Legend of Linkle: Chibi Great Adventures 4
Linkle, Hero Hand Chosen by the Goddess Hylia, reborn and on a mission to find Her Grace, searched the woods diligently, dowsing for her childhood friend who she could always count on for a push.
Her mind went back to the days when she was just the girl who wanted to be the Hero to Zelda's Goddess, and now her fight was bound up with the Surface, as was her friend's.
Linkle made beeping sounds like the Goddess Sword, until she found—a strange little creature?
"Zelda, is that you?" Linkle called out.
"Master, there is a five percent chance of this Kikwi being Zelda, though this is doubtful, I sense a strong correlation between this individual and the Sailcloth, we should make further queries in our investigation." Fi turned to the little creature, who was staring between Fi and Linkle, "Master, you may begin your questioning of this Kikwi."
"Um, Zelda-senpai, is that you?"
"For the last time, don't call me-ah, can't breath!"
"Zelda! Fi, look, isn't Zelda's new look so adorable?!"
"There is a ninety-five percent increase in her overall 'cuteness' status."
"No kidding, she's so-"
"Put me down, put me down!" Zelda demanded flapped her little wings as Linkle made for the nearest bird statue, where she took Zelda back to the sky.
Mini Author's Notes: That...would be how it would have went. I'll have to be doing more Zelda Kikwis in the future!
Linron, Linron, Linron
Aryll opened the cabin door and found her crew awed by something, and when she stepped closer she saw something on the horizon.
"Captain, what is that?!" a sailor cried, "Some kind of goddess!"
Aryll pulled out her telescope and found it was not just one female figure, but two, "It's some kind of construct, there's too much fog," Aryll pointed at the object, "take us closer!"
"Aye-aye, Captain Aryll!" was the collective response.
As they drew near, Aryll could see that one had red hair, yellow torso, and blue below that, and realized it was Malron, the other must have been Linkle, "What shenanigans are these two up to now?" Aryll pulled out her telescope and found that the hazy one was in green, and that the faces themselves had been meticulously carved, "No good, I bet."
Rustle walked up alongside her and sighed, "You and your sister still at it?"
"She is, and this is the last straw," Aryll smacked her fist into her hand, "no one defies me by defying gravity by making a ship that sails by standing up!"
Aryll climbed the mast and swung across the gap, landing in the ear. After an hour's search, and several broken doors later, she found crate in a room with a window that revealed more water below them. It was somehow defying logic, only the Aloft was allowed to do that.
She pulled the crate open and Malron and Linkle popped out, "Shipped on a ship that resembles our ship—superior!" Linkle shouted.
"Linkle, Malron, do you realize how many laws of physics you've broken?!" Aryll admonished.
"What are you going to do, call the guards, trespasser?!" Linkle pointed out.
"P-point...but...how did this thing not fall onto it's side, or sink?" Aryll questioned, "It weighs tons!"
"By believing in our ship," Linkle informed proudly, "it stays afloat-"
"No matter how crazy and impossible it is-" Malron continued Linkle's sentence.
"This is the Linron, and we will go down with this ship!" Linkle and Malron proceeded to show off their handshake, "We are Linron, we are canon! Linron confirmed! Smile emoji!"
Aryll stared, slack jaw, and had to close her mouth with both hands, then shook her head, "First off, what is an emoji? And second...you can't be canon if you're not in an original series! And third, this goes beyond crazy, a ship standing upright is just...unheard of!"
"It's also a submarine!" Linkle announced proudly.
Aryll tried not to be awe-stricken, at the depth to which the ship sunk and instead focused on the windows, "How are those windows holding up, we've plunged so deep, there's no trace of light!"
"Even when the ship sinks it's still in one piece!" Malron replied.
"What is this ship made of?" Aryll demanded, "I call foul!"
"This ship is made out of and fueled by love!" Linkle turned to Malron, but just as they were about to kiss, Talron broke through a window, "Ah, what—why and how?!"
"Water pressure's pretty awful, so I came to make sure you were alright!" Talron announced, then turned to leave through a window.
"Wait, Dad, don't leave through the-" Malron paled and turned to Linkle.
"What, what's wrong?"Talron wondered, oblivious to the water gushing through the window.
"We're taking on water!" Aryll screamed, "Abandon ship, abandon ship!"
"Seal the hatches!" Linkle cried, a command that sealed the window instantly.
"Initiate emergency protocol!" Malron yelled, as the broken window sealed.
