Sovelis looked over at Arrika, a frown on his face. He put his hand on her cheek and brushed away a tear that had slid down her face. "You don't need to worry...I'm not going to do anything like that. I promise you that. I'll be by your side no matter what happens...alright?" he whispered, smiling a weak smile at Arrika and holding onto her hand.

He knew that they would have a difficult time, the two of them together. But as long as they were together, they could count on one another for the strength to keep going. "You know...we shouldn't just lay here all day...unless you have other plans on your mind." Sovelis whispered, a grin on his face, and a gleam in his eyes.

Arrika was just about to reply as a loud crash interrupted her.

"Uh oh..." Thorne shielded his head as a cabinet full of glasses and plates came crashing down, he and Seth having collided into it together.

Seth freaked out and hid under the table, Thorne dashing off somewhere behind the couch.


Arrika kissed Sovelis one more time before wearily sitting up. "Better go see what Seth broke this time..." She sighed.

"Do I have too...It doesn't matter anyways...He's gonna break everything one of these days anyways..." the Tempest retorted, sitting up next to Arrika and hugging her quickly. "You shouldn't let the twerp bother you so much...he just eggs you on to get you upset." Sovelis said as he stood up, and looked for the tunic and robe top he had pulled off a few minutes ago. "This always happens. I take something off, and I loose it in an instant. Thats why I always keep my arm on all the time..." he mumbled as he looked under the bed.

"Hurry up then," Arrika said, nudging his foot as he bent over to look under the bed. "It'll take both of us to catch him- I wouldn't be surprised if ran away and got lost in the forest by now. And how are you supposed to lose a huge, heavy, shiny metal arm?"


"Thorne. You stay here. I'll be right back," Seth hissed, making his way to the front door, but Thorne tackled him and pinned him to the ground.

"No fair! You're leaving me to get in trouble again! This is like that time you locked me in that fat lady's mansion and let her think I was the one stealing her jewelry!" Thorne said.

"I said 'Every man for himself,' didn't I? So it is fair, because I gave you a 2 second head start."

"Its not my fault my things have a mind of their own sometimes! Stupid piece of crap...Always wanders off like that when something happens. I hate this house sometimes...It eats my socks too..." Sovelis mumbled, nudging back at Arrika's foot with his own. He stood back up and looked over the room quickly. "Great...another good tunic and half a robe set missing. Thats the third one this month..."

Sovelis sighed and walked over to the closet, grabbing another tunic just like the one he had on a little while ago. He slipped it over his head, and put hie head though the neck hole. "I like this haircut...thank you Arrika."

"Wait- what?" Arrika said, confused. "This house... can eat you?!"

"Damn you, Thorne! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Seth said angrily as Thorne proceeded to tie his hands behind his back tightly and lashed him to a table leg.

"Erm sorry Seth but I really don't trust you anymore..." Thorne replied uncertainly, a guilty look on his face.

"Since when did you trust me at all?! And when did you get so strong, shorty?!" Seth was amazed at how easily the cute little archer was overpowering him.

"You're not much taller than me... I don't think you're going to grow at all, actually."

"Not people...just clothing that gets left laying around. You'd be surprised how many pairs of socks vanish around here..." Sovelis said with a smile as he pulled a new robe top over his head. The room seemed to be quieter now, and he looked over at Arrika with a funny look on his face. "Why did you let me kiss you anyways?? That day we left for the twilight?" he asked, walking back over to her and putting his hands in hers. "And don't tell me it was just a random thing to do. I want to know how much of your feelings are just raging teenage hormones, and which ones are genuine care..."

"What'd you expect me to do, slap you and then run away?" Arrika replied. "No... but I think... that if a girl thought about the guy she truly liked and how it would feel to have his lips on hers, his arms wrapped around her, or just listen to the beating of his heart, or... other things.... I don't think she'd mind at all if he just suddenly kissed her," the Sheikah said honestly. "How would I know if it was just my raging teen hormones anyway? I can't stop thinking about you, and I've told you I love you and meant it about a dozen times... But how do I know you really care about me? You look like you're seventeen, you have the unstable mentality of a seventeen year old, so how do I know that your own hormones aren't influencing you as well?"

