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A door creaked open, and Zelda, queen of all Hyrule, entered the castle she shared with her husband, Link. She'd spent

several hours hunting, since Link preferred a quiet life...or so he said.

"Link...? Are you here? I'm home, and I brought you a nice big pheasant to cook!"

"Ahhh...ohhhhh...ohhhh, yes...that's my spot..."

Zelda was a bit worried after hearing Link say that, but she'd decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and continue to call

for him.

"Link! Is someone else there with you?"

Link hadn't heard a word she said, of course, but she certainly had heard him...and his guest for the evening.

"Wow, Link...you're so tight. You sure don't sleep around much, do you? Where I come from, that's a sign of weakness..."

"Don't say that!" Zelda heard her husband protest. "I'm strong! I am!"

"You sure look strong with my dick in your ass."

At that, Zelda blanched. He was cheating on her...with a man?!

"Come on, Link...just admit it. You want to be controlled. You want to be taken, and that's something a woman just can't

do." came the low growl of Link's suitor. Zelda kept her back pressed against the opposite wall. Before she would even allow

the tears welling in her eyes to fall, she had to know who this man was.

"I...I..." Link's voice was higher than usual, a soft, almost feminine whimper. "You're...you're right...I do want that. And no

woman, not even Zelda, can give me what I want."

"But I can..." There was that growl again. Zelda recognized it, but she couldn't give it a name...

"Yes...yes, you can..." Link's voice was trembling. Not a tremble of fear or anxiety...no, the voice of Zelda's husband shook

with tremors of unfathomable lust...lust he'd never displayed to her.

"Tell me you want me, Link."

"I...I want you! I want you so much!" Link choked.

"Say my name, Link! Who do you want?!"

"I...I want you, Roy! Take me! Take me hard!"

...ROY!

Zelda gritted her teeth, finally giving way to her emotions and slamming her fist into the stone floor as tears streamed down

her porcelain face. She couldn't give Link what he wanted, so he'd turned to that rhinestone pretty-boy from Altea. She was

more powerful than both of them put together, and she could kill them both in an instant. But...she would never do such a

thing. She was the uppermost piece of the Triforce, not its far right. If Link didn't love her, she wouldn't raise hell about

it...she'd just leave.

Within minutes, Zelda stood alone in the forest closest to Hyrule Castle, her heart broken and her eyes leaking liquid agony.

Not two hours prior, she'd been living the perfect life. Now, her life had fallen apart. Well...that sure sounded like Zelda's

routine.

The forest at night was not the safest of places, but the dark creatures who dwelt there knew better than to toy with Hyrule's

queen. In the earlier years of Zelda's rule, a lot of them didn't...and a lot of them died. Apparently, however, a solitary Octorok

was the sole denizen of the wood who didn't receive that memo.

It leaped from the bushes, claws flashing and eyes glowing with malice. Zelda saw it and sighed, falling to her knees and

folding her hands in surrender.

"Kill me," she pleaded softly. "Kill me and eat my accursed flesh, you damnable creature."

While the Octorok was certainly confused, even a damnable creature with a single-digit IQ wouldn't pass on a free meal. It

raised its enormous violet pincer, and Zelda shut her eyes tight as she felt the tough, war-worn claw clasp around her throat.

This was it. The sweet release of death.

kyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...BOOM!

A night-shattering blast.

The screech of an ending life...but that life was not Zelda's.

The queen opened her eyes, and what she saw before her shocked and infuriated her.

The only creature generous enough to end her pain had itself been murdered. Standing before Zelda and the smoldering

corpse of the Octorok was a tall, armored figure, clad in red steel. This figure's left hand was clasped tightly around its right

arm...which ended in a long, sleek, metallic cannon. The cannon itself was emanating smoke from its recent discharge. The

figure stood straight up, staring at Zelda from behind a green glass visor.

"Why..." Zelda whimpered, stopping the armored warrior who had just turned to leave.

Her savior stopped and turned, visibly confused.

"Why did you do that to me?!" Zelda screeched, rushing towards the person and slamming her fist against a cold metal

chest. "You...you ruined my death! How could you?! HOW COULD YOU, SAMUS?!"

The warrior who'd ruined her death was indeed Samus Aran, who had travelled to Hyrule through Subspace to chase a

particulary clever bounty head...but that could wait.

