Legend of Zelda
“Ow!” Link quickly sat up from his pillow on the floor and held his abdomen.
“Oh. Sorry, Link!” Niko quickly regained his balance after stepping on Link. “Forgot you were here.”
Luckily, Niko was a small man. “S'kay. I'm good,” Link muttered, wiping sleep out of his eyes with his other hand. “What time is it?” he yawned. The only light he saw was the dying embers from the fireplace.
“Almost dawn,” Niko answered.
With that, Link laid his head back on the pillow and pulled the blanket over him
“You know, if you're going to go back to sleep, you can take my bed.”
Link weighed in the options: Actual bed, or getting up temporarily. Given the choices, one would think Link would automatically chose the comfy bed over the hard floor of Niko's and Gonzo's apartment, but his mind reasoned, won't know the difference once he's asleep.
“Gonzo already left for his morning job. I'm heading out soon, too.”
“Hmm.” If Niko was going to keep talking, Link might as well get up and get in the comfy bed.
“Just be sure to lock up when you leave.”
“Mmhmm,” Link replied. “Mmm.” The bed felt so much better. Good call.
Niko kept talking while he was getting ready for the day. Link only heard it as a soft murmur as he drifted back to sleep. When he awoke again, the sun was out and he was finally ready to get up.
There was a paper on his head. “Hmm?” He plucked it off and saw the note signed by Niko. He blinked his eyes a few times, trying to focus on the words. “'Dinner...usual spot...Apartments for rent....Job postings.'” Link sat up and placed the note on his lap. “Oh yeah. I guess I'll need to get a job.”
Link originally planned on getting a job after the princess was rescued. However, the princess was perfectly fine and in no need of rescuing. To be honest, Link almost felt a little bad for the group of would-be heroes who left this morning for their, now, dead-end lead. Still, Link figured they'd at least have a fun adventure.
Besides going on an adventure, Link had hoped to pick up some expensive treasures, or, at the very least, some of those fabled rupees in the tall grass. To this day, he had yet to find a single rupee, and he searched like crazy when he was a kid.
With a shrug, he got out of bed and got his bag together. Another thing, had he known he was going to be be staying in Castle Town so soon he wouldn't have packed so light. His old classmates did have a point: If he was going to be adventuring, last thing he'd want was to lug around a huge pack.
With his satchel thrown over his shoulder, he locked the door and headed out. The note said there was a bulletin board full of job postings. Link believed he saw that yesterday during his sightseeing. Ah, there it was. He began reading over some of the listings.
“Oh, well look who it is.”
Link turned. “Hey, Nudge!” Link smiled.
“Hey to you, too, Link.” Nudge gave Link a clap on the shoulder. “So, sleep good?
“Eh, Gonzo snores.” Link heard a soft chuckle after his comment.
“Niko says that, too.” Link's smile got brighter when he saw it was Sheik. “And now we have a witness to verify it.”
“Hello,” she said before her and Nudge started to read the bulletin board.
“Hmm.” Link thought about it. “Hey, Sheik don't you have that theater job?”
“And the fish market job, the band gigs, and occasional delivery jobs.”
“Sounds like you keep busy.”
“I have to. And with my one side job coming to an end, I have to find another to replace it. Like Nudge here with his current construction job.”
Nudge nodded. “It's not bad. If I can't find anything here, I heard they're doing some renovation on the south side.”
“Hmm.” Link tried to go back to reading the bulletin board, too, however it was hard with her there. He wanted to ask, first off, didn't she bring any money with her from the Palace? Did princesses even get allowances? Second thing he wanted to ask was the big one: Why are you in disguise? Yet, he didn't even know how to begin with his questions. He especially couldn't ask with Nudge there.
“You're staring again,” Sheik said.
“Huh? Oh, sorry.” Link turned his head back to the board.
Sheik gave a small sigh. “I know that look.” She turned to face him. “You have questions. Go ahead. Get them out so we can go about our business.”
Link glanced away. He now felt embarrassed about it. “I'm just....really glad you're okay.” It wasn't a total lie. After all, she was suppose to be a stone statue and imprisoned by a witch.
Sheik gave a small laugh. “It was just a chair to the head,” she said, thinking he was referring to last night's fight. She regarded him for a brief moment, smiled to herself, and returned her attention to the board.
