Nighttime is showing through the window, as Celestia’s moon rises upon the sky, the only thing being heard in the hospital being the sound of voices and of the hospital’s medical equipment beeping inside the different rooms.
The young filly Moon Dancer had fallen asleep by Link’s side, by the time her parents returned to pick her up.
“It’s funny, I’m a whole new species to them, yet they treat me like anypony else,” Link said softly to himself before chuckling softly, while he eyed the strange coin between his fingers. “I do wonder… where this thing came from? And why it reminds me so much of that PC RPG called OFF?” he asked himself, only to frown in confusion. “Actually, what in hylia’s name is this thing doing in Equestria?”
As Link inspected the token, a light burst into existence as a monochrome colored baseball player appeared, standing tall on the floor next to the hospital cot. This odd baseball player turned to face him, a confused expression on his face and his four glowing red eyes… until a smirk plastered on his face as he said calmly, “Hello Link...”
Link’s eyes went wide in fear at the sudden appearance of this guy, however… his fear faded away when he noticed the individual that had appeared in front of him is… somewhat human, with Link haven’t seen another of his kind for ten years. “Ok, who are you, and what the flying pot just happened?” Link exclaimed his question with confusion in his voice, his fear now forgotten.
The baseball players tilted his head, his face now had confusion while he muttered something to himself. He then looked at Link and asked “You don’t remember me?”
“Remember you? I never even met you.” Link said as he took a quick glance at the door to make sure nopony came in, “all I did was hold up this weir-” he stopped in mid-sentence when he noticed that one side of the coin matched the batter’s head, and the fact he literally looks just like the guy from the game.
“... Does the name Sans ring any bells, and I don’t mean the skeleton comedian from Undertale?” The Batter asked in a confused tone to Link.
“Nope, other than the guy from Undertale you mentioned,” Link replied with a shrug.
If the Batter had taken in a good look at Link’s face, he would have noticed that there was something different in Link’s appearance, besides his face looking slightly younger and having no facial hair like the last time he’s seen him.
The Batter muttered something else before taking out a token from his pocket… the wolf token he had in his hand was fading away.
“Damn...” The Batter said under his breath, before looking at Link, asking him, “what year is it?”
“The year? I don’t know, I couldn’t figure out how the pony callenders here work,” Link answered with a shrug.
Closing his four eyes in deep thought, The Batter started saying in a calm tone as the Token vanished, “Well… either way, I guess I should Introduce myself. I am Sans, a displaced version of The Batter from OFF. I know who you are Link - and I know you are a mix between the Links from A Link to the Past, Twilight Princess, Majora’s Mask, and Ocarina of Time.”
“I already figured that part out,” Link said before tilting his head at the mention of Displaced. “Wait… did you fall victim to that whole comic-con thing where people end up missing?” he asked.
The Batter nodded, saying to Link “Yes. Also, let me guess… you found a chest at your doorstep and opened it?” his tone showing that he was asking, yet knew the answer as fact.
“... How did you know?” Link asked, while narrowing his eyes in distrust at this all-knowing character.
The Batter smirked, while narrowing his eyes to match Links’, “I know that look, you don’t trust me. Heh, just like first time we met...” he said in a tone that sounded like he was recalling a memory from his life.
“But I’ve never met you, Sans. And I know i’m not suffering from amnesia, and I still remember everything in my life - including the events up ‘till today.” Link said.
“My guess is that your world got reset or rebooted. Something along those lines. Which explains this...” The Batter said, handing the fading wolf token to Link.
“A… howling stone?” Link asked in confusion as he took the stone, only for it to finish fading out of existence. “... So… someone did time traveling shenanigans kind of like Back To The Future?” Link asked to no one, before allowing his head to fall back onto the pillow. “And here I thought I’ve seen the worse.”
“Heh… it’s nice to see you again - even if you don’t remember me,” The Batter said to Link as he leaned against the wall.
“So… about this… Displaced you mention.. I’m going to take a guess… and say it's what I became, a displaced like you?” Link asked.
