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Pit showed up, like he did just about every day. But today would be special! Link would be there waiting for him. And sure enough, he was.

With a quicker pace and his favorite bow in his hands, he came trotting up to greet his fellow archer-in-arms! "Good morning, Link!" he called, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. "You beat me here! Looks like I should have gotten up earlier, ha ha." He stopped his tracks a few feet away from him.

"Good morning!" Link couldn't help but grin as soon as he spotted Pit. By now, it was hard to hide his excitement. One of the things he enjoyed the most was training to perfect his skills, and doing so with a friend was even better!

"I just got here a few minutes ago, actually." Or not. He wasn't really one to keep track of time, but it felt like it was only five minutes or so before Pit arrived.

Link glanced at the targets he had set up to make sure nothing was amiss. They all seemed fine! "Well, ready to get started?"

"I was made ready." Pit eyed the targets' arrangements and adjusted his grip on his bow. Hopefully Link would be impressed.

"Would you like to go first, or should I?" he asked, pointing at one of the targets ahead. "I can show you what this wonder can do, but sometimes the targets break..."

'Sometimes the targets break...' Was... Was it really that powerful? Now Link definitely couldn't wait to see the light arrows in action!

"You can go first!" Oh man he was practically jumping with excitement!

"All right, then!" Pit raised his bow, angled his shot correctly, and fired. The angel almost seemed to pull the shining bluish arrow out of nowhere; in reality, it came from the rings on his arm. The bolt of light zipped through the air and smashed into the target, managing to splinter it. Once the impact ended, the arrow vanished completely.

"Ahh, see, that's what I was talking about!" he mentioned, noting the cracked wood. "And this is why I use regular arrows. They don't break targets so easily..."

Wow! And that was a pretty strong target, not the small kind of targets he had back at home that were easily broken by a slingshot! The whole thing was amazing! "That was great! Where do you get the arrows from?"

"Oh!" Pit exclaimed, lowering his bow with a wide grin. "Thank you, um... The arrows come from these rings you see here." He held up his arm for Link to see, a pair of glowing yellow bands encircling his wrist. "They don't really come from anywhere... just myself. They're nothing but pure light energy that comes from mine. But these rings are like a quiver, you know?"

Link leaned forward to get a closer look at the rings, nodding as Pit explained how they worked. So he summoned arrows whenever he needed them? Hmm... Did that mean he had an unlimited number of arrows? Being able to use magic sounded so interesting!

Link straightened back up and held up his bow. "Do you feel up for a challenge?" He really wanted to see how good Pit's archery was in competition!

"You need to ask me that? Of course I'm ready! What's the challenge, Link?" He looked on with eager eyes.

"How about a race to hit all of the targets with as few arrows as possible?" That was really the only contest he could think of at this point. If he had thought ahead of time to put more challenging targets when he was setting things up, they probably could have done something less basic. Whoops.

Pit scoped the range to check again how the targets were placed, and noticed that they weren't set up in a way that would pressure them to test their ability to quickly improvise, but it didn't matter too much. He added, "And distance from the center counts, too. You have to hit the center, or else it's meaningless. Don't waste too many arrows, Link!"

Moving over and spreading more distance between them, Pit propped his bow up, prepared to shoot again. "Good to go?" He watched for Link's bow to present itself.

Well, those rules sounded fair. It's not like either of them would have problems with hitting the center of the target, anyway, right? "Alright! You, too, Pit!"

He readied his bow, with a smirk and a nod at Pit.

"3...2...1...GO!!" And then Pit began aiming and firing wildly, but with practiced precision. Years worth and then some of sending arrows through the air had fine-tuned his skill with a bow, and in a matter of 3 seconds he pinned a target dead-center. Satisfaction seared through him and he locked on to another target.

He was curious about where Link's arrows landed, though, so through his flurry of competitive spirit and concentration he tried his hardest to crane his attention over to Link's work. It was a little difficult!

Since Link didn't have unlimited arrows, he used a different tactic than Pit. He took a short amount of time to aim for every target, trying his best to only use only one or two arrows per target. Between every other shot, he took a quick glance over at Pit, to keep track of his progress. Wow Pit was shooting off those arrows pretty fast.

