《(Discontinued) Unexpected (BoTW Link x reader)》Chapter 13
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(Your POV)
You and Link past the shrine in front of the town. It gotten a bit dark out and you could feel the cool air replace the previously warm air.
"Dang, it got cold fast."
"Oh, come on, Link. Its just a slight breeze." At that exact moment, the breeze became a soft wind, then quickly a strong gust. The force of the wind began lifting the sand around you and blowing directly at your face. Unfortunately, the wind was going opposite of you, so you and Link both got the worst of it.
"Slight breeze my ass," he stated with a slight smirk. As the two carried on, you managed to sneak past many lone Lizalfos, but was eventually cornered by two Lizalfos and one Bokoblin. One electric Lizalfos, a single white one, accompanied by the blue-skinned pig-like beast.
"Oh dear," Link said with an uncertain voice.
As Link pulled his sword, you equipped your bow, pulling it back. But, you lowered it once again. What if...
"Link, step back." He looked at you and immediatly caught on. He nodded and followed your order. You, too, stepped back a few feet. Raising your bow, you aimed the arrow at the horn of the electric Lizalfos. Within an instant, a ball of electricity expanded from the monster. Not only did this damage the beast you shot at, but the electricity forced the other two to stop in their tracks, shaking from the pure electricity they were just exposed to. With your royal bow, the blow to the electric Lizalfos brought him down to half health. You let one more arrow fly, leaving it dead on the desert sand. Now to deal with the remaining enemies...
"You get the Bokoblin, I'll take care of the Lizaolfos." It was your turn to follow orders, so you did as you were told. You hit the pig directly in the head, killing it instantly. You then turned to your partner in crime and assisted him in finishing off.
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"Haha, rad! They didn't even stand a chance," Link laughed. He held a hand up and you accepted the high-five. Maybe a little too aggressively, though. Ouch. That stings.
"Okay. Onwards?" you asked while placing your bow on your back.
"Actually, I was thinking we should set up camp. Im getting tired, and my stomach is making it very clear I need food."
"Now that you mention it, I'm hungry too. Alright, you take care of the fire, I'll set out the ingredients for tonight's dinner." And with that, you both got to work. You couldn't stop yourself from glancing at Link quite often. At one point, you looked up and saw Link staring back.
"Uh, is there something on my face?" you questioned as you raised your hand to your face.
"Nah, you just look really pretty in the moonlight." He then returned to his work without another word.
"Oh," you whispered.
(Link's POV)
(Y/N) didn't give much of a response. It was a little weird, I guess. Anyhow, you continued on with setting up the camp. The wood was still a little damp from you messing in the waterfalls in Gerudo Village, making it a bit difficult to start a fire.
You notice (Y/N) glancing at you often, so you decided to speak up.
"You good?"
"What? Oh, sorry, yeah, all good." She gave an awkward smile.
"Well, I've just about got the fire going. You got the food ready?"
"Oh! Food! Yes. I think. Uh," she began counting off fingers, examining the food items she had out. "Yes, I believe so. Wait, no. Im missing something... I don't know what it is. I just know I'm missing something."
Flames finally took over the pile of wood, giving off a warm, cozy effect.
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"Lemme see," you scooted closer to her and joined her in carefully examining the various ingrediants. You pointed at an area with no ingrediants within it. "There."
"What's supposed to be there?" she leaned forward and began going through her bag, picking up every food item inside.
"The ingrediants for cake, of course!" you beamed with a huge, doofy smile.
She sighed a small laugh before responding.
"Fair enough. I think we both deserve it. I need some sort of pot, though. Do you have anything that would work?"
"Not on me, no. I think I could make something. Some wood and rocks should do the trick." And with that, you stood up and brushed the sand off your clothes. There were plenty of rocks around, so that was no problem. You also had lots of wood in your bag. Wrapping the wood in twine to have them stay together made a perfect stand for an extremely flat-topped rock.
"There you go, m'lady," you said with a bow.
"Why, thank you sir!" she responded with a curtsy. You both let out a fairly obnoxious laugh, quickly destroying any lingering tension.
After dinner, you set up sleeping bags, as per usual. Looking at your sheika slate, it read 11:00pm. Definately time to sleep.
"Alright, I'm ready to sleep. What about you?" you yawned.
"I think I'll stay up a bit longer. Keep an eye out, ya know?" You nodded your head and let your eyes finally rest.
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