What Samus did next was not something she did very often, but given that she and Zelda had stood side-by-side for more

battles than the orphan cared to count, there was some sort of trust there.

Several buttons were pressed, and Samus removed her helmet, showing a soft, tapered face and a head of long, tightly

ponytailed blonde hair.

"Zelda..." she said softly, her voice uncharacteristically gentle. Samus gripped Zelda's hand in hers, since the Hyrulian queen

wouldn't stop hitting her by herself.

"Calm down, Zelda," Samus whispered. "You can't make a dent in my suit. You'll hurt yourself."

Zelda clenched her hand around Samus's, tears once again welling in her eyes.

"You'll hurt yourself," Samus repeated, pulling Zelda to her feet again. "Come on...my ship isn't far from here. You need

rest...and you can tell me what happened when we get there."

Zelda gazed up at Samus, her thin elven lips showing the tiniest hint of a sad, sad smile. She nodded, and walked to the

other end of the forest hand-in-hand with the warrior who'd saved her life.

The Subspace portal, wide, deep, and ominous, glowed before them. It had been many a year since Zelda had used one, and

she felt genuinely frightened looking at it.

"Just walk through it," Samus advised. "Subspace thrives on fear and conflict. I don't understand it myself, to be honest."

Zelda didn't take Samus's advice. Instead, she jumped straight at the portal. Leaping from the soft grass, Zelda expected,

knowing Samus, to land on cold steel...or even volcanic stone. However, she felt her feet touch...more soft grass.

Samus wasn't far behind Zelda, and she allowed herself to utter a small chuckle.

"Do you know where you are, Zelda?" she asked sweetly. "I thought it best to set up a base of operations here. Welcome...to

Tallon IV."

Zelda gazed around her. This wasn't the kind of place in which she expected to encounter Samus. This...this was beautiful!

Lush green grass and moss coating smooth, grey rock, all accompanied by seven or eight long, flowing waterfalls,

surrounded Zelda and Samus. The bounty hunter took Zelda by the hand and smiled sweetly.

"You should spend a few days here to calm yourself down," Samus advised. "The wildlife isn't hostile. Besides...even if they

were, couldn't you just sing to them to make them love you?" She smiled wryly.

Zelda rolled her eyes at Samus, making a little 'huff' sound. "Oh, how original...a princess joke. I'm a queen now, you

know."

Samus's smile faded suddenly as she remembered why she'd brought Zelda here. "Zelda...what happened that made you...do

what you did?"

Zelda blanched, the bliss of the moment immediately dissolving into a swirling pool of misery and rejection.

"I...I came home from a hunting excursion. I'd...I'd killed the biggest pheasant I'd ever seen so that Link could make a roast for

us to share. When I found him...he was...he was..." Zelda trailed off, unable to finish her sentence.

"Link is having an affair?" Samus guessed. "You saw him with another woman?"

Zelda shook her head, sending tears flying this way and that. "No...a man!"

Samus's skin went a shade lighter. "Wh...what? Link...fancies men? Since when?"

"I don't know or care," Zelda whimpered. "I heard his new lover...it's Roy, from Altea."

Samus gritted her teeth. She'd always detested Roy, thinking of him as a loudmouthed child who placed a little too much

emphasis on how...flaming...he was.

"Roy said that Link needed to be controlled," Zelda continued, "and that's something a woman just can't do."

Samus scoffed. "If Roy said that, and Link believed it, then neither of them know what it means to be a real woman...or to

have one." She was angry as hell now. "If Link thinks that you're not as strong as he is, then he doesn't deserve you. Simple

as that."

Zelda had fallen to her knees, crying very quietly in the emerald-green grass.

"It could be, however," Samus theorized, "that Link is simply bisexual."

Zelda shook her head. "I would know if he was. Bisexuals have an innate ability to sense when someone around them is

bisexual as well...or at least that's the case in Hyrule."

Samus raised an eyebrow. "You are...?" This was news to her, but if what Zelda said was true, it would make sense.

The queen nodded, leaning down to smell one of Tallon IV's native flowers. "I am. I know that you probably can't identify with

being attracted to women, Samus, but there's something about women that I've always found so beautiful."

Samus's response was, in retrospect, a little dodgy.

"Well, you're right, Zelda. I'm certainly not bisexual."

