By the Edge of My Sword: a Tweenager's Fanfic

by WriterOfBooks

Mary Su-I mean Rebecca, who's Independent and Strong-Willed and Not Like Other Girls, has been in an orphanage all her life, but she's about to be whisked away on an adventure by a familiar pointy-hatted Hero... Transcribed from an old Flower-Covered Journal is a fanfic that I am not at ALL proud of. Please read the Foreword. Updated every Monday and Thursday.

13. 12 - I'm Baaaaaaaack

I awoke to hear many sounds I had never heard before. I heard talking and whimpering. Then I was fully awake.

"Rebecca!"

I was staring into the eyes of Link. He was still a wolf.

I jumped up, and realized that I had paws. White paws . . . and white legs . . . and a white muzzle . . .

"I'm a white wolf!"

Link sighed. "That you are. But, no offense, I think you are far more beautiful as a wolf than as a Hylean/Gerudo."

I laughed. "None taken. I do look good in white!" At this we both laughed. Our laughs echoed off of stone walls, and I realized that we were back in that high-security dungeon cell. I sighed. "We're back." I lay down and put my chin on my paws.

Link lay down in front of me, his paws touching my paws, and put his chin on his paws. He licked my nose. "Oh, it's okay. You have the power to reverse the curse on me, too!"

I looked at him with both exasperation and relief in my eyes. "You could've told me that sooner!"

In a few minutes, we were our old selves.

I was overjoyed. I laughed maniacly, that is, crazily, not evily. Link laughed along, until I stopped him. With my lips. He was shocked at my motion, but nonetheless seemed to enjoy it.

When I was done, I smiled at link. He seemed . . . contemplative. At first, he seemed thoughtful, then grossed out.

"Ew!" he said. Then he looked thoughtful again, then hurt.

"Link, what is it?" I asked.

Link looked at me sadly. "When I was a wolf, I couldn't understand human speech . . . why did you . . . I mean, how could you . . ."

"Kiss him?" I finished.

"Exactly." Link said affirmitavely.

"I had to! Your . . . Hyleandom . . . was at stake! He made me promise to kiss him whenever he asked!" I was crying some now.

Link saw my tears, but didn't seem to care. "Made you, or suggested?"

Just then, Armondorf barged in.

"Oh, look who decided to drop in." Link sounded even more hurt now.

"Link . . ." I started.

Armondorf put his hand on my shoulder. "Just let him be the snooty, stuck-up brat he is."

I turned on Armondorf. "Are you talking about a mirror?" I turned back to Link and tried my level best to comfort him. Most of my phrases were, "Link . . . I . . . oh . . ."

Needless to say, I did not succeed in comforting Link. He simply shut me out.

And I was in the cold.