“Correct,” The Batter nodded, “and we’re not the only ones… there are about a possibly infinite amount of displaced. We all find ourselves in other worlds via tokens. The coin you hold in your grasp is mine… also, I think they can also be used as phones without the bad reception,” he said pointing to the token that Link had.
Link let out a gentle sigh at this information.
“But the main question is why and who?” Link said as he kept staring up at the white ceiling, deep in thought.
“Every displaced has their purpose, and you’ll find yours someday,” The Batter said, before adding, “As for for who would do this?” The Batter sighed with a shrug. “Your guess is as good as mine.”
“Since there are many of them out there, has any of them found a way back home… or am I pretty much stuck here?” Link asked with hope in his voice.
“Well, as far as I researched, right before getting stuck in the MLP version of High School Musical, no. Sadly, you're stuck here,” The Batter said blankly.
“For the time being, I guess I’ll need to settle down here - then see where I can go from there… maybe end up as Ponyville’s hero,” Link said as he pushed himself up into a sitting position, “also, I have to see what Princess Celestia wanted from me, since she did ask for me to come visit her in Canterlot once I’ve fully recovered.”
“How badly were you injured? Second, how close are you to recovery?” The Batter asked, trying to find the wounds that Link had without touching him, “I can probably help you, or at the very least speed it up.”
“I’ve been here for… eleven days,” Link said as he pulled the top part of his hospital gown to reveal a nasty scarring scab on his chest and shoulder, “a manticore almost took my life, my slowly regenerating chainmail took most of the blow,” Link explained to Sans.
“Sounds like how we met, in a void while you were unconscious - don’t ask me how, because I know not how that happened,” The Batter said, a cringed expression on his face at the sight of the scab, “anyway, you want me to heal that for you?”
“Probably not, most of it is healed anyways - I’m just waiting for the ok from the nurses… you know, discharge papers, and them asking you what you shouldn’t do, so on and so forth,” Link explained to Sans.
The Batter nodded in acquiescence, “ok, your choice pal,” he then thought of something before asking, “you wanna have a little spar later? It’s been too long since I’ve had any sort of battle with a normal being.”
“Pffft, that’s an overstatement of the word ‘Normal’ there! I mean - I have a inventory like a small pocket dimension worth of equipment in my pouch,” Link said with a hearty chuckle.
“So do I, and I don’t have a problem with it,” The Batter said smirking at Link, “besides, my definition of normal became anyone human or humanoid and isn’t made of living metal in my own image,” he joked, also chuckling.
“What, did Dr. Robotnik try to clone you?” Link said, half-serious, half-half joking considering the possibilities.
The Batter laughed at the thought.
“If that were true, my Level would have reached Level 50, days ago.” The Batter joked, remembering that, even though he has The Batter’s Level 50 stats, he himself is still slowly rising to the top. Shaking his head off the thought, he replied seriously, “I was actually referring to a Master Hand displaced,” he pulled out the Home-Run Bat as proof, “It was the only prize that made sense for me.”
”That must've been a pain if he fights like the original.” Link said.
“He was, it was only thanks to my skills, weapons, and transformation ability that I won. Even though the Metal Batter used a smash ball to turn into the Bad Batter like I did… minus the whole Smash Ball superpower thing...” The Batter said sighing at the memory of his duel, “anyway! You didn’t answer my question of ‘are you good for a round?’”
“Oh, right! Maybe… I’ve been slacking off learning all the other stuff I’ve got here,” Link said, while laughing weakly at his own answer.
“Yeah, could be a nice test run for you against an opponent that isn’t out to kill you,” The Batter deadpanned, “not to mention that at least this time we’re not fighting over a misunderstanding, but that’s a story for another day.” He sighed.
“It’ll just be a simple clash of Bats & Blades, assuming that weapon of yours is sturdy enough,” Link said.
“Considering that you only beat me when I first fought you, was due to the shock that I suddenly turned into a giant beast-like creature? One that fans dubbed the Bad Batter? All because I was inexperienced at the time?” Sans asked in mock anger, before pulling out his Ashley Bat, “Also, for your information, this bat is the strongest and most impractical bat in the world of OFF. I’m sure it can hold its own against your swords like last time,” The Batter said with confidence in his voice as he kept looking at Link with interest.