Nudge gave a small smile Link's way, too.
“Hey, look.” Link pointed to an ad. “They got two openings at the restaurant down the street. Wanna work together, Sheik?”
Sheik shook her head. “Can't do restaurants.”
Nudge giggled. “He's banned from all restaurant jobs,” he said, which earned him a glare from Sheik. Nudge just shrugged with an amused smile.
“Why?” Link asked. “That doesn't seem fair.”
“First day on the job and he accidentally starts a fire.” Nudge pointed down to the bottom of the bulletin board. Bending down, Link saw a few tiny notes made out to a different people. He then spotted one with a single sentence on it: “Sheik, you're banned from all restaurant jobs!!!”
“Oh, c'mon!” Link rolled his eyes, as he stood up. “That's ridiculous. I mean, didn't we all have some sort of kitchen accidents when we first learned to cook?”
Nudge chuckled into one hand and waved the other. “It was a dish-washing job.”
Confused, Link mouthed the word 'how'.
“Anyway.” Sheik tapped on an ad, trying to steer the conversation away. “I found something that looks good.” She ripped the piece of paper from its nail.
Nudge grabbed a listing from the top. “This job looks as good as any.”
“Oh, ah...” Link quickly looked to the board and, not wanting to feel left out, grabbed one.
Sheik peeked over at his. “That boss is a jerk.” She plucked the listing from his hand and replaced it with another. “This establishment is better.”
“Thanks!” He smiled, happy to receive the individual attention. He then started to read the listing and frowned.
“What?” Sheik asked. “Don't like it?”
“Oh, no.” Link shook his head. “Not at all. I'm just trying to figure out where this is.”
“Is that it? Well, you're in luck, I happen to be heading in that direction myself.” She turned to Nudge and gave him a small nod.
Nudge waved to the two. “See you later.”
“Bye, Nudge.” Link waved goodbye. He looked back to Sheik, who started to lead the way. “Hey, thanks for showing me where it is.”
“It is nothing,” she said while they walked down the street and passed various people going about their day.
“Hey, um, sorry about the restaurant thing.”
Sheik gave a tiny shrug. “I think I rather eat at restaurants than work at them.”
Link laughed. It surprised Sheik and she glanced over at him. She then tilted her head back to the street and straighten out a bit of her bangs.
“Hey, so that theater job, the play's tonight, right?”
“Hm? Oh, yes. It is. In fact, I believe you will enjoy it.”
Sheik nodded her head. “It's about the hot topic now: A tale about the Hero of Legends.”
“Ooo!” Link's interest did pique up. He was about to ask her which era when Sheik spoke up again.
“Speaking of things you'll enjoy. Watch this.” She motioned her head in front of them. Link turned and saw a would-be hero in green walking up to them. Well, to Sheik.
When he reached them he announced: “I've finally found you!”
Sheik turned to Link “Why, Link, have you done something to warrant this man's attention?”
“No, no.” The would-be hero shook his head. “Not him. You. The Sheikah.”
“Me?” Sheik asked innocently and pointed to herself. “What do you need me for?”
“I think it's obvious.” The man puffed up his chest and placed his hands on his hips. “Don't you think?”
“Perhaps you should clarify.”
“I can understand. You have all these other guys in green, walking about like they're the real Hero, but I am here to declare your search is over!” He pulled out his sword and held it high in a some-what dramatic pose. “For I am the real Hero!”
“Mmhmm, you don't say,” Sheik said plainly. “Well, let me be the judge of that. I have some questions for you,”
“Hey, are you right-handed?” Link interrupted her and pointed to the guy's sword hand.
“Umm, yeah?” The guy did a quick look at his sword.
“You can't be the Hero, then.”
“Why's that?” both the man and Sheik asked.
“The Hero's left handed.”
Sheik clapped her hands together suddenly. “Well, you heard the scholar here,” she announced loudly. “You cannot be the Hero for the Hero is left-handed.” Before the would-be hero could respond, Sheik grabbed Link's arm and walked past him. “Bye,” she said casually, as she and Link walked away.
The would-be hero watched them, utterly confused, until he raise his hands in the air, wondering what just happened here.
Once they reached a corner, Sheik turned and started chuckling. “Left-handed! Oh, that's a good one.” She let go of his arm to give him a couple of pats on the shoulder. “That was the quickest I've ever gotten rid of a would-be hero. I should thank you.”
