Legend of Zelda Seven Minutes in Heaven Deity Link

        “You know something? I just noticed that there are a lot of different Links in here. It's kind of giving me the creeps.” Midna shuddered, quickly floated around the room and jumped into your lap. “Why don't you get one of them out of here? That would be a little less creepy.”

With Midna still holding tightly to your shirt, you stood up and grabbed the leather sack. You can let go of me now. I don't think I'd be much protection anyway.” A soon as Midna let go of you, you started searching for an item. Something shaped like a coin, but much larger caught your attention. You lifted it into your hand and looked for a clue as to who it might belong to. It was made of a soft wood, with a dragon carved in the center of both sides. “I'm not sure whose this is. I don't think anyone here owns a pet dragon.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw someone move. One of the many Link persona's stood. He had vivid white hair and eyes. The closer he got to you, the taller you realized he was. “Ready?”

“Oh, you got one of the most awesome Links. That's really not fair.” Midna half swooned, but still managed to make it to the closet door to let you inside. “Have fun with your tall, powerful partner. I'll just be out here, daydreaming.” As soon as Link ducked down through the doorway the door was shut tight.

He sat down across from you, but very close. His face was uninterested and stern, unlike the Link you knew. Still, you weren't about to let him ruin this. “You're the Fierce Deity Link right?” You squinted your eyes, trying to focus them in the darkness. “I need to get some of those masks. If they can make you grow a foot and a half, I can only imagine what else they could do.”

“The masks aren't playthings.” His voice was lower than the other Link's too. “An unprepared person could wreak havoc if they got their hands on one of these.”

“Oh, but you were prepared right?” You leaned in closer ans stared at his face. “Where is the mask anyway?” Placing your hands on his face, you felt around for any indication that he was wearing something on his face. “I don't feel a mask. Are you even Link? You really don't look that much like him either.”

“If I'm not Link, then who do you suppose I am?” Crossing his arms at his chest, Link looked down at you with his piercing white eyes. “You wouldn't happen to be calling me an imposter, would you?” He leaned down closer to you as if daring you to challenge him.

His attempt at intimidating you failed completely. You found him adorable when he tried to be stern like this. Unable to help yourself, you grabbed his face, pretended to once again look for the mask, and  without warming, kissed him directly on the lips. As soon as your lips touched his, his facade broke apart. Link quickly jerked back, revealing his blushing, red face. “Nope, I believe you. You're definitely the real deal. Only the real Link blushes like that.”

A quick clearing of the throat and Link's seriousness returned, albeit a complete act. “Good, then you have your proof now and can stop questioning me.”

“I don't know.” You leaned towards him again, smiling wickedly. “I think I should kiss you one more time, just to be sure that last blush wasn't a fluke.”

“You have done quite enough kissing.” Midna floated in and hovered between you and Link. “Now get out of the closet already.” You and Link both stood to leave. “Not you Link.” Grinning Midna pulled at Link's tunic. “You could stay in here if you wanted.”

He snorted. “No thank you. Besides, you have a game to conduct.” Link ducked out of the closet and followed you back to your seat. Looking down at you, he did his best to hide a grin. “If you require more proof that I am in fact Link, I'm more that willing to submit myself to more of your tests.”