She grumbled under her breath and grabbed his arm. A puff of smoke and light later and they were in a small bright coffee shop. A young girl in a blue dress was dancing around with a dust rang, lifting things and wiping under them as she sang to the music.

"I wish for a hero," she was singing. "I'm holding on to a hero until the end of the night."

The girl holding Link's arm let go of it to facepalm. "The lyrics are 'I WANT a hero, Ally. Not I wish for a hero."

"Oh?" Ally asked, turning to face them looking perplexed. "Are you quite sure. I was almost reasonably certain that it might be wish for."

"I am certain! And Fairy Godmother warned you against random wishing! Now, you wished for a hero, somehow you wound up with this kid. Send him back."

"I am quite sure that I haven't a clue how though," she said, seeming even more confused. "Isn't magic, ah, your department?"

"You know I'm not allowed to knowingly grant wishes, Ally."

"And I'm not allowed to knowingly make them. Oh, but I'm being ever so rude. However do you do, I am Ally, welcome to my parent's teashop. Don't mind Dinah if you see her., she does so love to get into everything."