The next morning Zelda woke up just as normal, that is until she spotted her pen lying not that far from her bed. She was brushing her long blond hair in the mirror inside her closet when the sunlight had reflected off her metallic pen and almost blinded her. She stopped brushing her hair and turned around to look at it where it lay, halfway under her dresser.

That's right. I never got to ask him my question yesterday...

She walked over to where her pen lay and picked it up. This was her chance to ask her question. She was just about to write it out on her arm but gasped when she saw not a speck of ink on it.

W-what? It can't be... Was it all just a cruel dream? If I really did have a soulmate and was talking to him before I fell asleep then wouldn't the writing still be on my arm as proof of it happening? Since it's not there... Would that also mean that yesterday was nothing but a dream?

Zelda abandoned her pen and hairbrush on her bed, rushing over to where her phone lay, still on its charger. The moment she unplugged it, its screen lit up showing the date. Showing that a day did indeed pass.

But, if yesterday wasn't a dream then... How could the missing writing be explained? Wouldn't it be there, still waiting for me in the morning? Maybe part of it was a dream... Like, what if I didn't actually meet Link or talk to my soulmate but everything else did happen? What if my mind kinda just, modified what happened yesterday or something?

All of this made zero sense to her and the only thing she got from it was a headache from trying to wrap her head around it. It was then that she had lost hope, until she realized, maybe if it was a dream, it was a dream that was trying to tell her that she should finally try to work up the courage and write them a message.

Zelda sighed, picking up her pen, bringing it to her arm and writing out a shaky message.

Um, hey...

After writing her message, she flopped down on her bed and picked up her phone, looking over at her clock which read 7:00 AM.

Woah, it's only SEVEN? What time did I even wake up? I most likely woke up too early somehow... There's still an hour left until school, I wonder what I should do until they reply...

She stood up, grabbing her jacket and book bag, then walked out of her room, into the hallway that smelled of eggs and bacon.

Mmmm, bacon! I know that smell anywhere, I can tell he probably just started making breakfast only a little while ago

She put her bag and jacket on the couch and walked over to the table, sliding into a chair. She watched her father intently as he moved between the counter and the stove with swift and precise movements as if he were meant to be a chef.

He turned around to put her plate on the table and call her to come eat but was startled to find Zelda already sitting at the table waiting for him.

"Well, I see you're up early," he said, chuckling.

"Yup, I'm just as shocked as you are," Zelda replied. "Could you pass me a fork?"

Her father nodded and turned around to the dishrack behind him, searching for a fork, turning back to her triumphantly when he found what he was looking. He handed her the fork and watched as she eyed her food hungrily.

"Thanks, dad," she said, piercing her eggs with the fork and bringing it to her mouth. "So, how has work been for you lately? Don't think I didn't see you passed out on the couch yesterday..."

Zelda's father rubbed his forehead. It had wrinkles in certain places, worry lines as he liked to call them. "Honestly, work has been tough lately. There's been this warning from scientists who were studying the resting place of the Calamity. They say that with the way things look, it might emerge somewhere in the next 12 to 18 years."

Zelda gasped at her father's words, nearly choking on her breakfast. "The Calamity," Zelda asked, her eyes full of fear.

Her father nodded. "I'm afraid so. If anyone would know what's going on here in Hyrule, it should be those scientists. But then again, they're not always right... I recently spoke with Dr. Purah, you remember her, right?"

Zelda nodded, shoveling more eggs into her mouth.

"Well," her father continued. "She and her niece Paya have been fact-checking that in almost every book they could find and they haven't been able to prove it wrong. She said it herself, those bird-brained scientists that would normally do anything for publicity and to raise a panic might actually be on to something. I might have her over one of these days, it's been a while anyway. I heard that Paya has gotten shyer by the day. She's lost in all those books I'd tell ya. Kids these days, they need more social skills. Ah, look at me rambling on and on, enough about me. How'd you sleep?"

Zelda looked up from her plate that was nearly empty and started pushing food around subconsciously with her fork. "I slept fine, I'm still a bit shocked that I woke up so early though."

Zelda's father chuckled. His laugh was the type that could fill a room and make you feel as if you were trapped in a warm embrace. "You'll get used to it, think of it as a part of getting older. Everyone goes through it, some just can't get on the right track at first, we call them late bloomers. Talking about late bloomers, I forgot to water the Silent Princesses, thanks for reminding me!"

She couldn't help but smile at her father as he stood up and grabbed his watering can off of a shelf. He was always trying his best to support her as a single dad. She knew it wasn't always easy but least he tries.

"Oh yeah, Zel, I'm happy to see you making the first move and finally writing to your soulmate! Your mother would be proud, Nayru bless her soul. She's the only reason we actually spoke to each other."

"Yeah, I figured, if not today, then when? Besides, I may have had a strange dream where I was talking to my soulmate anyway. I imagined that as a sort of push in the right direction I guess..."

"I wouldn't be shocked if it was! The Goddesses do things for a reason Zel, maybe they're just giving you a wake-up call," her father replied, then started laughing uncontrollably. "Get it, because you woke up early!"

Zelda rolled her eyes, hiding a small smile. "Whatever..."

"Hey," her father cried out in protest. "Don't you 'whatever' me young lady."

"Or else what," Zelda asked, sticking out her tongue.

"Hmm," he said, looking at her with a playful light in his eyes. "Or else you'd have to make your own breakfast, how does that sound?"

"Alright, alright," Zelda laughed. "How could you do such a thing to me? You of all people know I'm a horrible cook! I almost burned the house down cooking microwave ramen before, remember?"