Sovelis smiled at Arrika and nodded his head in agreement. "I don't know really. I am still emotionally and physically seventeen, I'm a bit more mentally mature than most people in Hyrule....because of what I've been through." he said, looking at her with a funny grin. Sovelis kissed her again, and held her next to him. "In other words, I'm an old man trapped in a teenager's body. Sounds kinda creepy, eh?" the Tempest said a he let go of the Sheikah and headed towards the door.

Arrika stepped out into the hall again, walking down the carpeted floor silently. The farther she went the more shocked she became; the walls seemed to have been painted mixes of red and blue. She finally got to the living room, where a little blur collided into her. Looking down at the cute archer hugging her tightly she asked, "Thorne? What are you doing here- and did you and Seth have another slingshot war?"

"Oh I'm sorry Ms. Arrika it was all Seth's fault-"

"-Shut up Thorne you liar once I get free I'll kill you-"

"-See he's threatening me too!!! It was all his idea I didn't mean to mess up your house-"

Thorne fell to the ground as Seth ran towards him and jump kicked him in the back, having finally loosened his bonds.

"WHAT IN THE SEVEN HELLS IS GOING ON IN HERE?!?!" Sovelis shouted, grabbing both boys by the back of their shirts. "I want an explanation in one minute, or I'm throwing the both of you into the wine cellar with the giant rats, spiders, and roaches. NOW START EXPLAINING! And I'll know if your lying!" the Tempest shouted, his face turning an angry shade of red in less than five seconds. A vein began to throb on his forehead as he looked at the two boys he held off the ground.

Thorne started to cry, mumbling incoherent fragments of apologies and explanations. Seth just scowled and glared at Sovelis defiantly.

"No way am I helping clean up this mess. I'd throw 'em in the brig anyway," Arrika said, trying not to grin. "Aw, don't cry, Thorne," she said, patting him on the head affectionately.

"Why does he get all the special treatment? We get yelled at and you pat him on the head and ignore me?" Seth objected. "Besides, what have you guys been doing all this time anyway?" The thief said, now his turn to smile. Arrika turned a shade of pink and twisted his ear until he tried to punch her.

Sovelis sighed and set the two boys down. "I'm not that mad, Seth...and no one will get special treatment unless they are not tearing up the house. That doesn't include you two." he said, kneeling down and putting a hand on the boys' shoulders. " But you two are going to clean this mess up or there will be serious repercussions to deal with. Do I make myself clear. Seth? Erm..what was your name again?"

Sovelis looked at the crying Thorne with a stern look of concern.

"Thorne, sir..." the boy sniffed, wiping his eyes miserably.

"Aw, suck it up, Thorne! You're still a wimp..." Seth began, but was silenced when Arrika glared. "Do I have to clean it up?"

"What do you think?" said Arrika.

"Thorne just played the pity card and won you both clean over. He's gotten better at it too. Can't blame me for trying it... ," said Seth.

"Yes. Your BOTH going to clean. Not because of pity, but because you need to learn how to take responsibility for your actions, and a little hard work would do good for you Seth." The blond young-looking man said to the two of them. "And after you two get done, I'll cook us all something to eat...Alright?"

Sovelis looked at Thorne, then Seth. "And no slacking off. I'll leave a copy of myself here to keep an eye on the two of you, thataway, you'll have a harder time getting into trouble..." the Tempest stood up strait, and put his hands together. He glowed for a brief second, and then seemed to split into two, normal-sized copies of himself.

"Now...keep an eye on these two, they can be like a bull in a china shop." one of them said.

"Why should I? You do it. I'm the real one!" the other said, looking at his other self strangely.

"What? No! I'm the real Sovelis!"

"No your not. I am!" the one on the right said, taking a swing at the other.

"Hey! What was that fo-OOFF!!" he was struck in the side of the face by the other's metal fist.

"Thats it! You asked for it!!!" the injured one yelled, jumping on the other, both wrestling each other.