So I am a Deku now.
I make plants dance.
I also spin, like a ballerina.
I walk on water too.
I'm like Deku Jesus.
I was God-Emperor of these guys once, actually.
Best Plant wants to interact with me.
This is so stupid.
Away we go!
Tatl starts talking. Blah blah blah.
She decides she is going to travel with me. Without consent of course.
If she is done travel-raping me I must go.
Also I can do this.
I am turtley enough for the turtle club now.
No I am not.
What do you know about being a Deku?
Oh, flying. That sounds fun and not womanly at all.
I stand corrected.
This is childish and stupid.
I hope I never have to do that again.
In hindsight, this was about as foreseeable as a bullet train to the face.
Come away with me, children, to my forest of flying faggotry.
I discover a Deku nut.
Now that I am one, it begs the question of where a Deku's Nut's are.
I take the feminine flowercopter across yet another gap.
Oh no! A sad face!
The saddest face!
Adieu, Tristepin
When did I learn French?
Oh jesus it's Forest Temple all over again.
It's spinniiiiiiing
Slimy
I ascend the grimy tower.
huh, this area looks pretty mechanical
AUGH
Even Tatl cowers
Wait, I remember you.
I worked for you.
Yeah, I totally care.
You fired me if I recall.
Yeah, what a crazy random happenstance.
Or you've been following me.
Adult please.
You terrify me in ways my woody Deku Lips cannot express.
This angle says so much about you, Mask Salesman.
But I do need to get my Ocarina back.
This is where the plot goes downhill.
...I can do that.
I can't promise there won't be a hole in it though.
Get the Ocarina, Get the mask, do it in three days.
Gotcha.
Nobody does things quickly like Deku Lonk!
Well, maybe.
I'm not sure how I work.
No time for hesitation, though!