The two spent the day taking in Tallon IV's rich, diverse wilderness. Samus had removed her Power Suit and left it at the ship,

wearing only the skin-tight 'Zero Suit,' which had had numerous people during the Subspace fiasco staring her down.. Zelda,

meanwhile, had used her magical prowess to assume the form of the nimble, nigh-mummified Sheik, so that the two could

engage in contests of flexibility, agility, and speed. They raced through the Chozo Ruins, sparred on blocks of ice in the

Phendrana Drifts, and dodged blasts of searing hot lava in the Magmoor Caverns. Zelda was astounded at Samus's choice of

pastimes. She hadn't had this much fun in years.

As the sun set over Tallon IV, the two women sat on top of the enormous floating monolith in which the Chozo had written the

locations of their sacred Artifacts. Zelda was breathtaken by the view, and Samus had, over the course of the day, become

breathtaken by Zelda.

Standing back and gazing at the way the twilight attached to the former princess, Samus felt her eyes soften. Zelda was the

epitome of beauty. Those long, flowing locks...spilling over her back like a waterfall and framing that tapered face that so

matched Zelda's prestige. But even more beautiful than Zelda's body was her voice. There were always words of wisdom

spouting from between those full, gorgeous lips, and with a melodic call like hers, Zelda made everything she said sound like

a divine hymn. Zelda was so wise...and so beautiful...and above all, she was kind. Not that artificial, sickeningly syrupy

sweetness that Peach spewed about, leading Samus to make the word 'aspartame' into an adjective and cease eating fruit for

over a month. Zelda's was true kindness, the kind you didn't have to try to flaunt.

During the Subspace affairs, Samus had caught herself staring at Zelda numerous times. Now she knew why. She lowered

her head and silently cursed herself for commiting that most heinous of crimes...love.

"Zelda," Samus said softly. "I...need a moment to myself. Will you be alright here for a few minutes? I'm going to go inside

the tower."

Zelda turned, smiling that sweet smile that made Samus's heart skip a beat. "Of course, Samus. I hope nothing is wrong."

Samus returned the smile, shaking her head. "No, nothing. I just have something to mull over for a moment." With that, she

stepped into the tower, the doors sliding shut behind her.

The tower's very center was one of Samus's favorite places to think. From behind the green window, everything was so

vast...it helped put things into perspective for the warrioress. However...standing in the very center of the tower floor and

hearing a slight shuffle of metal on fabric, Samus knew that she wasn't alone.

She clenched her fists tight. Who was following her? Was it Ridley? He'd certainly cheated death more times than Samus

could count. Was it her longtime rival, Captain Falcon? The two of them had yet to end their feud. Or was it...!

"So that's why you resisted my charm."

Samus whipped her head around and grinned slyly. No threat after all.

"Hello to you too, Snake."

The legendary soldier-of-fortune deactivated his camouflage, chuckling. "At first, I thought I was losing my edge with women.

But now it all makes sense, Samus." He took a long drag on the cigarette that dangled from his scruffed lips.

"...You're a lesbian, aren't you?"

Samus tipped her head back a little and sighed, relaxing in the company of an ally who had taken every possible opportunity

to make sexual passes at the Chozo adoptee.

"Guilty as charged, comrade. If I were into men, trust me; you'd be at the top of my list."

This drew a hearty, uber-masculine laugh from Snake. "That doesn't surprise me. I'm at the top of most lists. What can I say;

I'm just that damn good." He reached into his utility belt, producing a can of a fizzy brown brew that was, by Samus's

standards, ancient history.

"You wanna Coke? I remember you liking them during the whole Subspace thing."

Samus smiled warmly, nodding. "Yeah...yeah, I'd like that a lot." The mercenary threw the can to the bounty hunter, who

caught it, opened it, and drank deeply. "Mmmm...that hits the spot. Thanks, Snake. I needed that. I've got a lot on my mind."

"Yeah, I noticed," Snake concurred, blowing a small puff of smoke into the air. "You're eyeballing Zelda, hmm? That your type

of woman? Sorta seems like if you two went to bed, you'd break her in half."

Samus chuckled a bit. "You're such a pig, Snake...and for your information, I haven't once given any thought to doing that

with her."

"Now THAT," Snake stated plainly, winking at Samus. "That I don't believe. C'mon, Samus, you can trust me. Who'm I gonna

tell? Mei Ling? Like she'd give a damn."

