#You ask Skye answers

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OO OOO OOOO first off have a great lunch break!!

Second, for the three sentence prompt,

PITCH (I’m killing PRACTICING my singing right now so obviously I have to put a music reference)

Warriors wheezed as he stumbled off the battlefield.

“Captain, you good?” Sky asked as he approached alongside Hyrule.

The captain’s face was stained red from exertion, tears in his eyes, frightening both younger heroes - they’d never seen him in such a state.

“The—Rancher—” Warriors managed to get out before his wheezing faded and he started laughing.

This was all from laughing?

Sky and Hyrule looked at each other uncertainly. “Uh… yes? What about him?”

“That moblin’s knee nailed him,” Warriors continued, now cackling so much he let out another wheeze. “I’ve never heard his voice hit a pitch that high!”

The typically composed captain couldn’t get another word out, doubled over in hysterics, and Sky deduced quickly where Twilight must have been struck. He winced a moment in sympathy before both he and the traveler started to join their companion in laughing.

The Ordonian spent the rest of the evening glaring at them.

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Prompt: Either Time and Malon have announced they're having a baby or Malon has just had a baby and they're introducing them to the chain when Time finds some big insecurities from one of his boys he doesn't expect; Wild. Thing is, Time (and to an extent Malon as well) is the only parental figure he knows. Any memories of his parents are long gone along with any record of who they might have been so Time acting in a familial manner means a lot to Wild. But he's worried now that the man is an -actual- father that it means he'll be withdrawing that affection from the chain (himself, really) in favor of focusing on his child. Time goes above and beyond to prove him wrong.

Sky glared grumpily at the postman as he delivered mail to everyone. Legend snickered and elbowed his friend, making the usually cheery knight even more sour.

“Chin up, Sky,” Wild chuckled. “Nobody can outrun that guy from what I can figure. At least that’s what the old man says.”

Time didn’t even flinch at his mention. It wasn’t new - he tended to tune out the younger ones what they got rambunctious. But something about the intensity of which he was looking at his letter from Malon caught Wild’s attention.

“Everything okay?” Twilight asked, also picking up on it.

Time glanced at Twilight, eye fixed on the younger man, then back at the letter. Then he closed both eyes and smiled.

“It’s fine,” he said quietly, folding the letter.

“That looks like more than fine,” Warriors noted, wiggling his eyebrows. “What are you hiding, old man?”

“Is Miss Malon okay?” Wind asked, poking his head over Warriors’ shoulder, having been sitting on the ground behind the captain, who had plopped on a stump.

“She’s fine,” Time replied warmly. Then he sighed a little, gentle cheer dashed by a cool, worried gaze.

“That wasn’t very convincing,” Four whispered to Twilight.

Time glanced around at the group, now that everyone had honed in on him. Then he seemed to come to a decision, huffing a little and saying, “Since none of you seem to know how to mind your business, then I’ll tell you.”

Warriors scoffed, “I’ll have you know I am perfectly capable of minding my own business until gossip is involved.”

Hyrule laughed. “It’s pretty funny listening to people’s drama in town, honestly. But I hope there isn’t drama in your house, old man.”

“There isn’t,” Time assured him. “But there will be someone new living there.”

“Is it that Ingo guy you got mad about?” Sky asked, tilting his head to the side.

Time outright laughed. “No, Sky. No. It’s… Malon’s pregnant.”

The group went silent for a long while before it burst into excited chatter. Warriors was the first to congratulate Time, with Sky coming shortly after, followed by Four and then everyone else in quick succession. Wind excitedly asked about baby names, Sky interrogated him about what course this journey might take now, if they should find a way to return to Lon Lon Ranch—

That was probably the point that Wild felt his stomach twist into knots.

He didn’t quite know what was wrong, at first. He congratulated the old man alongside everyone else. This was a great occasion, after all. But Sky mentioning how maybe Time would want to visit Malon really made Wild realize…

Was he going to leave the group now?

Wild… didn’t want him to leave.

