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Chapter 12: Showdown on BOE! Exposition!

The sun rose to signal the start of a new day in Hyrule. The birds were chirping, the winds were whistling and Hyrulians were gathering near The Bridge of Eldin for a very special. Word had spread around that a newcomer trying to break into the Brawler ranks had challenged their own hometown brawler. So as a consequence, nearly everybody in a quarter mile radius had crowded around the place to watch.

A hush however overcame the crowd as a certain princess had approached the area with a bunch of attendants. Zelda's vision scanned the area for a certain man with a green fetish. However, she came up short and soon asked one of her company.

"Do you know where those two are?"

The advisor tilted his head to comprehend the question then replied, "I believe both went for a walk, my queen."

Zelda looked a bit disappointed at this answer, but soon composed and waited like everyone else. Meanwhile, in some forest, two figures could be seen, one chasing after the other. The first figure was fast to enough to be seen as a green blur, while the second had a surprising amount of white.

"Pit! Give that back!" Link shouted as he aimed his clawshot (or hookshot, whatever you call it) and barely missed Pit who was dashing away from Link.

"Not when you promise to give what's mine back." To taunt Link further, he began to run backwards and show Link why this whole goose chase was happening in the first place. It was a scrapbook titled (snicker) Zelda X Link Fanart.

"Aww, I never thought you to be such a stalker!" Pit stopped to comment. An arrow lodged itself into the trunk of a nearby tree. Pit's face lost all color and stared at Link, who had already nocked another arrow and was aiming it at Pit.

"Whoa, you really are this desperate to get this back?" Pit commented before sprinting away. "Says the man who reminiscences about past dates? Still, how the heck did you two date in the first place?"

Pit stopped and looked at Link. "Hmm, his mind has not comprehended the physical boundaries of fanfiction. I'd best not tamper with his sense of reality." Link interrupted. "Why are you speaking into that can?" Pit looked at the can he was holding to make himself sound like he was thinking, and replied. "Funny reference?" "You're sploshed."

"Real high and mighty for a stalker!" However, the words didn't hang for long before Link tackled Pit. They rolled down a nearby hill and both were in a scuffle, before Pit looked around.

"Hey, doesn't this place look familiar?" Pit asked. Link smirked "I see what you're trying to do. I'm not falling for it." Pit forcibly turned Link's head to see that they were on the Bridge of Eldin, which was being watched by nearly everyone that Link knew.

Link's face dropped when he saw nearly everyone he knew standing around watching them struggling on the bridge with the book in Pit's hand. So as quickly as he could, Link knocked the book away into the ravine below. Everyone was looking at each other.

"Umm… Link? What were you doing with Pit?" Link and Pit looked at each other, before Pit gathered himself. "Oh, will you look at that? The sunrise is here. Duel time!" With that, Pit pushed Link towards the other side of the bridge.

A few minutes later, Link and Pit were warmed up and ready to go. Both stood on opposite ends of the bridge. Both stood ready for the voice of the announcer. Both were ready to give one heck of a show.

"Go!"

Meanwhile, nearby, King Bulbin was watching the action unfold. "Master, which one should I try to run over?" Two dark eyes looked at the two figures fighting, discerning each other. Link was very annoying, stopping his plots, defeating complex years of planning with that blasted master sword of his, preventing him for taking those last two pieces of the triforce. That blonde elf, he's got to go. But on the other hand, that angel child, he wiped out what few resources he had, and had mentally scarred him with that sound that has the same chance of being called music as Lucas lasting more than 30 minutes in Deathwatch. He had to go too. Which one, however, deserved to go more?

Ganondorf pondered this question, his opinion switching from one to the other. Finally, his mind reached a compromise.

"Get them both."

AN: Sorry for this chapter being exposition. Promise part 2 will be up within the week!