AN/This is my first fanfic so...yeah. If I get a review I will probably continue it! I have a couple of ideas but...one at a time. Enjoy! P.S. It's older Hiccup.
It was clear that Toothless had no idea what sleep was. Sleep was when Hiccup could rest. When he could forget about the war against the Scots. Sleep was forgetting about the horrors his life held. Sleep was sleep, and Toothless had just woken him from it. "Okay, okay, I'm comin" He said sleepily. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Why are dragons so stubborn?" He asked himself. Ruffling his hair, he pushed his blanket aside and stumbled out of his house.
Toothless, of course, was on top of his roof scratching all the tiles away. "Another early morning start?" Hiccup asked his fellow companion. Toothless purred in reply, making all the air around him fog up. It was one of the nine cold and harsh months that snowed on Berk. Toothless bounded down, sending tiles and ice everywhere. Hiccup held his arms against his face to shield them from any shards of tiles. "Toothless bud, y-whoa!" Hiccup slid back on his prosthetic leg. It was a good thing that Toothless had good reflexes. "Thanks boy" Hiccup said. Toothless pulled his head back and nudged Hiccup. Hiccup looked at him with a questioning look on his face. Toothless sat down, looking at Hiccup with his emerald eyes. Hiccup couldn't forget. It was today. Toothless made a puppy face at Hiccup. He was saying 'How could you forget? It was today?' Hiccup finally got the picture. "Oh! We were supposed to go…..flying…..today….." Toothless just looked at him.
"Alright, alright. We'll go now, happy?" Hiccup asked as he walked towards Toothless. Toothless smiled his toothless smile. "Ok…so where ya wanna go?" Toothless spread his wings and pointed his nose towards the sea. "Up north..? Isn't that where the Scots are?" Hiccup asked his dragon. Toothless shook his head and pointed his nose down south. Hiccup was uneasy about this. He had grown a fair bit since the Red Death incident, but he didn't know if it would be enough against the Scots. "Are you sure Toothless" Toothless grumbled as if he was saying 'Of course I'm sure, don't you trust me?' Toothless looked at Hiccup who was mounted and ready. "Well….ok. But if we run into any Scots I will be blaming it on you" Toothless just looked at Hiccup with a disapproving face. "Ok, ok. I w-TOOTHLESS!" Toothless had sped off into the sky. Enough talk, more flying. "TOOTHLESS, WARN ME NEXT TIME" I did. I warned you with every possible way a dragon could. But that was your fault not noticing. I will just fly to wherever my nose takes me, and I think I can smell cooked fish…
Merida crunched a ripe apple as she swaggered along to the dinner table. Again, her father, King Fergus the Bear King, was rambling on about how he lost his leg to Mor'du. As always, Harris was imitating his every move. Merida just passed her father and sat down at her spot. "I drew ma sword! AND!-" "SWOOSH!" Merida's head swivelled around to where the voice came from. Hamish jumped out of his chair, hopping back in it almost straight away. "Ya father's leg was bitten clean off!" Eleanor made big movements with her arms, as if it was actually happening. "Down tha monsters throat! You could see it in his eye, ya dad tasted delicious. He lunged to take another! AND!-" "AARRRGHHH!" The triplets fell out of their chairs. Eleanor jumped out of her seat while Fergus just watched amusingly. "Dad threw ta sword at his eye. Mor'du clutched his eye. He got blinded and left without a trace. Mor'du has never been seen since…" Merida used her hands as if she was using magic to describe it. "Great storytellin ma wee lass" Merida chuckled. "Daaaad. Ya forgettin about ya own wife" "Well-ah-um-ya see-" "Mum, since when did you start storytellin with us?" Eleanor smiled at her daughter. "Well since you turned me into a bear!" Merida laughed. It was now a little bit of a joke. Merida didn't want to get married so she turned her mother into a bear to stop it. Merida piled up her plate with chicken and potatoes. She smiled at her plate. Tonight was a good meal. Maudie came trotting in with a tray with letters on it. Merida eyed them suspiciously. She always did. Ever since the letters from the lords, she always eyed every letter in case it had something to do with marriage. "Thank you Maudie" Eleanor said to the maid. Eleanor picked up a certain letter, slowly opening the fragile parchment. "Ferrrrrrgus" She said. Fergus looked up from his mountain size plate. "The Vikings have sent a letter about Merida" The triplets look up. Their mum said the 'v' word. "Boys, you're excused" The triplets ran out, Hamish tripping over himself on the way out. Merida looked at her mother with a questioning look. "The Vikings have invited Merida to dragon training!" Eleanor exclaimed. Fergus looked as if his jaw had unhinged. "But-but-" "Ya don't think it's a good idea?" Fergus just stared. "What…?" Merida asked. Eleanor smiled at Merida. "The Vikings have invited you to dragon training!" Eleanor exclaimed again. Merida laughed. "Aye! I am going!" Merida yelled. "NO!" Merida and Eleanor looked at Fergus with a disappointed look. "She will get killed when the first dragon is let out of its cage!" Merida pouted. "Well of course! I am-" "Certainly not dresses and jewellery." Merida eyes widened. Did she really just say that? "You aren't what I am, I think you will have a great time!" "Eleanor!" "Fergus! It has been discussed. Merida will leave in 2 days' time" Eleanor nodded to Merida, she had been excused.
Merida ran up to her bedroom, tripping at every corner. She bounded into her room, jumping up and down with happiness. She was going to see a dragon! SHE WAS GOING TO SEE A DRAGON! Maybe even train one! Merida couldn't contain her happiness. She threw herself onto her bed and cried out with joy. Clutching her pillow, she looked out at the wide, vast sea that surrounded DunBrooch. Berk was only a few days away.
AN/Sooooooo...how'd I go? If I get enough positive reviews, I'll continue. If you have any ideas, send em in! I'd love to hear it all!
BB out!