Browsing is DangerousBrowsing is Dangerous!
Link stretched languidly, rolling over in bed. His blanket got caught under one foot, and was promptly tugged all the way down to his waist. The sudden splash of light that invaded his previously dark cavern of slumber roused him into semi-consciousness. Mewling softly, he tossed himself over again, yanking the blankets back up and tucking them in around his shoulders. Sky blue eyes opened, foggy with the remnants of sleep, and he saw Navi sitting at the computer in their room.
For the past few weeks, they'd been staying in one of Hyrule Castle's guestrooms. Zelda had had a nightmare and, as a princess whose dreams were notorious for being prophetic, had asked Link to stick around for awhile. Being a princess, she always got what she wanted. And, of course, her blond and blue eyed hero hadn't put up any objections. It wasn't that he enjoyed the added opportunities to make eyes at the country's symbol of