Deep Sea Green…
Hello, this is my second fan fiction. It's one about How to Train Your Dragon. Ever since watching the film, I've become somewhat a Herpetophile (NO PORN… dirteh dirteh) and fallen in love with the music. As I type this, I'm listening to New Tail – John Powell, and several others from the movie. When (If) rating, please bear in mind, I'm only 14 and that I would approve of help from readers so I can improve. Well, all that jib-jabber out the way, ON TO THE STORY!
I snuggled deeper into my warm grainy bed, trying to escape the heat on my back and the water between my toes… Wait, back up; grainy bed? And water?
I rolled over and opened my eyes, only to have the sun shine into them. I covered them and stood.
I observed my surroundings. I was on a beach, and seagulls cried off in the distance. I could see a tiny speck on the horizon; an island? I swivelled and took in the shore. A thick pine and conifer forest further up to left on the hill I was at the bottom of.
As I continued to take in the area, I saw a village… A village! I eagerly raced towards it, a slight smile splitting my face.
I don't know why but as soon as I entered, I felt nervous and terrified. I hugged myself, and continued to the entrance of the main town area, where a giant of a man with a ruddy red beard the size of me stood on a plinth set in stone of a dragon head. He was hollering at the inhabitants about the frost and another expedition to find a nest of some description.
(A.N: She's a girl)
I shuffled past, trying to look as small – smaller than I was- as I could. I could see the light through the hundreds of fur capes, until.
"Ey, Stoick, who's the wee girl?"
Ah.
I slowly turned around to see what appeared to be the entirety of the village to be staring at me with curious eyes.
Then I did something I may come to regret. I passed out, in the middle of a crowd of random people.
Hiccup Horrendous Haddocks P.o.V
I was in the blacksmith, 'holding the fort' while Gobber was at another one of Dad's infamous 'Town Square Rallies' where all the other Vikings met to discuss things like " What's the best way to Kill a Gronkle" and " How to punch a Nadders tail so that it can't fire spikes". Obviously, they 'forgot' to send me and invitation, but I was happy like this. I can't lift hammers, not even light axes, without looking like a scrawny fool.
I enjoyed the peace of the blacksmith when these Rallies were on. It meant I could clear up, and get some serious work done, like working on my inventions. My latest, an automated Bola thrower. Since I doubt I was ever going to throw the heavy things, I made something to do it for me. I tried once and dislocated my arm for a week. It was horrible, because I couldn't help Gobber, and that week we had a particularly bad Dragon Raid, and he had about one-hundred and something swords, axes and hammers, all needing fixing. He was a tad on the mopey side, because he wanted to 'get out there'.
But life throws lemons at you, because it's just mean like that.
I heard a sudden outcry from the town square, opened the shutters to see what was going on. A crowd had gather around Gobber, who had a young girl on his shoulder.
My curiosity peaked, and I went to follow the crowd when, look who just had to show up.
"Hey look out guys, it's Hiccup Horrendous Failure!" came Shootout's chortle. His cronies followed suit, except Astrid.
Her eyes are the coldest icicles, her hair moves like a dancing flame…
"What you staring at wimp?" Ruffnut said, looking around confused.
"I was looking for the care; you know the care I give?"
Damn my wit.
"Oh you'll pay for that now you littl!-"Ruff started, but stopped when Stoick came over.
Oh Gods, this couldn't get any better could it?!
"Ah, Hiccup! Just the Viking I was looking fer!" my Dad boomed. The gang snickered. Oh hilarious. I am dying of laughter. This giggle went straight over his helmeted head of course.
"W-why were you looking for me, Dad?" I asked, cautious.
"Well, this new girl just appeared, and Hilla seems to think she's safe, so, we've agreed, that you and your friends are going to show her around!" He said, a smile on his face, as if he wasn't going to make me spend an hour being dragged around (somewhat literally), kicked, punched and generally abused. Oh yaaaay.
He stomped off, leaving me with the five teens, sending glares my way.
"Well you guys seem to have this handled so I'm just gonna, yeah, go. Bye!" I said, before turning and hitting the rock solid chest of Gobber. You have got to be kidding.
"And jus' where'dya think yer goin'?" He said with a knowing look.
I gulped. I wasn't getting out of this. On the very dim bright side, no hitting!
"Nowhere Gob" I sighed, slouching my shoulders. I did a one-eighty, and walked towards my house, where this mystery girl was likely to be staying.
Oh this will be fun!
(A.N: You don't even know it :P. Uh uh huh. Spoilers!)
Girls P.o.V
I woke up with five teenagers crowded around my bed. I instantly recoiled and hid under the meagre blankets, shaking in fear. They all looked tough, and their hands could hold my whole head. I was terrified. I couldn't even explain it. It's like I was an outsider to my own race…
"Come on out there love. We aren't gunna hertcha" said a brusque northern voice.
I peeked out over the covers; made of wool she realised. I saw a man with a prosthetic hand and a kind smile offering a real hand out to me.
(If the writing from here is a bit different, I was watching Pewds ^+^, just a notice)
I didn't take it, but quietly whispered a greeting.
"Ah, you're a little mouse are ye? Well, that means you'll get along better with Hiccup"
He looked up and pointed to a small, scrawny dark red head who was overlooking me from the stairs with a, can you guess? Curious expression on his face. He was cute, in a mousey, scared kind of way.
"Hi" I mumbled to him.
He waved back, with a now confused expression, and a little blush.
I giggled slightly, and sat up, feeling a lot more comfortable now the teens round me where gone. Hiccup and Gobber then began bombarding me with questions like "What's your name, where did you come from, what tribe are you from" To which I replied with I don't know.
They were slightly flabbergasted that I didn't know anything about anything.
"Do you know how old ye are at least lass?" Gobber asked.
"14,00" I replied instantly. I didn't know why though. They gave each other a glance and then Gobber asked if Hiccup wanted to show me round the town. To that, Hiccup started spluttering and blushing; I giggled quietly.
"Uh, um, okay, ye-yeah, sure" He eventually got out.
"Alryt then, bring to the smitheh when yer done. Remember, if there's a raid, take her with you."
"Sure thing Gobber"
"See ye later Hiccup and, urh… girl" Gobber stood, and left from the massive oak door in front of me.
Hiccup turned with bright eyes.
"Do you want to see the town?"
"Um, as long as we don't see your friends again" I replied. At this, he started laughing absurdly loud.
When he stopped, he looked at me.
"They're hardly my friends! Anyway, how about you get out of that bed, so we can actually leave?" He said wittily.
"Oh ha ha!" I replied, sarcasm dripping from my voice.
Hiccup smirked, and pulled the duvet off me. I got out and he gasped at my size. I had a direct line of sight to just below his ear.
"You're pretty, uhhh, small?" He stated, unsure if he was seeing things.
"Nah, I'm as tall as your dad!" Sarcasm, again.
He smirked and took my hand in his warm one, and moved me to the door.
"Well, this-" He opened the door " Is Berk"
I gasped at the sight before me.