“Alright, it’ll just be a simple spar when I get out, I’ll be using my Ordon Sword - and perhaps someone here has a spell that’ll dull the blade.” Link replied as he got comfortable on the cot.
“Okay. I’ll use the Ashley Bat only, meaning no Home-Run Bat. Also, don’t worry - I have the best armor on, and if I die… I can always be revived right?” The Batter said jokingly - as if death were nothing but an inconvenience - while pulling out a card that had a joker in its face.
For some reason unknown to Link, the mere mention of someone coming back from death cheaply made his eye twitch.
They were shaken of that moment by the sound of hoofsteps softly clopping, approaching the room’s door.
The Batter turned around in panic, looking around for a place to hide.
Sadly for him, there wasn’t a conveniently shaped lamp anywhere to be found in the room, much to his rising dismay. The best he had was under the bed - as cliche as it was - so he got under the bed, and closed his eyes.
Opening the door, a blue pony with a nurse outfit peeked inside the room, but didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.
“Were you talking to someone, Mr. Link?” the nurse asked Link.
“No… Maybe it came from the next room?” Link lied through his teeth, while the nurse nodded in acknowledgement, and walked out of the room.
“Thanks,” The Batter said as he poked his head out on the side of the bed away from the door, hoping nobody/nopony came in unannounced.
“Sans, you might wanna try getting a place to sleep, since I doubt here would be a good place,” Link said to his guest.
“Okay, I’ll be in a tree just outside the entrance,” Sans said with a smile, right before opening and jumping out the window like a crazy person, right as he hopped up into a tree that was closest to the entrance of the hospital.
“You could have closed the window!” Link said with a raised whisper.
Link could have sworn he heard Sans say “Sorry,” from a distance.
Link just shook his head while sighing, rubbing his temples with one hand.
The next morning came far too slow for Link’s taste, and he was led to reception - where he was asked to sign in the discharge papers - explaining to him all the activities he should abstain from doing, including arduous physical activities, while also inviting him to return in case he felt himself feeling with fever, body pain, and other indications for him.
Leaving the hospitals’ chemical smell, Link took a deep breath of the fresh air, glad to be out of that boring place, straightening out his green tunic and red cape.
“Finally,” Sans’ voice said behind Link, before dropping down to his side to make himself known, “I was kinda tired of playing tic tac toe against a squirrel,” he joked.
“How were you able to sleep? Or avoid ponies asking what you’re even doing up there?” Link asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Yes, I did even if I really don’t need it anymore, and yes, nopony found me,” The Batter answered calmly to Link, before asking, “What now?”
“Those tokens you mentioned…” Link said as he took out Sans’s coin, “what do they do, why and how are they made?” he asked.
“Just focus on taking out an object that represents you - which will be your blank token…. Then, say or call out what message you want, for it to play when a fellow Displaced finds it the first time,” Sans started explaining to Link while they walked, before saying in a disbelieving tone, “then toss it into the air, and it’ll do the rest. You’ll be summoned when a Displaced that finds your token calls upon you, and if you choose to answer that call,” Sans explained.
Link thought about the Batter’s words… before asking with a determined look on his face, “can it be other things?”
“Sure, just like the other you’s howling stones token,” The Batter replied with a nod.
Taking the alternative timeline version of himself that Sans mentioned into consideration, Link held out his hand and started to focus, face scrunching up while sweat began to form on his forehead… until strange, swirling black particles started to condensate into an oval shape, where with some more effort, Link managed to give them the shape that he wanted.
“I won’t be adding a message to it, Sans - I think I’d rather be more cautious about who summons me… I mean, there are alot of universes out there, and I don’t even know them nor the displaced that live inside them.” Link said to Sans The Batter, who nodded in agreement, before proceeding to will within the stone in his grasp the conditions upon which he’d appear at first to the one summoning him.
‘An apparition of myself will appear before my summoner, and will take the shape of a wolf with red, green, and grey fur on him, and will present my scars and key features from myself… my damaged right ear, the left scar over my eye, and the blue earrings on my ears.’
