My first story was already ruined.
My internet went down all of a sudden, and my very long first chapter went down in the drain.
Sorry if this is short because of that reason.
In this story, I made Toothless and Meatlug a bit younger than the rest. Don't ask why, I did it just because. But they're still technically adults, older than the teens.
Warnings: Half-human dragons.
Disclaimer: Keitaro-San does not own or claim to own HTTYD or any of its characters. I only claim to own any OC that appears in this fic.
The first thing they noticed was that they were in a pile.
Or mainly, Hiccup and Astrid were in one pile, the rest of the vikings were in another, and the dragons were in a big pile on the other side of the room. When Stoick came to, he realized where his people where. In a room with dragons.
He yelled, "DRAGONS!" and now vikings were scrambling for their weapons, only to realize they didn't have them. In panic, they began running around, Hiccup and Astrid looking amused, while the dragons were annoyed at the hurtful screams reaching their sensitive ears.
Finally, a voice cried out. "DEAR KAMI, SHUT UP!" A girl's voice rang through the building. There was silence. The dragons could finally focus and untangle themselves. Hiccup watched the dragons calmly slid, working together to make sure not even a Terrible Terror was left with their tail in knots with a Deadly Nadder. He sighed, wishing his tribe could work together like that.
"WITCH!"
His attention focused back to the girl, who had purple hair and silver eyes. Surely those weren't natural!
"I'm not a witch, but an author." She was met with silence, which she sighed to. "You were called here today to watch a movie. A movie is a moving picture showing you a story." She quickly added when several vikings opened their mouth. This closed their mouths. "This story is about Hiccup-"
"Useless? Why not me?" Snotlout's annoying voice rang through. He struck a pose to Astrid, who gagged. The girl laughed.
"I'm Erin. You can go sit down, don't worry the dragons won't attack, they agreed not to." Hiccup and Fishlegs looked up. "You, talked to them?"
She looked up, as if she told a secret, then laughed. "Well yes, they can turn into humans." All dragons glared at her and she had a look of worry and amusement on her face.
"Well, go on, I already told your secret!" A dragon groan.
A light shown and in place of the dragons were humans. Toothless was a young adult, slightly shorter than most dragons, except Terrible Terrors. He had long black hair, reaching his mid-back, with some hair sticking out to show his ear plates with big green eyes. He had his wings and tailfin, with one brown tailfin. Stormfly was a female, with long platinum-blonde or white hair, spiked on the back of her head which showed her spikes on her head, with yellow eyes. Hookfang was a male, yellow eyes and short red hair, some black hair sticking out to be his horns. Meatlug was a chubby adult, around the age of Toothless, as she was just as short as he was, short light brown hair with reddish-yellow eyes, parts of her hair braided sticking up. Barf and Belch were twins, green hair with red highlights, one head having green eyes, the other yellow. Hair dyed white stuck up, showing horns.
Toothless looked around, before spotting his human, as well as the blonde human Hiccup seems to want as a mate. He perked up, before seeing Erin shake her head. He got the message and sat down on the dragon side of the room, sitting close to the barrier between the vikings and them. The other dragons looked at him as if he was insane. He looked back at them, before looking up at the screen as it brightened.
We pan up and glide across the ocean to see an island surrounded by fog. The moment the island is shown, a boy speaks.]
Hiccup (v.o.)
This is Berk. It's twelve days north of Hopeless, and a few degrees south of Freezing to Death.
[We glide through the fog to see two giant Viking statues with fires burning in their mouths.]
Hiccup (v.o)
It's located solidly on the Meridian of Misery.
The teens laughed at Hiccup's explanation of Berk, while the older vikings looked concerned at Hiccup. Was their home that bad?
[We go past the statues only to dive through a crashing wave and jump to a closer shot of the island. As we pan in a circular motion, we see several structures, houses, and a sheep farm.]
Hiccup (v.o)
My village. In a word, sturdy.
Spitelout scoffed. "Doesn't take an idior to know why that's so!" The other vikings nodded, while the dragons looked at them. Hiccup shook his head. Astrid realized where she was sitting and stood up. No way was she sitting with Snotlout! She joined Hiccup, who was sitting to the closest chair to Toothless. The other vikings looked at them as if they were crazy.
