I LOST MY MIND ADUGBOAQUGOALE UDGISIKD GET IN SLOW MOTION~! Oh, wait, is 2:30 in the morning an inappropriate time to be singing EXO? Oops. Silly me.

I still don't own the Legend of Zelda.

Chapter Eight-Awkward


Zelda Harkinian woke up in the softest bed imaginable, feeling undeniably comfortable. Groggily, she pushed herself into an upright position, rubbing her eyes.

Her tired eyes scanned the room, dimly aware of what happened yesterday. It all replayed in her head, from the moment she had been shoved to the ground (again) by Link, to the moment she collapsed on her bed.

Everything that was happening in Zelda's life at the moment was being hurled at her faster than she could comprehend. The instant she placed that crown on her head- no. When she made the mistake of stumbling into Link, everything turned upside down.

With a yawn, she stood, swaying slightly. Glancing down at her appearance, she realized that she had fallen asleep in the same thing she was wearing yesterday. Had she really been that exaughsted?

Shuffling towards her closet, she tentivaly opened it.

Once again, she was dazzled by the contents. Some of the workers must've come in and brought her belongings while she was gone, because it was all here, and more. Dresses, shirts, jeans, skirts, shoes, you name it. Accessories were strewn everywhere, from jewelry to purses. The whole closet was worth more than anything she'd ever laid eyes on!

Despite the amounts of money Zelda had, she was never one to spoil herself. She only bought the necessities, and, as a result, she'd never had so many extravegant belongings. And yet, all of these things made her smile.

Of course, she didn't plan to let all go to her head. Nope. I'm not going to let being a princess change me, she thought as she ran her fingers over articles of clothing.

Settling with jeans and a casual top, she sauntered over to the bathroom connected to her bedroom. It was half the size of the bedroom, and the shower was huge.

Twisting the knob on, a steady stream of water drizzled from the shower head, and steam slowly began to fill the room.

Zelda's mind grew cloudy, and she rested her forehead against the shower door.

She wouldn't be surprised if she fell right back asleep after this.


When Link Avalon woke up, it took him a while to realize where he was exactly. He opened his eyes, stretched, and kicked himself off the bed. Then, with heavy legs, dragged himself to the mirror, and only then realized the background in the reflection wasn't his house. Far from his house, actually. It wasn't even a house.

Still half asleep, he scratched his head and tried to remember exactly why he was where he was. Why had he woken up in a castle? His dazed mind didn't recall anything from the previous day, until he glanced down at his left hand.

The triangles he caught sight of triggered his memory. He wasn't home, because he was different. He was in a castle, because he was supposed to be a hero.

Not that that was necessarily a bad thing.

Link ran a hand through his hair, disheveling his bed head. His stomach rumbled, and he patted his abdomen absentmindedly. What he wouldn't give for some breakfast.

With a sigh, he walked into the huge closet he'd examined the previous night, and picked out a pair of jeans and a casual green shirt. He swiftly ripped them off his hanger, before stalking off to the bathroom.

He quickly crossed over to the faucet, splashing cold water on his face and scrubbing, before brushing his teeth. As he brushed, he recalled the previous day's events. He wasn't too sure about the whole idea of 'body guards' yet, considering the surprise attack they had prior to their first meeting.

Honestly, who does that sort of thing? It didn't really strike Link as the best way to make a first impression.

Sighing inwardly, he spat into the sink. This new life was just full of surprises, wasn't it?

He quickly stripped and redressed, inspecting himself in the mirror. With a nod of approval, he ventured out into the hallway.

Link took a few small steps foreward, still yawning, when the double doors across the hall caught his eye.

Maybe I should wake up Zelda... he thought hesitantly, tilting his head. Deciding to do something nice for once, he sauntered over to her door and knocked carefully. He waited patiently for a few seconds, rocking on his feet.

When there was no reaction, he knocked again, louder. Another silence stretched on for a few seconds before a sleepy voice called out, "What?" The word was carried out longer than necessary, and it sounded irritated.

He cleared his throat. "I came to see if you wanted some breakfast?" he called, and there were sounds of shuffling, before the door creaked open and two dazed eyes peered out, and slowly, she peeled the door open the rest of the way.

Zelda was already dressed, but her clothes looked rumpled. Her hair was damp and knotted, so she reached a hand to smooth it out. "Sorry, I was sleeping," she mumbled, stepping out into the hall.

Link shrugged carelessly. "It's not a big deal. I just thought you might be hungry."

"Well, thanks anyways," she said as they began to walk towards the dining hall.


When the two of them reached the hall, Zelda was surprised to find that they were the first ones there. The hall was large with a huge table fit for a feast in the center of it. Unsure of where to sit, she quickly shuffled to a seat across from Link.

Like always, there was an awkward silence and heavy air around them. She just didn't know how to make a conversation with the boy! Shifting uncomfortably in her seat, her eyes flickered to the door.

"Y'know," she said softly, making Link glance up. "I keep getting a feeling someone's going to burst through that door. I guess I was more traumatized by yesterday than I thought." Her voice trailed off, ending with a uneasy laugh.

Link smiled slightly. "I don't blame you. But if someone does, I won't hesitate to throw you to the floor again." He said the last part like he was proud, raising his right hand as though promising to do so.

Zelda groaned, slouching in the chair. "Again? What would that be, the third time? I think that this might be becoming a habit for you."

He chuckled lightly, and she sat up at the sound of it. Maybe if he acted like this all the time he wouldn't be half bad, she thought to herself, just as the doors opened, revealing the Royal Advisor, and the two bodyguards from yesterday.

The Advisor paused mid-step, smiling widely at the two of them. "Ah, you're already here! Great. We can all eat together." With that being said, he bounced over to his seat and sat down, the two behind him following in pursuit.

The boy, Sheik, slid into the seat beside Zelda, smiling cheerfullly. "Morning," Zelda greeted hesitantly, still intimidated by the boy.

He grinned, leaning towards her. "Good morning, darling delight of day," he replied with a wink, causing Zelda to blush and Impa to smack him on the back of the head.

"Not this early in the morning," she reprimanded, sitting beside the him.

So, some legit reasons to why I haven't been updating: A, my parents got a divorce. B, My dad's already remarried. C, I lost someone very important in my life. D, My brothers in jail.

Yeah. My life is freaking hectic. Don't hate me.

Please review and cheer up my dreary life.