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The Flowers Rage

“Hey Zelda,” Link called from his spot outside their house in Akkala. Both he and Zelda were lying side by side on their backs by the side of the house, their legs both pointing toward Death Mountain.

Both of them were bathing in the gentle early morning sun, it felt like warm and gentle kisses that covered their exposed skin.

There had been a long, comfortable silence between them following a welcome discussion concerning each of their students back at Hateno Village. They talked about each of their personalities, their likes, dislikes, their quirks.

But then came a moment where there was nothing left to say, so they simply didn’t say anything, letting the gentle rush of wind fill the silence for them.

Zelda’s eyes were closed, one would think she’d already fallen asleep baking in the soft sunlight.

“Hmm? She mumbled sleepily, deep within her throat.

Link smirked at the sky, his eyebrows rose slightly with mischief. “Wanna bet?”

The playfulness behind his tone caught Zelda’s attention, her eyes shot open but immediately shot close as the bright sun assaulted her eyesight.

“What is the bet?” Zelda asked curiously, almost afraid of what Link might be conspiring.

Link’s back shot upright, sitting up, pressing his hands on the grass behind him to hold him up. He looked down at her using a moment to simply stare at her pretty face, smiling. He chuckled gently.

“A challenge,” Link winked. Still, his tone and the little naughty glint in his eyes didn’t do anything to bring her comfort.

Zelda narrowed her eyes. “Go on…”

“Whoever can paraglide to Tarrey Town the fastest gets to make the other person do a dare.” He was already on his feet, as if Zelda had agreed to the notion already.

“What are you planning? You seem so sure you’re going to win, what if I win?” Zelda looked up at him, who had his arms in a stretching motion, like was getting ready for the race.

“I’m not planning anything…” He mumbled, not able to meet her eyes.

Zelda rose to her feet, groaning, for she hadn’t really used them all morning. She gave both her ankles a quick shake to get some feeling back into it.

Zelda grinned, walking to Link and putting a hand on his shoulder, raising an eyebrow.

“What is this about?” She demanded,

“Nothing, I just want to race and have some fun,” He put his hands up in the air above his head, feigning innocence.

“Well, In that case…” Zelda gave a long pause for effect, “Ready set go!” Zelda said quickly, and she turned on her heels towards the edge of the hill. Before Link was even able to move, Zelda was already off the edge, paragliding towards the village. She was giggling as she made her way down.

Link ran, quickly trying to catch up, still trying to process Zelda’s trickery on him. She was too smart for her own good and had tricked him at his own game.

“Hey! T-that’s not fair! You were supposed to wait for us both to go at the same time!” He yelled after her, jumping off the edge of the hill on his own, but Zelda was so far ahead of him that he knew he had no hope.

“Okaaaay slowpoke!” He heard distantly yelled back at him from her.

Link grumbled softly to himself as he watched Zelda’s feet touch the ground while he was still hanging in the air.

She snapped her paraglider away, turning around to face him as he touched down second. Giggling behind her hand. “So, what was it? Your bet, tell me once more?” She taunted him, with a large grin on her face.

“You get to give me a dare,” He mumbled, almost so that Zelda couldn’t hear, but she heard him alright.

“So... I get to tell you a dare then?” She prodded further, testing his buttons.

He glared at her, “ You cheated,” He crossed his arms across his chest, pouting his lips like a child.

“Did not, you were just slow”

“Hmph,”

“Okay, here is your dare. I dare you to go to Magda, the flower lady, and pluck a bunch of them and bring them to me. Oh you know how much I love flowers,” She added the last bit for extra effect.

Link’s jaw dropped open, his blood ran cold all over his body. “No, please. Don’t send me to Flowerblight Ganon, she hates me already, I won’t come back alive please,” Link fell to his knees, begging her dramatically.

Zelda merely laughed “Flowerblight Ganon?.” She snorted under her breath.

“Yes…. I mean that she’s a dark, evil entity, I swear to you, Zelda..”

Pulling him to his feet and again, showing no mercy. “A bet is a bet, and a dare is a dare. Now, go fetch me some pretty flowers from Magda would you? I’m in desperate need of them. And I’ll be watching to make sure they’re fresh from Magda don’t you worry,” She slid her body up his arm looking up at him with innocent eyes.

Link grunted, shaking her off his arm, seeing no other way out. “Fine. We’ll warp with the Purah Pad,’ He said, his voice was quiet now, knowing he was about to see the face of inevitable doom.

)()()()()()(

“Alright Link, I’ll be waiting right here, and don’t you even think about going to find flowers that aren’t Magda’s. ‘llI see everything from here.”

