#i kinda squeaked/screamed when i saw this because!!! GROOSE!!! MY MAN

[thesacredtwink]

Congrats on all the followers! For a little prompt, and mostly because of your icon, the Links meeting Groose?

*vibrates at the speed of light and phases out of this dimension* Yeah I like this prompt a normal amount.

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It took a few moments to adjust from the change in timelines. For someone who is used to the sensation of falling, Sky doesn't think he will ever grow comfortable with the stomach turning sensation of simultaneously falling and being crushed that comes with the portals.

The clean air is a relief, and when he looks up, the sight of familiar ruins chases the last of the queazyness away. Usually Sky is the last one to pick himself up, but today is different.

"Welcome to the Surface!" Sky says, spreading his arms wide.

Being home is better than any stamina potion, and the speed that the Skyloftian takes off at surprises more then a few of the others. They catch up soon after, and it's a thrill to officially welcome the eight other heroes to the place he and Sun, along with others, have been building.

Admittedly, there isn't much to look at. The town, a village really, is barely seven buildings. One of which is a stable for Loftwings. It feels inadequate after seeing everyone else's eras- How their Hyrules sprawl over the land. There is no castle, the only thing coming close resembling one is a half built perimeter wall. But Sky is proud of it all the same.

The downside of such a small settlement is that there really isn't anywhere for them to sleep. He steps away for only a few minutes to see if someone might be willing to put them up for the night when a commotion outside has him sprinting. What he sees makes him run faster. It's Groose in full confrontation mode, his chest puffed up, facing down eight swords with all the blustering confidence of a man who has no idea how badly outnumbered he is.

Sky shouts the first thing that comes to mind as he books it towards his fellow heroes.

"No killing my best friend!"

He skids in between Groose and Times blade, arms thrown wide, very much aware that he makes for a poor shield in comparison to the might of the Biggoron sword.

"Your best friend is Ganon?" Wind asks, incredulous.

"My best friend is Groose," Sky says at the same time as said man scrunches his nose and says "What's a "Ganon"?"

The red-head, goddess bless him Sky thinks fondly, looks more preturbed by not knowing who the heroes are talking about then the eight swords pointed in his direction, and Sky capitalizes on his friends momentary inattention.

"Why don't we just-" Sky places a careful hand on the tip of the closest sword "-put these down."

For a very long few seconds, no one moves. Then in the back of the group, Wild lowers his sword, followed by Twilight, and soon everyone has -if not sheathed their weapons- at least made the business ends less threatening.

"Everyone," Sky says, lowering his own arms,"This is Groose. Groose, these are the people I have been traveling with the last few months."

"Months?" Groose asks, taking Sky by the shoulders and spinning him around so he faces the taller man. "Shrimp, please tell me you didn't find another gate of time. Granny said there were only two."

Sky looks over his shoulder at the still tense group of heroes and back to his friends earnestly concerned face and sighs.

It's going to be a long day.