"Well, now how am I going to get home?" Talron sighed, "You girls got to think ahead."
Aryll screamed again as Talron spun a wheel and flipped through the air, then hit a window and sailed through it, "Activate the mermaid sequence!" Linkle and Malron cried in unison.
The ship grew two fins and the window sealed, "There, now we just have to surface!" Linkle sighed.
Linkle turned to Malron but Talron suddenly fell into the room, "Oh, and I packed lunch!" he smiled.
The Wayfarer looked up from his sandcastle to find two mermaids breaking the surface of the water like dolphins and smiled, "They do exist."
He remembered a redheaded man who wore a constant smile, and his words echoed in his head. He thought the guys was just creepy, but his advice was solid. "Just have faith."
Mini Author's Notes: This is maybe the craziest segment out of arguably the craziest update yet!
Linkle And The Redhead Farm Girl
Linkle always thought about the farm on the hill, and now that Aryll spent more time away, Linkle had more time to think of it. Everyone said farm work was hard, but she was sure it wasn't that bad. One evening the postman gave her a special survey, Romani-Lon Ranch was seeking help, willing to work for food, apparently there were at least three "hearty" meals a day, the other requirements were quirky. The register had to be possessed of a chirpy personality, be skilled with bows, and—in a list that seemed to have been hastily tagged on—be preferably young and dashing.
It sounded more like a dad hunting in hopes of his kid's fairy tale romance, but she figured that the person had to be young and fit to help with running after goats, and working for food seemed easy enough, Aryll had a captain's paycheck—it helped that she was actually a captain—so if Linkle needed clothes she could always wait for the bank to collect Aryll's payment, half was always put into Linkle's account. The weapons part sounded weird, but then, what else would a bored farmer do after the daily chores were done? Besides, Skulltulas were a real threat.
The next day she woke early and threw on her usual clothes, and ran to the ranch.
When Linkle arrived, she found a tense girl pointing at a large man with a mustache and little hair. The redheaded girl was angry about something, and Linkle accidentally heard some parts of the admonishment, "...we're expecting other applicants today, and some of them might be here for a job, rather than breaking pots and terrorizing our cuccos!"
"Malron-" the man pointed at her but she stomped her foot.
"I'm not done talking here! I want to know why you're awake one minute, and then asleep the next. And then there's your habit of always eating the mushrooms! You know that those things are for potions, right?!"
"Malron, we have a guest." the man waved at Linkle with his fingers.
Malron wheeled around and blushed, "I'm sorry you had to see that!"
"Is everything okay?" Linkle inquired.
"Yes! Well...as okay as things can be. I'm Malron, I run the farm!" Malron held her hand out and Linkle shook her hand.
"I'm Linkle, I'm hear about a job? The thing says to send or visit in person and wait for assessment, but I wanted to see the place anyways!" Malron tugged her hand back and Linkle realized that she was shaking her hand for much too long, "Sorry!"
"It's fine. This is Talron, he's the major consumer of our milk, and the reason we need help!" Malron flicked her thumb back at him, "Also, my dad. Well, I'll give you the tour...and," she wheeled around shook both hands, "stop eating all the mushrooms! They're for potions and are supposed to serve as extra cash! Count on you to drink up all the milk, and then turn around empty our mushroom stock by the bushel, that can't be good for you!"
"Just give the girl her tour, Malron." Talron said, hoping to distract her.
"Fine. Linkle, please follow me."
Malron explained the meal times and pointed to the houses within on the ranch, and their purposes, Linkle interrupted with many questions, and pointed at everything from the horses to the line of farming tools.
"Uh, Linkle?" Malron interrupted.
"And look at the sky! You don't see this much sky in Castle Town! It's everywhere and so...blue!" Linkle fell forward from spinning around so much.
"Linkle?" Malron helped Linkle to her feet, "Awful talkative, huh?"
"Huh...oh, sorry, you're supposed to be talking, not me!" Linkle stumbled away and tried to clear her spinning vision, "I'm sorry, it's just that this is my first time at a farm and I'm super pumped, and—is that a cucco?!"
"Huh?" Malron was dazed by the sudden change in conversation, and before she found where Linkle ran off to, she was upon one of the flock of cuccos kept at the ranch, "Wait, no, don't! Wait, what? How is she alright?"
"Ah, ha, ha!" Linkle turned to Malron, crouched as she petted the bird, "This one's a male, see the rubbery beard? Oh, a blue one!"