It wasn’t that he was particularly close to Time, more so than the others. Wild was closest to Twilight, after all. But… something about the eldest Link was… comforting. Guiding. Wild couldn’t put words to it, except that… it reminded him of… he didn’t know. He just… he couldn’t remember anything. He didn’t know anything. But the Hero of Time became a staple in his life the last few weeks, a father figure of sorts (and he knew he wasn’t alone in this—the worried disappointment that Wind was trying to hide, the way Legend suddenly became aloof as if already distancing his heart from the matter, the way Sky took four steps away from their leader after running up to him to congratulate him—these were all indications of the same sentiment) when Wild could hardly remember any family at all… and he… was going to lose him too.

He supposed the only true constant in his life was Zelda.

It wasn’t as if he didn’t know this journey would come to an end, but he hadn’t expected their group to lessen during the journey. It had been horrifying when Twilight had almost died - now Time was going to just leave them? Leave him?

Wild found he couldn’t speak after his initial words of cheer for the old man, and he started to slink away into the woods. He wandered aimlessly, shivering a little, feeling far more alone than he had in a while. He tried to cheer himself up with some kind of logical argument—even if he does leave, you still have the others, you have your brothers, you have Twilight—but none of it quite filled the hole that was quickly forming.

At least this time he’d have a chance to say goodbye.

Wild eventually made his way back to the camp just in time - Warriors had been readying to search for him, and he didn’t want to cause such a fuss. He avoided Time for the rest of the night, settling in to take first watch as everyone else went to bed.

He hadn’t expected Time to sit beside him.

“Something’s bothering you,” Time said. It wasn’t a question, but it was held in the air like an invitation.

Wild sighed. “I… wouldn’t worry about it. We’ll find a way to get you home, old man. Wouldn’t want you to miss your actual family.”

There was a period of silence, only interrupted by the crackling of the fire. Wild felt a strange ache in his chest, a longing for someone he could no longer remember. He shriveled into himself a little, shoulders slumping, letting time pass by as he looked into the flames.

“Link… I’m not going home.”

Wild didn’t register the words for a moment, still lost in his own mind and thoughts, before he blinked and glanced over at the older hero. “Wait, what?”

“My place is here,” Time explained quietly, almost what seemed gently. “I would never abandon all of you like that. I love Malon dearly, but she isn’t my only family.”

Wild wasn’t sure what to say to any of this, but the hope in his heart couldn’t be ignored, and he burst out, “You’re not leaving us?”

There was something about Time’s expression that Wild couldn’t quite read. The older hero’s eyebrows seemed to relax from their previously stern position, face softening, eye looking Wild over. “No, young one. I’m not leaving. What we will do, though, is turn back towards the town. I want to write to her. I want all of us to write to her. We’ll have to keep tabs on how she’s doing far more often.”

“Why all of us?” Wild asked.

Time reached forward, messing with the teenager’s hair as he smiled. “If I’ve had to parent all of you, then you’re certainly earning the right and responsibility to ensure your new little sister is alright.”

Wild yelped a little at the gesture before laughing a little, swatting Time away. “Sister, eh? You think it’s a girl?”

“Goddess, I hope so. I have enough boys to take care of.”

Wild’s laugh nearly woke the entire group at that remark. When he’d settled, Time smiled at him, laying a hand on his shoulder. The gesture was reassuring, a physical representation on the promise that Time hadn’t spoken. He didn’t need to. What he’d said was enough.

The ache in Wild’s chest didn’t squeeze quite so hard. But he yearned for the contact, and so he leaned forward a little, just a little, just enough to be perceived without invading the man’s space. Time understood the motion for what it was, and he smiled a little more, pulling Wild into a hug. For the briefest moment the champion felt a little silly or embarrassed at the vulnerability he’d just shown, and then he decided he didn’t care - if he truly viewed Time as a father figure then he should be comfortable showing such insecurity around him. He’d done as much with Twilight.