‘My apparition will test the summoner as to his intentions… and unlike the original, I picture the symbol of Din on the wolfs’ forehead, taking his fur into account…’
‘... I think the best way for this test to happen, will be if a temporary mindscape is formed by linking a current copy of my self to the summoner, so the judgement about his intentions can be performed…’
‘... it’ll take into account the summoners’ reaction to my apparition, as well as his intent and personality, in order to find out whether the summoners’ intentions are good, evil, or if he’s just another human like myself, that was forced into something they didn’t ask.’
‘If my apparition judges them worthy of the help, the Howling Stone will shrink down from its original size, becoming an egg-shaped stone as a necklace - so they can call upon me at their time of need…’
‘However… if my apparition realizes they are actually evil, it’ll disappear - and the howling stone they are grasping will crumble, so they can’t keep it… I will for this token to find the hand, hoof, or claw of the nearest individual who fights for good.’
Link opened his eyes, smiling, as he said to Sans, “Sans? This is what I willed into the stone…”
A quick explanation later…
The Batter nodded in understanding, after hearing what Link said to him, “now then! Just toss it up into the air, and it’ll do the rest,” he said with a grin.
“Wait, just… toss it out into the air, just like that?” Link asked in confusion.
“Yep, just trust me Link,” The Batter said confidently, Link nodded before doing as The Batter instructed, tossing it into the air - where a swirling void portal appeared in its passing - where it disappeared as the portal swallowed it, vanishing just as quickly as it appeared.
“Huh… haven’t seen that way of token disappearance before, perhaps it has a different exit every time,” Sans said with wide eyes before smirking at what he had just seen.
Before Link could ask any more questions, a ball of green fire burst in front of him, making him flinch from the burst of light, and while backstepping, he heard the sound of something falling onto the ground. Both humans stared at the scroll on the ground, before Link decided to open it, as it was actually addressed to him, slowly unrolling it… and catching up two red tickets on his free hand.
Eyebrow risen from the odd things, Link turned his sights on the scroll, and started reading:
‘Dear Link,
Seeing as you’ve fully recovered, I have arranged for a temporary room in the castle for you to use while in Canterlot.
As you can probably guess, I have questions about you and your powers.
Please don’t be afraid as to my intentions - I’ve sought you out, because of your heroism throughout the years, and I hoped to ask you this: would you serve me as a knight?
I’d be deeply grateful if you were to accept, since that would mean that there would be someone to aid my ponies and the guard in case I am unable to do so.
Signed - Princess Celestia’
PS: Find attached two tickets for the next train coming from Ponyville to Canterlot, for you and your friend.
PPS: Use this letter to show the Guard that you two are expected, so they can help you come into the castle.
Link’s eyebrow raised so far up his brow, that it started to threaten to leave his face behind.
“I guess I’ll go with you, I mean - it’s not like I have anything better to do for now.” Sans said with a grin to the beleaguered man as they moved to take the train.
After an uneventful trip on the local train, and arriving at Canterlot Castle - with plenty of gawking ponies in ridiculous and expensive clothing looking at them the whole way - they finally reached Celestia’s throne room, where the guard opened the door for them after taking a look at the letter and the signature.
“Thank you for coming, Link… Tell me, who’s your new friend?” Celestia asked with tenderness while eyeing the second humanoid discreetly.
“I am Sans The Batter… and let’s just say I’m not from this world. I hail from another world ahead of yours timewise,” Sans said while balancing on his bat, speaking to her like it was completely natural for him to do.
“Ah, so you’re the visitor I sensed from earlier that appeared at Links’ location,” Celestia commented as she eyed Sans more openly now.
“Princess Celestia? Before we start the subject… I think you need to listen to this…” Link said uncomfortably as the monarch turned her attention to him.
She nodded in acceptance before saying, “What is it that you have in your mind, Link?”
“Hmm… so you two come from another world? And were sent to different… ‘views’ of Equestria?” Celestia asked the two displaced humans.
“More like parallel universes, but yeah… that explanation works too,” Sans interjected while Link said his part.
“There are as many displaced as universes - and some might not be good - so, Princess… I propose that if anyone comes, let us be welcoming, yet watchful of their actions in case they are playing pretend,” Link said to her while shuffling on his feet.
