Can You Teach Me?

Extras

AN// Hey, everyone! Thanks for reading the whole story! This 'chapter' contains bits I cut out of the main story either because they didn't fit or I decided to go in a different direction. They're pretty good, though, so I didn't want to leave them out. Just think of this chapter as a blooper reel.

Cut Out Bit from chapter three: Can You Teach Me How to Ride... a Bear?

The weather had gone from cold and wet to hot and humid, the moisture clinging to the air as thick as soup.

"I want some soup," Link said. "The weather reminds me of it."

"The weather is soup enough for me. What an awful climate. For it to go from freezing to muggy, for lack of better words... I am truly disturbed."

"Yeah, it's bad. I'm going to keep my clothes off. It's way too hot for them."

"Please do. I'm adoring the view."

Cut Out Bits from chapter 4: Can You Teach Me How to Climb Rocks?

"Do you think maybe this cliff is too steep?"

"Don't worry, it's safe. I've already tested it."

"You tested it? What if you had gotten injured?"

Link considered this. "Well... that wouldn't be good. But I didn't."

"I see."

Cut Out Bits from chapter 7: Can You Teach Me How to Feel Safe Again

Inside, Link began his nightly routine of making sure the doors and windows were locked and the house's perimeters were secure. Zelda watched. She wished he wasn't so worried all the time. He deserved to feel safe in his own home. But he didn't, and she supposed war did that to a person. She knew she had times she felt as if she was right back in the castle, holding back Ganon with no idea when he'd break loose.

Link finally finished and laid down beside her. "Everything's safe."

Zelda smiled at him and laid down. She opened her arms up. "Come lay with me?"

He did, breathing deeply as he wrapped his arms around her.

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Falling.

Falling.

Falling.

Nothing below her but the inky black nothingness of hell.

Nothing around her but the cold chill of underground, or maybe of the sky. She didn't remember how she had gotten there. She didn't know how she would save herself. She didn't know where Link was, but she knew he was nowhere close.

She was completely and utterly alone.

Zelda shot up, looking around her. She was in bed, wrapped in her blanket. She and Link had separate blankets, as she liked to be wrapped up like a burrito, and he liked to be on top of the blanket. Being beneath it made him feel like he was being strangled, wrapped in the scaly embrace of a lizalfo.

She was warm and safe. Link had his arms wrapped around her. He looked at her with concern written in the lines of his face. She must have woken him when she moved.

"What's wrong?" He signed. It was hard to make his voice work in the morning, and in the middle of the night. "Ganon dream?"

Zelda shook her head.

She was awake when he got back. She had been watching him, but that wasn't who he had felt watching him. He had felt something malicious, not benevolent.

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Link shoved the table in front of the door. It screeched against the floor, leaving new scratches over the ones from nights past