Samus sighed. Snake could read her well. She was glad that she'd met her match, as he had his.

"Alright, you caught me, Snake. It's kept me awake at night...the thoughts of what I'd do to that body of hers. I want to do

anything and everything to her, but more than that...I want to do anything FOR her. Understand?" She looked at him,

wondering if a trained killer like him even knew what emotions were.

"Some people, I hear, call that 'love.' I personally have never once felt it." Snake shrugged, leaning against the wall. "So you

love Zelda. Well, then, there's only one thing you can do."

"Oh?" came the querying reply. "What's that?"

"Go back onto the balcony where your girl is and make a move. It's a hit-or-miss tactic, Samus, and you'll never know till you

try."

Samus looked at Snake pensively. "But what if I miss?"

"I doubt it'll have any lasting negative effects," Snake replied, approaching love from a scientific standpoint. "The girl's

obviously quite fond of you, judging by how she clung to ya so tight after that tussle you two had in Phendrana." He let out

another mockingly condescending chuckle. "For the record, that was so cute that I almost threw up."

Samus smiled softly as she remembered the events of earlier that day. She'd knocked Zelda from the large block of ice on

which they were sparring, and Zelda...well, Sheik, really...had plunged into the sub-zero water below. Samus dipped a hand

into it, seething in cold-induced pain as she pulled Zelda from a watery grave. Those big red eyes that made Sheik so

mysterious gazed up at Samus, then shut slowly as Zelda's magic failed. The skin-tight, ninja-esque suit faded, and Zelda's

dress spawned once more. Samus let out a small breath of surprise as she felt two small, heavily manicured hands cling

tightly to her shoulders. She'd put her arms around Zelda and just held her there, and after a moment, carried the near-

unconscious queen back to the ship, where Zelda warmed up before they headed to the tower.

As Samus was reminiscing, Snake had taken the time to both finish his cigarette and snap Samus from her daydream by

loudly coughing.

"So...yeah. Even a cold, heartless bastard like me sensed some chemistry there. If I sensed it...and it's something I usually

ignore...then chances are there's some pretty heavy magnetism goin' on between you two." He held out his hand for Samus's

empty can, which she gave to him. "I'll leave you to it. Go on and get your girl, soldier. You've been in the field for too damn

long; it's time to settle down."

And with that, Snake pressed a button, triggering his optical camouflage...and he was gone.

Samus huffed a little. She sometimes wished that Snake didn't focus so much on his image, but...if he didn't, then he

wouldn't be S-N-A-K-E.

Smiling as she felt confidence welling in her heart, Samus descended the long ramp to the tower's balcony. The doors

opened with a smooth kshhhhhhsound. Zelda turned around rapidly, folding her hands under her chin in a way that made

Samus have to work hard to avoid blushing.

"You're back! I was beginning to think that you'd gotten lost!" she teased with a demure giggle.

Samus approached her heart's desire, shaking her head. "No...but there's something I need to tell you."

Zelda nodded, her heart-melting smile ever-present. "Of course, Samus! You can tell me anything."

Samus took a deep breath, then spoke.

"I know that you were with Link before this business began, and you'll probably go back to him, because you love him--"

"Samus, stop." Zelda put a hand over the other's mouth. Samus stood bolt still, nervous for the first time in a good long while.

"You...aren't as impenetrable as you think, Samus." Zelda gazed into the bounty hunter's eyes. "Earlier today...before we

did all those fun things, and before you held me so sweetly...you told me you 'certainly weren't bisexual.'"

She took a step closer. Samus still didn't move.

"That was a very artful dodge on your part, you clever, clever warrior," she purred, her voice now dripping with allure. "You only

seek women, isn't that right?"

Samus finally gave in to her blush and closed her eyes, nodding, but still saying nothing.

Zelda's hand parted from Samus's lips. The queen took the time to notice, however, that they were the most soft, sensual lips

she'd ever laid a hand upon. Her hands moved down, resting on Samus's shoulders as they had in Phendrana.

"Zelda..." Samus warned. "Don't do anything you'll regret. I'm begging you."

"I've had just as much time to think it through as you have, Samus," came Zelda's firm, immovable reply. "I know what I'm

doing. Roy said to Link that I didn't have what he sought...but he had it backwards." She stepped forward once more so that

her smooth, streamlined body was barely, just barely brushing against Samus's full, warm chest.