Even with seemingly unlimited arrows, Pit followed the rules and tried to fire as little as possible. Good, Link wasn't shabby at all.

The angel managed to hit two targets with one arrow and felt delight splash up inside. Oh no... he should have chosen to stick with an ordinary wooden bow, on second counts, because as Pit flung his arrows at targets haphazardly, he began to second-guess which targets had already been shot. It was easy enough to tell where Link's had landed, but Pit needed to keep a mental checklist, and that checklist could only be verified either by memory or by whatever blemish the light beams left on the targets. He couldn't see them closely from here, though. Oh well, just keep shooting...

Only a few more to go...!

Link quickly knocked one arrow after another, taking down targets in a timely fashion. There weren't very more targets left, and he perhaps the same could be said for Pit. It was hard to keep track of two scores at a time, so he was uncertain as to how far Pit really was, but he wouldn't be surprised if Pit was near the finish, too, considering how fast he was hitting his targets near the beginning.

Link was feeling rather happy with himself as he watched his arrow hit his last target. He lowered his bow and looked over at Pit to see whether or not he had finished.

Pit had finished at around the same time Link did, and he turned to face Link, drawing in a final breath after all that arm exertion. "Whew! Okay, I used 16 arrows. How about you?"

"17! I guess that means I lost." Despite the fact that he had lost, Link was still smiling. Competing with Pit was pretty fun!

"Aww, so close! Just two more and you would have had me beat. Uh. I mean to say... less. Ahaha..." He raked a hand through his hair and said, "But we almost tied. Good job, Link. I think you're pretty good with a bow."

Not just pretty good; better than a paltry word like "pretty". They shared an archery class together and Pit was naturally interested in seeing other students use bows, and Link was exceptional, practiced. It worth admiring, but pinched a small envious string in Pit. Even bigger was his curiosity. "Say... where did you learn? I don't think you ever said anything about that before." He looked at Link expectantly. "It's not secret, is it?"

Where did he learn archery from? Now that Link thought about it, he never actually went to the trouble of learning it. He just knew how to do it as soon as he picked up the Hero's Bow.

"I guess I just learned it along the way," Link replied, sounding a bit uncertain.

"So you taught yourself? Without any help at all? Oooh, then when did you start learning? Was it young?" He seemed... genuinely curious, as the more questioned he popped out, the more the lights pooled into his eyes and the closer he seemed to lean.

Wow, Pit seemed very interested in this!

"I just kind of knew how to when I first got my bow. That was about..." Link thought for a while. "...A little less than year ago?"

The angel froze up right there, and he suddenly found himself unable to keep his mouth closed. "A... year? You- but I- That's so..." Insane... His fingers gripped at his bow and he didn't know WHAT to do except stare at Link like a fish. And what was he even trying to say? J-jeez, this guy had only been learning for such a short amount of time, and yet... yet he seemed like he had been doing it his entire life. Like him.

Pit swallowed and let an awkward laugh float away as he gathered his words up into a more coherent stream. "You're a prodigy!"

Link laughed, feeling a bit awkward. He always felt strange whenever somebody complemented him- He usually preferred to go unnoticed when it came to getting praised by other people.

"Well, uh... Thanks!" Link fumbled with his bow until he somehow managed to fit it into his small bag (http://i.neoseeker.com/ca/zelda_twilight_princess_conceptart_UvGvr.jpg). "You're really good at this, too!"

It must have been video game mechanics that made the bow disappear. Anyway...

"I'm glad you think so," Pit replied, recovering nicely from the shock of Link's marvelous knack for bowmanship. "I've... been practicing longer than you have... but, well, I guess... as long as I got good! That's all that matters, right?" He exhibited a small, edgy laugh, blushing ever so slightly for the weird behavior he was conscious of.

Link rubbed the back of his neck and smiled at Pit, hoping to help his friend seem a little less uncomfortable. "Well, you know magic, too! I've never been able to do things like that."

He was gradually loosing his frenetic waver in disposition. "I bet you could learn, though! Hey, if you can pick up a bow and be this good in only a year, who knows with magic? They have a class here, you know! It might not be too late to sign up."

