Rhett and link one shots

You don't wanna meet my parents!

Number 1. TWKSDJZUSBSJ! LOOK HOW AMAZING THIS IS!!! Number 2. It's Link's parents. ;)
Number 3. I know I said no Rhink but Rhink has been growing on me, so yeah! Normal relationship. No wives or kids and Link has met Rhett's parents but Rhett has never met Link's.

Hint: this thingie ^ will be used.

NO offence to anyone at ALL!!

L I N K

I'm nervous about Rhett meeting my parents, I mean I never came out to my parents about being gay. I'm sooo super nervous. I mean, when my brother came out about having a girlfriend, my dad beat him up for two years and then his girlfriend dumped him and my sister, well my sister..

She told me and my brother first that she had a tumour and she got it checked and she had lung cancer. She told my parents (by the way this was when I was 9) and my dad took her out to the garage and I followed. I now regret that. I was peeking through the garage door window. He sat her down on a stool, pulled out a gun, and well umm.. Put her out of her misery and got rid of her cancer.

And when my dad found out I was watching he beat me up so so bad and called me a mistake, a worthless little piece of-

My thoughts were interrupted.

"LINK?!" Rhett's hand in front of my face. "Ahh!" I got startled. "Sorry you were just spaced out for almost three hours, I was actually thinking of calling an ambulance!" "Sorry." I said looking at my lap. "Hey, now." He pulled my head up by my chin.

He slowly brought his soft lips to mine. My lips moulded into his as my worries melted away, for now.

"Hey Link?" "Yea?" "When am I going to meet your parents?" He asked. My breath hitched. "Two weeks. And next week I have to go see my parents before they meet you." "Okay?"

1 week later.

I said bye to Rhett, gave him a kiss bye and started driving down the road.

Soon I got to the huge gates of my parents' mansion. I drove up to the front gate then got stopped by the new guards. They asked for ID so I gave them my drivers license. They probably won't recognise me because I'm not in my uniform and they're new. They asked me to get out of my car and I did.

They suddenly pushed me to the ground on my knees and pulled my arms behind my back. Maybe I got the wrong mansion?

They pulled me to my feet and dragged me into the castle, to the dungeons. They dragged me deep down, into the dark and smelly dungeons. "Wait, what are you-?" They shoved me forward into a cell. "No wait! I can't stay here! I'm Prince Charles!" God I hated that name!

They walked off anyway. A few minutes later my father walked down and walked up to my cell bars. "Do you know why you're in here?" He asked, scrutinising my face. "No I don't." I say trying to stay calm, but failed. "What?!? You know what you did!" He suddenly yelled, which probably caught mother's attention.

"No I don't, father! Why would I be in here?!" I asked. "EXCUSE ME?!?!?" He boomed, which made me fall over.

"Why on earth would I, Prince Charles, be put in our dungeon?!" I asked, terrified to get up.

Suddenly my younger brother Prince James, was standing beside father. He scoffed. "Yeah right!" He snapped at me. "Father it is me and I have something to tell you." I wasn't gonna back down now. "Oh what's that?" He sneered. "I'm... Gay!" I stood tall.

He evilly laughed. "Ha! A gay fagot, who claims to be my son!" He laughed more. I walked back against the wall and slumped down it. I put my heads in my hands that were on my knees.

After a few minutes of laughter, I heard footsteps walk away. "Since my son is not here now. I shall have your head!" He boomed. "Stand up and look at me boy!" He yelled. I instantly flew up to my feet and looked at him.

"Come here." He said. I slowly walked over to the bars. He opened the door and then suddenly grabbed my arms up behind my back.

He started walking me somewhere. He pushed me into a bigger cell thing. He left and gave me an outfit to get into. I looked at it. It was my old red and brown uniform (picture) I got into it and looked in the mirror.

He walked back in and grabbed ahold of my glasses and pulled them off my face. He slammed them on the table and grabbed me again. He dragged me to another room, this one much farther down in the mansion.

He pushed me into a door and followed me in. This was very dimly lit room. He locked the door and grabbed my arms again. He walked me over to a neck chopper thing that we actually still had.

"No no no no no no noooo!" I started to yell as he was pushing me to it. He told me to kneel, I did so. He told me to bend forward, I did not. He pushed my back over it could physically not bend anymore without breaking.

He opened up the top part and pushed my neck into the dent. "No please no! Please.." I whimpered, I knew this was my deathbed.

*Click* He shut it.

"Noooooo! Please I beg you!" I beg. He lets go of my wrists and walks in front of me. My hands fly up to try pull it from around my throat. "No can do! You impersonated my son and you're a gay fagot! You deserve to die!" He yelled.

He grabbed my wrists and tied them behind my back. I struggled but couldn't get free.

He walked up to me and crouched down to my ear.

"I knew it was you the whole time Prince Charles!"

"The why would you kill me?!?!?" I ask, so confused. "I'm not killing you, I'm beheading you! There's quite a difference! See, killing can mean anything, when beheading, that's a whole different story!" He said, standing up and firmly gripping the rope to behead me.

He firmly pulled it down. "Please.." I whimpered. He let go....

*thud*

Suddenly I felt sooo super great pain in the back of my throat. And then I felt no pain at all...

To be honest I felt nothing at all..