Dragon-ish cute nights
I woke up with a shock holding my hands up to my neck. It took me a moment to remember where I was. I was in my bed in my house. Is higher in relief. It was only a nightmare. Just a nightmare. Well a nightmare that might as well be real. Hiccup the useless Viking. The one who couldn't kill a dragon. A true disappointment to the village. I bet if I died today. There would be a holiday. I felt to shaken up to go back to bed. But I have dragon training tomorrow. Sadly. What to do.
Toothless P.O.V.
I awoken as I heard a snap of a branch. I growled in a warning looking around. That was until I saw him. That boy. The strange Viking. The one that spared me. Which never happened in dragon history. I looked at him suspiciously. What was he doing out here at this time of night. It's to late at night for a hatchling child to be out here at this time. I smelt no weapons which leaves him quite defenseless if it not being good for me. But only a pillow and blanket. "Um don't mind me. Just me over here. Sleeping out here. So uh yah well goodnight." The boy was babbling trying to reassure me that he was no threat. I kinda got that from the pillow. You can't kill me with that. Unless you put something in your own pillow. But that would kill you not me. I watched as the boy made himself comfortable on the ground. And tried to go to sleep. I watched him for a moment. I gave a sigh. As I stood up. There was one problem with the boy's camping trip. He is in here by himself without any of his kind. To my happiness. But the boy is out here by himself. Where wild predators can make a meal out of him or any other dragons that feels like having a shrimpy Viking. Trust me they are not picky. Not that I care or anything. I quickly told myself. I just don't want my only tail to get eaten. After he blasted part of it off. So with that in mind I stood up and walked up to the the boy. I looked down at him. Looking as innocent a human child could ever be. I sat beside him as the boy for some reason snuggled closer to my scales for warmth. I stiffened for a moment before I just got use to the feeling. I wonder if my parents had to deal with that? Wait why am I wondering that? I don't even know my parents. And I surly didn't mate and have a couple of hatchlings of my own. Could I actually have feelings for this young boy? It couldn't be. Dragons hate humans we kill them on sight. Of course this boy has proven to be anything but normal. And I haven't the heart to hurt the boy. But no I don't like him. He's just... Cute. That's it. I looked down at him curling myself around him. Making myself and the boy warm and comfortable. He is just dragonishly cute.