!NOTE! As of June 15th 2018,

If this fan fiction seems as if it is missing something, that's because it is. I've separated the 'La Coordination' from 'Unnecessary Culture Shock'. You can read the first half under the same name: 'Unnecessary Culture Shock'. No worries, I just thought it might be less confusing for those who have no yet watched the series; because as the story progresses back into movie canon, 'La Coordination' will not be completely necessary to read in order to progress with 'Unnecessary Culture Shock'. So, if you haven't watched the series or aren't interested, skip this if you so please.

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Before you decide to read ahead at the stories I have posted, a warning: I am a very self-indulgent, self-insert author. In fact, 99.9% of my fics include my self-insert and I'm proud of it. So, if you feel like you can endure it, please proceed!

But please remember: this and every other story that I have written was produced out of pure boredom/fun/crack or just because I felt like it. Therefore, it is NOT perfect. I am not a professional. I cannot guarantee that the grammar is spot on or that you'll enjoy it. But if you decide to stick around for the ride? I appreciate it. But I am, (repeat I am) an amateur writer.

I do hope however; I can entertain you for a couple of hours and maybe get a laugh or two outta ya? I really appreciate all the support you all have given me over the years and I'll continue to try and update when I can.

So, thanks! Thanks a bundle!

ALSO

I do not own any part of the HTTYD series, only the characters: Hea, Rye and Bug.

Much Love.

"Does a mullet make a man?"-Girl All the Bad Guys Want, Bowling for Soup.

La Coordination

Warmth. The feeling had become familiar, even on brisk mornings. How many nights had she spent in this house, in this room, in this bed, with him? Not nearly as many as she'd imagined or thought of bragging about; the only thing she knew for certain was that it needed to happen more often and for more extended periods of time! Just laying there, sharing body heat, snuggling was something far too amazing not to think about or desire during their off time.

Did he feel the same way?

He'd better. After all, why else would he allow her to stay there, beside him?

Hea felt her eyes flutter open while the sounds her snoring dog made her lip curl. Ah, who could ask for anything more? The world came into focus like on any other morning, only this time around she had the rare benefit of sharing her bed with her favorite dragon trainer.

Apparently they'd been sleeping back to back, seeing as he was facing away from her. Hm, what to do now? This was the most perfect position for a cuddle! Best be gentle though, no need to scare the poor guy awake. With a near silent hum, she leaned into the male, her hands placed in the front of her chest. With the lightest amount of pressure, the cook pressed her open palms against his back.

The sensation of the fabric from his clothes made her skin tingle. The moment she touched him, he inhaled. Did she catch him just in the act of waking up? Feeling no major twitch or jerk, Heather proceeded and pressed the side of her face against him. Ah, he was so warm! Why did he have to be so damn perfect? Even the way he smelled was something she could wear on her own clothes every day!

Hiccup shifted, which in turn made her smirk. So had he gotten used to her sleeping beside him? The first few nights they shared by the time morning rolled around, he'd look at her as if he'd seen a ghost. Then again, he'd probably never shared a bed with anyone let alone a female. An older female. Hell, it took a few sessions to get him to warm up to the occasional snuggle! Ah well, it was all worth it anyway.

While he took his time coming to his senses, she allowed her eyes to wander the room. Glancing upward first, she saw the infamous Night Fury sleeping in the rafters. Hung upside down in traditional bat form, he slumbered away with a care in the world. Nice to know someone didn't mind her sharing Hiccup. Because Thor above knew his father didn't.

Stoick had only caught her napping beside his son once but once was enough. By the time she escaped the home, he'd used every curse word she knew! Thank heaven it was early enough in the morning to where no one else really heard any of it. Other than Gobber of course. Then again, he pretty much knew every bit of gossip in the neighborhood.

