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Ss zelink with prompt 27 PLEASE

thank you for your patience!!! i was trying to imagine how they would tell each other that zelda was pregnant when link doesn’t talk and there may not be many ways to tell down on the surface of hyrule. but then i remembered the lore surrounding loftwings, and this was the result!

27. “I’m pregnant.”

title: Little Loftwingwords: 2.1kgame: Skyward Sword

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Many, many years had passed since Demisehad been conquered and sealed once and for all in the divine blade of theMaster Sword. Many, many years had passed since Link had promised to stay byZelda’s side on the Surface of Hyrule for the rest of their lives. They hadgrown and matured and loved, and had made a home for themselves together.

They were finally free from the clutches offate.

After Demise had been vanquished, itwas on the outskirts of the Sealed Grounds that the people of the sky decidedto create a new beginning below the clouds, and had worked laboriously to builda small town – little enough to make the gigantic land below their feet seem ashomely as Skyloft had been.

The town was suitably named: ‘Venterra’, torepresent the falling of their once beloved residence in the sky to restamongst the trees – quite the opposite to ‘Skyloft’.

Humble cottages surrounded the GoddessStatue, and it was not long until the simple and quiet village flourished intoa bustling community. The first children born on the land began to grow intoplayful, flighty things, and the sky once again flourished in color as aplethora of baby Loftwings made their way to Venterra to find their new, infantilecompanions.

Even on the earth, this ancient ritual wasstill a regular occurrence.

Within their cozy and homely cottage, Zeldalay curled up in Link’s arms, the sheets of their bed skewed. For Spring, theweather had been surprisingly hot, and the physical contact was enough to keepthem warm. Deep in sleep, they did not even notice the light of the new day asit splashed through the windows in their bedroom.

It was so very quiet, as the people ofVenterra basked in the sun and let their minds wander. Only the occasional cryof a cricket disturbed the tranquility. Not even the fluttering of Loftwingscould be heard. They nestled outside their companion’s homes, resting.

Everything was still. Everything was calm.Not a single creature stirred.

Except when they did.

Suddenly, Link was roused from his slumber,as something large nuzzled into the crown of his hair. Opening his eyesgroggily, he looked up to see the massive beak of his crimson-feathered friend,poking their head through the special trapdoor built into the back wall oftheir room, above their bed. He smiled sleepily and stroked the massive animal,wondering what it was doing. Looking back down at Zelda, noticing her chestrise and fall softly with sleep, his eyes softened.

Her hair lay sprawled out on the bed,golden strands shimmering with a divine glow in the sun’s rays. Her lashesfluttered gently in her sleep, deep in the midst of a dream. Her lips wereslightly parted, her breaths even and calm. She looked every bit as divine asGoddess Hylia herself, especially in sleep.

He quietly slipped out of bed, deciding toleave her to rest for a bit longer.

Getting ready without disturbing Zelda andstepping outside to properly greet his Loftwing, Link turned the corner towardsthe nest adjacent to their home when he stopped in his tracks. He was met withan unexpected surprise. Taking in the scene in front of him, eyes widened and browsraised underneath his bangs, it took him a moment to understand what he saw.Yet when he did, realization glowed on his features, and a smirk lined hislips.

There, huddled between the two, largerbirds in their shared nest was a smaller one that was not normally there. Thecreamy white creature shook its head upon Link’s arrival and gave an innocentchirp, leaving the nest and stepping towards him. It had been so long sinceLink had seen a baby Loftwing up close – not since he himself was a child –that he almost forgot what one looked like, and acted like for that matter. Thechick ruffled its fluffy down and rubbed its head against him, asking for hisattention.

It was purely out of impulse that he leaneddown to pick up the baby bird, which was about the size of a large Remlit. Itsat comfortably in his arms, settling in the nest-like hold, and his crimsonLoftwing gave an understanding chirp.

This was a new baby Loftwing, and it hadcome to their home. It was looking for a new baby Hylian.

Link let a small laugh escape him, hoistingthe heavy chick into a more comfortable position. The creature twitteredsleepily, enjoying the warmth of his body, knowing that it had found the rightplace.

This, he told himself, he had to showZelda.

Yet as soon as he had this thought,something more startling struck him. If anyone else saw what he was holding,the other residents of Venterra would instantly understand what had happened.Trying to conceal the small Loftwing in his arms, a light blush crossed his cheeksand he scanned the area. Luckily, due to the hazy heat of the day, hardlyanyone was out, and those who were dozed lazily on the benches or in theirfront yards.

No one had seen.

Hastily, he took the baby bird inside.

The front door shut louder than heexpected, and Link winced. The tiny Loftwing was disturbed from their nap andsquawked in shock. He tried desperately to calm the creature, fearing that hehad woken Zelda. With his finger pressed to his lips in an attempt to hush the chick,he heard a murmur come from the room next-door.

“Link? Is that you?” Zelda asked quietly, “What’reyou doing? Come back to bed…” he heard a yawn escape her, and he turned hishead to look at the creamy creature, who stared back at him harmlessly inreturn.

It was now or never.

Stepping towards the bedroom, Link preparedhimself. He could not imagine how Zelda would react to the bird until theinevitable reveal came. Sighing deeply and clutching them tighter in his arms,he approached the doorway. He leaned against the door jamb facing towards her, pattingthe tiny guardian bird as it chirped happily, yet sleepily, in his arms.

Zelda sat on the edge of the bed, rubbingan eye drowsily. However, at the sight of the bird, she froze, and stared atLink skeptically, her mind suddenly awake.

