The Talk

I sat in my bed unable to sleep, trying to keep my growing blood-lust under control. I rocked back and forth disturbed by my horrible thoughts. Bowser's growling snores kept me up. I sat there for hours until the sun rose. Bowser woke with a yawn and his usual good morning.

I went through my routine, tidied up and eat breakfast. When I was down I went out of dining room full. I was starting to fear myself because of all my homicidal thoughts. I needed help and there was only one person who came to mind.

Room 12, Zelda's room. The person who has become my mother figure. I could trust her, like I could trust my real mom. I knocked on the door nervously, hoping her roommate didn't answer, her roommate being Samus.

The door opened with Zelda in the doorway, she looked surprised to see me. "Come on in Lucas," she said. She showed me in, this was the first time I've seen a girl's room. To my dismay Samus lay on the top bunk staring at me.

"Why's he in here?" Samus asked coldly. Zelda shrugged nervously and asked me why I was there.

"I've been having some strange thoughts lately..." I trail off. Zelda's face reddened getting the wrong idea.

"Um... well you are getting to be that age where you might start to think about certain things," she said not looking me in the eye, her face getting redder.

"Really? These thought, I've never had them before... why now?" the question was hard for her to answer.

"Well everyone has these thoughts at one point as they get older, I know I did, but I never acted on them," she answered with a red face.

"I'm glad you didn't, it would be shocking if you had Zelda, I mean you are a wonderful role model," I responded, "Can you teach me to control these... feelings?" Samus being chuckling as Zelda buried her face in her hands. "What's wrong?"

"Come on Zelda just tell the kid already!" Samus laughed. "If you won't I will!" She climbed down and whispered something quite disturbing into my ears.

"Gross! How would that control my blood-lust?" I asked in disgust. Samus's face reddened as she realized she and Zelda read the situation all wrong.

"Blood-lust? What do you mean?" Zelda asked relieved my thoughts weren't sexual.

"I mean after the battle with Gannondorf I've had homicidal thoughts when fighting," I explained. The redness in their faces had lessened. "I can't sleep anymore," I went on, "The day you agreed to... you know..." I mumbled, "that was the last night I slept."

Samus gave Zelda a look that said 'What did he mean you know? What do you agree to?'

"Did he do anything weird to you during your guys' match?" Zelda asked regaining her serious tone. She made me think then it hit me.

"Yes, he forced me into a peculiarly real nightmare," I began, "I'm used to nightmare but this one was different, it made me feel more negative emotions than I thought possible."

"What is he up to?" Zelda whispered to herself, "He can't use such a sweet boy for such evil, could he?"

We stood in silence for a while...