Both Link and Zelda arrived at Floret Sandbar by paragliding from Morok Shrine. It was a short distance to fly, and now they were perked on a gentle hill, where Zelda could easily oversee Link’s action as he followed through with the dare.

“Yeah yeah I got it, I won’t.” He was still gritting out every word through his teeth. He thought this whole thing was insanely prejudiced, this was his own game for the goddess’ sake! He was supposed to be daring Zelda. Not the other way around.

So here he was walking calmly up to the small square of purple wildflowers, eyeing each one, wondering which of the many would be the easiest to access.

There was the lady, hunched over the patch of flowers, as always. And the brown hair, green dress were giving him flashbacks that he’d rather not remember.

As he crouched down quietly, His heart was pounding in his chest, his stomach twisted, his palms were sweating. Goddesses he was scared.

It couldn’t be that hard. She seemed rather preoccupied with what she was doing, tending to her flowers, sooo if he was just inconspicuous enough, and simply bent down and swiped one away while she was busy…

“Hey!”

Link froze. Mid crouch.

“Just what do you think you’re doing?” A terrifyingly chilling voice spat at him coldly.

He winced in horror. He’d been caught.

He swore to himself and the goddess that he heard soft giggling coming from the hillside from behind him.

Link straightened up quickly, straightening out his shirt, and clearing his throat. “Oh. Um, I was just… uh. A-Admiring the wildflowers of course ma’am. T-they look very… Pretty,”

Magda narrowed her eyes at him, her hands resting firmly on her waist, she studied him crossly, causing him to shift on his feet nervously, his heart picking up its pace again.

“I’ve seen you before… It’s you, isn’t it?! The one who’s always showing up and slaughtering all these innocent beings for no good reason! First you step on them, then you cut them down… poor things. And then you tried to burn them down with your little contraption. These are living people with living feelings they don’t deserve to be mercilessly executed by heartless people like you! They’re shaking in fear, screaming out in pain everytime you hurt them or cut them, or step on them!” She sobbed loudly, tears really fell. Her heart, broken for her flowers.

“That’s what the flowers would be wailing if only they could wail.”

“They feel things like everyone else, they have lives worth living. I’m giving you a warning, don’t hurt them again.” Through her tears, Link could have sworn he could see malice or something that filled the woman’s eyes. And was she threatening him? He’d seen what she was capable of and that’s what scared him the most.

He turned around, looking at Zelda for mercy. She all but looked back down at him, shrugged, and smiled evilly at him.

“Hylia above,” He swore. He needed to strategize. Going straight for them wasn’t going to do.

He apologised briefly to the flower lady before ducking behind a large piece of rock and looking before the flower bed to see how he was going to pull it off. If only he could get in without her spotting him.

What if… he came up from behind her, then snatched a flower from his place behind her and ran. It was the only plausible plan, for at every other angle she’d see him.

He quickly changed out of his clothes, replacing it with the Sheikah Stealth Armour, to give him the best shot possible at getting the flowers.

He snuck around Magda, again, she seemed too preoccupied with her flower tending so that was the easy part. Once he was directly behind her, though not so close that he was breathing down her neck, he crouched down low, spying which one he wanted to take. Once the target had been acquired, he leaped forward with his feet and plucked it from the dirt then he planned to turn and flee as quickly as his feet would carry him back to Zelda.

But as he turned around to flee, he was met face-to-face with Flowerblight Ganon.

He yelped in surprise, his throat clawed at him with fear. How did she do it? Wasn’t she just…?

“You just killed an innocent soul!” She screamed in his face, she’d exerted so much force with her breath that his hair blew backward and his ears were in pain now.

She took a step forward, too close to him for his liking, forcing him to step back, leaning away from her as far as he could.

“How. Dare. YOU,” She growled, the fury was steaming off of her with each step forward she took which had him walking backward dangerously close to the riverbank behind him.

“How many times have I told you? They’re in pain! They hurt! They’re screeching as you pull them from the ground, their life source, their SUSTENANCE. Don’t touch us! Don’t step on us! Don’t hurt us!”

“That’s what they would be screaming if they could scream!”

Link looked up towards the hill, he could see Zelda rolling on the floor, laughing out loud uncontrollably as she watched the scene unfold.

Flowerblight Ganon looked down at his hand, which was holding onto the stolen flower.

“That was an innocent life you just took, their blood is in YOUR hands. This cannot go unpunished.” She closed her eyes as she said this, her voice was eerily calm for his liking.

Link gulped, how cryptic what was that supposed to mean?

“Behold! THE WRATH OF THE FLOWERS. This death will be avenged!” She screamed towards the sky. She charged forwards, her head rammed into his chest and Link fell backward, losing his balance… and into the water behind him.