Malron smiled as Linkle ran to the azure hatchling, "I meant she as in you-"
"Does he have a name yet?" Linkle asked enthusiastically.
"No, not yet." Malron sighed.
"Well...um, I'm sure you'll think of something—horse incoming!" Linkle shouted as a chestnut mare galloped pass Malron.
"Oh, that's Epona—wait, she seems to like you...Epona doesn't...normally take to strangers so easily."
"Wow, what a nice name!" Linkle remarked as she petted the horse's snout.
"She must have a very pure heart." Malron startled backwards as a yellow light sparkled around Linkle, "Why are you sparkling?! Are you a goddess?!"
"What...sparkling? I don't see it but...according to my grandma I'm the Hero...maybe that has something to do with it?"
"Well...I'm not sure about the Hero, but you're good with animals...let's see show you how to milk cows."
"Um, so, what's unusual about Epona and visitors?"
"Uh, that? Well, usually she has to be calmed down with this song my mom made back when I was little...I forgot the words, but I remember the melody, Epona loves it, I guess she associates it with Mom...strangely, she seems to like me well enough. Dad's another story, though, she avoids him and Syrup. Oh, Syrup, she loves to exorcise things. Rocks, homes, babies, pies."
"Babies?!" Linkle exclaimed.
"Well, that's her dream, to one day exorcise a baby, preferably one that shoots fire from it's mouth, and has a super strong grip and throws things."
"You can say that again."
Linkle smiled, "She sounds interesting."
"So, what's the song your mother made?"
Malron stopped whistling Epona's song as she led Linkle into the barn.
"Okay," Malron handed her a bottle, "take this bottle and I'll supervise you."
"Trade cucco for bottle?" Linkle gave the bird to Malron who handed her the bottle, "Um, so...cow...I, uh...can I get some milk? I mean, I need about...up to this shoulder of the bottle...if the bottle looked like a person." Linkle turned to find Malron shaking her head, "I know!"
Linkle pulled out an ocarina and started playing the tune Malron hummed for her, and the cow mooed, "You know, I love that song...here, kid, come back if you need a refill."
"Hey, thanks! Hey, Malron-" Linkle turned to Malron, who was staring slack jawed at Linkle, "what is it?"
"N-nothing...you know, if you can herd our cuccos and play for our cows, that'd be like...taking what my dad does, and doing the way opposite of it."
"Sure!" Linkle traded the cucco back and left Malron with the bottle, "What about dinner and dishes and stuff?"
"Oh, I'll do all that, we've got this, with you and me working the ranch, we'll be good to go! So, what about the blue cucco, you can name him if you like."
"I like it...you know, Linkle, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Whoa!" Malron jumped back as an elderly lady, her hair pulled into a ponytail, zipped pass them on some strange machine, "That's Syrup...she's 'borrowing' a gust bellow device that Linebeck made up, inspired by some kid's doodle."
Linkle quickly befriended Malron and Talron, along with the farm animals, even Syrup didn't yell at her as much as she normally would, and everything was great, until one day some guy in a green shirt and pink overalls came over, shouting about the deed Talron lost to him during a bet.
"What kind of bet?" Malron demanded, "Also this farm may be in his name, but I run the place, he's got no place-"
"Ah, ah, ah, here's my name on the deed, all legal and stuff. I, Ingo Gorman, run this place!" he laughed and pointed his thumb outside, "Go on and scram, I'm moving in!"
Malron shook her fist at him and growled, "Come on, Linkle, let's go find out where my dad passed out this time."
They found Talron asleep outside the castle, a woman about their age in a pink dress was watching him worriedly.
"Apologies, ma'am," Malron began, "this is my dad...he tends to fall asleep in peculiar places."
"Hey, Zel, once he fell asleep in some mashed potatoes and gravy, he had this raccoon pattern thing going on around his eyes!" Linkle snorted.
"Linkle...is this the princess?! Don't speak so familiar-" Malron cut herself off as Zelda chuckled.
"That is pretty funny. Oh, is this Malron?" Zelda bowed to the farm girl, "I am Princess Zelda, it's an honor to finally meet you."
"The honor's all mine—huh, finally?!" Malron jumped.
"Ha, yes, Linkle and I are friends, ever since she broke into the castle. She still breaks in sometimes, Impa didn't like it, but she warmed up to her." Zelda explained, "She sends letters, and speaks fondly of you—rather, she writes fondly."