And it's been here for seven generations, but, every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunsets.
[We land on two sheep grazing in the grass.]
Hiccup (v.o)
The only problems are the pests.
Toothless looked at Hiccup while Stormfly looked offended, as did the rest of the dragons. "'Pests?'" Her voice was calming, but it was laced with an offended tone. Hiccup looked at her. "Sorry..." The vikings and dragons, save Toothless and Astrid looked at him weirdly. A viking apologizing to a dragon? Impossible!
You see, most places have mice or mosquitoes. We have...dragons.
Hiccup (v.o.)
Most people would leave. Not us. We're Vikings.
The vikings cheered, of course they wouldn't leave!
We have, stubbornness issues.
Oh. Hiccup and Astrid snickered, while the dragons nodded in agreement or laughed.
My name's Hiccup. Great name, I know. But, it's not the worst. Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls. Like our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that.
Some people laughed or looked offended. Stoick, however, was thinking. Hiccup didn't like his name?
... Of course he didn't, hiccup is a name traditionally given to the runt of the pack.
[Hiccup is seen dodging several Vikings. He trips and a male Viking roars in his face.]
Hiccup was about to comment about his size and its affective-abilities, until the viking roared in his face.
Viking
ARGGGHHHHH! Mornin'!
Said viking blushed, muttering he had enough mead to kill a Terrible Terror. The vikings around him laughed but the dragons heard due to their sensitive ears. A young boy, obviously a terrible terror looked up at the older dragons. "What's mead?" The dragons shrugged as Toothless looked over to Hiccup.
"Hiccup, Astrid?" The dragons and vikings all looked at the night fury in shock. How did it know Hiccup and Astrid? Hiccup nor Astrid didn't look so surprised.
"Yes?"
"What's mead?"
"We'll tell you later." The same terrible terror huffed. "That's what Stormfly said when I asked them where'd eggs come from." All of the older dragons blushed, trying to shush the young dragon.
Hoark
What are you doing here?!
Burnthair
Get inside!
Viking
What are you doin' out?"
Phlegma
Get back inside!
Did they really sound that harsh to Hiccup?
Hiccup looked annoyed. "Well, I'm trying to get my job as a blacksmith apprentice done." They all looked at Hiccup, except for Gobber. "Aye, the boy can make a sword alright. They're so good they don' even break!" The vikings looked in shock while the dragons winced, remembering the times when they were able to blast away a sword's blade with just a fire blast, but now they felt it when the weapon stayed put and it made it so much harder to get food for their blasted queen!
Stoick
Hiccup?! What is he doing out aga-?! What are you doing out?! Get inside!
Stoick looked on, wishing Hiccup at least stayed out of the way.
Hiccup (v.o.)
That's Stoick the Vast. Chief of the tribe. They say that when he was a baby, he popped a dragon's head clean off of its shoulders.
Stoick and a few older vikings laughed. That rumor was still going around?
Do I believe it? Yes, I do.
Stoick looked proudly at his son while other vikings laughed, seeing Hiccup's admiration for his father cute. But Hiccup only looked disgusted and not only Stoick noticed. The dragons were very confused, except for Toothless.
Stoick
What have we got?
Starkard
Gronckles, Nadders, Zipplebacks.
Meatlug, Stormfly and Barf and Belch looked up when their dragon clan was called out.
Oh, and Hoark saw a Monstrous Nightmare.
Hookfang smirked.
Stoick
Any Night Furies?
Starkard
None so far.
The dragons looked sympathetically at Toothless. His dragon clan, the mighty and most respected Night Fury clan - even the Skrill, Whispering Death and Thunderdrum bowed down to them - , was wiped out by vikings, killed in their sleep, except for Toothless, who escaped with his mother. She died of her injuries.
Stoick
Good.
Despite the loss and memory, Toothless smiled while the dragons looked at the dark haired human. Even if it was just him, he was still able to strike fear in the hearts of vikings. His clan would and most likely is proud of him.
Viking
Hoist the torches!
Weird place to end I know. If you want me to continue, please say so in reviews, favorites or follows!
-Erin