Ever since that incident, making an effort to hide their sleepovers was always the better choice. But that didn't matter now! All that mattered at this point was that she was here, with him. Pushing all the unfavorable thoughts from her mind, she nuzzled the side of her face against his back and finally earned a sound from the trainer. The vibrations from his throat rippled through his smaller body and made her shiver. How could a person even make morning-groans a sexy thing?

Finally stirring enough to realize where he was and who he was beside, Hiccup lifted his left arm into the air. His fingers went straight to his dark brown locks, pushing them back momentarily as he gathered himself. Again he took in a deep breath, enough to make his chest expand. Soon after, he moved back in the slightest manner, until she was able to get a good look at his face. Eyes half lidded and hair in the cutest mess, his attention landed straight on her.

"Hey."

Aww!

"Morning." She tilted her head back to greet him with a smile. "Sleep okay?" She asked all the while her cheeks swelling.

"Yeah I guess." He took a second to clear his throat and turn further on his back.

'I guess'?

Hea removed her hands and face from his body and he moved, allowing for extra space. Now that he was going to be facing her more, did that mean cuddles? Her heart thumped in her chest as his back hit the mattress flat. His eyes fluttered open and closed, almost as if he was still fighting the urge to fall back to sleep.

Best act normal and cool as possible, like she wasn't expecting his affection! She moved her body several inches away from him as he groaned. Turning on her back in the same fashion he had, she stopped open to release a hum and move her arms out in front of her chest. Her fingers interlaced at her stomach and with a slow swing, she pushed her forearms outward. Her wrists spun around once her limbs had stretched out as far as they could go and she proceeded to crack her digits.

"You?"

The urge to crack a grin came to thought, but she resisted. "Not bad." She then brought her arms down back to her sides. "How are the beasties?"

Hiccup pulled his upper torso just a few inches, eyes no doubt scanning the room. "They're both still out." He replied, falling back into the mattress.

Hm, that was typical. Hea felt a round of warm air exhale via her nostrils. This position was way too comfortable to stay in for long, if she wasn't careful she'd travel back to slumberland before she had a chance for some sweet pillow talk. Best switch it up and start a conversation.

"So what's going on today?"

"Not sure," The rider answered after a moment of silence and turned to his left, finally taking the chance to face her. "You got anything you need to do?"

"Hm, I don't think so." Her hand shot upward without any thought and she pushed back the stray hairs in her face. "I have work tonight but that's about it."

"Fun times." He managed to release a small chuckle. "It's probably better if we don't plan anything ahead of time. I'm sure Snotlout or Astrid will think of something by the time we get up."

"True."

Finally removing her hand from her forehead, Hea stopped and turned her chin left. Her brown eyes landed on his green within seconds, making her smile without hesitation. Sure, she'd never had anyone as a sleeping partner before, other than Rye of course, but why did this partner in particular feel different? It could possibly be because her heart went into overdrive when he was around right?

Ah well, it didn't hurt that he was cute to boot as well.

But just as her eyes adjusted to the light shining off his features and hair, the male glanced away. Eyes darting to some strange spot in the room, he pulled his lips together and exhaled through his nose. What was that about? He wasn't feeling sick, was he?

"Hiccup are you okay?" She asked, just as he pulled his slender body off the bed, sitting upright.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Are you sure?

Silence.

His brows furrowed for a slight second, almost like he had to think of what to say next. He didn't look sick, maybe he was just feeling off? Her lips parted her next question ready for asking when he stopped, allowed his features to relax and turned directly toward her.

"Don't worry."

Her mouth came together. Was that the truth or just one of little white lies he was so good at telling? She'd seen that face on him so many times before, especially a number of years ago when he wasn't exactly appreciated.

Back then she didn't have the courage to ask him any further or even seem the least bit concerned but things were different now. She knew him better, he knew her for the better, they could talk about things now, right? He didn't have to hide how he was feeling anymore. Then again, old habits die hard. Maybe cloaking his emotions with a weak smile was just his coping method.

So do I push the issue or not?

