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It was early morning and the young man had begun to dress himself for the day. As he did, he caught his reflection in the vanity mirror on the opposite side of his bed. At seventeen-years-old, the young man should have the build of most young adults: slim with the smallest hint of muscle. Given how busy everyone in Castle Town usually is, developed muscles were to be expected. However, that was not the case with this young man.

As if to confirm this fact, he lifted his shirt and took a good look at his physique. In place of what should be a slim body was round ball of fat that bounced with the sudden freedom. The boy’s expression grew sour as he gazed upon his rotund physique. If he had a darker complexion, he wouldn't be so critical of his body. Unfortunately for him, his privileged life kept him from being direct sunlight for long periods of time, making him a beige white color… a color that was typical for Hylians. The term “doughboy” immediately came to mind.

Despite this, he couldn't help but give an inward look of satisfaction. Sure, he could stand to lose a few pounds, but he had to admit that he looked rather… pleasant to look at with the added weight. It certainly made talking to the ladies easier.

Well, most ladies anyway…

“Vladimir!” the boy heard from the other side of the door to his room. “Father is expecting us!”

“I'm coming, sis!” the boy replied, pulling down his shirt and finishing his morning preparations. After a few minutes, he opened his door to greet another fair skinned maiden with emerald eyes and golden hair. It certainly contrasted the boy's hazel eyes and dark brown hair. So much so that one would be forgiven for not knowing they were siblings.

“Took you long enough, brother,” the young woman chided, earning a scowl from Vladimir.

“I was…” he started, choosing his words carefully. “Err, I slept late is all!”

“Right…” The woman grabbed a handful of soft flesh around Vladimir’s middle, making the latter flush red. “You were contemplating your appearance again, were you?”

Dead silence. A smirk grew on the young woman's face. Looks like she was right.

“Honestly, you go through this every morning. It is not as if dwelling on it will change anything.”

“True,” Vladimir started, smacking her hand away from his person. “But unlike you, I have not been blessed with the goddesses’ glorious looks so I am less lucky…”

“Don't be so petty. If I ate like you did, I'm sure that I would end up a giantess by the time I inherited the throne.”

“So you wouldn't admire your own plumpness if you were in my situation?!” Vladimir slipped, immediately clapsing his mouth once he realized what he had just said. The young woman's eyes grew wide at first, but her expression then changed to a catty smile.

“Oh! So you like being a little puffball then, dearest Vladimir?” Vladimir had no words. He just wanted to crawl back into bed and not come out for the rest of the day. But their father was expecting them and they both knew how much he hates waiting.

“Let's just go see what father has to say…” Vladimir grunted, changing the subject as he blew past his sister. The young woman simply shook her head in amusement, contemplating on how easy it was to irritate her brother. She was only two years older than him, but they had a chemistry that almost as if they were born at the same time. Sometimes, being the elder sister had it's benefits.

“Very well,” the young woman conceded, but not before getting one last dig at her brother as she walked beside him. “But if it is any consolation, you do look rather adorable.”

“Not another word, Zelda…”

Description
It was early morning and the young man had begun to dress himself for the day. As he did, he caught his reflection in the vanity mirror on the opposite side of his bed. At seventeen-years-old, the young man should have the build of most young adults: slim with the smallest hint of muscle. Given how busy everyone in Castle Town usually is, developed muscles were to be expected. However, that was not the case with this young man.

As if to confirm this fact, he lifted his shirt and took a good look at his physique. In place of what should be a slim body was round ball of fat that bounced with the sudden freedom. The boy’s expression grew sour as he gazed upon his rotund physique. If he had a darker complexion, he wouldn't be so critical of his body. Unfortunately for him, his privileged life kept him from being direct sunlight for long periods of time, making him a beige white color… a color that was typical for Hylians. The term “doughboy” immediately came to mind.

Despite this, he couldn't help but give an inward look of satisfaction. Sure, he could stand to lose a few pounds, but he had to admit that he looked rather… pleasant to look at with the added weight. It certainly made talking to the ladies easier.

Well, most ladies anyway…

“Vladimir!” the boy heard from the other side of the door to his room. “Father is expecting us!”

“I'm coming, sis!” the boy replied, pulling down his shirt and finishing his morning preparations. After a few minutes, he opened his door to greet another fair skinned maiden with emerald eyes and golden hair. It certainly contrasted the boy's hazel eyes and dark brown hair. So much so that one would be forgiven for not knowing they were siblings.

“Took you long enough, brother,” the young woman chided, earning a scowl from Vladimir.

“I was…” he started, choosing his words carefully. “Err, I slept late is all!”

“Right…” The woman grabbed a handful of soft flesh around Vladimir’s middle, making the latter flush red. “You were contemplating your appearance again, were you?”

Dead silence. A smirk grew on the young woman's face. Looks like she was right.

“Honestly, you go through this every morning. It is not as if dwelling on it will change anything.”

“True,” Vladimir started, smacking her hand away from his person. “But unlike you, I have not been blessed with the goddesses’ glorious looks so I am less lucky…”

“Don't be so petty. If I ate like you did, I'm sure that I would end up a giantess by the time I inherited the throne.”

“So you wouldn't admire your own plumpness if you were in my situation?!” Vladimir slipped, immediately clapsing his mouth once he realized what he had just said. The young woman's eyes grew wide at first, but her expression then changed to a catty smile.

“Oh! So you like being a little puffball then, dearest Vladimir?” Vladimir had no words. He just wanted to crawl back into bed and not come out for the rest of the day. But their father was expecting them and they both knew how much he hates waiting.

“Let's just go see what father has to say…” Vladimir grunted, changing the subject as he blew past his sister. The young woman simply shook her head in amusement, contemplating on how easy it was to irritate her brother. She was only two years older than him, but they had a chemistry that almost as if they were born at the same time. Sometimes, being the elder sister had it's benefits.

“Very well,” the young woman conceded, but not before getting one last dig at her brother as she walked beside him. “But if it is any consolation, you do look rather adorable.”

“Not another word, Zelda…”