“That is an agreeably wary position when dealing with newcomers, Link,” Celestia agreed to Link’s comment as she watched him shuffle his feet. Smiling softly, and to the Batter’s amusement, she chided Link gently by saying, “oh my, Link… you do seem like suffering from a guilty conscience… want to talk to me about it?”, before showing a little smile to the nervous hylian.
“Batter, zip it...” Link warned.
“Oh, I was not going to say anything about that special stash you showed me… you know the one? That one that you keep hidden in your pouch?” The Batter teased Link with a grin as he leaned on his bat.
Celestia’s smile threatened to become a grin of amusement as she saw Link turn red from the indignity of that comment filled with innuendo, before faking concern in her voice as she asked Sans, “Oh my! Whatever you mean, Sans?”
“Ok! That’s enough, Sans. This is the princess of Canterlot-”
“Equestria” Celestia corrected with a smile of amusement on her face.
“... Of Equestria here, not some everyday pony.” Link said with minor annoyance in his voice.
“You need to relax, Link! You see how she’s enjoying our banter?” The Batter pointed his hand towards the alicorn, who immediately strained to straighten her face to show serenity… and almost failing at it.
“And you didn’t help...” Link pointed out with a sigh before looking up at Celestia. “Princess Celestia? Could I request the use of a place we could spar at?” he asked politely.
Princess Celestia covered her snout with a wing as she giggled, before replying kindly, “I think you’ll be more calmed if you go with your friend and have that spar, Link… but please do come back, so we can discuss the reason why I asked you to come,” Celestia said serenely before adding, “and the Guard’s Training Ground is in a restricted area within the castle courtyard, feel free to ask one of the guards at the door to accompany you two, while I attend my visitors for Open Court.”
After saying thank you, and leaving the room, Celestia sighed a little as she looked at the doorway… before saying in a firm voice, “Guard, please let in the next pony in line.”
Link and the Batter arrived at the training grounds for the Guard that Celestia told them about, guided by a guard, who was silent all the way after being asked to help them get there.
And Link thought to himself: ‘What better place than this to spar between friends?’ as he looked at the open arena.
“I think this should a good enough place for a sparring according to Celestia.” Link said.
“This is gonna be interesting compared to our no holds all out battle that I remember.” The Batter said.
“But this time, it's not a fight to the death, just us practicing.” Link pointed out.
“Fair point. But I’m still gonna do this nonetheless.” Sans said before summoning the 3 Add-Ons and then had them fly to the side. “Just in case the worst happens to one of us.”
“Not if I have something to do about it.” A voice spoke out from the entry way as a white unicorn walks in, its mane made of silver with a slight rainbowish tint to the edges the mane. The unicorn appears to be wearing some sort high ranking general armor. “My aunt told me a couple of creatures were going to spar at the training grounds,” the unicorn said.
“Of course, why am not surprised I’d see you here Silver Bullet.” Sans said with a twitch of eyes at the memory of when he used Wide Angle to see his stats back before and SHE had to make it awkward with her sexual innuendo.
Silver Bullet blinked in surprise. “Either I’m more well known that I thought, or we’ve met before that I cannot recall.” he said with suspicion on his eyes.
“It’s actually the later but he doesn’t need to know that.” Sans whispered to Link
“Start explaining.” Silver said with authority in his voice.
“I wonder if he’d understand if you claimed you were a time traveler?” Link whispered back.
“Maybe, but the last thing I need is to be trapped in a room with a therapist or in a mental institution.” The Batter whispered back to Link.
Suddenly, San’s head is forced to move to the side by a glitter glow of unicorn magic. “I asked you a question.” Silver said.
Sans simply did a double take, remembering Silver Bullet differently than before. “We met once before. But your universe was rebooted somehow, making our interaction nonexistent.” Sans explained still confused by the difference in Silver Bullet’s personality.
“Hmm, strange. My aunt didn’t pick up any time shift as of late, i’ll believe you for now until I get some confirmation from her,” Silver bullet said before getting down to business, “now, present your weapons,” he commanded politely to the two of them.
