"What's in here?"
Legend turns as fast as lightning and grabs the box from Skull Kid's hands before he even realizes what it is.
The little wooden arms audibly pop out of the small chest.
He quietly puts them back inside their sleeves.
"Let go of it." he orders.
The imp tilts their head: "What's in it?" they repeat, ignoring his words.
"None of your business."
"But I want to know."
He huffs: "My rings."
"The ones for the fingers?"
"Yes, the ones for the fingers."
"Can I see them?"
"Some of them are cursed and I wouldn't trust you with them."
"Oh." they freeze. Their mouth disappears - the lack of lips makes it melt back into their head perfectly.
They do not speak further.
Their hands still clutch the box.
"Let go of it." Legend orders again.
"It's a nice box." they murmur.
"Yes, it is. Now let go of it."
"Do the rings possess people?" they whisper.
They seem very serious.
"No," Legend answers, "They're just your run-of-the-mill curses. Sucking your energy, weakening your body, all that."
"And they curse by touch?"
"No, no, only if you wear them."
"Oh!" they seem relieved.
"Now let go."
"Can I see them?"
Legend sighs deeply, rubbing at his eyelids.
"Fine." he conceds. "But don't touch them."
A beat of silence.
"So I can't see them?"
He gives them a look before remembering. Right. They're blind. Can't see. Right. Right.
He raises his index finger to press it to their completely flat nose: "I'll give you the not cursed ones," he states, "And you will give them back to me immediately. Deal?"
A grey wooden finger boops his own nose: "Deal!" Skull Kid grins with their sharp teeth.
The box opens with a click.
Legend rummages through the overflowing jewelry and hands them a small ring.
The imp examines it, curious: "There's a stone on it," they point out.
"Many of them have a gem," the hero replies.
"What stone is it?"
"Uh-" he snaps his fingers twice as he tries to remember: "Hydromelon tourmaline, I think this kind is called."
"Why's it called hydromelon tamaline?"
"Tourmaline - see, you know how a hydromelon looks like, right? Green outside, a bit red on the inside... This part here -" he moves their small digit to rub against part of the stone, "- This part is green, and the rest instead is this kind of reddish pink, like a hydromelon. That's why it's called like that."
"Oh... And the ta- t- tor-ma-lin part?"
"Tourmaline. That's just the kind of rock."
Skull Kid hands it back to him. He looks at them quizzically: "You don't wanna know what it does?"
"No," they answer simply, like a child, "I just want to see them. Are there any others with stones with two colors?"
Legend searches in the box and grabs a few.
"This one here -" he explains as he puts the first in their palm, "-This has an ametrine quartz. It's a mix of citrine quartz and amethyst - this part here is yellow, like the citrine, and this one is purple."
"Like the amethyst?"
"Exactly, like the amethyst. While this other one, this stone is called snowflake obsidian, and it has little white and grey dots all over."
"I think I know this one! It's black under the spots, right? It's black under it."
"Yep, yep. And this one - no wait, that's one of the cursed ones, hold on-"
Wind, Four and Hyrule return to camp first to find Legend so absolutely engrossed in the explanation of the different kinds of gems that he has not noticed how Skull Kid (who still diligently looks at every ring they are given and asks questions about them) has had their head turned towards the three man party for a while now, having sniffed them out rather easily. He is finally taken out of it when the imp waves blindly in the vague direction of the returning heroes.
"You said I couldn't even touch them!" Wind cries out, betrayed.
"They are just looking at them!" Legend replies immediately, "And they're looking at all the not cursed ones specifically!"
“That’s just blatant favoritism!”
“No it’s not!”
"They have pretty stones on top of them," Skull Kid chimes in, blissfully serene. Before the veteran hero can stop them their hand dives in the box and fishes out the first ring which was handed to them, holding it out for the young sailor to see: "Gold said this one's called hydromelon tor-ma-lin, because it's green and pink. It's nice, isn't it?"
"How did you even find it in that sea of rings?" Four asks, genuinely impressed, while Legend tries to takes the jewel back from the little wooden fingers.
"The shape and the stone are different," they explain, and to prove a point they fish out the snowflake obsidian as well, rubbing a thumb on the much smoother gem: "See? They're different! That's how I find them."
The veteran finally snatches the magical jewels: "Hey, hey! Put those back! We had a deal, the two of us."
The wooden child snickers. Four giggles a bit as well, inconspicuously going to sit next to Legend; Wind lets himself plomp down next to Skull Kid, neck stretching to better look at the rings, while Hyrule simply looks patiently at the seasoned hero as if waiting for an invitation that will have to inevitably come, because they're all terribly curious and no amount of fussing and grumbling will save Legend from the prying eyes dying to get even a glimpse of his vast collection of items this time.
Warriors returns to camp with Sky and Wild in tow, and they wave back at the little wooden hand that smelled them way before anybody could hear them. The strangeness of being presented with such a passionate gathering around a box of small jewelry does not fail to strike them - and it strikes Time and Twilight too, when they arrive soon after.
The Chosen Hero eyes curiously the clamoring group: "What are you doing?"
"None of your business!" Legend replies a bit too rudely while swatting away at Wind's hands as they reach for a cursed ring.
Hyrule smiles at them, sweetening the stress in the veteran's voice: "The little one managed to get him to share his rings!" he explains, pointing at the Skull Kid already on their feet and running to their dear friend, offering him an aventurine ring.
Warriors whistles, clearly interested.
"Forget it!" the veteran yells at him immediately, "I am not explaining all of this all over again!"
He jolts at the others, feverishly getting back all of his rings and slamming them in the box held possessively under his arm - he looks like a selfish bear stubbornly refusing to share a large bee-free beehive.
The last missing jewel he is unable to rip from the imp's little clutches.
Instead he accidentally rips their arm. Again.
The Chain freezes at the sight of the lone limb in Legend's grip.
Time laughs suddenly.
"I almost forgot you can do that," he says with disarming serenity.
Legend quickly puts the arm back where it should be; Skull Kid gives the ring back, snickering a little bit.
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