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After some story telling around the campfire, then slowly and surely each hero of courage head to bed. As the night shifts started (Y/n) couldn’t really sleep that night as everything that happened was finally once again falling on their head.
They needed air, but even they knew the Great Plateau wasn’t that safe even if the blood moon isn’t around anymore. As they travel to the entrance they notice someone had beat them to it. (Y/n) had to file through what to call the pinkish hair Link. “Mind if I join you?” They whispered as they got closer as they sat down they took note that Wolf Link was also resting here. It was to tempting to reach over and pet the good boy.
“Not like I have a choice.” Human Link huffs as he leans back a bit. It made things a bit awkward as (Y/n) tries to remember who this Link was. They had theories the pink hair is their main one. Given that their are still Hero’s missing that means there is around thirteen different heroes to match to a person in this small group. They called this one the Veteran. Meaning he would have had the most adventures which limited it. “I knew someone with the same name as you.” The veteran said after awhile, rudely interrupting their train of thought. “It sounds like a similar case to the old man. They were invisible as I traveled around, no matter where I was. If there was an adventure they were there to commentate.” He explains looking into the moon as he thinks about those memories “the thing was they grew up weirdly, almost like they aged backwards as they helped me.”
It was like a light bulb went off for them as they stopped petting Wolf Link. “Did you turn into a bunny?” It was a shot in the dark that hit this Link like a bullseye.
“Wait…” He whispers almost in horror at the realization and the reality “what the fuck are you doing here? Just how many of us do you know?”
“Technically none of you but I’ve seen all of your adventures.” (Y/n) distracted themselves with Wolf Link again. Alternating between bushing out his fur and giving him head scratches. “I’ve been trying to figure out who is who and also struggling to figure out a good nickname for each of you with out giving away anything. Cause you know not everyone wants their adventures out in the open. Like, I was honestly just settling with hero titles since that’s easier on my brain.”
Link crosses his arms sighing again “you never shut up when you get going.” He sighs out making him deflate a bit. “First Koholient now this?” He covers his face as he mutters to himself.
Now thats a sentence (Y/n) did NOT want to get into at the moment but they will remember that for later as it was just the first day. “Well not my fault.” They went straight back to their attention on Wolf Link. “I will try to not be dead weight, like hell I will stand by while you guys fight. Done that to many times apparently.”
Another scoff comes from this Link as he props his head up on his hand. “You can fight with that thing?” He gestures towards the bow they had on hand still.
“Truthfully? I don’t know. I’ve never actually killed a monster with it. Since my world is peaceful and lacking of magic so…” They really didn’t think they could only because LARP is different from reality. Yes, they did take some lessons so they knew what their where doing with a sword and bow. “I want to try though, I can use it. I can aim and I like to think I’m fairly good. Not as good as you guys though.” They didn’t want to admit that the thought of actually being in battle scares them. (Y/n) looks out to the cave entrance, it was quiet out.
“Where did that rancher go? He’s been out on patrol for a while now.” Wolf Link had perked up as he realize the time, (Y/n) stopped and let him get out.
“The Rancher?” Was that Wolf Link?
“I thought you knew everyone.” Link fire back instantly it almost sounded as a tease. “He’s the one with the wolf pelt.”
“I do know everyone, but some of you look way different from when I saw you last.” There was a pause “I was going to reference the pink hair, but the last time I saw you was when it was brown. I didn’t think it would stick though.”
“Can you let that go?” Link shakes his head as they assume he wants to forget it.
Though honestly to (Y/n) his natural hair was pink but to each their own. “No, but I’ll stop bringing it up.” Yawning they were finally feeling a bit more tired. “Two more questions thought.”
“Shoot.”
“One. Nicknames who is called what.” That was probably the most important thing to know. “I would assume its by profession but Old Man isn’t a job.” It was really at that point were (Y/n) didn’t know what the Hero of Time’s job is if he even got one after the whole debacle.
“It was by professional at first but we kinda made nicknames along the way.” (Y/n) almost screamed as Wolf link spoke suddenly as he was heading up the hill. “I’ll take over Second watch for the Sailor.” He said as he almost flops onto (Y/n) dropping his pelt onto their shivering form.
The Vet could only watch in slight amusement before shrugging “good luck.” He said to (Y/n) taking this as his escape before he was also trapped with the wolf man.
Once (Y/n) was sure the veteran was further away they turned to look at Wolf Link properly. Studying the markings that had been tattooed onto his face for a few seconds before finally speaking up “you suck at hiding the wolf thing.”
There was another pause as Wolf Link stares back horrified at what was just said. “Huh?”