Twilight. Time’s descendant. Between being viewed as a brother by Twi and a son by Time, Wild actually… he really…

He let out a shuddering breath, and Time’s hand swept up and down his back slowly.

For the first time in as long as he could remember, Wild actually felt like he belonged in a group, in a team, in a family. He could imagine the Champions smiling at him, and the tears finally did fall.

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I’m questioning whether I want to do a silly word or a non silly word 😭 so I’ll let you pick between my words (if that’s okay, if not then I’m sorry)

non silly word:

toast (the bread kind)

silly word:

Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis (I think I’m funny)

ANYWAYS SIDE NOTE: HOW ARE YOU DOING?

Wind marched towards Legend with a mischievous, determined smirk, toast halfway in his mouth as his hands were full with a giant dictionary. He slammed it down on the table, nearly making Legend knock his espresso off with a jolt, and pointed to a word. “Whuff’s this, fm’rtmrf!”

Legend stared, too bewildered to even be upset. “What?”

Four looked over his shoulder to stare at the word Wind was pointing to. “Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis? Is that even a word?”

“what language did you just speak?” Wild asked, looking up from his video game, eyes wide. “Are you summoning a demon or something??”

“I heard pneumo, is this some crazy obscure disease or something?” Legend muttered.

Wind swallowed his toast and threw his hand in the air. “HA! A word you don’t know!!”

“Text it to Time, he’s the doctor, see if he knows,” Four said, crossing his arms.

Wild had his phone whipped out immediately, and everyone hovered over him, awaiting the response.

Eventually, all that he got was the confused face emoji.

“Well, that settles that,” Four noted as Wild wheezed.

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I saw you were having a bad time so here’s grandpa Abel and baby Koden 🥺🧡 hope things look up for you!

ALAJWBDKFHFCBKSWI

Smiles they’re SO CUTE

Look how squishy baby Koden’s cheeks are oh my gosh 😭

Abel’s faaaaace 😭😭😭

Gosh I wish I could scream more about this I’m just going to hold it and admire it thank you so much

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For your prompts (so excited, and congratulations btw!)- LU:

-Minish Four waking up in someone’s pocket?

-Anesthesia, but also the effects of coming out of it

-Ten year old Time who looks like he’s however old he is, keeping his true age a secret

It felt strangely stuffy.

Four wasn't entirely sure what had happened. He'd gone exploring after people had started settling in for lunch. The four hours of sleep last night hadn't really bothered him initially, but as he'd spoken to the Minish in this area, he'd felt himself start to nod off. He'd thought it was best to get back to camp as soon as he could - only a few people knew about his Minish magic, and he didn't need the group worrying because he'd gone wandering and hadn't returned.

But what had occurred since then? Four recalled the tiny river created from the trickling stream, how it attracted all sorts of creatures. He remembered a finch that had been hopping about excitedly in search for worms. He remembered deciding to settle on a rock and listen to the stream and the birds.

Had he... fallen asleep by accident? Oh, great. He was getting as bad as Sky.

But why did it feel so different now? If he'd fallen asleep, that would have been on the rock.

Something brushed against his face, or, really, had been brushing against his face since he'd awoken. Scrunching his eyes shut a moment, he slowly ran his hands down his face. It was strangely dark, though there was some vague light trying to pierce through his eyelids. But it should have been much brighter.

Oh no. How long had he been asleep?

This was when Four realized that his world was moving.

Four abruptly opened his eyes, finding that he was surrounded in what looked to be a giant blanket. At least that was what he assumed - it was cloth of some sort, but it was shifting rhythmically, and--

Four yelped as something bonked his head, and he looked up to see some strange outline pushing through the blanket. He tentatively pressed on it, and was absolutely bewildered by the hardness of it. What was that, why was the blanket moving, and--

Wait a second. He recognized the patterning on the blue fabric. It looked like what was on Twilight's sash that he wore under his belt.

Sunlight ripped into the sky all of a sudden, and Four looked up, disoriented, to see Twilight peeking at him from the corner.

