Chapter 15

Samus woke up from a long sleep. It took her a moment to realize where she was and what had gone down the previous day. She knew that while they had little time to act, she couldn't help feeling comfortable in her chamber. Who wouldn't have been?

Samus never was one for elegance, but even she couldn't deny that Midna had a really good taste in fung shue. Her chamber was, after a typical upper-class Twili-Lord, decorated elegantly in bright blue, black, and the occasional streak of yellow and orange. Samus had to admit the combination had a striking effect.

As beautiful as she found it, however, it did nothing but remind her of the beautiful and curvaceous Twilight Queen, which did nothing but irritate Samus. Samus got out of her bed with a huff and looked at herself in a full-height mirror. This simply made it worse for Samus. Samus was never one for vanity, but as she turned back and forth looking herself over, she couldn't help but notice that, in terms of physical beauty, Midna outdid her. What the fuck, why am I thinking like this?! Samus screamed in her thoughts, I'm a fighter, not a beauty queen! So Midna has bigger boobs than me, big fucking deal! So she's got a large ass, so what! Why should I care if she's more beautiful than me?! Link didn't fall for me for my looks anyway! He loves me as a person! As a human fucking being! Not as a body with big tits and a fine ass! WHY THE FUCK AM I EVEN THINKING THIS?!

Samus hated to admit it, even to herself, but she was, if ever so slightly, a bit jealous of Midna. For all her tough, tomboyish and strong demeanor, Samus couldn't deny the fact that she was a woman. And she couldn't deny, as a result, the fact that Midna, plainly and simply, was physically more beautiful than her.

Samus knew one thing, however. She knew, in her heart of hearts, that Link wasn't going to leave her. The only thing that marred this confidence was a small mental voice that was continually egging at her about the Twilight Queen.

For fuck's sake, Samus, get a grip on yourself, she thought to herself, you know Link won't leave you, so stop feeling so goddamn jealous and just work with the bitch, cos you know you have to, and just accept the fact that Midna likes him. You already know that he won't leave you, and that you have no intention of giving him up anyhow, so calm your ass down and just go with it.

Link, meanwhile, was having a mental battle of his own. For the love of the Goddesses, Link, get a fucking grip. You already know where your loyalties lie.

Link knew that Samus's behavior the previous day had been quite unlike her, and was trying to deduce the reasons for it. It's not like her to get all jealous like that. She knows that I'd never leave her for anyone, let alone Midna. Samus isn't the issue, Midna is. So why would Samus flare up the way she did?

Link had a hunch that he knew who it was, but he couldn't be certain. There wasn't enough evidence yet to prove he was right.

If it IS what I think it is, then this shit hole just got deeper and murkier. Either way, if Midna doesn't calm down, things aren't going to end well.

An hour later, Link was seated in the great hall of Midna's palace, waiting for Midna and Samus. He had already eaten, and he knew that Samus and Midna wouldn't eat much.

Samus entered across the hall, this time garbed in her red Zero Suit, the case containing her Fusion Suit on her back. Samus smiled at Link and sat next to him. Link smiles back at her and hugged her.

"I missed you," he murmured.

"I can tell," Samus replied.

Link laughed softly and kissed Samus on the lips, Samus returning the kiss deeply. Maybe this is all behind us then, Link thought.

The sound of the door bursting open caused them to jump apart. There in the doorway stood Midna, garbed in a black, skin-tight garment that barely covered her, with her legs fully revealed and much of her cleavage visible, and her arms were bared. Around this she wore a long, black cape that fell to her ankles. Her feet, as always, were bare. Midna, apparently, had seriously gone out of her way to try to impress Link.

Samus's eyebrow went up so far it nearly blended with her hair. Seriously? She thinks that showing off her ass and having her boobs hanging out is going to impress Link? She obviously doesn't know Link very well.

Link's thoughts were similar. I have no idea what Midna is trying to prove. She looks like a hooker.

Midna flounced up to the couple and sat on the table, flinging her cape behind her and hiking up one of her legs.

"Watch who you're flashing, there, Leotard," Samus said cooly, "You're not impressing anyone."

Midna shot a dark glare at Samus. "Like you're one to talk? What the hell are you wearing, anyway? You look like a gymnast in boots."

Samus remained calm. "You look like a hooker in a cape."

Midna flared up instantly. "You wanna go, blondie?! Bring it on, bitch, I'll rip you apart!"

Samus simply raised an eyebrow. "I don't know what you're so angry about. I'm just pointing something out."

Samus's calm demeanor did nothing but infuriate Midna. It's like she doesn't care! What the hell! "You take that back!"

"Why? It's the truth."

Midna lost patience and launched herself at Samus, tackling her out the chair and to the floor. Samus was ready for it and flipped over, sending Midna across the room and into the wall.

A giant sweat drop ran down Link's forehead. Leave it to Midna to lose control. Link sighed and stood up. As Midna launched herself at Samus again, Link fired an Ice Arrow, freezing Midna by her waist to the wall. At the same time, He fired his hook shot and bound Samus to keep her in place. Both women stared at him.

"Now will you girls please calm down? Or do I need to start getting serious?"

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Chapter 15!

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