“Whose Loftwing is that?” She enquiredslowly, standing up and approaching Link carefully. Her white nightgown flowedsoftly around her, reminding Link of the cloth she used to adorn during herduties as Goddess Hylia’s chosen vessel. Those times seemed so long ago, yetonly yesterday at the same time. A strange nostalgia washed over him, and hisheart skipped a beat. “It’s tiny…” Zelda commented, tilting her head as sheexamined the bird, “Only a baby…” she cupped their fragile, creamy head in herhands, and looked up at him quizzically, “Why do you have a baby Loftwing,Link?”

He only smiled knowingly back at her, andpatted the Loftwing’s soft down with familiarity. Surely she would haverealized by now…

“A baby Loftwing…” Zelda repeated softly,staring at the delicate creature and putting the pieces together. The creaturestared back at her purposefully, as if it were trying to tell her something. “Thatmeans someone around here is having a child, but who?” she absently played withher bangs. The bird suddenly craned their neck forward and caressed the fabricof Zelda’s nightgown, just above her abdomen. At first she chuckled, strokingthe bird’s head, but then another thought protruded in her mind. It stood outamongst the rest, like a bolt of lightning.

That’s when she remembered. She and Linkhad been trying for a baby for a couple of weeks now… That could only mean…

It was not hard for Link to tell when Zeldahad put two and two together.

Her cheeks burned a deep crimson as herheart skipped a heavy beat. Her lips trembled, trying to comprehend theinformation enough to give a coherent answer, yet all she could do was bringher hands to her stomach and looked back at Link.

“I’m pregnant.” She whispered,and let a breath of disbelief fill the air as she shook her head. “Oh, Link.” Shesighed, “I can’t believe it.” The most tender and gentle smile he had ever seenrested beautifully on her features, and something tight and full swelled in hischest. “We’re going to have a baby!”

Link was not entirely sure how to appropriatelyreply, so he did what he considered to be most suitable and held out the guardianbird. They had stopped rubbing against her and had started to doze off. Heoffered for her to hold them.

Zelda stepped forward and wrapped her handslightly around not just the companion bird, but also Link, bringing him into anembrace with the tiny warmth between them. “I’m so happy.” She whispered tohim, pressing the bird closer to her chest. The Loftwing seemed to know wheretheir lifetime companion was, and nuzzled their beak back into her stomach.Zelda laughed airily, scratching the top of their head. Link watched her with a grin, wondering just how luck he was to have her by his side. There was something being nurtured inside Zelda that shared their blood, making them one, and they would be bound together for the rest of time. “They knew before wedid.” She commented, “Aren’t Loftwings just spectacular?” Link nodded inreturn, and rubbed her back soothingly.

The three of them stood together like thatfor long enough that the bird fell back asleep in their arms. Yet none of themfelt like moving, or disturbing the creature. They fell into a rose-coloredtrance, filled with love and thoughts of the future.

What would they name the child? Will theybe a boy or a girl? What kind of personality would they have? Would they takemore after their mother or their father?

Before they became completely lost in theirthoughts, there was a sudden snap as the trapdoor in the wall was opened, and thistime, an amethyst-colored head poked inside. It chirped quietly, yet Zelda wasso preoccupied that she did not notice at first, and received quite the fright.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, and the baby Loftwingtwittered in annoyance as it was disturbed from its slumber. “That’s right, howwill I tell Father about this?” she wondered. “Do you think he will take thenews well, Link?” Repositioning himself so that he held the baby guardian birdin one arm, he patted the top of Zelda’s head and nodded reassuringly. He andher father got along quite well, and from man to man, she trusted Link’sinsight with regards to him. “Thank you. I’m glad you think so.”

Link’s hand moved down to her shoulder, andhe patted it twice before turning back towards the front door with the baby Loftwing.She followed behind, knowing that he was returning them to their featheredcompanions.

Placing the chick back on the solid ground,the Loftwing walked lazily back to the much larger, grander birds. Incomparison, the baby looked fragile, clumsy, and innocent. A cheeky smileplayed on Zelda’s lips as she compared the tiny bird to Link when he was ateenager – barely sixteen years old. Just as lazy and innocent. Yet, shiftingher gaze so that it landed on him, she noticed how mature he had become, howmuch he had aged in such a short time. His mind had been forced to adapt and toaccept mortality much quicker than a normal boy should have, and she foundherself becoming somber.

Maybe she had grown up too fast, as well.

She stepped forward and slid her handsaround his right arm, pressing herself into him. Mentally, he always seemed sofar away yet so close at the same time. At times it puzzled her, but she alwaysknew that physically, he would always be right there beside her.

As she watched the baby Loftwing once againsnuggle between their two adult counterparts, Zelda’s subdued mood lifted,replaced by the warmth she initially embraced when she understood exactly whatthat chick represented. The crimson and amethyst Loftwings rested their headson top of the baby, and provided protecting wings to shield it from the breeze.In that moment, she could not help but feel that the Loftwings were a majorpart of themselves, and representative of the family that would soon become areality.

The Goddess Hylia and The Chosen Hero.Their blood would be passed through generation to generation. Zelda only hopedthat those children would never have to face what she and Link had faced in theGreat War.

She would ensure that the two of them lookedafter this child as deeply and with as much compassion as they could, nurturingthem so they would live full lives, and never know the atrocities of war.

They would ride their Loftwing into thesky, free of despair and corrupting power, instead full of courage and wisdom.

The Triforce glowed ethereally from on topof the Goddess Statue, signifying that her wish had been heard.

“Come, let’s go back to bed.”

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