Heeeey guys, hello. I'm doing the Thing. So...!
Hijack March Madness. A little neat thing Tumblr does for a month. Basically, each day you get a prompt, or theme and you either write or draw or do something for that day. As long as it features both dorks its fair game. I've decided to participate this year the only way I can, by writing short drafts. And I decided to share them here! So yeah!
Hope you like it!
Day 1: Free Prompt (Anything goes)
"Honestly, Jack, how many times have I told you to not horse around the workshop?"
Hiccup just shook his head at the frost spirit's continued silence as he held his arm carefully, trying to not touch the burn and cause more pain than necessary.
Honestly, it was always some thing or another with this spirit. As the self-proclaimed Guardian of Fun, Jack never stood still. Always on the move, always up to something, no doubt a prank or two brewing on that rambunctious mind of his.
This was even more evident when the spirit decided to give Hiccup a visit. Somehow, the ice spirit got even more restless than usual whenever he saw the brunette working quietly in the workshop. And that usually led to mishaps and misadventures, which usually ended in a small injury or two, and a Hiccup covered in snow.
Only this time, the one that got injured was the one currently sulking as Hiccup applied a clean bandage to the white-haired teen's arm. Thanks to the spirit's freezing nature, the burn would soothe itself in no time.
"… I just had to try that triple backflip, you know?", said Jack, as if that were a good enough reason for his actions. But then again, in the icy teen's head, it probably was enough. Jack's motivation behind his tricks were simple; if it was fun, he would do it. A pure and simple enough reason.
Hiccup would never admit it out loud, but he admired that quality. Well, that and almost everything about the other teen's facets. But that would be a secret he would take to the grave, probably.
"I know you can pull it off.", said Hiccup as he finished applying the bandage, nodding at his handiwork. "But why do it here? I mean, it's a good thing you didn't end up back flipping into the forge, but that was too close for comfort."
"Aw, are you worried about me?", asked the white-haired teen with a big grin splattered on his face before Hiccup tightened the bandages around Jack's burn, which made him wince. "OK, OK!", said Jack as he put up his hands in sign of surrender. "It's just… this is the only place I can do that… with your full attention on me…", finished the white-haired teen, mumbling the last part as a faint blush spread on his cheeks, his eyes avoiding Hiccup's gaze.
He was right. Outside, Hiccup had to practically pretend he was talking to Toothless to not make the village think he was going crazy. And though the brunette tried very hard to look at all of Jack's antics, he ended up missing most of them because, well, he couldn't really just stare at empty space.
"I guess… I just wanted to impress you?", finally admitted Jack as he rubbed the back of his neck, a sheepish smile playing on his lips.
Hiccup couldn't really believe what he was seeing. An insecure Jack? Well, it wasn't really impossible; Hiccup was sure the ice spirit had a lot of issues about not being visible to everyone, so this kind of reaction, this ploy for the Viking's attention, wasn't that unusual. After all, Hiccup was the only one in Berk who could see him, which naturally attracted the white haired teen to the Viking fishbone.
"Hey…", began the brunette, putting a hesitant hand on the ice spirit's shoulder, "You don't have to impress me or anything, you know? It's already, uh… incredible to have actually met someone like you.".
The look on Jack's face as he registered the contact and the words was one of true gratefulness. And pure, unadulterated happiness. With a spin, the icy spirit began to float just a little ways above Hiccup's head. "Still, I bet I can totally pull that triple backflip! It's going to blow your mind when you see it! C'mon, Hic, let's go!"
Hiccup chuckled slightly at the sight, before shaking his head. "Hey, you just injured yourself trying that!", he accused as he pointed at the spirit, though he really wasn't admonishing Jack.
"Hah! It's alright!", said Jack with a big smile, "If I get hurt, I'll have the best nurse in Berk to heal me, right?"
The icy spirit ducked with a laugh and fled from the workshop as a bundle of gauze went flying over his head, a flustered looking Viking giving chase. Later that day, Hiccup would have to explain to everyone in the village why he was chasing someone that wasn't there and yelling at air.