Did... did he tuck Four into his sash?

"Oh, hey," Twilight said quietly, glancing around before looking back down at him. "I was wondering when you'd wake up."

"What in the--why didn't you just wake me up?" Four asked, simultaneously embarrassed and befuddled.

"Can't hear ya," Twilight replied. "You're too tiny."

"Rancher, I--"

"You were sleeping really peacefully, so I figured I'd just leave you be. But I said I'd look for you, so we're on our way back to the others."

"You'd better take me out, then, because I--"

"I figured I'd just say you were on your way and give you a bit more time to rest."

Four huffed, clawing his way up Twilight's tunic to try and climb out of his little cloth prison. Twilight laughed at him. Laughed.

"What are you doing?" the Ordonian asked, plucking Four easily by the back of his tunic.

Well, at least he was free. Four reversed the magic, feeling himself grow in size, and Twilight yelped.

Maybe he should've picked a better way to do this.

Four found himself gasping as Twilight fumbled to catch him. He was going to land just fine on his feet, but the elder hero thought he needed to still hold him, and now he was in his arms like a small child.

Four felt his face reddening. "I'm not a kid, Rancher!"

"Well, you could warn me," Twilight remarked mildly, plopping him on the ground easily. "I know you didn't sleep well last night, so I didn't want to interrupt. Sorry."

Four sighed. He was used to taking care of himself. Well. They all were used to that. Four was honestly the better team player of the group.

But he was his own team. So he still kind of took care of himself.

Anyway, the point was that... that...

That Twilight was trying to be helpful.

Four sighed yet again. "It's all right."

Twilight smiled easily, elbowing the smaller hero. "How about a ride back to the others, then?"

Four chuckled, taking the offer. "All right, that I can handle."

Twilight transformed easily, allowing Four to climb on his back, and the little hero felt his heart warm as the pair rode through the forest, the cool breeze blowing through his hair.

Four had to admit, he was quite fond of this new team he found himself in.

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I saw these mugs online and IMMEDIATELY thought of Legend and Wars in the LU in Healthcare.

🤣

HA yes, they would definitely say these things

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for the 3 sentence prompts : idioglossia

(im making uour life difficult SORRY)

“Idioglossia,” Four said triumphantly, crossing his arms in a challenge.

“Wha—how the—is that even a word??” Hyrule asked, baffled. “You can’t make up words for us to spell, that’s cheating!”

“I-D-I-O-G-L-O-S-S-I-A.” Legend said easily, mirroring Four’s smug face. “It means an invented language that only a few people know. Take that, ICU.”

Warriors whooped with Hyrule. “HA, Team Emergency wins this round!”

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Fluffy huh? How about Legend and Flora, since we mentioned how those two would be really neat together recently

Of all the interactions Wild had periodically predicted, he hadn’t seen this one.

Flora, of course, was extremely curious and eager to meet everyone. And while he knew she might have more interest in some of the heroes more so than others, he hadn’t expected her and Legend to spend literal hours talking about mixing magic with technology.

Yet here Wild stood in the kitchen of his Hateno home, watching Flora and Legend pore over books that were so numerous and scattered they covered the entire table, exchanging theories and stories, their smiles growing ever bigger with each new discovery. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen Legend so excited over anything.

Wild smiled at it, returning his attention to the stew he’d been working on. It was such a beautiful thing to see his Zelda so happy again. He always loved her smile.

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soooo... is that hints of four/dot im sensing...?

Oh yeah, Four/Dot can totally be a thing! :)

Also LOL FOREVER that the INSTANT I share something remotely Zelink you materialize into existence 😂😂😂😂😂 never change, Tellie ❤️

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For a writing prompt- skyward sword zelink but like older, middle aged parents

It was a well established fact that Link loved to sleep. However, when Zelda nudged him not-so-gently and told him that not one, but two of their adult children had dropped by to visit, it was a testament to his love for them that he immediately sprang out of bed to see them.

