(A/N) Okay, I've been having this anger that I've been trying to put off, but nothing was working. So I let it out into a story. Don't worry, I'll get back to my other Stories. Soon, very soon. "Evil Laughter" -EquinoxKnight01
I do not own How to Train your Dragon. This story is non-profit. And an excellent way to let my anger out without harming anyone. See? A Win-Win for everyone! :D
"Alright buddy, let's fly!" exclaimed Hiccup as they shot up to the sky. The rush of flying after so long made the Nightfury barrel roll in excitement. It's been so long since I felt the wind beneath my wings, guiding me to adventure. Sadly after I lost my tailfin by a feak accident. I couldn't help but still have an grudge against Hiccup. Sure he freed me from the queen, but with the cost of my freedom? Although I've been living with him as a best friend, I can't fully trust him. I just put the show of friendship on so he can feed me and take care of me. The least he can do.
"Come on buddy! Why are you slowing down?"
I could go faster if you would let me. But in order to keep my charade up, I tease him by nose-diving. I hope you fall off. But then I would go down with him.
"Alright, that's enough for today." he said sadly. I whined to keep going, but as usual he ignored me. "I can't, Astrid is waiting for me. We'll go again, soon." as he scratched my 'used to be' favorite spot. Now it's more of an annoyance whenever he tries to bribe me.
Why is he sad? Probably missing his mate. Toothless spat out the last word with disgust. Every since his female came around, the flights have gotten more quicker and more distant. She has a dragon, why doesn't she join us instead of bitching for Hiccup to come home? I thought with a dark chuckle. I feel bad for her dragon, Spike.
As I (more like Hiccup, since he has to control everything) landed, he hopped off and detached the saddle.
Then he ran off for his business. Now stomping to the house- Hiccup thought it would be a cruel joke for me to not always fly to the house but take a "healthy" walk to the house- I think of a time when I soar through the night terrorizing all the idiotic Neanderthals of Berk. I miss those times greatly. When I finally get to the hill, I huff. Whose bright idea was it to put the Chief of the whole village at the top of the island? I snorted sarcastically. I always find time to amuse myself. And Hiccup thinks he the only one that knows about sarcasm. Once up the hill, I look for my dinner. Only to see that my imaginary dinner is not there again. Idiot. Now I have to go all the way back down the hill, go through the whole village, only to spend three hours fishing for my own meal. Again.
There was an easier way to feed myself when the Moron forgot to.
I used to head to the butcher's shop, halfway to the middle of the village, filled with sheep, bear, and moose meat. I was like a teenage boy looking at different weapons for the first time. I started feasting until I found another treat. Whatever it was, it was in a jar, hidden on the top shelf. I just turned my body so my tail knocked it off with skill. As it landed it shattered everywhere. I really didn't give a crap then, just a little jar. I sniffed it to see if it was some kind of sauce or rub for the meats. The scent of it was sweet and interesting. One innocent lick was all it took for me to dive in. After I licked the floor spotless, I felt my vision disorientate, begin to blur. I couldn't stand up straight, so I rolled over to my back. I felt like a little dragon, playing in the grass. Now rolling all around over the shop, I was making a mess. My wings stretched all the way out, I thought of when I was first learning how to fly. I had the strange sensation to start flying again, like old times. Now flapping my wings I probably looked like the dumbest dragon in the world. Trying to fly upside down on the floor. I dun' care, I like to see them say that so my face. I'm a NightFury! Belch! I the best there is! *Hiccup* That reminds me, I'm gonna go give that dumbass a piece of my awesome mind! I stood up, or tried to, and walked out of the shop.
The villagers give weird looks as I passed by. What are gawkin' at? Ya look like you've never seen a obviously drunken Nightfury before. Now that I think of it, a few months ago they've never even seen my kind before. I growled at them with the best 'crazy as hel looking' face I could muster at this point. As Vikings, you would think that they would whip out their swords and foolishly come at me. Instead they ran like little girls. Punks.
Staggering to the house, I saw a very angry looking Hiccup and Chief glaring down at me. My anger spiked out of nowhere. You have the audacity to be mad at me? You didn't even feed me dinner! I charged at Hiccup, fangs now bearing. Bu before I could do any damage, the Chief grabbed my neck and pinched a nerve that I didn't even know I had. And I was knocked out cold. The last thing I remember seeing before I passed out was a disappointed look on both their faces. I hate you, Hiccup. Then I slept.
The next couple of days after the incident they would even acknowledge. They even stopped feeding me. Wow, what's new? I thought spitefully. Finally Hiccup broke down and began to bribe for my friendship, to be just like old times, with salmon. Knowing it was my only weakness, I forgave him and allow him to ride me.
At the docks I fished for what seemed like hours, which it probably was, and only came out with a few basses and an eel. I was so hungry I didn't even see the eel as I dug in to my dinner. As soon as I tasted it, I spat it out and fell backwards almost falling of the dock. I pulled myself together before someone saw my blunder. I wasn't so lucky.
"Har Ha Ha Ha! Did the big ol' dragon have an accident?" a docks men laughed. I smiled evilly.
Oh man, you couldn't have picked a better day to piss me off, pal. I ate the rest off my fish quickly, to get my energy from the flight earlier back, and I waited. As the poor bastard howled in laughter, I was getting ready. My belly started warming up, I could feel it forming inside me. Begging to let loose. I usually only fired a quick blue shot. But for you, I'll make the exception. Lucky you. All the anger I been feeling this past few months. The stupid idiot for forgetting to feed me, the constant 'death to dragons' joke the Chief reserved just for me, the "girl" for taking up my flying time. It came to me, and boy did I let it unleash. And it felt good. So good.
(A/N) Continues the Evil Laughter. Ok, I hope I didn't make my readers change their look of me. A happy fun loving hipster… ( Note to self: Find a new description of me…) And I hope to see you review! Is it wrong that I was actually laughing while I was writing this? Nah. Laters