"Of course I do! I could never forget the look of confusion on your face when you called me to the kitchen!"

"Exactly my point!"

"Alright, you win this time Zel. Anyway, shouldn't you be getting to school soon?"

Zelda looked at the clock that hung on the wall behind her and gasped. "You're right, thanks, dad."

Her father nodded, picking up her plate and putting it in the sink as Zelda gathered her jacket and bookbag from the couch and headed towards the door.

"Bye Zel," he called out to her. "Have a good day in school and don't forget to say 'hi' to Saria for me!'

"Alright dad," She replied. "I love you."

"I love you too ya rascal, now get to school!"

"Alright, bye," Zelda said, closing the door behind her.

Zelda walked down the little pathway, opening the door to the small fence surrounding her house and closing it behind her. The moment she stepped outside she could see the vibrant green hair of her friend that she knew all too well. Saria was already waiting for her at the end of the block by the crosswalk.

She took off running to catch up with her friend, stuffing her jacket into her backpack first.

"Hey Saria," Zelda said as she approached the short green-haired girl. "Were you trying to leave me or something?"

Saria gasped with mock hurt. "Me? I could never leave you. Besides, you already know I'd get bored quickly and come right back."

Zelda's eyes went from her friend to the light as it signaled it was their turn to cross the street. "True."

"Anyway, now that you're here I wanted to ask, have you heard from Link?"

"What do you mean by 'have I heard from Link'? Was I supposed to have?"

"No," Saria said, a smile slowly creeping across her face as she gently nudged her friend's side. "I just thought that after yesterday and everything that happened that you two would've, you know exchanged numbers or something."

"What do you-"

Zelda cut herself off mid-sentence, remembering what had happened the day before in the hallway. A slight pink blush crept across her face as she remembered what Saria had said.

Marriage and kids? Me and Link? Heh, not a chance, besides, a guy like him would probably never fall for someone like me anyway.

Zelda frowned at that thought before mentally reassuring herself.

Besides, now I have my soulmate to worry about now, well once they reply. I could always turn out like my parents and end up marrying them, hopefully...

Zelda was brought back to reality by her school which loomed over her, it's shadow casting shade from the scorching sun, as the sound of footsteps on the pavement were growing closer and closer by the second.

Saria turned around to see Link running to catch up with them. "Oh Zel, look, here he comes now."

"W-wait, who," Zelda asked, turning around at the worst possible moment.

The moment she turned around Link tripped on a piece of uneven concrete, falling on top of her. The two Hylians toppled to the ground.

"Oh, my Goddesses... I'm so sorry Zelda," Link said, getting up and dusting himself off before offering a hand to her.

Zelda accepted his hand and used it to steady herself, staring up into his cerulean eyes. She felt a warm sensation on her leg but she decided to ignore it, that is until Saria pointed it out.

"Uh Zel, you're bleeding..."

"Huh, I'm what," she said, still staring at Link's eyes.

"You. Are. Bleeding."

Zelda looked down at her leg in a panic. "I am? Why didn't you say so?!"

Saria was going to point out the fact that she had but then decided that it would be best if she didn't at the moment.

"Uh, hang on, I got this," Link said, as Zelda sat down on the nearest bench. He knelt down, searching through his backpack for the first aid kit he'd always carry around.

After a bit of digging, he pulled it out triumphantly and began cleaning Zelda's wound.

Zelda winced as Link pressed a bandage he had drenched with alcohol against her leg. "Ouch, I don't know what's worse, the cut or the alcohol..."

She closes her eyes tightly, she trying her best to block out the pain and the thought of the fresh, open wound. Anything that had to do with blood just made her automatically want to scream and run, even if it was her who was bleeding.

"There, all done," Link said, standing up and dusting himself off.

"Thanks, but it still kinda hurts..."

"Want me to kiss it better?"

"What," Zelda replied in response to his last question.

"Oh, sorry," Link said, a slight blush spreading across his face as he rubbed the back of his head slightly. "My grandmother usually babysits a lot and I end up watching the kids. I always say that when one of them get hurt and I'm just so used to it... I should probably try to think before I speak..."

"Oh, that's cute," Zelda said smiling. "But, I guess you can if you want to..."

Zelda was a little shocked when Link simply replied by saying "alright" then bent down and kissed the band-aid he had placed over her cut.

The Hylian girl felt her face get warm as she spotted Saria standing behind Link, making kissy faces at them.

Whatever Saria...

Link offered Zelda his hand once again to help her stand up. "Let's test out that leg of yours, shall we?"

Zelda stood up, wincing a bit before sitting back down. Although it hurt, she felt an uncontrollable laugh building up inside her until she couldn't take it anymore so she just let it out.

"Uh, what's so funny Zel," Saria asked, giving her friend a nervous glance, hoping she didn't hurt her head or something.

Instead of responding to Saria's comment, she just turned to Link, still laughing. "Déjà vu much?"

"Huh, what," the Hylian boy asked, before catching on and laughing along with her. "I guess we do have a knack for running into each other, literally. Anyway, does your leg still hurt a lot?"

Zelda nodded.

"Welp," Link said, putting on his backpack before scooping Zelda up in his arms. "Looks like I'm carrying you to your first class, who do you have?"

"Uh, Historic Languages with Ms. Impa."

"Alrighty then, I have her too so that'll be easy, just direct me on how to get there."

"To Historic Languages," Zelda said, giggling while pointing ahead of her like the captain of a ship, leaving Saria behind her, talking plenty of photos on her phone and thinking of ways to help steer her own ship into smooth waters.