Harrison Haddock was at an impasse.

He was half consumed by the media room couch - even his small frame got swallowed up by the overstuffed upholstery – flipping through the channels. Nothing good was on.

He wore the suit his dad had bought for him (custom tailored, apparently), but his bottle green tie was loose, and his hair was an absolute mess. On his lap, there was a yellow legal pad.

Yellow. Lined. Fancy little Berk City emblem watermarked in a slightly darker yellow. His pen was one he had stolen from the school library lost and found, arguably the best he had had in years. He clicked it in and out, trying to think of something to write down on the table he had going on the paper pad.

Prom? No Prom? What was to be gained from going? Nothing. He didn't have a date since Felix ditched on him for Heather. Harrison tugged at his tie with a finger. No date – what kind of prom would it be?

Click. Click. Click.

The doors of the hotel had opened half an hour ago. He knew because he constantly checked both his watch and the online schedule compulsively.

So far he had four things for pros of going to senior prom, and that was tied with the cons of going to senior prom as well.

Pros:

1. Socialization

2. Tickets = paid for by Dad

3. Only party I've been invited to since freshman year

4. Snot will maybe go easy on me

Cons:

1. Socialization

2. Tickets = two, no date to give second ticket to (what the heck Dad)

3. Haven't been to a party since freshman year

4. The ex is there, ex is currently dating best friend (fuck Heather)

A deadlock list; and he couldn't think of anything else to add to it. He never liked lists.

Harrison sighed, tapping the pen against his thigh. He felt sudden resistance, and when he flicked his eyes down, he saw that the pen had been taken hostage by the mouth of a cat.

A slinky black tom with mischievous green eyes that scrunched up in happiness when Harrison 'phift'ed at him. Damn, that purr could shake the mansion to it's foundation.

"Let go, Toothless." Harrison wiggled the pen, trying to free it, but the tom just readjusted his mouth on the end of the pen, gumming it, since he was missing all teeth between his kanines. "Stop it."

Toothless flicked his tail in challenge. The thing was badly disjointed and mangled – the result of being run over multiple times – just the tail anyways. It was missing clumps of fur and was shorter than the average cat tail by a few inches.

Walking was no big deal for the cat, he had a bit of a balance issue so he'd stagger a bit, but when it came to running, he couldn't get farther than five feet without falling flat on his face.

The cat didn't seem to mind it though, because he whipped it back and forth like it was whole, purring while he gnawed away at Harrison's prized pen.

"Off, you ingrate."

Toothless stared at him with unwavering green eyes. And chomped down on the pen once more.

"What the cheese, Toothless?!"

The tom meowed, then stretched out, dragging his claws along the legal pad and shredding up the pros and cons list.

"Okay, you know what? I'll go, just to get away from you!" Hiccup threw the pen and legal pad off to the side, lifting himself out of the vestiges of the overstuffed couch.

Toothless mreowd loudly in protest, batting at the flying pen.

Hiccup readjusted his tie, then left the room. Now the pros outweighed the cons – he was able to avoid his frisky cat for the night.

His phone buzzed on the table in the entrance hallway. Hiccup rubbed his eyes and reached blindly for it, scooping it up as he passed.

DeezLegs (Felix Ingerman): Where you at?

Hiccup gave an exasperated sigh.

ActualHarrisonFord (Harrison Haddock): I'm on my way, I got sidetracked. I wasn't planning on coming.

DeezLegs (Felix Ingerman): She's not here. Astrid.

Hiccup furrowed his brow 'why isn't she there? Is she okay?' He quickly typed in a reply.

ActualHarrisonFord (Harrison Haddock): Are you sure? She's not in the bathroom or something?

He hoped Astrid was okay, 'I don't know why I worry it's not like she's mine to worry about anyway' Hiccup leant against the wall and let his head bump against the brickwork. He checked his phone again.

DeezLegs (Felix Ingerman): I'm 99% sure she isn't here. Why don't you go see if she's at home? Make sure she's okay?

Hiccup scoffed.

ActualHarrisonFord (Harrison Haddock): Don't be weird Fish! I'm not going over there she'll kill me!

Hiccup knew Fishlegs was rolling his eyes but didn't care.

I'm not brave enough to face her.

DeezLegs (Felix Ingerman): You'll never know unless you try! Man up bro.

Hiccup snorted, 'He's was one to talk! He didn't even ask Heather she just told him he was taking her!'

ActualHarrisonFord (Harrison Haddock): I'm coming now but I'm NOT going by Astrid's.

Hiccup buried his phone in his tux pocket. He grabbed his car keys and wrenched open the front door of his house, then slammed it behind him. He unlocked his Green Camaro and slid into the driver's seat, turning the key in the ignition the engine roared to life.

Hiccup remembered the day he got this car like it was yesterday, it was his birthday and his dad said he'd buy him a car... He hadn't expected the Green Camaro to be parked in the garage, so much so he thought one of his dad's friends was visiting.

Smiling at the memory he stuck his baby in reverse and drove out of the garage.

He'd only driven 4 blocks down when he spotted a blonde haired figure striding up the pavement. He instantly recognised the person. He'd know that angry stomp anywhere. Even if it was in high heels. she was looking hot as Hell. He remembered what Fishlegs had said...

He slowed ready to pull up and muttered darkly, "If this goes wrong I'm going to kill you, Fish."