Pit's eyes shifted back and forth and his head craned around, like he was checking the perimeter for someone's... presence. "But the teacher is kind of a grouch. It's probably cuz he's so old. But there are other magic classes that are similar, like magic history and trans... uh. mogrying?" The angel fumbled with that last word because he couldn't remember how to pronounce it. Hey, come on, it was a funny word!

"Well, you know! Maybe not, huh?"

Learning magic did sound interesting! And as long as he tried his best not to get on the teacher's bad side, the learning from him would probably be fine. Although, the third class Pit mentioned sounded interesting.

"Trans-mogrie-eying...?" Don't worry, Link didn't even know what the word meant.

Tapping his chin as he conjured sense on the topic matter, Pit replied slowly, "It... sounds like it has to do with transforming. Yeah, that would make sense. So maybe it's transforming with magic! Hey, that would be useful to know. Maybe I should try- nnno. No no, that won't do me any good right now!" He broke out in a series of lighthearted chuckles and waved it off. "I take too many classes as it is! Bad idea!"

He whirled around to face Link, shoving his arms behind his back and smiling at him with an expectant glow. "But this is about you, not me! You have so much potential. I'm maybe jealous."

Little did Pit know, but the teacher in charge of instructing students to change people into salamanders and the like was actually Link's arch-nemesis.

Pardon Pit, though; he's a bit lacking when it comes to pacing his conversation sometimes! "Hey, I'm curious. You've been on an adventure before?"

Hmm... Was it possible to learn how to transform into more than just his wolf form...? He would have to ask when he joined the class. If he would still want to even talk to the teacher once he saw who the he was. "There's not much to be jealous about," Link said, laughing a bit. Pit seemed really excited!

"Yeah. How about you?" Although Link probably knew the answer to that question already. Pit seemed like the type to have gone on adventures. He wouldn't have all these skills for nothing, right? But it didn't hurt to ask!

"I have! It was a tough journey with lots of hardships, but in the end it was worth it. Now I'm stronger because of it." The angel beamed, pleased about his trial's reflection. But he was more curious about hearing Link's story... if he would tell it.

"I want to know about yours. Where did you go? Who did you see? Um... would you like to sit down, first? That is, if it's long..." He only wished it was long. Dork.

Exchanging stories was always great! Link just hoped that he'd be able to hear more about Pit's adventures afterwords. "I don't really know how long it'll be... But we can sit down anyway!" Now, where could they sit down...? There! A bench nearby! Link walked over to the bench, speaking as soon as Pit sits down.

"So, actually, I just started out in a farm village called Ordon Village," Link began, grinning. He could already feel Pit's eagerness spreading to him!

With a whimsical flourish Pit settled onto the bench next to him, carried like a feather by his anticipation. Once Link spoke, he began listening intently.

Link started out as a casual laborer, from the sound of it. Immediately he pictured the lush rows of crops and farmland speckled with sheep and goats, the whole picture could be gazed upon from the heavens. The idea was romanticized to Pit, who had never once participated but had looked on from a detached and uncommunicable spot at the lives of such happy people. Pit was charmed.

"It took care of the goats there," he continued.

After a while of talking, Link's story turned out to be rather long, yet far from dull, as he explained about how his friends had been taken away by the Bulblins, and how he had met Midna and traveled throughout all of Hyrule, collecting items to help on their quest to save his friends, and, eventually, save Hyrule. He soon got to explaining Ganondorf's evil plot, not knowing that Ganondorf was one of the teachers at the very school.

And Pit listened with 100% interest, being swept away by such heroism and feeling his admiration for Link peak to heights previously unreached. He made plenty of small side comments and noises of reverence, ohs and ahhs and slight gasps when the story got good. He also learned that Midna and Link were good friends and had shared the adventure, as well as Zelda, too. Wow, all of these revelations were such a thrill to behold for him. He knew so many amazing adventurers... It delighted him.

Then... there was the final issue with Ganondorf. "Wait. Ganondorf..." The angel swallowed. "You don't mean the same Ganondorf that teaches at this school, do you? Because I know he's a little suspicious sometimes, but I never really thought he'd-" It was like someone dropped a brick on his skull.

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Link paused, trying to figure out if there was some sort of misunderstanding between the two of them, and if Pit was talking about a different Ganondorf. Although, who else had a name like 'Ganondorf'? He could only think of one person, and that was the Dark Lord that had attempted to shroud all of Hyrule in eternal darkness.

