#nyvor

“LUUUUUROOOONAAAAAAAAA!!!!”

Lurona may not have had time to process it, but the instant she was swept into his mighty hug and lifted off her feet, she knew who had called her immediately.

“Fat Fin!”

A surge of emotions came over her; familiarity, safety, relief, joy. Concern slowly bled in, however, when she realized he had never shouted her name like that. Squirming in his arms to look up, she saw a stupid smile plastered across his face.

“...Hhhhhey,” he drawled.

“...Hi? Uhhh, Fat Fin are you alright?”

“IIIII'm good now.” 

He leered. Lurona could feel her face growing hot, a sensation all the more exaggerated by the hot, moist air he chuffed into her face…and Fat Fin was nowhere near finished, either. Still holding her up, the massive zorca took a breath, then shoved his face into her chest, motorboating her right on the spot. 

Lurona squirmed, laughed and screamed all at once.

“FAT FIN!!” she shouted, her expression twisting wildly between mirth and terror. “FAT FIN, THERE’S PEOPLE HERE!”

He pushed up against her. She could feel him growl into her neck.

“Let’s make them jealous.”

There was a brief moment where she considered it. Oh, to just give in. Oh, to nuzzle and bite one another in a shameless display of public affection…

…But the need to be responsible was greater. There was their youngest on the loose, after all. 

Lurona pushed away enough so she could look him in the eyes, taking at least some solace in letting her palms sink into those meaty pecs of his. After all, if she had to extricate herself from this embrace, then by Hylia she would at least take some base pleasures in the process. Sadly (for her, at least), that was when she saw how dilated Fat Fin’s pupils were. 

Then she noticed the other issues: how labored his breathing was. The bruises and scrapes lining his arms from one end to the other. The contusions on his head and chest, the former of which threatened to swell his eye shut. His slack jaw, his unsteady head bob, the way that, despite talking directly towards her, he seemed to be staring at something thirty feet past her. She knew it took a lot to get him in that state.

“Fat Fin—Fin,” she said, abruptly changing her tone. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

“Ahhhhhh, nothing’s wrong,” he slurred. “I feel great, actually!! Had a filling lunch, went for a brisk swim, met the other tournament contestants. Got them a couple of gifts while I was at it! I was thinking of going back and getting a few autographs, wanna come with?”

“That sounds great, but I really have to go find Kaso–”

That got his attention.

“Wait. Kaso’s missing?”

“He ran off to get autographs of his own,” she explained. “It wouldn’t be an issue; I'd just feel better if he wasn’t doing it alone.”

Fat Fin took a deep breath, eased up on his grip around Lurona, and set her down. She still held onto him, eyeing him, trying to glean whatever she could regarding his physical condition. Tracing his arms as she descended from his grip, she could feel his muscles were taut. Fat Fin was always so relaxed, but even in his currently playful nature there was something wound up about him.

Something was wrong, especially when he brightened up.

“I’ll go find him!” he exclaimed.

“What? No, I’d rather do it myself. Actually—no, wait, how about we go together?”

“No, no, no no no no no, no, you shouldn’t have to be chasing after him allllllll day. Relaaaaaax, go see the sights. Seriously! It’ll take me four seconds!”

“Really. How are you going to find him in four seconds?”

“Watch!”

Fat Fin stepped away from her, stalking off in a random direction. Lurona was about to call after him, to point him in the last direction she saw Kaso run off to, but she never got the chance.

After all, Fat Fin took barely four strides before face-planting the sand.

Lurona rushed to his side and pulled him back just enough to get his face out of the sand.

“Well…you weren’t wrong. That was exactly four seconds.”

“Three…point…fiiiiiiiiiiiiiive.”

Lurona sighed. She had secretly hoped they could have done something together, even if it was finding Kaso. 

But of course someone had to be the reasonable one.

“I NEED A MEDIC!!!”

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Presently

“Allow me to tend to your wounds and restore your health.”

Lurona watched the zora medic’s hand emit a glowing light that hovered over Fat Fin’s hand, fascinated by how it slowly began to knit his wounds closed. She never saw a healer’s magic up close before; even standing in their presence helped her feel calmer. 

Physically, the zora was rather impressive. She had never seen one with a tail so long, and their teeth were equally impressive! She did notice them sporting a funny pair of star shaped glasses on their head, though; she couldn’t put her finger on why those looked familiar.

Fat Fin, on the other hand, still looked off. Getting him to sit down, at least, was an improvement.

“How are you feeling?”

“I’m fiiiiine,” he drawled. 

Exhibit one showing you’re not, she thought.

Lurona didn’t even have to respond, the look she gave him said enough.

Time was being wasted. With Fat Fin in good hands, she felt assured enough that he could be left in the care of the medic. 

“I’m going to go find Kaso now.”

It looked as if Fat Fin were about to say something, but Lurona gave him a pointed look. He remained silent.

“Behave.” She spoke in a tone that would brook no nonsense.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“I’ll be back with Kaso as soon as I find him. You don’t have to wait up, since you have a match later. I’ll meet with you when I can, I guess.”

Lurona was good with commanding attention with her words, but every so often, her feelings would betray her. Fat Fin caught the brief expression of defeat before she squared herself for another round of chasing Kaso. She had some hope. While watching the medic work on Fat Fin she caught the sound of her son’s voice again. His string of questions were always easy to pick out from a noisy crowd.

“Lurona—”

“Please look after him,” she said, addressing the medic…and only the medic. 

She turned, but not before glancing at Fat Fin with an expression of longing and regret. Then she was gone.

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Fat Fin sighed.

The buzzing in his head was still constant, as was the pent-up energy within him demanding to be spent. It made it difficult to sit still, giving him the everpresent sensation of a wind-up toy whose key had been turned a dozen times past its maximum.

He knew whatever had Lurona upset was not simply about Kaso. He also knew that while he may not have done anything specifically wrong to upset her, Fat Fin’s condition did not help matters in the slightest.

He tried to focus on something besides the noise in his head. He turned his attention to the medic still tending to his hand.

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