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#u don't see hyrule because he's bullying warriors off to the side with wind
lightning-of-farosh · 10 months
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Little Ones
my partner asked for turned-into-kids fic and i've been drabbling to come up with a solid idea
AU: little legend and little hyrule
“It’ll probably be a couple of days until we find some sort of civilization,” Time said, leaning over a map spread out over a half-rotten tree stump. The bark and old wood were peeling away, crumbling into the dirt and could hardly pass as a functional chair, much less a table.
A good chunk had been snatched by Wild to make the campfire he was cooking over and the smell of burning pine wafted across the beach. The large, black pot gurgled happily, surrounded by Twilight and Four—both who were making suggestions that were also promptly ignored.
Time turned to the young man standing beside him. “We’ll have a better chance of—”
Crunch.
Sky grinned as Time pressed a hand to his lips, trying to hide a smile. “Please,” the Skyloftian said, his gaze bright. “Continue.”
Huffing a put-upon sigh that was fully faked, Time motioned to the map. “As I was saying,” he continued. “We would have a better chance finding—”
Crunch.
Sky snorted.
Time rolled his eyes as he smiled and crouched. “Hey, bud,” he said and watched as blue eyes blinked wide under a mess of flamingo pink hair.
Legend—because it was Legend dangling from Sky’s grasp—had frozen with his little bunny teeth digging into the yellow flesh of an apple. Its juice was currently dripping down his chin. Someone (probably Twilight) had managed to find him a shirt that dropped down well past his knees, though the collar had been hurriedly sewn shut so it wouldn’t constantly be slipping over one or both of his shoulders.
At the moment, he was currently hanging from Sky’s arms, held up by his armpits and doing his best to eat the crimson-skinned fruit without slipping free. It couldn’t have been fully comfortable, but the kid (and he was a kid now, more than he had been before) hadn’t complained yet.
In fact, he hadn’t said much at all.
It had been like that since the fight in the desert where a mass of something beneath the sand had managed to corner Hyrule and Legend away from the others. They had fought tooth and nail, using fire and ice and swords to beat the beast back. Blood splattered the ground, buried beneath the roiling waves of the desert, but the monster fell.
Legend and Hyrule, victorious, dropped their guard for just a mere moment.
But that mere moment had been enough for the witch to strike.
(Wind had sworn that he had seen Legend move fast enough to push forward. Had sworn he had seen the older hero take most of the multi-colored bolt that had pierced him and Hyrule through the chest.)
Shaking himself free of the memories, Time tried to put on a grin for the bright blue eyes staring up at him. “Having fun?” He asked.
Legend kicked out a leg and wiggled a bit, hoisting himself higher in Sky’s arms before taking another massive bite of the apple in his hands.
Crunch.
“You can put him down.”
“Absolutely not,” Sky said, grip tightening.
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