Summary: This story is a tale of adventures with the Hero of Time himself. Right by his side. How? I was in the game. (Note: Anyone who tells me you can't possibly get sucked into a video game is a dingbat. This is Fan FICTION!)
Categories: Fan Fiction Characters: Link (OoT & MM)
Genres: None
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 3 Completed: No
Word count: 1614 Read: 15344
Published: Jul 08, 2005 Updated: Aug 21, 2005
My Stay At Lon-Lon Ranch by Kholdstare
By the time Saria had said her farewells and I had left the Kokiri Forest (by the way, I had to forcefully knock the crap out of the kid who was guarding the entrance), I was packed and ready to go. Saria and Georgie had given me some food before I left the Kokiri Shop. Georgie had even let me have his first ever utility belt. I thanked him (and boy, you don't know how much). I had so many weapons by the time I had left, he said I needed it.
I was heading out towards Hyrule Field when I was stopped by an enormous owl. He introduced himself as Kapora Gaebora and started to talk way too much, and I had to pull out my newly aquired slingshot and seeds. You can guess what I did next. BAM! The Deku Seed had smacked this guy in the forehead and knocked him out cold. I saw two redneck-looking people head towards me out of the corner of my eye and heard them yell "Hey! That dern bird's finally out!" I decided it was best to keep going.
When I came over the hill in front of me, I saw a large castle out in the horizon. I also saw it was getting dark. I wanted to camp were I was. Or maybe I should go to the place on my left where I heard cows mooing. I thought about the second choice, despite the smell of cow patties I would smell in my sleep.
I entered the place, and as I thought, it was a ranch. A sign above me read "Lon-Lon Ranch." Then I saw the building beside me. I thought maybe I could sleep in there, in case it rained or something. It would be alot better if I stayed in there than have to smell the smelly cow cakes whom's scent wafted in the air.
I knocked, and no one answered. I knocked again. Nothing. I always wanted to do this, I thought as I kicked the door down. A man was sleeping right in front of me. I tapped him on the shoulder. He didn't answer. I yelled as loud as I could to this old fart. "GET UP AND PISS, THE WORLD'S ON FIRE!" I screamed to try and get his attention. He finally awoke. "Can't a man get a little shut-eye around here?" he asked. "Obviously not if they have guests pounding on the door. Look, can I stay the night? I'm traveling, and ain't got no where to go," I explained. "Sure," said the man. You sleep in me and Malon's room upstairs."
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