Tingle's Merry Holiday [Fan Fiction]
Dec 20, 2014 13:28:28 GMT -5
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Post by Nester the Lark on Dec 20, 2014 13:28:28 GMT -5
As you wish! This is my gift of all of you! Merry Christmas or whatever!
This is the first actual fan fic I've written in several years, so please don't go into it with high expectations. It's just a stupid little story I cranked out.
Tingle's Merry Holiday
by Nester
by Nester
Tingle hovered just a hop off the ground with his red balloon near the entrance to Kakariko Village. The town was bustling with activity for the annual non-denominational Winter Festival. Decorations hung from the houses, people were dancing as bands played music, and the aroma of freshly cooked pies hung in the air. Colorful lanterns were being lit as the sun set behind the mountains.
The Festival brought an influx of visitors, and Tingle peddled his maps to any passerby that would notice. Unfortunately, it also seemed to bring in the riffraff. A scraggy man with tattered clothes and an unkempt beard wandered near. Tingle pretended not to notice.
“Excuse me, sir?” the man said, “Might you spare a few rupees?”
Tingle turned up his big red nose, “Tingle doesn't give handouts.”
“Please, sir, just a rupee or two will do.”
“Tingle stands here all day selling maps. Tingle works hard for the rupees he makes. Tingle doesn't go around asking for handouts. Tingle thinks you should try working instead of begging. Tingle is busy. There are plenty of other people here for you to bother. Now, shoo!”
The man turned and shuffled away. Tingle sighed. It seemed there were fewer people interested in buying his maps and more people looking for a free lunch. As beautiful as Kakariko looked decorated for the Winter Festival, maybe it just wasn't the best place to be right now. If only he could spend the holiday in the Lost Woods with the forest children. After all, he was a child of the forest too, right?
But no, he still didn't have his own fairy. Why not? What was taking so long? There must have been some mistake. Or perhaps the great fairy simply forgot.
That must have been it! She just forgot! It was time for Tingle to go see her himself and politely let her know about her mistake. After all, Tingle wasn't getting any younger.
The night wore on as he made his way from Kakariko to the Lost Woods. The thin layer of snow on the ground glistened under the light of the full moon. It gave off a lovely glow to the surrounding trees which kept the forest from seeming so dark. Even during the day, the Lost Woods was a confusing place to wander around, but luckily, Tingle had an impeccable sense of direction.
As he walked through the forest, he heard a strange sound, as if somebody were shivering. He followed the noise to a large tree stump with a crevice on the side. Inside sat a young boy hugging his knees. “Hey, get away from me!” the boy yelled as soon as he saw Tingle.
“Tingle's not going to hurt you. What are you doing alone in the forest?”
“None of your business!”
“Silly boy! The forest is very dangerous, especially at night. Where are Silly Boy's parents?”
“My mom...” the boy started, “She... she doesn't care.”
“Ah, Silly Boy had a fight with mother! Tingle knows! But Tingle also knows that mother does care. Tingle's father always cares about Tingle, even if he doesn't always act like it. So, mother always cares for Silly Boy, no matter how silly Silly Boy gets!”
“Who do you think you are lecturing me like that?” the boy snapped back, “You met me less than ten seconds ago, and already you think you know my life story.” The boy crawled out of the stump, and Tingle got a good look at him. He was short with messy red hair. A smattering of freckles spread across his nose and plump cheeks. He wore a plain white shirt, brown pants, and boots. “I came here to be alone,” he continued, “so go away!”
“Tingle doesn't think that's a good idea.”
“Leave me alone!” the boy yelled as he abruptly ran off into the darkness.
Tingle considered chasing after him, but suddenly remembered his own errand. As the boy said, it wasn't any of his business anyway. Besides, he mustn't keep the great fairy waiting!
He continued on through the forest until finally the lights from the hidden Kokiri Village glimmered through the the thick foliage. Nobody except Kokiri knew how to find the village, but of course, Tingle had figured it out. Being that he was a child of the forest, himself, he kept it secret and never made any maps indicating where it was. Still, the children of the village would never let him in for some reason. It must have been because he didn't have his own fairy, but that would soon change!
Tingle approached the entrance to the village. A Kokiri girl with green hair tied up into two pigtails guarded the tunnel. Her fairy hovered over her left shoulder. She rolled her eyes the instant she saw Tingle coming.
