Im feeling ansty today and I know I haven’t done any others but…angst calls babes
Febuwhump Day 19: “You deserve this” (Wild)
There had been too many. Too many new memories. Too many of his memories. They were not Zelda’s. There were no more pictures that she took of places to go so he could expect one. There was never a warning.
It was tiring, having to stop the entire group just to stand there. Just to be so helpless, so vulnerable. What if they got ambushed while he was having a moment? He’d be a liability, that’s what. His brothers would have to fight for their lives and his.
Wild never wanted to be a liability.
He hated these new memories. They were just another reminder of what he failed to save.
The Daruk memories, the Mipha memories, the Urbosa memories, heck, even the ones with Revali made his stomach churn violently.
He didn’t deserve a second chance. If anything, those champions that gave their very lives for Hyrule all those years ago, deserved that second chance.
“You okay over there, Champion?” He was no champion. “Champion?”
He was knocked out of his thoughts. “Oh! Um…,yeah! I’m fine!” He said.
“Seemed like you were glaring at the heavens,” The Captain said. “You made stirring stew seem infuriating.”
Wild turns his eyes away from the Captain and back to the, now boiling, stew. It was a simple meat stew. It was nothing special.
Wild let out a quick laugh. “I seem to make many things look infuriating when I space out,”
“Well, we’re gonna need you to space back in. We have a question.”
We?
“I didn’t say yes to it!” The Rancher shouted from some ways away.
We.
“What is it?”
“The newer memories you’ve gotten, were any about your family?”
Wild felt like he would space out again, just as an act this time. But he knew it wouldn’t work. The Captain was too persistent.
On the other hand, if he spoke, he probably wouldn’t stop talking and his tears would overflow the cooking pot.
He opted for option one.
He stayed silent and looked up into the stars. He didn’t blink, he never did when he was seeing a memory.
“Champion?” The Captain called. Wild felt his mentor’s palms squeeze his left shoulder.
“He’s doing it again. I said not to ask,” The Rancher sighed, taking seat next to Wild.
“Just asking about something triggers it? I had no idea,” The Captain sounded skeptical almost.
The Rancher gently took the soup laddle out of Wild’s hand and began stirring the steaming stew. It didn’t take long for the Captain to leave the two be.
When he did, Twilight’s gaze found Wild’s. “I know you’re faking. You can drop it.”
Wild didn’t know if he should’ve or not, but he did anyway. His head fell back down to look at the cooking stew as Twilight stirred it in a circle.
“To avoid?” Twilight asked in a whisper. Wild slightly nodded.
“I don’t want to talk about them,” Wild said hesitantly.
Twilight peered down at him once again. “Family is…well, family is-“
“I know what family is.”
“Family are people who you trust dearly. People who you would give your life for without question. It’s not always the people that birth you or raise you, did you know that?”
Wild stayed silent. He had a family before The Calamity destroyed everything. He had a father. He had a sister. They were happy together. He felt like he could be around them without ever being a burden. He loved them dearly.
But they were gone. All of his family were gone, but Wild would give his life for the others within a heartbeat. They’d to the same for him too.
“Wild,” Twilight placed a hand on his shoulder. “We are your family, all of us.”
Given Twilight’s definition of family, he was right.
Wild shook his head. “No. That can’t be right,” he felt tear prick at his eyes. “I don’t deserve this.”
His voice came out in more of a whisper as he started curling in on himself, wrapping his arms around his knees and his face in his chest.
Wild was in his own world while curled up. Too focused on himself and thinking about the memories and everything that it all told him.
You are lost. You should be dead with the rest of them.
Part of him felt dead. Part of him felt numb.
“Link,” It wasn’t Twilight that was talking, it was the Old Man. He knelt on his right and engulfed him in a side hug. “everyone here is family.”
“Yeah!” That was the Sailor.
Was everyone listening to the conversation?
Wild received a pat on the back next. “We are all family here. Whether it be by spirit or by blood.” That was the Captain. Wild heard some of the others snicker and chuckle behind him.
Wild felt more tear well in his eyes as the others descended down his cheeks.
“Everyone here would give their life for you, just as you would them,” That was the Veteran.
Everyone put in their piece as the others around Wild agreed. They were family, they all knew it. Even the Champion.
Wild felt Twilight’s hand rub his back. “Link, believe it or not, you deserve this. You deserve us.”
It only took seconds for Wild to be covered in eight sets of arms.
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