Link and Zelda finished gathering their things and were walking out the door just as the ghosts and inkblot’s discussion reached the kinds of instruments he didn’t play. 

“The bass. The instrument you’re thinking of is the bass guitar.” he commented offhandedly, turning to face the voices and looking completely bewildered when he found no one there. Vio and the other Heroes froze in place, eyes wide in a deer-in-the-headlights fashion. They all clamped their mouths shut, not even daring to breathe for fear of being caught again.

“Who are you talking to?” Zelda asked, looking at her friend like he had his shirt on inside out or something. Link scanned the room one more time, his gaze even resting on the spot where the ghostly Heroes and their companion were standing, then turned back to Zelda and shrugged. Sparky and the others let out a very muffled sigh of relief. They weren’t quite in the clear but at least he hadn’t seen them.

“I dunno. I thought I heard someone… stupid finals, I think my lack of sleep is catching up to me!” he said. Zelda chuckled, shaking her head and linking arms with her best friend.

“Come on, let’s go home. Your paper’s done right? I think you can probably afford a nap.” she said, gently tugging Link along.

Once the two friends had completely exited the room, Sparky let out a groan, dramatically slumping against the wall.

“Ugh, that was close! That’s what I was afraid of… he hears us sometimes when we talk too much around him. He hasn’t seen us yet, and it doesn’t happen often enough for him to really think anything of it, but, yikes!”

“Anyway… uh, well there’s still a lot of cool places to see in New Hyrule! We could go to one of the Temples, although now that I think about it the Ocean Temple might be a bit hard to get to because that over-water section of the Spirit Tracks is hardly ever used anymore, and literally no one uses the underwater section. Probably because the Spirit Train’s the only train that can go there without flooding, I guess, and of course people don’t just drive around the Spirit Train.” Sparky rambled, unaware that he was going off on a tangent about trains again. Vio politely cut him off with a touch to his arm, and turned to address the Repairman. 

“How about we head back to the train station and pass through that reconstruction of Ancient Whittleton they have? I think that would be neat to see, and it’s in a different direction than Link and Zelda are going if they’re heading home now, so we won’t have any more mishaps.” he chuckled, rubbing his arm a little in embarrassment. 

“Haha, don’t beat yourself up, Vio, it’s ok! Plus, you’ve got nothing on Wind and Time’s record… I think between the two of them they’ve practically had a full hour long conversation with the kid by now!”

“Oh, yeah, thank y—”

And then the Repairman realized that wasn’t the ghosts talking. He turned to see the current Link looking right at them. He froze just as the ghosts did.

He sighed in relief as Link failed to spot the group.

“Yeah,” he remarked, “good thing he didn’t look down.”

He doubted very much that a living hero in a video game universe would be too keen on seeing a blob in his school.

“Uh, sure,” the Repairman replied, “Whittleton sounds good.”

He still wasn’t fond of being in any aquatic temple. Not with a liquid body.

“Also, you’d be surprised how often ghosts almost get caught like that.”