Who: Navi & Zelda What: Getting acquainted in person over tea When: End of July/Beginning of August? Where: Deku Nursery Rating/Warnings: Low Status: Complete!
Zelda sucked in a sharp breath. No need to be nervous, right? Link’s dreams surfaced, Midna was dreaming something related to Hyrule (though her story seemed misplaced somewhere, and her concern heightened because of it), and Navi - the blue-glowing fairy fluttering behind the hero in green wherever he went - was coming into them to, they were all part of a bigger picture and seeing her was important, too.
Though she didn’t know quite what to expect when she entered, considering this Navi was human-sized and likely lacked translucent wings. And Navi hadn’t seen her past those seven years; only when her and Link were young, and no one knew she was Sheik quite yet.
So when she approached the desk, she had a ‘little girl lost’ sort of look to her. “Hello! I’m--I’m actually looking for someone? Navi?”
Working in the back with her hands wrist-deep in soil, Navi heard her name. Instead of pausing her work, she simply picked up the planter and plopped it down on the counter, resuming the transplanting of a seedling to a bigger pot. The girl at the counter was lovely, all statuesque and blonde. Navi grinned up at her. “I’m Navi, can I help you?”
So maybe that look of utter excitement - even before she explained herself - was a bit odd, and maybe there was something of a squee that threatened to screech from her throat. Zelda did her best to quell it though, sky-colored eyes suddenly shades brighter. “It’s--I’m--my name’s Zelda,” she breathed out, once she actually gathered her wits to blurt out something of actual coherence. “We spoke on the network, and I thought I’d stop by if you weren’t so, busy, and I really wanted to meet you…”
All of that came out kind of quick, a bit rambly, and then she opted to take a deep breath and chill. Still, she beamed. “Sorry. Maybe I had too much caffeine, or something, but I was really looking forward to meeting you.”
“Oh oh oh, we have dreams of the same place!” Navi liked people who were happy and bouncy because she was one herself, so Zelda just seemed excited. That wasn’t a problem, Navi was pretty much always excited and happy herself. She gave her hands a quick rinse with a hose before drying them on a towel, only afterward hugging Zelda. “It’s so neat that we have these dreams anyway, but then I get to make built in friends ‘cause of ‘em? I mean, you know Link, right?” Navi had offered Link a job before dreaming of Hyrule, and it seemed apropos to let him keep working since they were now Dream Buddies.
After pulling away, Navi grinned up at Zelda. “Gosh, you’re pretty. Do you want a cup of tea? I have a kettle in my office.”
Oh! A hug! Not that Zelda minded - she was a fairly affectionate person, but didn’t realize Navi would be so welcoming. It was a fuzzy sort of feeling, like being reunited with an old friend, and even though the majority of the fairy’s adventures involved following Link around and making sure he survived the entire ordeal, there was still enough familiarity there. So, yes, the hug was most definitely returned. More like a tight squeeze that helped conceal that brewing inner-squee.
“I’m just imagining you like this with itty-bitty wings and fluttering around,” she gushed, all the while keeping the sound of her voice at a respectable level. “And if I’m pretty, you’re gorgeous, and I wouldn’t mind some tea at all. You’re not too busy, are you? I don’t want to keep you from any responsibilities.”
Come to think of it she should have called, but she was in the area and she had passed it earlier, and then couldn’t get the thought out of her head. A face to face meeting had to happen. Dark times were ahead in these dreams, and at least they all had each other to stick through them. They didn’t have to go about it alone.
“Oh, pfft, you have to know you’re beautiful,” Navi beamed. “Don’t listen to One Direction, I think girls should know they’re beautiful. All of us are!” She took Zelda’s hand and lead her toward the back of the shop. Her employees could hold down the fort while she took a break.
The office area was cosy and homey; Navi had an armchair and a desk instead of a more professional looking setup, as well as a loveseat in the corner and a kettle on a table area intended for tea. She filled it with water from a minifridge before plugging it in. “Black okay?”
Well, that’s a way to put it! Though she found it a bit surreal that a fairy from the Kokiri Forest made a One Direction reference, though Zelda found a good deal of humor in it. “Black’s perfect,” she confirmed. Her upbringing in England and not to mention Wendy’s influence had made her fond of the herbal drinks, and everything usually seemed a bit brighter and calmer after a nice piping cup of it.