Link and Zelda had long come to terms with the fact that some of their children were fully grown and living their own lives, but it still made their hearts ache to see the empty rooms in their home. Any chance they could get to spend with them (and their grandchildren) was a blessing.

The fact that it was a special day today completely escaped Link's notice. He was just thrilled to see his two eldest, but he grew bemused as all his children arrived, some with their families.

"Dad... it's your birthday, remember?" His firstborn reminded him. "Did you think we wouldn't come for your big fiftieth?"

Link groaned. He didn't need a reminder that he was old.

Zelda came in at that point, laughing and cupping his cheeks with her hands. "Oh, love, it isn't that bad. I've been able to trial it a little for you, and I can guarantee nothing drastically changes."

It certainly felt like something drastic was going to happen. Turning fifty was terrifying. Link had noticed the subtle changes as he'd aged, how he didn't heal as quickly, how he couldn't bounce back from a two hour nap like he used to. Nothing was debilitating, though his old wounds bothered him far more now, but...

"My back hurts," he grumbled just to elicit laughter from his family. It wasn't exactly a lie, anyway.

Dinner was wonderful, but the greatest blessing of all was just to have his family there, together. Link basked in the warmth of it, and he noticed the gentle smile Zelda directed at him as she watched everything unfold. As everyone started to settle around a warm fire in the den, Link slinked into the kitchen where his beloved was cleaning up (one of their daughters had helped with the majority of it, but she’d eventually shooed her out).

“This was your doing, wasn’t it?” He asked quietly.

Zelda remained silent, which was the most telling thing of all. It was rare for his beloved to be quiet in a conversation. Link couldn’t hide the loving smile, the way his head tilted, and Zelda giggled at the sight of it.

“I love you, Dove,” she finally said, pulling him into a hug, hands soaking wet and saturating his shirt as she held him.

Link laughed, nuzzling her forehead with his cheek as he hugged her in return. “I love you too.”

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I don’t have time to do a full illustration but here’s Abel reading to Link and Mipha in their blanket fort <3

APAJDNDOSBWNEIRHT AAAHHHH THEYRE SO CUUUUTE 😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

SMILES THEY—aowjwbroffjshow this is absolutely PRECIOUS, thank you so much 😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I’M HUGGING THIS ART ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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it’s always so fun to find other fic writers in healthcare!! love all that you’ve written so much- your healthcare au gives me life. everyone’s roles make so much sense.

it got me thinking of other possible roles I could see the guys fitting into. I think Legend would be a good fit for a cardiologist- very smart, often haughty or unapproachable seeming at first, will throw hands with any other doctor ever, but ultimately doing everything possible to get the best outcome. Hyrule could also fit into the role of a child life specialist super well, or a social worker- knows how to talk to and comfort everyone, especially younger kids, and has connections everywhere possible. I could also see Wars (and i’m biased here) as an oncology nurse. I feel like he has the heart that onc requires, the willingness to learn to know and love patients who may have poor prognoses, the ability to shut emotion away when presented with inevitable horrors.

(legend and four preferring night shift btw? your brain is huge for that. and correct.)

anyway- THANK YOU for your words and for your ideas. I’ve been eating up this au and your other fics as well, and i’m so excited to see what’s next! good luck with your work and your studies!

Legend as a cardiologist is a hilarious notion 😂 this means Wars would have to be a nephrologist so they could get into fights LOL

I’m so happy you’re enjoying it! :D And God bless anybody who does oncology, I could never handle it 🥴

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Prompt: Leaf/leaves!

”Now, watch carefully, Wind, there’s an art to this,” Warriors advised before charging ahead. Something happened in the motion of leaping into the leaf pile they had just raked, and the military nurse gasped a little as he fell head first into the foliage.

“Uh, Wars, you good?” Wind asked, approaching the leaf pile.

A groan emitted from the colorful little mountain. “Think I pulled something….”

“HA!” Legend roared. “‘Art to it’ my foot! What are we calling that, then, the Old Man Strut?”

