cinderella story

Agitha's laser focus on her own chosen goals is a sight to be seen and a force to be reckoned with. It's not that she has no idea whatsoever about the scale and the consequences of the conflict present between the portals she and her counterparts had used to enter the desert way back when, and it's not that she doesn't care...it's just that she cares less about what everyone else wants, and more about the safety of her current basketbound treasures.

Linkle is easily distracted on the clearest of days (she's easily driven to action, too), so there's really not much she can do to impress Agitha.

Is there?

Well, not if her Cuccos eat all the bugs Agitha's trying to catch on the battlefield, there's not.

Problem is, Linkle doesn't know what she doesn't know. Like, she really doesn't know.

She doesn't know about all of Agitha's most intricate boundaries, and the etiquette to be observed within her omnipresent court of stridulating subjects. She doesn't know that if one so much as passes through Agitha's summoning circle as she's preparing a beetle-shaped assault, one will trigger Agitha's ire and the redirection of the assault upon them, if the summoning can even be completed properly now that it's been interrupted.

She can't go anywhere without her parasol. Fair enough: Linkle can't go anywhere without her compass, either.

But how ever would she find her way and her bootstraps clear and ready to rise up through the ranks of the invisible kingdom (well, princessdom, rather) like this?

Butterfly handflaps. Pill bug rocking. Grasshopper skipping and mantis meltdown hopping. They're not so different, you know.

Now, what would be truly magical is if Linkle were able to sweep Agitha off her feet, platform buckle straps kicking tufts of buggy grass up into the air only for them to softly shimmer to the bare ground like so many golden bugs adrift on the wind.

No challenge too great for the legendary hero, of course!