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Ravio hastily weighed his options, too overjoyed to think for long. Well, this was his other’s Link, not his, so that shouldn’t be a problem, right? Yeah, it shouldn’t be a problem at all. His was his and his other’s was his other’s!

"Thanks for the seven, friend…~" Now he felt a bit lucky. He scored one, maybe he could score another and keep his turn going for a bit. He looked over his cards again and thought while Link sat by his Ravio.

It was kinda funny how confused Link was, but it was nice to see he wasn’t totally freaking out or, worse, fainting or anything. He really did share a lot in common with his own hero, at least, it seemed like it. But there were ways that he was different, as well.

He blinked when Link asked his question. He just had to ask, of course. What to say, though… Should he tell the truth that he had told his friend? Or should he just give a little white not-exactly-a-lie?

"Well I uh… It’s kinda different, I suppose. My Link is a little different than you, but the same sort of stuff is going on. Y’know, all the stuff with Yuga and whatnot." He hoped that would work and he wouldn’t ask any more. One thing he did know was that he was the nosy one, not Link.

Ravio was two seconds away from successfully covering the hero's mouth, but he couldn't stop the flow of words from the other boy's lips. Link was bound to ask that question, and Ravio was afraid for the worst. Was this other Ravio going to break down? Tell everything? Or was he going to stick it out and lie through his teeth? 

Apparently... he chose the latter. 

The merchant listened carefully to the other's words, nodding at the successful lie. A bead of sweat had made its way down his brow due to the distress he felt. At least the worst of it was over. 

Faking a smile, Ravio replied to the other with, "...Oops, got me again. Here..." 

After handing off the card, the merchant carefully wrapped an arm around the blond's back and waist, hoping that the contact would distract Link enough from asking anything more. 

"O-oh... that makes sense. I figured the same kinda goes for Rav here, since he's... well, look at him," Link playfully teased. "In any case... doesn't sound too different to me, then. I just figured that you guys might have had, like... four of me or something." 

While he took the bait, Link couldn't help but notice a hint of hesitance and... despair in the other Ravio's eyes. It hurt him to see someone that looked so similar to his Ravio look so hurt, and he fell into the other's embrace slightly. 

Ravio hastily weighed his options, too overjoyed to think for long. Well, this was his other’s Link, not his, so that shouldn’t be a problem, right? Yeah, it shouldn’t be a problem at all. His was his and his other’s was his other’s!

Ravio smiled as he watched his friend draw a card. From subtle hints in his other’s face, he could tell it wasn’t a three. Glancing at his, he thought of what to ask for. He had an ace, but considering how hard those were to draw, he didn’t dare ask for that yet.

He laughed a bit, under his breath, as his other and the hero communicated. His Link certainly was confused. He nodded. ”Yep, I’m from the other side of the screen! And I’m having a blast, thanks for asking.”

Ravio glanced at his hand, and lo and behold... a pesky little seven was sitting there in the center pressed against an Ace and a one. How wonderful. Frowning a bit, he sighed and handed off his four to the other boy, who seemed to be smirking in response. 

"Ugh... here ya go." With that, Ravio leaned back slightly. "Your turn again..." 

The fact that Link was only a little fazed by the entire situation calmed the merchant down some. 

"Link, why don't you sit with us? You can watch us play and talk and stuff." 

"Uh... sure." Groaning a bit, the hero picked himself up and off the floor, making his way next to Ravio (the one he knew at least), and leaned against him for both support and general intimacy. 

"This is all just really... really weird, honestly," Link piped up, shrugging. "I mean I'm not going to judge your friend choices Rav, but... why yourself? I-I mean... hm. I uh..." 

Ravio hastily weighed his options, too overjoyed to think for long. Well, this was his other’s Link, not his, so that shouldn’t be a problem, right? Yeah, it shouldn’t be a problem at all. His was his and his other’s was his other’s!

"Yeah, I’ll bet he would be. That’d be interesting to see. Maybe some day I’ll really get to freak him out!" He giggled. He really looked over his hand now, and moved a few together, but no in specific order. Nothing he could group up and take out of his hand for now!