Link reached to his sides and pulled out an Ordon Sword from its sheath. It was his second weakest sword that won’t break, not unless spell casters want to give Link a bad day.
Sans, who was reluctant to do so, handed over his Ashley Bat. His Add-Ons were commanded to hover over to the sidelines while he waited.
Silver eyed the rings curiously before inspecting the weapon.
“A baseball bat? Not my right to question a fighter’s choice of weapons, each to their own,” he said before his horn sparked in the same color as his name sake, the bat now glowing in the same aura, he does the same for Link’s sword. “Now, you can swing it at each other and all it’ll do is leave a glowing mark or were it hit to indicate as if it as a wound.” Silver explained.
“Ok. So how many hits until someone wins?” Sans asked Link.
“The classic three hits sounds about right, although… are those rings here only for outside interference or are you planning something?” Link asked warily.
“No, they WERE gonna drop a joker to revive someone, in case one of us dies,” Sans explained.
“A… joker? You showed me that before, I’m going to assume it's like a Phoenix Down?” Link guessed doubtfully.
“Yes. It revives the fallen like the Phoenix Down,” The Batter responded holding a joker up.
“I wanted to make sure I didn’t misunderstand its use… I mean, Link doesn’t usually have a huge inventory yet here is this pouch holding so much, I wanted to make sure the mechanics worked the same as you without… whatever changing it.” Link said.
“I understand,” Sans said while nodding, before getting into his battle pose. “Ready?”
Link held his sword with two hands, deciding that perhaps a shieldless sparring with Sans would do some good for him - holding it almost as if he was holding his Biggoron sword. The two went at it as Silver yelled “Begin!”, sparring, both bat and blade colliding and making dull thuds per hit.
The two looked evenly matched until they finally managed to land each of the three hits… in the end, it ended in a draw, as the two contenders landed a strike at each others’ neck - causing them to rub at the struck area, where they felt the smart of the impact.
Silver Bullet had watched the two with interest, learning from how they fought, helping this general in forming new tactics that involved sword-wielder bipeds.
“That was a good duel my friend. It’s nice to have a practice duel against somebody that isn’t out to kill me.” The Batter said to Link with a smirk, rubbing the back of his head...
“Speaking of things out to kill me, I really wish I had something that could help me know more about my enemies, something like Tatl from Majora’s mask.” Link said yearningly.
Sans tilted his head at Link’s comment, before saying, “funny you should mention that! I just so happen to have a competence or skill, that lets you see the max HP and magic your foe possesses! It’s called ‘Wide Angle’... I believe that you are gonna need it. After all, I taught it to the previous you, so I think it’s only fair for you to get in this universe as well.” The Batter offered, leaning on his bat, watching Link with curiosity.
“So that’s how the ‘Wide Angle’ works Link.” the black-and-white displaced explained to Link, as Link tried to use it… until he achieved it.
“Anything I could give you in return? I mean, you’ve given me answers I’ve been trying to find all this time since being a Displaced,” Link said.
“Well I believe you are part ‘Link to the Past Link’. I guess the sword beam would be nice. It could give me a ranged attack for those faraway enemies.” The Batter said with a bit of deadpan in his tone.
Link blinked in minor confusion. “That… Huh. You taught me Wide Angle, although I don’t know how-” he stopped in mid-sentence as an idea popped in his head. He held out his hand as the Triforce of courage began glowing.
“What are you doing?” the monochrome baseball player asked his Hylian companion.
“Just shake my hand.” Link said. The Batter did as Link said and shook his hand - upon doing so a golden glow traveled along Link’s arm into The Batter’s.
“The Batter was taught Blade Beam” a monotone voice said in our heads.
Within San’s view, the name appeared in his Competences as “Bat Beam”... which seemed normal by his current standards.
The Batter notices that Link has a strained expression on his face. “Are you alright?” Sans asked, concern dripping in his voice.
“Just a drawback... Its something I just did for the first time, I wasn’t sure if it was going to work at first. I kind of channeled a small amount of the Triforce’s energy, so that you could learn the sword technique,” Link explained as he panted.
“Ok. So I have a small fraction of the Triforce in me? Why do I feel like that’s gonna come back to haunt me someday?” The Batter asked to nobody specifically.
