Heroes of Dreamland, Book 3: The World of Nintendo (OLD)

The Second of the Non-Heroes

Hyrule Castle:

Rinda awoke that morning like it was any other day. She got up before the sun and went around the castle, making sure that things were ready for the day. While she was busy tidying up the dining room, she suddenly heard someone say behind her,

"Good morning, Rinda."

"Eek!" she squeaked and spun around to see Rose. "Oh. You're real. I had kind of hoped last night was just a dream."

Rose wilted. "Oh. Well, I can leave again. If you want."

Deedee appeared from behind Rose and glared at the Elvin girl. "Dee," he huffed, and thought to himself, How dare you treat my favorite peasant like that? I don't like her much, but I like her more than any of you others.

"Good morning, Nightmare From Dreamland," she wrinkled her face up at the little guy. The two people seemed small, but this 'Dwee' was downright tiny.

I'm not even from Dreamland, really, he thought at her, wishing she could hear. I've spent my whole life in Nintendo City. In a castle far nicer than this one, I must point out.

Rinda had already quit paying attention to him. "That's not what I meant, Rose. I just meant, I'm really worried about this non-hero thing. You take me along, someone's gonna end up hurt, and-" she knocked a vase off a fireplace mantle as she dusted without looking. "Oh, Lon Lon milk."

Giggling, Rose told her as she bent to help pick up the shattered porcelain pieces, "When I do something dumb, which is often, I always say 'daisies.'"

"Oh, daisies," Rinda tried, putting on an exaggerated angry face. "Yeah, that does work well, doesn't it?"

Rose laughed again. Just then, Link and Zelda walked in. "Oh, Rinda. Again?" Zelda sighed, looking morosely at the poor vase, which was yet another of Rinda's inanimate victims.

"Sorry," Rinda squeaked with an embarrassed blush. "I don't try to break things, really I don't. It just happens."

Sighing, Zelda replied, "I know, and that's why you haven't been fired yet. Rose, come. You, I, Ash, and Link are going to the library."

"What about Rinda? We'll need her there if she turns out to be the non-hero," Rose pointed out.

"She's not allowed in the library, like the other servants. There are things in there that are not to be taken lightly," Zelda warned. "If she is actually involved, we will bring the book to her."

Link nodded once in agreement. Now that he had Zelda to talk for him, he didn't really say anything at all anymore, Rose observed.

"Where is the lad, anyway?" Zelda asked with a frown.

"Ash is probably still asleep. He's infamous for sleeping really late, and it's early for us right now," Rose told her. "He won't mind if we go without him, as long as it means he gets to sleep."

Nodding, Zelda turned around without another word and led them out. "I'm telling you," Rose whispered to Link and Rinda before she followed, "Zelda just really doesn't like me."

Rinda and Link both shrugged apologetically, then he gestured that they should go and walked away. Frowning, Rose followed.

They entered the library minutes later. It didn't really look like a library to Rose, it looked more like some sort of magician's workshop, filled with cauldrons and such. There were a lot of books, but they only took up part of the room. "What's all this stuff for?" the Manga-Head questioned.

"The library is where new potions are discovered and brewed," Zelda explained with a shrug.

"Where I come from, we only have one kind of Potion. We use it to heal our Pokémon if they get hurt," Rose told her. "What kind of potions do you guys make?"