"But... Ganondorf is dead!" He exclaimed. Even though Ganondorf had survived imprisonment, coming back from the dead seemed nearly impossible, even for the holder of the Triforce of Power. And if had turned out that Ganondorf could escape death, what would they be able to do if he had decided to once again rise up and continue with his plans?

Pit bit his lip a little, stopped, and shook his head. "No no, he's alive. Haven't you seen him before?" Surely Link had glimpsed Ganondorf around the school before, but there was the off-chance that he had not. "If this Ganondorf is the same Ganondorf you spoke of, then you would have been able to recognize him, right?"

"I haven't seen him here, but I'd recognize him if I saw him..." Although, now that he thought about it, Link didn't really attend many classes, if at all. Most of the times he left his dorm was to either explore the campus or go out to train. It wasn't that long ago that he found out that they were actually supposed to be learning things from this place.

Maybe it would be best to face Ganondorf again. Seeing this man for himself would help him be able to determine whether or not this was the same Ganondorf that he had fought not that long ago.

"What class does he teach?"

"Sex Education, I know that," he replied with an imperceptible shudder. Memories best left forgotten scrolled through his head.

"Sex... Education...?" Link knew what that was... but now that he thought about it, he never remembered being taught about it at Ordon Village. Huh. He would go to the class if Ganondorf wasn't the one teaching it.

Well, at least what Ganondorf was teaching didn't seem especially evil or anything. "How is his class?" He asked, suspecting that Pit had attended it at one point.

"It's..." The way his mouth pulled into a longer line across one side of his face may have betrayed some of his feelings on the subject before he needed to speak a word. "Interesting. Sometimes a little weird, because Professor Ganondorf's teaching methods are a little, hmm... unique? I never really know what to expect."

"Is... it a bad unique?" Mostly, he wanted to know if Ganondorf used any cruel teaching methods or something similar. Although, it still felt strange to be talking about Ganondorf as if he was just some teacher at the school, and that he didn't try to engulf all of Hyrule in darkness.

"It's hard to say. Sometimes, maybe," he muttered, kicking his foot at a focused spot on the ground and not looking Link in the eyes. "But... as long as we're learning?"

Link muttered a quiet "Ohh..." as he thought about Pit's reaction to his mentioning of the class. Pit didn't really make it sound that great... Maybe it would be best if he didn't attend the class.

"Well," Link started, hoping to make things less awkward for Pit by changing the subject. "Ganondorf hasn't hurt anyone at the school, right?"

Now, Pit had to take a moment out ponder this, which didn't seem like such a ___ sign. Tapping the side of his jawline, he flipped through all the memories he had of Ganondorf.

"Hmmmm... Hmm! I guess by petty standards he has. I mean, one time he kidnapped me and made me a part of his swim underwear cult. And then there was this one time when he couldn't control his powers and monsters ran wild around the school- we beat them all, of course. That was like, a year ago! But other than that, he just likes to play pranks, I think."

Link's eyes narrowed a bit as he thought about Pit's answer. So, it sounded like the Ganondorf at this school wasn't a very great guy, yet he wasn't nearly as horrible of a person- if that's what one could even call him- as the Ganondorf he had fought. That meant that there was no way that they could be the same Ganondorf, right? Maybe 'Ganondorf' was just a common Gerudo name...

Wait, swim underwear cult? "Wh-" Link began, but just as soon cut himself off. A part of him was curious about this 'swim underwear cult', but from the sound of it, it didn't sound like something that was very...

Well, anyway, maybe that was enough about Ganondorf. He had hoped that he had left the Dark Lord behind when he had defeated him, but apparently he hadn't. The only way he could find out more about the Ganondorf at this school was if he saw him in person, especially since asking Pit all of these questions seemed to be making him uncomfortable.

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I'm so sorry about the lateness... ;__;

What hahaha it didn't seem late to me :D

It was almost a month Q_Q

R-really? Well uhh if we pretend we don't notice how much time passed, it won't matter...? \o/

How about I just tag better.

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Whoa, pardon my grammar errors in those last few tags! 8U

Well I didn't even notice them until you pointed them out :V

Oh. WELL THEN. Now you get to know.

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