“Oh, not you again,” she said, “Listen, buddy, I don't know how you keep finding this place, but I told you before, only Kokiri may enter. No one else is allowed inside. Especially creepy old men in green tights.”
“Tingle doesn't have time to argue! Tingle needs to see the great fairy right away!”
“Look, we're really busy preparing for the Winter Festival, and the Blue Fairy doesn't have time for the likes of you.”
“Tingle insists! Tingle isn't going anywhere until Tingle's allowed to see the great fairy!”
“I don't care if you stand here all night freezing your shorts off, there's no way--” the Kokiri girl suddenly stopped as her fairy whispered something into her ear, and a sly smile appeared on her face. “You really want to see the Blue Fairy, huh? Well, I'll tell you what. I'll take you to the fountain if you do me a small favor.”
“Yes?”
“There's a flower that grows in the forest called a Snow Blossom. It's a dark blue flower with petals shaped like a snowflake, and it only blooms in the winter. However, it's extremely rare. We need one for the Winter Festival, but we haven't been able to find one. If you can bring me a Snow Blossom, I'll see about taking you to the Blue Fairy.”
“Ah! Yes! Tingle knows what flower you mean! That's a fair trade! Tingle will go get the flower and be back soon! Please wait for Tingle!”
It took Tingle a little longer than he expected to find the grove he was looking for, but once he reached it, he was delighted to see a single Snow Blossom glistening in the moonlight. He picked the delicate flower and gently put it into his confetti pouch. As he was about to head back to Kokiri Village, a familiar voice called out to him.
“Hey, mister!”
Tingle turned around to see the red-haired boy from before running up to him.
“Hey, mister! Please, you gotta help!”
“Silly Boy shouldn't have run off like he did! Tingle warned you about the forest.”
“Sorry, mister. I... I messed up, big time. Something's happened. I don't know what to do.”
“Tingle is very busy. Tingle needs to be somewhere else. Silly Boy run along.”
Tingle started to walk away, but the boy grabbed his arm. “Wait! Please listen! You were right. I had a fight with my mother, and I ran away into the forest. I feel really bad about it. I don't even remember why I was upset. But she came looking for me, and... and...” the boy started to sob, “Moblins. They got her. A pack of moblins took my mom. I don't know how to get her back.”
“Tingle's sorry to hear that, but Tingle has something very important to do. Silly Boy find someone else.”
“Please don't leave me, mister!” the boy pleaded. The tears on his cheeks sparkled in the darkness. “I just want my mother back.”
As much as Tingle wanted to head back to Kokiri Village, something inside wouldn't let him. There was no telling what might happen to the boy's mother, and he decided he should help. Seeing the great fairy would have to wait just a little bit longer.
“All right,” he said, kneeling in front of the boy and wiping the tears form his face, “Don't cry. Tingle will see what he can do. Show Tingle where all this happened.”
The boy wiped his nose. “Thanks, mister! It was this way! Hurry!”
He led Tingle through the dark forest until, at length, they reached a small camp with three grumbling moblins sitting around a fire. Tingle and the boy hid behind a fallen log.
“That's them!” the boy whispered, “They tied up my mom. They must have her somewhere.”
Tingle took a good look at the three creatures. They were all of pretty good size, each with a spear and shield. Tingle thought for a moment.
“Tingle has a plan. Tingle will lure moblins away while Silly Boy looks for mother. But be quick! Tingle may not be able to distract them for long.”
“OK. Be careful, Mister Tingle.”
Tingle circled around the camp. He packed a snowball into his hands, and then yelled at the moblins, “Tingle once knew a moblin that had no nose. How did he smell? Terrible!”
The moblins all looked in his direction, and Tingle let the snowball fly. It splatted square in the middle of the face of one of the creatures. The moblin growled as he angrily wiped it away.
“Smelly moblins make the forest stink! The bark is peeling off the trees! Moblins too stupid to take a bath!”
Tingle threw another snowball, but the moblin quickly intercepted it with his shield. The moblin then picked up his spear, as did the others. They began moving in Tingle's direction as he took off running into the woods. Tingle looked back, and as the moblins were closing in on him, he started to question the integrity of his plan.