Spotting the loveseat, she settled on it, purse by her feet and hands folded politely on her lap. It was far too hot for pants and lately she’d been fashioning light sundresses, sleeveless but with straps, in all sorts of pastel colors. “Well, I’m lucky I caught you at a good time! Thank you. For letting me interrupt your work floor, and the tea.”
Nodding, Navi set to work right away making the tea. She put some water into the electric kettle and turned it on, finding a couple of mugs and setting them aside. “Oh, it’s fine, really. I need the distractions - I don’t take breaks as often as I should, and it helps to keep me sharp. And what are friends for if not spending time with?” Sitting down by Zelda, Navi smiled. “Gosh, you look like a princess here, too.”
“That’s quite the compliment,” she chuckled, and cue a bashful rub of the back of her met. “Considering I got this dress at a thrift store, I think I’ll take it.” Maybe she did have a sense of regality with the way she carried herself, but Zelda wasn’t made of money like royalty was. Her and Impa lived simply with a side of obsessive couponing.
A hand went over one of Navi’s to squeeze. “And I feel like I should see you with a pair of wings, and super tiny.” Wouldn’t be surprising if she got them! Among other things, Zelda had her ears. Something was bound to bleed over somehow. “It’s a bit strange, though. Doesn’t feel like I’m talking to a stranger. Just...an old friend I haven’t seen in some time.”
“It’s true!” Navi giggled and pulled her knees close to her chest. “You’re just ... princessely. I think you can take all of the royalty and jewels and stuff away from some people and they’ll still look regal. Grace Kelly - you coulda put her in a sack, and she’d still glow. You’re like that.”
Nodding her head enthusiastically, Navi beamed. “I feel like I should tell you something wise and advicey, but I don’t have anything today. But you’re right, it just feels like we haven’t seen each other in a while. I ‘m kind of dreading that with Link. He’s my boy, so I don’t know how that’s going to translate into real life.”
Never had anyone shower her with compliments like that, so excuse that tint of rouge flushing her cheeks. Sometimes Zelda felt like all she wore were sacks; most of her stuff was secondhand, doing all she could to save money for the lawsuit that had been brewing steadily in the horizon. Any rips she’d mend herself, any faded colors she’d dye at home. Frugal, simple things. She didn’t think she needed anything else.
“Considering you’re with him since the beginning, I’d say it’d translate very strongly,” she assumed, hands back on her lap. “I wasn’t there when he gathered the Spiritual Stones, but I’m there later on. Kind of watching.” A pause, and her brows furrowed some. “Or...stalking, and being very cryptic while hiding my identity. Anyway, you’ll see what I mean at some point.”
“Did you have to hide to stay safe?” Navi’s blue eyes widened and her mouth turned into an o. She was unaware that she was flattering Zelda; in her opinion, she was just being honest. Besides, it was obvious that Zellie was pretty - but her life being in danger was serious!
Zelda’s nose crinkled. “I do,” she confessed, fingers interlocking together in some subtle nervous fit. “Things escalate and - the man that cursed the Deku Tree? He ends up cursing Hyrule, for seven years. Except you and Link are frozen in time for most of it. It’s...a bit of a mess, from the point I’m at now.”
She couldn’t quite remember where Navi was, in these dreams - talking about the Spiritual Stones, the Sacred Realm, the split Triforce, it was a lot and she didn’t want to be overwhelming. Or give too many spoilers. But vague warnings for what’s to come was a safe bet, wasn’t it?
Navi’s eyes went filmy at the mention of the Deku Tree. Dreaming of his death had hurt just as much as it would’ve dreaming about her grandfather’s death. “Poor Link. That must be hard on him. I hope we find that guy and Link cuts his darn head off.”
It wasn’t often that Zelda advocated violence, but in regards to Ganon, she was inclined to agree. It made her bristle, hackles rising, because it took a certain degree of outright evil to use two ten year olds for his master plan of conquering her entire kingdom. “It is,” she smiled sadly. “But he does it anyway, and...does it well. You probably help keep him sane, too.”
“I’m sure it’d be lonely to save the world alone. Even if I didn’t help him with strategy and stuff... I’d want to go with him just to make sure that he’s okay, you know?” Navi sighed, standing up to pour the hot water over tea bags. She handed Zelda a mug decorated with cheerful birds. “Here you go! I’ve got sugar and honey and stuff if you need it, too.”