"Really?" Malron turned to Linkle. She had more surprises than Malron ever counted on...at least they weren't bad surprises.
"Yep, we're pen pals!" Linkle confirmed.
"Um, well, thank you for watching my father for me...hey wake up." Malron stood next to him and shook his shoulder with her foot.
"He's been out a while, but the healers can find nothing to wake him."
"That's because he's weird." Malron held out a cucco, upon the crowing, her father leapt up looked around, then blushed and stood quietly, "Well, that settles that. I apologize for the trouble."
"Not at all," Zelda smiled, "it was more than worth the worry."
"Now, Dad," Malron crossed her arms, "normally I'd wait until we were back home to chew you out, but seeing as how we have no home...what did you bet our home on?"
"Uh, well, I may have caught a glance of one of those letters Linkle writes outside, and I saw a few words, and talked to some of the fellers at the bar." Talron began.
"And then?! And then?!" Malron seethed.
"'And then' what?" Talron held his hands up between himself and Malron.
"That's what I want to know!" Malron started counting off her fingers, "First you go and intrude on an employee's privacy, and then you go and bet about it, after days—sometimes weeks—of not leaving your bed! What could have been so important—actually-"
"Well, I saw Linkle writing something about 'dinner', 'date', 'romance', and 'ask her out' and I bet she was talking about the woman that has allergies to cuccos, and Ingo said it was you...and...well, you know who won."
Linkle stared in disbelief, her jaw slacked, "You mean to tell me that you didn't realize all this time that I had a crush on you daughter?! All this time?! Linkle exclaimed, "And you bet the whole ranch on me liking someone just because we're both associated with cuccos?! You might as well have thought I was talking about Grog!"
"Um, in my own defense, you did say 'she.'" Talron pointed out.
A week after the trio moved into the castle, Ingo showed up, begging Talron to take back the ranch.
"Huh, why?!" Linkle exclaimed, giving words to the curiosity of those in the room.
"It's cursed! There's some kind of animal that keeps eating all the mushrooms, and drinking all the milk, and the horses hate me, and Epona cracked all of my ribs when I lassoed her and tried to bring her back to the enclosure, and the worst part is Maple and Syrup! One of them can't drive, and the other intentionally crashes into me, and I can't figure out witch which is which!" Ingo crumpled to the floor in tears and presented the deed, which was in pieces, "I don't want the stupid place anymore! Just make this nightmare end!"
"You tore up the deed?!" Malron roared, "Don't you know they don't make copies or keep records...don't you?!"
"It wasn't me, it was that raccoon!" Ingo wailed.
"Everyone out of my way!" a red haired man drew his blade, "This is an usurpation!"
"Yeah, get out of boss' way, people, this is Ganondorf's home now!" a Gerudo chirped.
"Put the money in the bag, put scepter in the bag, along with the Royal Treasury's...treasures." the male Gerudo ordered.
"Never, I'll fight you myself!" Zelda drew her blade and Impa rose from her shadow.
"Allow me to assist you with that small matter, Princess." Impa requested, wielding a naginata, "King Ganondorf, I suggest you back down, we have an army...eh, why are all you guards running around! Ahem, you have two more than capable warriors to contend with!"
"Very well...we will fight you ourselves!" Zelda corrected herself.
"Count me in, too!" Malron said, taking a bow in hand.
"You dare stand against the Triforce of Power?! Which I found in the trash...some idiot must have tossed it out." Ganondorf showed his hand to everyone, then darted over to Zelda and grabbed her wrist, "Ah, perfect...but where's the Triforce of Courage? More importantly, where is Little Green Riding Hood? I sensed the Triforce of Courage coming from her hand!"
"Little Old Riding Hoodlum, away!" Ganondorf turned around and the only thing he could do before Syrup crashed into him was drop his jaw and widen his eyes. Linkle ran up to the dazed king and held her hand over the Triforce mark on his hand, it glowed as she reached for it, and she grunted as she pulled it out. Zelda approached her and sent the Triforce of Wisdom to Linkle.
Linkle held the three Triforce pieces in her hand and smiled, "I wish...for the darkness of Ganondorf's heart to be obliterated!"
The Triforce flew up into the air as her wish was granted, and a bright light glowed from it before it vanished, and peace thrived in Hyrule.
Mini Author's Notes: Yeah...Ganondorf didn't see that one coming...I don't think even I did...watch out for Syrup, she's not like Maple, she will run you down.