7. My wonderful brother

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Reina: Welcome back. This is just a little side story of Aryll developing her powers.

Chapter 7: My Wonderful Brother

Aryll

"Patience Aryll," Vaati said to me. "When you are shooting fireballs, remember to aim, not just shoot it randomly and hit the wall, like you just did."

"Easy for you to say," I panted. "You had like a hundred years of practice."

It was a three days before Zelda's arrival, and the mansion was in order. All of Ghirahim, Vaati, and Shadow's stuff were in the attic (including the scary 'fabulous' bust of Ghirahim), and Link had spent most of his time with paperwork. When Link was done with the paperwork each day, he would help with the cleaning, but then get dumped with more paperwork again the next day, causing him much frustration and agony.

Today, we finished cleaning, and with nothing to do, Ghirahim went to take a nap in his room (he cleaned a lot), Shadow decided to watch the anime about the boy who could see spirits, Link was still filling out paperwork, and Vaati decided to teach me how to use magic, which was going horribly, as I'm horrible at aiming.

"Actually, I've only had a few hours of practice," Vaati responded.

My jaw dropped. "You're kidding, right?"

Vaati smiled. "You don't get my sense of humor well."

"So it is a joke."

"I didn't say that," Vaati sighed. "Now focus on making the flame appear, and aim."

Closing my eyes, I focused my energy into making the flame appear. When I felt the warmth of the fire above my hand, I opened my eyes. I zeroed in on the scarecrow we were planning to blow up, and took aim. Throwing the fire, it almost hit the scarecrow... But then it veered to the right at the last second, almost hitting Link in the face as he entered the backyard, and he ducked before it hit him.

"What was that for Aryll?!" He yelled.

"Multiple things, like limiting my sugar intake and for not letting me jump on my bed before I sleep," I stated calmly.

"I limited your sugar intake so you don't go crazy on me, and if you jump on the bed, you could fall off and get hurt," he replied.

Vaati sighed. "She wasn't aiming for you, Link. She was trying to hit the scarecrow, but her aim is as good as Ghirahim playing the violin."

With that, Link and I both twitched. Earlier this week, Shadow Link bought a violin so he and Link could play it for fun. To prove that he was awesome, Ghirahim tried to play it, but he only succeeded in angering Shadow, Vaati and me. Strangely enough, Link didn't hear it the first time, despite the fact that we were near his room when it happened. Then Ghirahim tried to show him when Link came out to mail his work, and Ghirahim got a book slammed in his face. Now that part was funny, and I wish that we could replay that. But we don't have cameras, so I obviously can't see it again.

"How many times have you attempted hitting the scarecrow?" Link asked.

"12 times," I responded dejectedly. Every attempt failed by either missing the target or fizzing before it hit the target. Why couldn't I be as good as Link? He was perfect at everything, even cooking! He doesn't even have to try when he attempts new things! It's not fair! Tears flooded my eyes and I desperately tried to wipe them away. I couldn't help it. I was on the verge of breaking down.

Link quickly came over and gave me a hug. "Vaati, could you give us a moment?"

Vaati nodded. "I'll go check on Shadow, and make sure Ghirahim doesn't do a painting of himself as Napoleon or something else that's disturbing," He replied as he entered the mansion.

By this time, I was hysterical, sobbing in Link's arms. He gently stroked my hair, and hugged me tighter. I felt bad for breaking down like this, but I couldn't stop, no matter how hard I tried.

Link muttered, "Let's sit down," and we sat down near the oak tree. I began to calm down a little, but I was still shedding tears on Link's shirt.

"Aryll, what's wrong?" Link asked.

I sniffled. "Yo-you're s-s-so perfect a-a-t eve-eryt-thing. It's-s no-ot fair."

"No one is perfect Aryll. When I was nine, I whacked myself in the eye when I first used a slingshot," Link stated calmly.

I looked up at him. "You're kidding."

He smiled. "Nope. Rusl forced me to put ice on it and wouldn't let me use my slingshot for a few weeks. Remember how I kept rubbing my eye? It still hurt, and it's a miracle that I didn't get a black eye."

"But that was when you were a kid,"
I countered.

"You still think I'm perfect?"

I nodded.

"I'm not perfect," he sighed. "Just look." Pulling out a piece of paper from his pocket, he handed it to me.

I looked at it, and I couldn't believe it. It was one of the thousand of forms Link had to sign, and Link apparently had no idea what was going on in the paper, because he kept crossing out 'Yes' and 'No' at the bottom so many times that it had holes in the paper.

"Why did you keep crossing out the stuff in the bottom?" I asked.

He sighed. "It's about Zelda being given the right to visit when she feels like it. I want to say yes, but we have a moocher (Ghirahim) here, so I have to say no so she doesn't see him, but I don't want to be a jerk to Zelda, yet I don't want to see her everyday, etc., so at the end I just wrote 'I have zero idea on what to say about this.' Yeah, I'm pretty sure she's going to overrule it."

"That's not a mistake," I responded.

Link raised an eyebrow. "It's a mess."

"Lots of people make messes like that," I countered.

"Sometimes when I fight, I mess up and get hurt," Link said quietly. "And that incident with Zelda..."

I looked at Link and gave him another hug. "I understand now. No one's perfect."

"Good. Now let's try the fire spell one more time. 13th time's the charm."

Link was helping me up when we heard Vaati yell, "GHIRAHIM, DON'T DO THAT!"

Ghirahim came running to us with a harp. "I heard Aryll was crying, so I came to fabulously cheer her up." He began to pluck the strings, and the wailing of the dead echoed around the backyard.

"Ohhhhh, don't be saad..." Ghirahim sang.

Vaati, Shadow (who came to help Vaati stop Ghirahim) and Link covered their ears and kept yelling at Ghirahim to shut up.

Frustration began to build up in me. I was fine! I didn't need someone to sing to me! And when did Ghirahim get a harp, and not know how to use it or sing?!

"SHUT UP GHIRAHIM!" I screamed as I summoned fire and hit Ghirahim in the chest. He was sent backwards about 100 feet, and he hit the wall of the mansion.

Hearing someone clap, I turned around and saw Vaati clapping, Shadow in awe, and Link smiling.

"Impressive," Shadow said.

"Your aim has gotten better," Vaati stated. "Maybe annoyance at the person works best for you."

I smiled, glad that I had impressed Vaati.

"Should I practice again?" I asked.

"Sure," Link replied.

"Except Ghirahim is going to be target!" I said cheerfully.

"We need to do it later. Zelda's coming tomorrow, and I think we need to get supplies for food, as I'm pretty sure it isn't hood etiquette to serve oatmeal or plain old pasta to a princess," Shadow stated.

"Okay then. We need to get ready," Link stated.

The four of us entered the mansion, leaving Ghirahim outside in confusion, in order to prepare for the horror that might come tomorrow.

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