We like OCs here, right? Even if they're only partially "O"...

[ancestralhero]

Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't the usual deal that we try to convince you to keep us away from these games? Your face says enough. And if that really is the case... then why are you recoiling in horror at the idea of putting me in a game?

It could be useful! They always have perks, don't they? I need as many of those as I can get, and I'll deal with the downsides. Herinn even agrees! [ Rustle-rustle-jingle goes the feather laced with a leather necklace-cord. ] Ganondorf and Sulfryn don't have forever. But you... oh, I get it. It's work. You're being lazy.

All right, have it your way. This isn't the last you'll hear of it.

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[hardworkingprince]

Laziness should never be tolerated when there is work to be done! Especially if it is going to pay off and turn into fun.

[fiend]

Or maybe she doesn't know what exactly to do with you. Mine doesn't.

[ancestralhero]

You... sound like my father.

[ Also, you look like some poor sprite that fell down a lizalfos gullet and came out the other end. What? ]

Either way, there is little I can do except keep pushing her forward in the dark hours. It's the best time to get them with their guard down.

[ancestralhero]

Ugh, then why does she keep prancing me out? [ The feather ruffles again and she reaches up to cup it. ] What?

It doesn't matter, anyway. I can look for my own opportunities, I only need her to put me in the right place!

[hardworkingprince]

Is that a bad thing? I suppose it is. I never mean to sound like anyone's father. I apologize.

[The little... whatever he is, bows.]

Just be sure to take it one step at a time. In order to make a large katamari and reach the goal before you, you must start small and gradually work your way up! Patience is a virtue~ ☆

[ancestralhero]

Papa loves to lecture. I would swear before the Heroes that he's done it in his sleep before.

... What's a katamari?

[fiend]

What would be the right pl--

... [What in the world is that thing and why is it moving.]

[hardworkingprince]

Yes, that sounds like my father, as well. Let me apologize again, for I never meant to...

[The Prince is actually visibly flustered, and he hurriedly bows again.]

A katamari is a ball to which anything smaller than it sticks.

[ancestralhero]

[ Her head tilts, then she frowns and follows Hitoshura's line of sight. Oh. She shifts her hand to give him a better look: a white feather with blue markings laced on to the cord decorated with beads and intentional twists. Her aunt just kept adding to it whenever Link returned to Agate.

The feather itself falls still, only pulsing quietly from the dabs of color on it. ]

Never met a feather sprite before?

[ancestralhero]

At least it was good advice.

[ By this point, she's knelt down to... get closer to his eye level, anyway. Her shroud billows around her, kicking up what must be a small breeze for the Prince. ]

Anything?

[hardworkingprince]

[The Prince windmills his arms a bit to maintain his balance, but it's nbd. Nothing he isn't used to. He is, after all, 5cm tall.]

Yes, anything. The bigger it gets, the bigger things a katamari can pick up. I have even rolled up planets in a katamari before.

[ancestralhero]

[ Link honestly does not know what to do with that. She eventually settles for scooting back so that she can lay closer to the ground, held up by the palms of her hands, and look the Prince straight in the eye discerningly. The feather around her neck decides it does not want to lay on the cold ground and flutters itself to rest along the back of her shoulder. ]

Why?

[hardworkingprince]

Why what?

[ancestralhero]

Roll up planets? That sounds—that sounds bad.

[hardworkingprince]

Oh, I see. Everything goes back to where it was once the katamari is turned into a star. So there is no harm done, yes?

[pterosaur]

[Janine can't help but loom a little.]

Okay, first, hero-type, I am not here to fight anything, so can we skip that part of the conversation?

[ancestralhero]

[ ??? ]

Are you playing with me?

[hardworkingprince]

Why would I be?

[ancestralhero]

[ Link isn't intimidated; she's been an acquaintance of Ganondorf's since she was five. That man is a champion loomer twenty-eight years running. ]

... Are you Tilean? The ones I've met are more humanoid, but... Or are you a shopkeep? [ Shush, those are about the only type of non-aggressive monsters she's ever met. ]

[ancestralhero]

[ The feather jingles and Link manages something close to a glower. ]

That doesn't sound real.

[hardworkingprince]

[The little person looks distressed again.]

It is the truth, I swear to you upon my mother's crown. I am the only son of the King and Queen of All Cosmos, and it is our responsibility to take care of things. But my father...

[He pauses. Does he... frown? The little antenna at the top of his head flashes irately.]

Sometimes, the King goes on outings and they cause trouble. Sometimes, the King goes and breaks the stars. It is our responsibility to take care of things. So I roll the katamari.

[ancestralhero]

[ Then it clicks. Royalty can be all kinds of whacko, which is why she's glad the people of Agate never picked up the idea of monarchy like the other two powers in the Sands. ]

... I never would have guessed the stars to be so fragile.

[hardworkingprince]

[To his credit, the Prince manages not to bury his face in his hands.]

He did not even feel sorry for it, I think.

[There's a pause, because he immediately feels dirty and ashamed for saying it. He visibly wilts.]

No... That is not fair, and it is not true. He did feel bad about it, even if it was not immediately after the fact.

[fiend]

No. [That's no Pixie, definitely.]

It's not a demon, is it?

[ancestralhero]

[ She considers, then holds out her hand for the Prince to climb on if he so chooses. Being so much larger while speaking to such a small being is awkward and she doesn't like that. ]

Is that when he took care of things for himself?