"The truth is...I only married Link because it was what Hyrule wanted. I didn't care about what I wanted, but looking back..."

Before finishing her sentence, Zelda did indeed look back. It hadn't been Link who'd rushed headlong into a swarm of

thousands of Primids to rescue her when she was in over her head. He was a little too busy obsessing over his newfound

'partnership' with Roy. It hadn't been Link who'd housed her in a warm, cozy spaceship while her wounds healed. Link had

told her 'deal with it. It's just a pierced kidney. I've had tons of those.'

All those times, Link was not the one who had been her hero, as Hyrule thought. All those times, it had been Samus Aran.

Zelda snapped back to reality, gazing into the eyes of the one she truly loved.

"What I wanted, Samus...was you."

Samus's eyes widened. What was this feeling? Her throat tightened, her jaw quivered, and...a tear formed in her eye. Samus

was shocked. For the very, very first time in her life...she was crying.

"Z...Zelda...I lo--"

Samus was immediately silenced as Zelda leaned in quickly, capturing the bounty hunter's lips in her own. Samus

immediately reacted, wrapping her arms around Zelda's waist and letting her eyes slide shut as bliss took her away.

There was a tiny splash as the floor of the balcony was stained with Samus's first tear...then her second. Many more would

follow. There were years of emotion to be let out.

"Oh, Zelda..." Samus whispered as their kiss deepened.

That kiss...that outpour of passion and love...lasted for a good fifteen minutes. As it did, within the bowels of the tower, far out

of earshot of Zelda and Samus, a conversation was taking place.

"...and he's been raining fire onto the Mushroom Kingdom from a new airship. Bowser must be stopped. He's become very

powerful, and Mario can't handle him alone, not even with the aid of Luigi and Peach. They need you, Snake. You said you

had a personal mission to undertake. How's it coming along?"

Snake descended from the window room silently, using his binoculars to stare at the wide balcony. Upon seeing the two

women locked in the deepest, most passionate kiss he had ever seen, Snake grinned and saluted before responding to

Campbell.

"You're in luck, Colonel. My mission has just been accomplished. Rendezvous with me in Delfino Plaza in two hours."

He lit up a cigarette and wondered when the hell HE would be able to settle down.

Samus and Zelda sat on the edge of the balcony for a few hours, watching the sunset hand in hand. Once night had fallen,

Samus turned to her love, who had rested her head on the taller woman's shoulder.

"D'you want to go back to the ship for a night?"

Zelda didn't answer.

Samus leaned down a little to speak into Zelda's pointed ear, but stopped. She smiled quietly and kissed Zelda's forehead.

The queen had fallen asleep.

The busty blonde sighed a sigh of adoration, lifted Zelda into her arms as before, and carried her bridal-style off of the

balcony, down the steel walkway, across the fields of Tallon IV, and back to her ship, where she laid the sleeping queen

down on Samus's own bed. She leaned down, planted a soft, feathery kiss to Zelda's lips, and pulled several blankets over

her love.

"Rest well, my queen. Tomorrow's a new day."

However, for Samus, the night was still young, and she needed a bath.

Rather than take a shower inside her ship and risk waking Zelda, Samus opted for a more natural cleansing in the form of a

waterfall bath. She approached the large reflecting pool near her ship and let down her hair before dipping a hand into the

water. "Mmmm..." she purred nigh-inaudibly. Warm. Not too hot, or too cold, just...very, very warm. The perfect end to a

perfect day.

Without further ado, she unzipped her suit from the back, peeling the tight, flexible fabric from her bare flesh. She now was

completely naked, and anyone who'd been there to see her would surely have been in awe of Samus's physique. Most

athletic women had bulging biceps and thighs that could crush pure stone. Samus, however, was smooth and toned, with

wide hips, legs like porcelain, and large, heaving breasts. This surely would have had jaws dropping if anyone was there to

see her. Luckily for Samus, though, no one was there to see her. Or at least...not for a few moments.

Samus had set one toe in the water when she heard a small gasp. Turning around and instinctivly covering herself with her

arms and thighs, she saw that Zelda's slumber had ended.

"Z...Zelda! I thought you were asleep, I'm so sorry!"

