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“Leaving is fine, “ Link said cheerfully, offering his arm. “I did not plan on coming to another realm today.”

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."

Link shook his head, taking the teleportation in stride. As he realized how he’d been summoned to this world, he stifled a laugh.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Link, and....I am kinda a hero back home.”

"Oh. See there then?" Ally said. "He's a hero. Problem solved."

"Problem not solved, Ally! How is this problem solved?!"

"Simple. Heroes save people, everyone knows that. They get people out of trouble. We're in trouble because he's here, so he'll magic himself back home and save us!" she said brightly. She might be a bit... not quite right in the head, this girl.

“Oh...uhhhh...,I might be able to try and teleport back with my Ocarina?”

Link kind of doubted it would work, but, he took the woodwind from his pocket.

"OH! You can play music! How lovely! Could you play at the ball this weekend?" Ally asked.

"Ally, focus, he can't still be here for the ball this weekend!"

"Oh? Did we run out of invitations?" she asked.

The other girl looked like she wanted to put her head through a wall.

Link, ever willing to talk to anyone, merely smiled. “I can play a few instruments. But, I think your friend would feel better if I went home.”

He raised the instrument and played a short tune that he’d bound to the stables outside the castle in Nautilus.

And the only thing that happened was that Ally applauded. "Oh! That was quite good! Do you know any other songs?"

“Lots. But, they usually have magic results. That one was supposed to teleport me home.”

Link wasn’t upset just yet. He’d figure this out one way or another.

"Oh! You have magical music! How delightful! Can you use it to clean the cafe?"

"ALLY!" she hissed loudly, angerly. "Magic, as you might recall, is against the law! Do not go getting him in trouble!"

"Oh, right. I do forget sometimes, between you and Mal and everyone."

"I can't help being what I am, and as for Mal... MAL! For once you actually had a good thought, Ally. Alright point ears, let's go." She turned and stalked out of the cafe. "And put that magic music away."

Link chuckled. "Aw, c'mon. How can magic be against the law? That's like outlawing walking. Or breathing."

He huffed a little at being called point ears, but, it was better than being called an Elf, or, goddesses forbid: fairy boy.

"It's an ocarina. Well....specifically, the Ocarina of Time. But, okay." He pocketed the blue woodwind and followed.

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"Tell me about it," Jordan griped. "Come on. LEt's go find Mal."

"Oh goodie," Ally said gleefully. "Evie said she made a new dress for us. And it is always good to see what the Villian kids are up to."

"I suppose," she said leading them out.

“Villain kids?”

Link was puzzled, but, he followed obediently.

"Yeah, since magic is illegal, they're just about the only ones to go to when you need magic," Jordan said.

"And they are fun sometimes! You never know quite what they will do next," Ally said, walking with them.

“Oh. People....actually follow that law?”

Link couldn’t quite wrap his mind around that.

"As best we can," Jordan said. "We're all the descendants of heroes and princesses and sidekicks, after all. Villians break the laws and none of us want to be sent to the Isle."

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“Uh. But who made that law in the first place? Seems like someone who doesn’t have your best interest at heart....”

"King Beast," Ally said.

Jordan shook her head. "I get where the law came from and all. I still think it is unfair and bull headed and wrong. But it is what it is. And we have been safe, for the most part." She shrugged.

“That’s crazy. No healing? Nothing?”

Link shook his head. “What about fairies?”

"The ones that have wings may still fly, but their magic is only when they get permission," Jordan saif with a shrug. "Don't know much, not one for Neverland, though dad travels all over. Only Fairy I know well is Fairy Godmother, and I know her a little too well for my tastes, if you get my drift."

The thought of fairies needing permission to do what was natural to them was too much.

“Need me to take out the Beast King?” Link’s expression was grim.

"Wh... what?" Jordan asked, stunned. "What? No. Of course not. Besides, Beast isn't king any more. He was when he made the law, but Ben is king now."

"Oh yes," Ally said. "IT was quite fun indeed. We got to watch a dragon turn into a harmless little lizard, she's rather cute, actually."

Jordan looked pained.

“But, why hasn’t he repealed that law?”

Link frowned. “Seriously. Do you need help?”

"Look, maybe you better just talk to Mal, and for our sake, the sooner the better."

"Oh I do so wish we were there already, I am getting my new shoes all soiled," Ally said.

The ground was perfectly clean, as were her shoes, and then the ground was perfectly pink carpet.

"ALLY!" Jordan snapped. "Why do you have my lamp with you?"

"Oh, I thought that it might get lonely in the tea shop all alone..."

"AHEM?" A girl asked, clearing her throat behind them. They were in a huge and VERY girly dorm room. There were two large four poster queen sized beds, huge windows with the frilly pink shades closed tight, two desks, a sewing machine set up on a long table, countless racks of clothing, and other knick knacks, most of which belonged to modern teens and might be recognized due to the various school storms.

There were also two teenaged girls.

One was in a deep blue dress that went well with her long blue hair, surprisingly. That hair had a little crown-let made of small braids with the rest left loose. She wore a necklace that was eye catching - and possibly magical - that was a bright red apple that caught the light, with a jaunty golden crown atop it. She also was well made up and in dark stockings and heels with nails painted blue and gold.

The other girl looked a little like trouble on its way to happen. She was in a leather jacket that was dyed purple and green, partially open over a black shirt that had some sort of purple dragon design on it. Her purple hair was pin straight and loose behind her. She wore tight purple and black leather pants that had smell metal studs at the knees and belt loops to match the black metal studded necklace she wore. Both girls wore fingerless gloves, but where the blue haired girl wore them like accessories, and dainty ones at that, this girl wore them as statements, purple leather statements with metal studs along the knuckles. Her shoes were purple and more like sneakers than heels. She had a black and purple bag slung over one shoulder and a can of spray paint in her hand.

"While it is nice of you to drop in and all, one generally knocks," the purple one said dryly. "And as eager as I am sure Evie is to hear about your new boyfriend, whichever one of you the transfer student is dating, if you'll excuse me, I have a date of my own. With a bit of wall in the chem lab that is just itching for a little flavor."

"And that," Jordan said, "Would be Mal. Head of the VKs."

"And that's Evie," Ally put in, helpfully.

His eyes flickered between the new girls. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Link.”

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