“Shut the hell up, Ledge.”

“Uh… do we need to take you to the doctor?” Wind asked hesitantly, leaning over the pile to even try to find his friend.

“I give it a 8/10, by the way,” Twilight called, though he poked at the pile with his foot. “Seriously, though, you good?”

“If either of you even so much as consider taking me to a doctor over a sprained muscle, I will end you,” the leaf pile hissed.

“He’s not getting up,” Wind whispered notably.

“Eh, he’ll be fine,” Legend waved a dismissive hand. “Watch this. Okay, Wars, if you don’t get out of the pile we’re calling Time.”

A hand emerged immediately, grasping desperately at loose leaves and twigs to drag himself out. “Don’t you dare.”

“Dang, the Holy Spirit himself came down and healed him,” Sky snickered. “Legend, you’re a miracle worker, Lazarus is back from the dead!”

The leaf pile grew a pair of blue eyes, glaring at them. “I hate all of you.”

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If you're okay with it, maybe HW Link and Fierce having a quiet moment? They're an underrated pair.

Link was supposed to be alone for this mission.

It had been a straightforward one, at least. He was investigating enemy movements and gathering intel. It was pointless to drag the other two younger heroes along, and he’d wanted them to rest. Instead, someone had tagged along, and when Link argued the boy couldn’t keep up because he was younger and needed sleep, the little forest sprite had taken it as a challenge.

He really should have known better than to escalate the matter, honestly. There was a reason he usually let Proxi do the talking. He supposed he’d have to learn to be better with his words.

In either case, here he sat amidst rocks near a cliffside, in the chilly dark, with a war god.

Well. A supposed war god. The Fierce Deity had proven he was far more of a Mother Hen than anything else.

But tonight the pair was quiet. They were both on the hunt, watching for enemy movements. It wasn’t until the moon was starting to make its descent towards the horizon that the deity finally spoke.

”You should get some rest.” The deity’s voice, even when spoken so quietly, held such power that it seemed to electrify the air. Nevertheless, his eyes, though blanket and otherworldly, were tranquil, lulling Link in as he looked at him.

The hero shook his head. “We still haven’t caught sight of them. They should be coming through here. I’m not going to sleep on the job.”

“I commend your resolve, little soldier,” Fierce noted. “But I can stay awake longer than you.”

“Don’t you need your sleep too?” Link questioned before narrowing his eyes. “And your host definitely does.”

“Shifts, then,” Fierce conceded. “I will not allow you to stay up all night.”

Link bristled a little, but he also knew that arguing was pointless. He’d learned that with the mythical being by now. Sighing heavily, he rolled his eyes, defeated. “Fine.”

As Link slowly curled in on himself to try and stay warm on the dirt and gravel, he noticed Fierce still watching him. He tried to ignore him a moment before finally asking, “What’s wrong?”

“You look different than when I last saw you,” Fierce noted, a strange intonation in his words. It wasn’t just an observation, there was some kind of emotion behind it.

Link blinked, confused.

“War changes everyone,” Fierce muttered, looking out at the road below. “I forgot how much it hurts youth. Get some rest, little soldier. I’ll keep you safe.”

The lamentation hit Link like a splash of water, and he felt both guilty and touched. He wondered, for a moment, how much the war had changed him. “Does it do the same to you?”

Fierce was motionless for a moment before smiling a little. “My purpose is to protect.”

“As is mine,” Link affirmed determinedly.

The deity chuckled now, ruffling LInk’s hair, catching the hero off guard. “So it is, Hero.” There was a fondness in his face now, between the small smile and the way his painted eyebrows relaxed, the creases of his forehead disappearing. “Get some sleep, Link.”

Link’s chest was warm as he shuffled closer to the deity, settling in to rest under his protective care, hair still frazzled from being ruffled. He didn’t bother fixing it, smiling instead.

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How about the word... paw!

