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Link has made a new friend! Kind of. The pink thing invited itself to his booth while he was at the bar getting a snack and a drink. He doesn't really care, as long as the pink thing doesn't try to mess up the wood carving he's working on, although he is rather disturbed by the thing's tendency to stare at his snack, mumbling pathetic little "Poyo"s when he does.

What does poyo even mean anyway?

Tiny tag: Kirby

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Link hasn't come here often enough to recognize the voices of those he met, so he assumes that whoever's calling him must be someone he met. Except the lady he's staring at now (on a...floating...carpet???) is not someone he recognizes.

So he stares at her, confused.

She doesn't seem to be bothered by the confusion. On her side, it's been eight years since she's seen either Link or Zelda. She's surprised she could remember them herself, especially with pregnancy occasionally playing havoc on memory.

He answered to the name. Maybe he just turned because he heard someone being called? But he looks like Link...

"Are you Link?" she tries. "I met a Link here through our mutual friend Zelda many years ago."

He might look like Link, but there's a few small differences: namely, ~~he is the most adorable icklest baby on the face of the multiverse~~ his ears are not so long and pointy. Also he may have less earrings...or the same amount of earrings, distributed evenly on both ears (the narration confesses to not studying his earrings as thoroughly as she ought).

"You know Zelda?"

It's as if all his confusion and uncertainty and wtf flying carpet-ty-ness has been washed away by the sound of Zelda. There's even a hint of intrigue, there. Maybe even happiness. This could mean Zelda's already been here, and he doesn't have to talk himself into telling her about the strange bar he rolled in to. And that she could even be here! Or come here! At any moment!

He looks Link enough, that's for sure. ~~And when you're a mom, practically anyone can look like the most adorable icklest baby on the face of the multiverse.~~

"I do. Or did. Or something. She was one of my first friends here. We would talk, she came to visit me when I was sick, and she gave me a necklace."

Now if only she can find it. One hand goes into the opposite sleeve of her robe, searching an inner pocket for something. She produces a purse and, after shifting through its contents, pulls out a chain with a charm that unmistakably resembles the Triforce.

"I can't quite remember what she called it but I know it's important, a sign of her protection and friendship. I've always kept it with me."

Unmistakably a Triforce replica it may be, it means nothing to this young Skyloftian. His confused expression belies that fact--and the fact that he might be a tad bit jellies that Zelda gave someone else a "sign of her protection and friendship".

"...oh."

It can mean something to him later.

Mia has gotten a lot better at reading people than the last time she spoke with a Link. She can kind of see that she's stepped on his toes.

The Triforce necklace is carefully replaced in her purse.

"She spoke often about Link before I ever met him. Or you. This place does a number on time and, considering that you don't remember me, it's probable that I haven't met the Zelda you know yet."

She gives a little shrug.

"Milliways is strange like that."

"...oh."

Now he's just confused, instead of confused and jealous. Still, the idea that Zelda, at any point in her future, would give someone else a token that important bothers him in a way he can't explain. 'I thought she was my best friend' doesn't quite cut it.

Oh poor Link. There's no doubt in Mia's mind how important he is to Zelda and she's not quite sure how to convey that.

"I should probably start again," she says with a sheepish smile and idly rubbing the bridge of her nose. "Hi. My name is Mia."

What Mia doesn't know is that this isn't the Link or the Zelda she knew. Too many damn linkzeldas running around this place! But he probably still means just as much to his Zelda, considering they're childhood bffs 5ever.

Link's gaze darts away briefly, not sure what to say, and struggling with his own thoughts. Somewhere in that mess of confusion comes a question of whether he should bother introducing himself to her, considering she already knows his name.

He settles with a meek, "Hi."

Boy, Mia can't remember the last time she made a mess of things quite like this. But as far as emotions for pregnant women go, super awkward isn't as bad as, say, pointless crying. So she'll take what she's got.

Though there's the question of whether she should press on or if she should find a way to end the conversation and just leave Link be.

She opens her mouth once or twice to try again but nothing comes out.

She eventually decides on, "I'm sorry."

Because she really didn't mean to make him confused or uncomfortable or anything else he's feeling right now that isn't what he was feeling before she started talking.

"It's...okay..." he says, still not looking at her.

He then finds himself in the same position of trying, and failing, to conjure words.

Right. Well.

"I'll..." she starts again, vaguely gesturing somewhere with her right hand. "I'll leave you to your work."

And for good measure, she apologizes again with, "I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Maybe she'll try to talk to him again someday but...later. Much later.

Right now, she's going to steer her carpet away and, once she spies Kirby, offers him a, "Oh! Sorry if I bothered you, too," as well before floating over to the bar.

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