Tingle skidded to a halt in front of a rushing river with an icy bank. The fragile ice creaked under his weight. With the moblins just behind him and the cold, rushing water in front of him, Tingle was trapped. The moblins laughed deviously as they inched their way forward, spears pointed.
Tingle reached into his pouch. “Kooloo-limpah!” he shouted as he threw a handful of confetti at the moblins. The ice began to crack. Tingle inflated his balloon and floated into the air as the bank gave way and the moblins fell into the cold water.
Tingle laughed as he watched the moblins get swept downriver. “Ha-ha! Tingle told you you filthy things needed a bath!”
Tingle came down and returned to the moblin camp to find the boy sitting alone next to the flickering fire.
“Is Silly Boy's mother safe?” Tingle asked.
“I couldn't find her anywhere,” the boy said, “All I found were some ropes. What if we were too late, Mister Tingle? What if those moblins did something terrible? What if she's...?” The boy began sniffling.
“I'm right here,” said a woman walking out of the darkness. She was wearing a brown cloak with a white blouse and a long blue skirt. Her face was round and kindly, and she had shoulder-length red hair.
“Mother!” The boy ran to her and jumped into her arms. “You're OK! I thought I might never see you again!”
“Nothing can keep a mother away from her son, not even a pack of dirty moblins,” she said, “I managed to escape when they weren't looking.”
“Mother, I'm sorry I ran away. It was stupid. I'll never do it again!”
“Well, we're all safe now. That's what's important. But right now, we need to get someplace warm.”
“Mister Tingle, here, helped me look for you.”
Tingle wiped away a tear from his face. “Don't look! Tingle has something stuck in his eye.”
“Thank you, kind sir, for looking after my son,” the woman said, “You're welcome to spend the Winter Festival with us. If there's anything else we can do to repay you...”
“No,” Tingle said, “Tingle doesn't want anything. Tingle's just glad that you're both safe. Tingle wishes you a happy Festival.”
“We need to head back home,” the mother said, “Thanks again.”
The boy waved goodbye, “Thanks, Mister Tingle!”
Tingle waved back. “Silly Boy behave himself from now on!”
As Tingle was left alone by the fire, he suddenly remembered the great fairy. Finally, he could head back to Kokiri Village! He reached into his pouch and... it wasn't there! He emptied all the confetti out onto the ground, but it was gone! He lost the Snow Blossom!
Tingle sat down and put his head in his hands. “No more Snow Blossoms. Now Tingle won't get to see the great fairy. Tingle will never get his own fairy.”
Just then, a blue glow shined on him from behind him. He looked back to see the Blue Fairy hovering over him.
“You must be Tingle,” she said, “One of my forest children told me you came. I saw everything that happened. That was a very brave and selfless thing you did. To reward you for your kind act, I invite you to spend the Winter Festival with us in Kokiri Village.”
“Great Fairy really mean it?”
The Blue Fairy smiled and nodded.
“Oh, Tingle's happy day!” he said as he began dancing around.
She led Tingle back to the village, and as he entered, all of the forest children were lined up waiting for him. The girl with the two pigtails shrugged, and then she laughed as she shook her head. Each of the children bowed as he walked past.
The village was filled with decorations. Colored lamps hung from the trees. Some of the children played music with their handmade ocarinas and drums. Warm pie was being served. Even fireflies danced in the air. It was a jolly celebration.
Tingle turned back to the Blue Fairy. “Does Tingle get his own fairy, too?” he asked.
The Blue Fairy gently laughed. “Well, I suppose you'll need a guide, but just for tonight. I think I know one you'll get along with.” She beckoned to one of her fairies.
“Oh, finally! Tingle gets his own fairy! Tingle couldn't possibly be any happier! Best Winter Festival ever!”
The fairy flew up to Tingle's face and gave him a good look. “Tingle, huh?” she said in a tiny voice, “Hey, nice to meet you! My name is Navi! Listen, I'll show you all around the village! Then we can hang out and have fun and stuff! I'll tell you a whole bunch of stories, too! Listen, I know this one about a kid I used to know. He was kind of a dork, but really brave. Oh, and look! The children are playing games! We can play, too! Listen, I'll teach you how to play! Look, we're gonna be best friends, right? Hey! Where are you going? Hey! Come back! Hey! Listen! Hey!”
The End