“You’re a rather worldly fairy, Navi,” chuckled Zelda, taking in more honey than sugar to sweeten her tea. Nothing like a good cup herbal over a conversation with an old friend of sorts. “He needed you. I don’t think anyone else could have helped him pinpoint things during battle. Those dungeons aren’t exactly meant for children.”
Yet he still battled them, tasked with a sacred duty. The concept of two ten years old taking down a king of thieves was ludicrous; she knew that now as an adult, and so did the princess turned temporary Sheikah there, but something had to be done. And with the three of them holding a piece of the triforce, they had no choice at that point.
“Have you spoken to him at all yet?”
“It’s not right that a little kid had to fight so much stuff. Or you, you were so brave.” Sighing, Navi curled up with her own black cup of tea. “We’ve talked a little on the network, but not in person. I’m kind of nervous. It’s weird, right?”
“Not weird,” Zelda assured. “Actually, it’s understandable.” It helped that she already knew Link before all this mess started. He’d worked at the kitchen at the diner and was a cheesy dork, so that helped ease them both into the fact that they shared a dreamscape. Then there was Midna, who dreamt about Hyrule but...not the time they were currently seeing in their sleep - which was odd. And fascinating. A mix of the two. “But I think he’d love to see you in person. Considering how close you two are there...”
A shrug of her shoulders, then a quick sip of her tea. ‘“If it feels like we’re meeting like old friends for us, then imagine how it will be with him.”
“Yeah. I don’t know, he feels like my little brother or something, and ... yeah, I should probably see him. I’ll text him and see if he wants to get food sometime. I wonder if he eats as much as he does in my dreams.”
The blonde’s nose crinkled, but mostly out of fondness. “Frosties and fries,” she advised, the corner of her lips quirked into the tiniest of smirks. “Or fries in frosties, he’s sort of weird like that.” Or maybe she was the weird one for never really trying it that way - was that seriously common? Salted potato things in soft serve? Blech. “So all I know is that he just eats sort of weird, but, yeah. Wouldn’t hurt! He’d love to hear from you. And maybe we can do something with all us Hyrule people - Impa included, although she hasn’t been bitten by the dream bug yet.”
Zelda wondered if she’d ever dream. There was plenty for her to see, as the Sage of Shadows, one of the last of the Sheikah.
“Ew, people do that. It’s gross.” Navi shook her head. “But he’s a boy, and boys sort of just put food in their faceholes sometimes and think about it later.” She sipped her tea, curling up in her seat. Her legs were tanned from being outside all day, but she seemed really happy to just be with Zelda.
“I’d love that. We can keep things quiet for Impa’s sake, though. Don’t want to drag her into it without her consent, you know?” Other people mattered a lot to Navi.
Faceholes. Yes, she’d certainly have to remember that interesting slang for a mouth and it was a good thing she hadn’t been in mid-sip. Tea would have probably gone up her nose. “Oh, I agree - she might feel a bit weird about people who’ve dreamed of her that she’s never technically...met.” Which was the awkward, downside of things. Link and Navi would have first dreamt of her when they snuck into the castle courtyard, and they’d see her again - when Ganon would seize the kingdom, when they faced the troubles of the Shadow Temple.
Zelda’s fingers splayed over the mug, absorbing the warmth from the drink’s steam. “But I think she’s fascinated by the concept, really. She knows about it. A little hard to hide things from her.” A little personal shindig, maybe? Their place wasn’t far from the beach and the houses were so spaced apart, they didn’t have a neighbor for another mile. “We’ll have to have you all over at some point!”
“That’d be really nice! And you should come over for dinner sometime, Zora would like you. My cat.” The cat normally wasn’t super trustful to strangers, but Zelda was graceful and her motions were fluid. There was an almost feline grace to her as well, which Zora would probably be all right with.
“Zora,” she mused. Interesting name of choice. “Not unintentionally after the race of aquatic humanoids, I presume, but it’s funny how coincidences work out. I’d love to, by the way.” Zelda wasn’t in the position to have pets, but she’d live vicariously through Navi - smother the cat with cuddles. Cups clinked together as a toast. “We’ll make it an official plan, then. Considering we’re in this together.”
“Together,” Navi beamed. Zelda might have been little in Navi’s dreams thus far, but she was sure glad to see how well she’d grown up.