Sheik leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms. “So, is that part true? About the hero being left-handed?”
“Yeah,” Link answered excitedly.
“I'm surprised that university of yours teaches such things.”
“Oh no, they don't. The Legend Department focuses on the philosophy and history surrounding the Triforce.”
“Hmm,” Sheik murmured.
“But the Gossips Stone loves to talk and, well,...I love to listen.”
Sheik nodded her head. “They say being a good listener is a good quality.”
“Ah, thanks! My friends say I talk too much.”
“You do that, too. Last night you talked waaaay too much.”
“Huh...” Link started to scratch his cheek. “I guess I did.”
Sheik gave another light chuckle. “It is fine. There is nothing wrong with being enthusiast.”
Link couldn't help but smile.
“Well, I think I took up enough of your time.” Sheik gestured towards the other side of the street. “Good luck. I hope you get that job.”
Link looked up and there was the store. “Oh.” He didn't realize it was so close.
“See you at the play tonight?” she asked hopefully.
“What? Yeah! Of course.”
“Wonderful. Until later.” She started walking away. However, a new question popped into Link's head.
“Yes?” She turned around.
Link made an uneasy face. “So, I know you don't want to deal with would-be heroes...but ...what would you do if you met the real Hero?”
Sheik gave a laugh. “I certainly hope I don't. He'd soon learn I would be of no help to him.”
Sheik shrugged. “Just because I am a Sheikah does not mean I know where the witch took the princess.” Sheik glanced to the side with a melancholy look in her eyes. “Besides, if I knew how to save...Zelda from her fate I would have done so by now.” She closed her eyes.
Link took a step towards her. “Sheik, there's something else I want to talk to you about.” I know who you are. I want to help.
“And what is that, Li~”
“There you are!” a loud, booming voice announced, startling the both of them.
Sheik turned around and saw who it was. “You again?!”
There, walking up to them, was a very tall man, with broad shoulders and large biceps, however what stood out most about him was how his bright, red hair stood up in a huge pompadour.
Sheik crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at him. “Didn't I tell you to buzz off last time?”
“No. Pretty sure your big goons told me that,” the man said in a casual way.
Link could imagine Gonzo, Senza and Nudge being protective over Sheik.
“Either way,...umm...Goose, was it?”
“My apologies. So, Groose, I thought it was made clear I cannot I help you.”
“You sure didn't help, pal. I went to that valley place and there wasn't a single clue about the princess's whereabouts.”
Link looked Groose over again. He sounded like a would-be hero, but he wasn't wearing green, or a tunic, or even that funny hat the Hero was always depicted with.
“Wait...Valley? What do you mean...” Sheik's eyes shot open in terror. “You...” Her voice got very quiet. “You didn't go to the Valley of Sears did you?”
“I sure did! And there was bupkis there! Hm?” Groose looked off to the side. “Regarding the princess anyway. There certainly was a bunch of treasure there.” He patted his bag, which jingled from all the goods he acquired.
Now that was the kind of loot Link was talking about! Maybe he should go on one of those quests with a group of would-be heroes. Link gave it a thought. No. If he left he wouldn't be able to hang out with Niko and Sheik.
“You idiot!” Sheik yelled at Groose. “You could have gotten hurt! Why did you go there?”
“Because you told me the princess was chillin' there.”
“Y-you thought I was serious? I used the word 'chillin''. I also told you, immediately afterward, that was a joke and only a fool would go there!”
Groose got quiet for a moment, as Sheik glared at him. “I thought you were telling the truth hoping I would think it was lie,” he said in all honesty.
Sheik threw her hands in the air. “Done!” With that, Sheik walked way. Groose didn't follow. Even he realized his error.
Link didn't want to get involved in this, so he went across the street to apply for the job. Link sighed. Too bad that Groose guy showed up when he did. He really wanted to let Sheik knew she had an ally. Then again, maybe it was best Groose showed up. I mean, they were on a public street and what if someone overheard them talk about her bring the princess? Yeah, definitely best they got interrupted. After all, it's not like he'd never see her again. He was going to see her tonight at the play. Link smiled. A play about the Hero with special effect done by the princess. Link couldn't help but geek out over that!