He heard the other take his turn and, with a small twitch of his ears, double-checked his hand for any threes. With a small, slightly-devilish smile he replied, “Nope, go fish!”

"Aw shucks, bud..." Ravio replied with slight disappointment, reaching to grab another card. Unfortunately it wasn't the one he was looking for either. Already he was losing... but that wasn't the point of the game! It was about having fun, right? Right. 

"Hm..." He mulled over his selection, and before he could make a choice,the tell-tale sounds of Link waking up from his nap tickled his ears. Just like his duplicate, he smiled and even giggle lightly. 

Setting down the cards in his hand face-down, he turned around to face the golden haired boy. 

"Ah... someone's finally up! I trust that you slept well?" Ravio announced. "...Mm? Oh, you're not sick at all! This is... me! From another universe! Everything's fine, ya silly billy." 

Link rubbed the sleep from his eyes once, twice, and one last time for good measure. Just what was going on? He knew what he was getting into when they decided to become a thing, but this time Ravio's strange antics proved to have gotten even stranger. 

"...Huh?" He blinked. "So... so he's from the screen, then? On the other side. ...We-well then... hey there, other Ravio! Um... for being from another universe, you certainly look the same! So uh... how are... you...?" 

Ravio hastily weighed his options, too overjoyed to think for long. Well, this was his other’s Link, not his, so that shouldn’t be a problem, right? Yeah, it shouldn’t be a problem at all. His was his and his other’s was his other’s!

"Alright, good!" Ravio replied. He finished shuffling the deck, hands working the cards with great ease. At least it wouldn’t be a competition, but still a nice, friendly test of skill! This would be really, really nice; a break from the lingering doom he felt constantly.

As he began to deal out cards, he listened to his other talk about the sleeping boy. He smiled. “I understand,” he answered. “And in all honesty it’s a bit of a relief. Mine never got to see my face, ever. Though I’m surprised he hasn’t figured things out, judging by your wording there.”

The merchant picked up his hand as well, studying them carefully. He... didn't exactly have an advantage here. Then again, why was he looking for one anyway? This was just a friendly competition between the two! Honestly! 

"Really? Well... that's a shame," he began, fingering a corner of a card. "If he did, I can assure you that he wouldn't react badly. He'd be shocked, but go along with it after a few seconds. I certainly know that for a fact..." 

Ravio laughed sheepishly, feeling his cheeks getting warm once more. Oops. 

"Aaaaaannnnyway... all righty! Let's see..." He studied his cards once more. "Got any... threes?" 

Meanwhile, the golden haired boy began to stir once more, and after a few moments azure eyes opened. His ears twitched upon hearing the sing-song voice of the other boy that lived with him, and he smiled. Though... something was off. Way off. Were there... two of them? 

Ravio hastily weighed his options, too overjoyed to think for long. Well, this was his other’s Link, not his, so that shouldn’t be a problem, right? Yeah, it shouldn’t be a problem at all. His was his and his other’s was his other’s!

What to play was the question. He usually played simpler games with Sheerow so they could easily communicate, and he felt comfortable with those games. He hoped he wouldn’t sound stupid. “Um, maybe a simple game of Go Fish to start..?” He asked. He and Sheerow played it all the time.

As he sat down on the floor and took out his old playing deck, he smiled. “I mean, with a simple game like that, it really comes down to luck, doesn’t it?” He casually began to shuffle the cards.

"Hm... that sounds fine with me!" he chirped, settling himself down on the floor. Even then, his purple rug from back home was just as soft as ever. he was meticulous about cleaning it, and so it made sleeping on the floor that much more comfortable. 

"Sometimes, easy games are the most fun. Besides, we shouldn't make this a competition. It's just us having fun, right?" he paused, looking over to the sleeping boy near them. The way that golden hair of his fell over and cupped his cheeks... goodness. Ravio couldn't help but blush a little, shaking his head to hide it once he realized the other him could see. 

"H-he's a light sleeper, eh..." With that, he cleared his throat, deciding to watch the other him deal out the cards instead. 

"Oh, and if he wakes up... don't worry, he knows what we look like. You don't have to hide your face. But he only knows that. Just that. All right?"