Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III was, as usual, woken up by a series of thumps coming from the roof, and sawdust trickling down in spirals to land in his mouth.
"Five more minutes Toothless!" he mumbled, without opening his eyes, before pulling the pillow over his sleep-filled head and resuming his snoring.
A louder crash from above, and Hiccup glared sleepily at the ceiling, removed his head from under the pillow and promptly went back to sleep.
A few minutes later, Hiccup felt a few drips of water splashing onto his nose.
"Gah." The roof needed fixing again. With a groan, Hiccup wiped it off his face with his sleeve, and proceeded to turn over and curl into a ball. Hang on a sec…He couldn't hear the rain pattering on the surface of the Haddock's log cabin. That could only mean…
Sighing, Hiccup opened his eyes and was not surprised to find his pet dragon standing directly above him; their faces inches apart, glaring at him with those huge, luminous green orbs. Toothless's gummy mouth was open in a ferocious fang-less snarl, and dragon saliva was slowly dripping from the cavernous mouth. Onto Hiccup's nose…
Had the person with a Night Fury's death glare being directed at them not been Hiccup, or had they been faced with it before the friendship with the dragons, then the face being pulled at said person would have made him scream with terror, bury his head under the covers and try not to get eaten.
As it happened, this occurred on a regular basis, especially after a long ale-filled night out with the other teens in the Mead Hall.
Hiccup just glared back.
Toothless, used to this happening, proceeded to start licking his human from chin to hairline and back down again over and over, until Hiccup was completely saturated in spit. Satisfied, the proclaimed 'useless reptile' sat up on his back legs, and his wide mouth stretched into his lopsided, trademark sort-of smile.
The look on his face was so angelic and innocent, it almost made Hiccup want to get up! He knew that if he tried to get back to sleep now, Toothless would do something even worse, like setting fire to his favourite pair of underpants. His only chance was…
"Fine, buddy. Fine. I'm getting up!" Hiccup groaned as he sat up; squinting at his annoying best friend. Toothless started bouncing up and down in excitement, itching to go flying with his favourite person in the world.
Stretching his arms out in the air and yawning, Hiccup got off his bed, grabbed his breast-helmet and walked to the door. Toothless grinned gummily from the main room, and then dashed outside to the stable. Making sure the dragon was out of the house, Hiccup tiptoed over to the front door, then slammed it shut, bolted it and dashed back to his bedroom. He then proceeded to push every piece of furniture he owned (except the bed) up against the door, barricading it. Sighing in relief, he lazily walked over to the bed, removed his helmet, lay down; and went to sleep.
It wouldn't be long before Toothless pushed open both doors and dragged him out, but until then…
He had five minutes.