Hey guys! Wow! Has it really been a whole summer? Time flies when you're having fun.

I want to apologize because I haven't updated in about three months. I seriously have had writer's block all summer long. And school started about three weeks ago, which is very time consuming.

Enough excuses though! On with the story!

Growing Up With a Boy Named Link

When we were six

ZELDAS POV

I feel so alone, and that's because I am.

I sit here trapped and lonely. Ever since I've been captured, I've gone through depression and loneliness. Waiting on someone, something, anything to come along to save me. It was a beautiful place I ran through before I got locked in the temple. Trees were all around; a flowing creek, and cute little animals were just everywhere. What's it called? A forest?

But now, I'm stuck in a temple, hidden from all sunlight and happiness, and I don't know my fate. And all I have with me are the clothes on my back and my memories.

Memories. Memories are the only things keeping me totally sane right now. And they are all I want to think about. I don't want to think about what is in store for everyone. I want to think about this one time when Link and I were six and we may or may not have cut off Groose's pompadour.

That was a great day.

Link and I were sitting under a tree by the water, watching the water flow and fall of Skyloft. It was a gorgeous day.

"Hey, Zelda!" Link called.

"What is it, Link?"

He brought his hands up and within his lands laid a flower crown. "Here, I made this for you." It was nothing big, just a circle of small roses.

I took it out of his hands. "Wow, this is pretty! I really like it!" I expressed.

"Let me put it on you," Link said as he grabbed the crown of tiny roses and placed it on top of my head.

"Thanks," I told him. "I love it!"

Nothing could ruin such a perfect day.

Well, one thing could.

As if on cue, Groose and his friends had walked over to our spot. That stupid pompadour standing straight up.

That stupid pompadour.

"Well, well, well," Groose started. "I see that you two are in our spot. I'm going to ask nicely that you move."

"We were here first," Link stated, standing up.

"Yeah!" I shot back, also standing up. "Since when do you sit here?"

"Ever since Link started sitting here and I just wanted to take it away from him," Groose snarled. "Okay, I asked nicely. And since you didn't move, I'm going to make you move."

"You little-" I started before he interrupted my by taking off my crown and throwing into the water. I watched as my flowers flowed off the side of Skyloft.

Then, it hit me.

An idea, not someone actually hitting me.

"Hey! I made tha-" I interrupted him.

"Come on, Link, let's go," I grabbed his hand and led him away, Groose's laugh fading as we got farther away.

"Zelda," Link said as I dragged him away. "You're just going to let him sit there after what he did?"

"Of course not!" I exclaimed as I let go. We had made our way to the Plaza. "I have something up my sleeve."

"Like what?" Link questioned.

"Come on, Link. You have to trust me."

"Alright," Link gave in. "What are we going to do?"

"We're going to wait until Groose dozes off and cut off his hair!"

Link's eyes lit up. "Let's do it!"

"Okay," I started. "We are going to need a blade."

"Where can we get one?"

"I know! It might be risky though," Link nodded for me to go on. "Let's get one from my dad and put it back before he will notice."

Link looked uneasy. I knew it was risky.

I gave him pleading eyes."

"Alright, I'll do it," He gave in, laughing.

"Okay, let's go to my house," I said leading him up to my house.

We snuck in very quietly. I couldn't remember if my father was in or not.

"Link," I whispered. "Keep watch."

He nodded as I walked towards the place my father keeps various blades. I reached it and grabbed a rather smaller one, so he wouldn't notice that one was gone. I dropped it and created a loud noise. I picked the knife up and ran out the door, grabbing Link along the way.

I'll never know if my father was at home. But to play it on the safe side, I ran out of that place.

I was breathing hard as was Lnk.

"I got the blade," I said as I held it up in triumph.

"Great!" exclaimed Link. "Now we just have to wait until he dozes off and for Cawlin and Stitch to leave."

"I think that can be arranged," I said evilly.

We walked close to our spot that was inhabited by our enemies.

"Link, hold the blade," I gave him the blade. "I'll be right back."

I walked over to the three boys with an urgent look on my face.

"Cawlin! Stitch! You better get home!" I exclaimed.

"And why is that?" Stitch questioned.

"Your mothers are very upset that you two forgot to ask to go out," I made up.

They looked like they were caught.

"I told you to tell them!" Cawlin yelled.

Stitch shot back, "I told you to!"

They got up and sprinted out of there. By then, I had thrown some sleeping dust that I got from my pouch (yes, I carried around sleeping dust) on the ground.

I walked back to Link, and we watched Groose quickly doze off.

"Come on, Link! Now!"

We quietly jogged over to Groose and heard him snoring.

"Link, you should be the one to cut off his hair."

"It would be my honor," Link said laughing.

With a quick flick of his wrist, Groose's hair had fallen to the ground.

Link and I bolted out of there laughing our heads off. That was the perfect day I had with my best friend. Nothing could change that day. It just all fell into place.

"Come on. Let's go put the blade up," I told him.

"Yeah, okay," Link said. "I can't wait to see him without his hair. He is going to be mad.

Then my father's voice was behind us.

"Who's going to be mad?"

Busted…

Okay, it's my first time back. Go easy on me. I will try to update more so don't leave me!

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