“No, I said its energy. Not its body.” Link explained before raising his hand. “This isn’t the original triforce, it's only a copy. I figured that out a long time ago.”
Unknown Place, two years after arriving at this medieval world inhabited by furry, talking animal people.
“Young colt… within you there is a source of magic and might, the unlikes of which I have ever seen before in my life…”, the pony unicorn said to Link with surprise etched on her face, as Link pondered this confirmation of his previous experiments when searching for an answer.
‘If there is a Triforce within me, then it should be reacting to the other two as well… I will travel the world, and try to find them, so as to wish for it to send me home,’ Link said to himself with determination as he felt the power within him for the first time, after some experimentation...
Seven years after arriving at unknown furry animal land…
“Why there is no reaction!? Why can’t I feel the other two parts of the Triforce!? They should be here too, Wisdom and Power!” Link screamed to the heavens while camping in the empty wilderness in the middle of nowhere… only to fall on his knees, “It doesn’t make sense! No matter where I go, my Triforce never resonates to any creature I get near... no one on this planet has the other pieces, not even the most powerful or the wisest... Does this mean my Triforce of Courage is fake?” Link mentally asked himself with sorrow in his heart.
“Does this mean I’ll never get home?”
“Oh good.” The Batter said with a sigh of relief.
“I guess it could be called Displaced Energy or… wherever our powers came from.” Link said.
“...Why do I get this weird feeling, that my classmate Pinkie Pie will both know what it’s called and where it came from?” The Batter asked with a spooked tone, while feeling a weird chill crawling down his spine.
“Who?” Link asked as he hasn’t met that pony yet.
“You’ll know her when you meet her,” The Batter said, not wanting to tell Link yet.
“Should I be worried?” Link asked, while glancing around the area.
“Well, it really depends on how you view the 4th Wall breaking and stuff like that.” The Batter said, while feeling as if submerged in a pool of sweat from both the recent friendly brawl the two just had, and the ominous feeling that she could appear at any second now.
“... So she’s kind of like Deadpool?” Link asked.
“Pretty much, but replace swords and guns with a toothless alligator and parties.” The Batter agreed. “Also, a word of advice: she will throw you a party when you meet her in Ponyville, whether you like it or not.” The Batter warned, looking around the area as if his world’s Pinkie Pie could appear at any moment and whatever deities is here and there forbid that happens.
What the two aren't aware of at that time, was that Pinkie Pie in this universe has yet to find her cutie mark, as she is still a filly working at her family’s rock farm. They were also unaware, that in a bakery across time and space, The Batter’s world Pinkie Pie’s hair was sticking up while her left foot itched like crazy - her Pinkie senses going off the charts to her surprise.
The Batter shivered for a moment, feeling a disturbance in the forces of the universe.
“I think I should head home, thanks for the duel and Bat Beam technique,” The Batter said.
“No problem, Sans. If you ever need my help just find my token, wherever it is in your world.” Link said as he held out his fist.
The Batter smirked as he gave Link a fistbump. “Got it.”
“... How do I send you back?” Link asked as he held up San’s token.
“Let me think. … Oh yeah just say ‘Our Contract is sealed’.” The Batter said, remembering the phrase when Master Hand sent him home.
Link repeated the words, causing the token to glow with void magic - Sans the Batter vanishing into thin air as he is sent back into his own world… with a better landing than the last time.
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“Home sweet home.” Sans said to no one in particular… before his eyes widened in realization, rushing to Sugar Cube Corner… as he wanted to make sure Pinkie didn’t burn it down or anything unusual happened. Lord forbid she’s not in this universe right now.
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Link, once Sans had disappeared, returned with the guard that was waiting for him, before saying to Silver Bullet, “Thank you, Mister Bullet…” before reflecting inwardly, ‘I guess I’ll be meeting Princess Celestia now that I’m done? I wonder… what does she want with me, anyways?’
Link asked himself thoughtfully while walking with the guard, ‘Am I really sure that she’s not mad at me for avoiding her all these years...?’
Shrugging, Link felt that the only option at this point would be to go through with her interview, as they made their way to the Court.