A Much Needed Hero

Chapter 13: Fight

[Zelda]

Zelda put her car in park. There were dark clouds gathering in the sky threatening to rain. She couldn't risk her dress getting ruined so, gathering up the beautiful gown, she went inside.

The elegant clock above the fireplace read 8:30 pm. She had about another hour or two before her father got home from his business trip.

When she got to her room, Zelda hung up her dress. She couldn't help but stare at it, admiring its beauty. She was so excited and happy that she had found it that she could barely restrain herself from squealing like a little girl.

Finally removing her gaze from her dress, Zelda looked around the room searching for something to do until her dad got home. Her eyes snagged on a half finished poster in the corner of her room. Smiling, she pulled it out.

She was making the poster for the state championship basketball game next week. It had been Malon's idea to make encouraging posters for both Link and Sheik. Malon had of course called making Sheiks, so that had left Zelda in charge of making one for Link. But she didn't mind. It was the least she could do for Link after all he'd done for her.

Zelda pulled out her phone and, turning on her favorite playlist, began working. This was going to be the greatest poster ever!

She had maybe worked for thirty minutes and was in the middle of singing along to her favorite song when a loud knock sounded on her door.

"Zelda?"

She tensed and glanced at her phone- the time read 9:00. Her father was home early.

"Turn that music down." Her father demanded, entering her room. "I can't even think it's so loud."

"S-sorry." Zelda fumbled for a few seconds before she successfully turned it off. "Uh... you're home early."

"Traffic wasn't as bad as usual."

"Did you enjoy the trip?"

Her father shrugged. "It was the same old."

Zelda stood up. She caught a glimpse of her beautiful dress over her father's shoulder, and dread settled in the base of her stomach.

She still hadn't told her father about going to prom yet, and she had no idea how he'd respond.

"Is something wrong?" He followed her gaze. "Where did you get that dress?"

Zelda bit her lip. It was now or never. "Well, Malon and I went dress shopping today. Because... um..." She cleared her throat. "My friend, Link, asked me to prom last week. I said yes- well obviously I did since I bought a dress- but, uh, the dance is in two weeks, so... yeah."

Zelda bounced nervously on her heels. Her father didn't look too angry, but it was hard to tell since he was always frowning.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

She froze. "Well I wanted to tell you in person, and you were on a business trip."

"And you went dress shopping today?"

"Yes."

"Without telling me?"

She gulped." ...yes."

Her fathers scowl went from annoyed to furious. Yep, he was angry. "You know that you're only supposed to leave the house to go to and from school while I'm gone."

"I was with Malon. I was- I am fine."

"You should've asked me. What if something had happened?"