Her eyes narrowed, frown deepened and brows turned into the middle of her face but in the midst of it all, he continued to look at her. Smiling, gentle and almost happy. Sure, he was a terrible liar but he wasn't trying to lie to her, it looked like he was trying to convince himself of something that obviously was not there. If he wanted to pretend whatever hurt him wasn't really hurting, who was she to investigate any further? It wasn't. He was a growing boy, he was becoming a man; he could figure things out without her poking into his business.

Right?

"Okay." She relented, "But if you need to talk, I got two good ears."

His smile widened. "They do more than frame your face?"

"I'd hope so!" Hea felt her own grin return at full force. "I don't know what this village would do without me and my hearing! So many youngins would go without venting their problems and hearing my excellent advice."

"The twins would testify to that."

"Number one clients, I'd say." She shot a wink at him.

Instead of any kind of smartass remark, he once again turned his eyes away from her. All the while his adorable smirk began to fade away. There it was again. As much as the nagging urge to press him on the matter she resisted. How annoyed would she be if someone kept digging at a potentially open wound? If he had a problem, maybe it was with his dad and they both knew that the subject didn't go over well between them as a trio. Besides, anything personal that went on between and father and son was none of her business. None at all.

Time to change the subject. "What time is it, anyway?"

"Not sure," He kept his attention away from her. "But I'm guessing it's later than we think."

"You think?" Hea tilted her head.

"Yeah," Hiccup cleared his throat, this time turning his entire face away from her, leaving her to stare at the back of his head. "My dad should be coming in any minute now."

Wait… did that mean he wanted her to…

"Maybe you should get going."

Her heart sank to the very bottom of her chest.

"Oh." It almost came out more as an exhale than an actual word or sound. Hea pushed her torso off the fluffy mattress and sat upward. "Sure."

She moved her left arm over her waist, fingertips touching the ends of the quilt she lay beneath. With a single jerk of her clenched hand, she pulled back the blanket and exposed her legs. Clad in her sleepwear, she moved to the very end of the bed, opposite of her partner, and swung her feet off the bunk.

"Since he might be out when I leave the room, I'll take the balcony." She spoke to him through her back. "Okay?"

"That sounds fine."

Well, if that was a quick and crafty way to end a conversation, she wasn't sure what was! An all too familiar burn behind her eyes threatened to make her sniffle or wipe her eyes but instead, she forced her teeth together. Grinding her molars together, she stood from the bed and glanced to the floor.

"What about Bug?" She asked voice, low.

"I'll bring her around later, okay? If I leave the room before my dad comes in, he won't get a chance to spot her." He answered in the same depleted tone.

"Okay, I'll see you later then." Hea cleared her throat a single time before stepping away from the warmth of his bed.

"Sure."

The thought of screaming, 'fine I know when I'm not wanted' at the top of her lungs came to mind but left milliseconds later. What good would that do? Sure, it would make her feel better for about five minutes but how would that make him feel? Ah well, he'd never given her a reason to argue before, why hurt someone she cared for if he wasn't intending to be offensive? Of course, the minute he did want to offend her or hurt her feelings she'd tell him off but until then, best to avoid any kind of conflict.

Besides, his sharp sarcasm and quick comebacks didn't help her fighting confidence either.

She approached the balcony before she could blink twice. As in normal routine, she parted the doors, stepped outside and as quietly as possible, she hopped over the wooden planks. With her bare feet hitting the frost covered grass, she released a small gasp before making a quick scrabble back to her own home.

As she made a dash for her back door, her chin lifted to the sky only to see the sun just peering over the horizon. Wait a second! It wasn't late at all! In fact, it seemed quite early, earlier than her usual departure time anyway! What the hell?! Was he just trying to get rid of her or what?!

Wow, no talking out of this, he wanted you gone.

Well shit. Great, now what? To confess to Rye or anyone else or just play the ropes and see what happens? Ugh. This did not need to be this complicated this early in the morning.

Good fucking morning to you too.

Act End.