“OOF!” He cried, winded by the sudden blow and he was now soaking wet to the bone in his skin-tight Sheikah armour. He fell into the rushing water with a loud SPLASH. And the current was taking him out towards the river. He panicked, he had to quickly get out.

With the now wilting flower in his hand, he swam back towards the shore. It wasn’t too hard, but he was still reeling from what he’d just seen happen.

As he was hauling himself over the river bank, he heard a familiar voice.

“Link! Did you get my flowers?” He looked up to see Zelda running down the hill towards him.

She was holding back a laugh as she approached him, She held out her hand to him offering to help him to his feet. He didn’t miss the way her eyes scanned all over his body, most likely because his now wet armor, which was already tight to begin with was practically outlining every small crevice of his body.

She stared at him for a moment, before bursting out into laughter once again. She laughed so hard that she had to hold onto his shoulder to support her as she doubled over to control herself.

“Link. I’m so sorry, but that. Was the funniest thing I think I’ve ever seen over millennia.” Zelda cackled, her face going red as she couldn’t properly breathe through her laughter.

Link, understandably didn't seem to find anything funny about it.

“Oh you poor thing you’re shivering, let us go back and dry you off. ” Zelda remarked sympathetically as he shivered on the spot. His arms crossed tightly over his chest to keep the warmth in. She tried to pull him by the arm but he didn’t move

Link looked at her for a long moment before holding his hand out to her. The purple, dying flower was in his hand.

“I-i got y-our f-flower,” He gritted out through his chattering teeth.

Zelda gasped, looking at the wilting flower, he’d done it, though at a great cost. She almost felt bad for making him do so. He did it for her.

“It’s perfect, I love it thank you,” She took the flower in her hands before pulling out the Purah Pad so they could warp back home.

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Once they’d made it back home, Link went to dry himself off and change out of his soggy Sheikah armor while Zelda went to coax the fireplace inside so when Link was finished he could sit before it and warm up.

Zelda had pulled out a few snacks for them to enjoy while they sat and enjoyed the fireplace together.

Once Link was done changing, he quickly went outside to hang his wet clothes on a line and then he ducked back in to see Zelda sitting by the fireplace surrounded by several snacks. Waiting for him.

“Link, come. Join me.” She beckoned him over to her.

As he drew closer to where she sat, he noticed something, the purple flower, which was holding onto its last breath, had been placed on top of her left ear. He smiled. She looked good with it on, even if it was dying.

Zelda patted the spot beside her, indicating for him to sit there.

He sat, groaning as he lowered himself onto the floor, he shut his eyes, enjoying the warmth from the fire before him, sighing.

“I’m sorry for making you do that,” Zelda said softly, looking down. “I feel terrible,”

Link smiled gently. “Don’t be. It was all part of the game. The important thing is that you had a good laugh. I’m glad you got a kick out of that,” He chuckled.

Zelda merely nodded once, gazing up at him fondly.

He felt a tickle tug at his scalp. He looked to the side, finding Zelda toying with his wet hair.

He looked at her, confused.

“You have beautiful hair, you know? Albeit a bit messy, I’ll admit, but it reminds me of wheat. Tabantha Wheat. The smell, the colour…” She brought a lock of his hair to her nose, breathing in the scent, sighing.

Link didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know he had nice hair. But if the princess said so, then he supposed he did. He didn’t mind her fingers tangling themselves within his locks, he liked it. Her soft, gentle touch was bliss to him. He leaned into her touch unconsciously.

“May I braid it?” She asked softly, running all five fingers down the length of his hair.

“Sure,” He replied.

Zelda turned her body so she was somewhat behind him. She took a lock of his hair and twisted it, twisting again, then grabbing more hair and twisting it once more, repeating this process until she reached the bottom.

“Do you have your elastic?”

Link wordlessly pulled his blue elastic from his wrist, handing it to her.

“Thank you,”

Then she tied off her work down the bottom. Then, she took her flower from her ears and slid it on top of his ears.

She nodded, pleased with her work. “Perfect,” She sighed and moved back to her spot beside him. And rested her head on his shoulder.

There both of them sat, by the warm fire, in each other's embrace, surrounded by snacks.

And a wilting flower.

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Thank you for reading if you read this far! I hope you enjoyed this, and if you have, thank you!!! your support means everything to me <3

Also, there is no symbolism to the wilting flower lol, I just added it there for the aesthetic value of the story loll XD

I LOVED writing the characterization of Magda/Flowerblight Ganon, it was so funny and fun to write. Thank you for reading again! I hope you found this at least funny ahahahaa.

Sadly, we're almost at the end of this posting streak :( But we still have one more coming on the 18th!

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