Father of Time Chapter 41: Containment Breach
Link fidgeted nervously at the edges of his new, green tunic. The fabric of this time felt weird and he wasn't sure he liked it. Even the undershirt didn't help much. He missed his own clothes and his own things and not being constantly worried about being mistaken for something he wasn't. Because he wasn't a Protector, he wasn't. He was just Link. One of three…or four if Ravio was any indication.
(Or five? Or six? Seven?! Eight?!)
He sighed and wandered aimlessly in the sitting room. They were bored, all three of the younger heroes; he, the Sailor and Tetra were not used to such long periods of inaction, not being able to go wherever they wanted whenever they wanted to. Link realised that his dad had never been particularly strict with him about his desire to wander and Uncle Oceanis had taken him all over! He'd never been told to stay put and do nothing before. Sure, they could explore a little in the castle and go into town now and again but there were restrictions on everything. They wouldn't even let him browse the castle library without someone there to make sure he didn't get into knowledge he wasn't supposed to know yet. Come on though! What could he, a thirteen-year old, do? It's not like he could single-handedly ruin the future by finding out how their water pipes worked! Man, they were cool though. He wanted a…sink? Was it called a sink? He wanted one of those at home. Imagine not having to carry water from the river all the time!
Imagine not being worried about wells.
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