Zelda approached Samus, her eyes half-shut, but not out of fatigue. She spoke only once, to utter one word...one name.

"Samus..."

The Hyrulian savior wrapped her arms around Samus's neck and kissed her as she had earlier that day, but this kiss was

different...this kiss was dripping with allure and shaking with desire.

"Samus..." Zelda repeated, gently tugging at the older woman's wrist. Samus was a bit shocked.

"Ze-mmm..." She was halted by a kiss, but managed to get out what she had to say. "Zelda, you're...you're going through a

lot of things right now. Are you--mmmm...are you sure you want to do this?"

Zelda's kisses were relentless and hungry. Samus could tell that the queen wouldn't stop until she was satisfied, and sure

enough, her reply stated as such.

"Samus, I've never been more sure of anything in my life. Please..." she trailed off, taking Samus's hand and pressing it

tightly against her waist, upon which laid the fasteners to her dress.

Samus let her eyes roll into the back of her head as she finally returned Zelda's passion. Apparently, however, a steamy

makeout session was far too tame for Zelda, who pressed Samus's shoulders downward lightly. The two fell to their knees,

and Samus searched feverishly for the fasters that held Zelda's dress in check. Zelda's lips parted from Samus's and the

elven woman lowered her head. "While you undress me..." she whispered, taking one of Samus's huge breasts in her hands

and licking the very tip of the nipple. Samus's spine stiffened momentarily. She'd pleasured herself before, but her hand and

Zelda's tongue were two very different things.

"Oh, god, Zelda...don't stop doing that..." she begged as she was finally able to locate the various pins that kept Zelda's long,

flowing dress intact. The tight, confining corset was loosened, and Zelda briefly ceased sucking on Samus's breast to raise

her arms. Samus pulled the entire dress off right there, leaving Zelda in nothing but her plain white stockings. These came off

instantly.

Samus lifted Zelda up and fell backwards, immersing both of them in warm, shoulder-deep water. She gripped Zelda by the

shoulders and pressed her new love tightly against the wall of the pool, smoothed by erosion.

"Zelda..." she whispered, placing a hand right above Zelda's womanhood.

Zelda nodded her consent, her hand on Samus's mimicking the position.

Two pairs of hungry lips met, and two sets of fingers penetrated the women that their owners loved. Both Samus and Zelda

tipped their heads back and moaned with passion.

"Oh, Samus...oh, Samus...deeper..." Zelda panted, her arm loosely draped around Samus's neck. Samus obliged, pushing

her two fingers farther in and searching desperately for that one spot that would put Zelda in utter heaven. She knew where

her own was, and she guided Zelda to it with her free hand.

"A little farther back...to your left...ahhhhhh! That's it!" Just as she'd said this, her hand alighted on that most sensitive area

of Zelda as well. Both of them screamed in pleasure, and both of them doubled their efforts.

As water poured from the rocks above onto their bodies, Samus's eyes were focused solely on the goddess before her. She

was literally ten seconds from climaxing, but it mattered little to her. The only thing on Samus's mind right now was this:

"Make Zelda feel good."

"Ohhh!" Judging by the heated whimper of the other, Samus had acheived her goal. "Samus, I'm about to..."

Samus nodded, smiling lovingly. "Me too...let's do it together."

She pressed her body tightly against Zelda's, and within seconds, their declaration of love had come full circle. If the sky had

been made of glass, then the cries of rapture as the two women climaxed together would have shattered it nicely.

And just as quickly as it had began...it was over. Both of them breathed heavily and stared at one another, then Samus

swooped upon Zelda with their most passionate kiss yet.

"Gods above, I love you," Zelda cooed, playfully nuzzling Samus's cheek.

"And I love you," came the response, once again calm and collected...textbook Samus. "Should we go back to the ship?"

Zelda shook her head. "Can we...can we sleep in this pool instead?"

Samus laughed a little. "You like it that much?" she asked, to which Zelda nodded and curled up a bit, getting good and

comfortable.

She kissed underneath Samus's chin and closed her eyes. Sleep would take them both soon, but before it did, Zelda had one

last thing to say.

"I...I think that I agree with you, Samus."

"Hm?" Samus queried. "On what, dear?"

Zelda giggled quietly and cuddled against the tall, busty blonde.

"You're...certainly not bisexual."