-Sky Floor

Time gently massaged his descendant’s paw as the wolf whined a little in discomfort. He couldn’t change back, not in front of everyone, and so he was left limping along after scraping it against a fallen sword during a fight. The wound was marginal, but it bothered him enough to elicit a yelp when he’d first been hurt, which immediately sent everyone running his way.

“Poor Wolfie,” Wind lamented, clearly wanting to pet him and comfort him. “He’s gonna be okay, right?”

“It’s just a scratch,” their captain assured the young sailor. “He’ll be better in no time, don’t worry.”

Twilight’s ears peeled back, seeming to be ashamed that he’d attracted so much attention. But his canine form couldn’t hide pain with a small hiss or choked back gasp, and another whine came out as Time gently moved his hands.

“Sorry, pup,” he said softly before managing to find a way to hold the paw in a manner that didn’t hurt.

Twilight sighed, resigned to his fate, lowering his head on Time’s lap, blue eyes staring ahead pointedly to avoid looking at anyone.

Sky managed to sneak around their leader, leaning down to hug Wolfie. When Twilight let out a surprised growl, which likely would have translated to an exasperated quip, the Skyloftian was unperturbed.

Time had to remind himself that Sky wasn’t accustomed to many wild animals that they knew. He wondered where the boy actually came from. “He doesn’t want to be held.”

Sky glanced up at Time, looking a little hurt, and the elder hero sighed. Twilight could sense it too, and he mirrored his ancestor before his tail thumped once invitingly.

Sky took the invitation for what it was, snuggling in the fur and trying to comfort his friend. Wind didn’t hesitate to join.

Time laughed as the wolf let out a grunt of annoyance.

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Being tired has got me thinking about Sky, and wondering why he's frequently singled out as the sleepy/chronically exhausted one.

Most Zelda games start with Link sleeping, so that's not it. Maybe because he's canonically been called out on it? But I think Navi did the same thing to Time, so probably not that either.

Though I suppose Sky's introduction could have left more of an impression. The limited stamina meter could also be another excuse, but Wild has a stamina meter as well, though his can be upgraded unlike Sky.

Idk, just random thoughts as I'm trying to find the energy to get up and do stuff. This particular one comes around to bug me every now and again.

I do agree that most Zelda games start with Link sleeping, but I think there are some other context things that make everyone peg Sky as the "sleepy one."

Navi does call Time out for sleeping, but this is her first time meeting him, he's a literal child, and she's in a hurry because the Deku Tree sent her. Meanwhile, Sky's friends all tease him for this being a consistent issue of his, the lady who makes meals for the knight students literally says Link slept in too late for breakfast (LOL SO RELATABLE), and he's called "sleepyhead" by Zelda.

The stamina meter definitely plays into it as well, especially since it drains so easily. Wild's can be improved, and it starts at Sky's highest stamina point, while it's implied Wild is starting out pretty weak from the Shrine. Though, I will say, Sky can hold his breath for a long time, and he swims quite well without tiring. I know that's a game mechanic, but so is the stamina wheel, and swimming takes a lot of energy - Wild can drown from stamina loss, whereas any other Link who can swim does not have that problem. Again, this is likely just Nintendo trying to both be a bit more realistic and also give some limitations/challenges for the game, but still, Sky does technically win in that category.

But another context clue for Sky is his idle animation. He's the only Link that I know of who just immediately starts falling asleep when he sits down LOL. It's hilarious and adorable. But also, the theme of his game is kind of intertwined with his "laziness" as well - he's a chill, laid back guy, and because of this he's pegged as being too slow by Impa when Zelda almost gets killed (Impa, Link was fighting a lava rock monster ok?? YOU SNUCK BY IT.), and after that point Link is nonstop running and trying to chase her down. At the end of the game, Ghirahim laments and snaps that Link's too quick for his own good, which is such a payoff. But the point of my rambling about this is that he sleeps the instant he sits down, and honestly, it probably only gets worse as he wrecks himself to keep up during his adventure.

Here's to hoping you can get some more stamina than Sky and feel a little better <3 Sucks being so exhausted