It was painful to recall what Toothless had been, before he had become Toothless. He used to be frustrated, angry… simply confused. His parents had passed away in a battle, before they had a chance to give him a name. Wandering, a nameless, helpless little hatchling, he managed to figure out the hard way that life isn't the comfort of his mother's wings. It's cruel, sneaking a way to stab you with the truth every time your defenses are weakened.
The little hatchling was frightened. He didn't know what to do, or where to go anymore. The start of a long journey of discovery had been cut short, and the hatchling felt it hopeless to continue such a trip when he knew all his efforts were in vain.
Melancholy was the last thing he would have wanted to experience, and yet, he dwelled deeper into his own negative feelings, until he transformed into the monster we call the 'Night Fury'.
Night Fury had become his new name; two words that struck terror into burly Vikings' hearts, making even the bravest, toughest warrior squeal in horror. Toothless enjoyed having all of that power. He loved the sounds of screams as he shot a ball of plasma at one of their many wooden contraptions, knocking them down onto the village below. He would feel his pride as he came out of a battle unscathed and unseen, and sit back just to watch the other dragons terrorize the village in turn.
That was, until he met Hiccup, that his whole world turned upside down.
He had never, ever, allowed a human to even see him, much less lay a finger on his hide.
Toothless had allowed himself to touch the human's bare hand, his snout placed neatly into his palm, fitting so well…he felt like it belonged there. A warm, inviting feeling seemed to radiate from the boy. It felt so familiar...and yet, he couldn't tell where he had felt it before.
At that moment, he was no longer the 'Night Fury'. He was a tired, lonely young dragon, who was just beginning to relearn what it felt like to be taken care of. His pride, how strong he was, how terrifying…it just didn't matter anymore.
The day his entire body froze, warm and tingly, was when realization had hit him. He, for the first time in years, did not know what to say. He continued to repeat the word Hiccup used to call him over in his head again and again, trying to make sense of it. Toothless, Toothless, Toothless…
The dragon, after being stuck in his own thoughts, let out a questioning croon, eying his human companion. Toothless…wasn't just a stupid title after all.
.
The boy had given him a name.
AN: Welp, I'm back, with more HTTYD Toothless & Hiccup material! Still has a few rough edges, but I decided to upload it anyways.
As always, tell me what you thought of it! :D
MAJOR EDIT: Pesky rough edges: mostly removed, and edited. I fixed quite a lot of stuff. Hell, I think I practically rewrote the whole thing. Elaborated a little more on Toothless' situation in the edit, and added a whole new paragraph to boot. This was just bugging me so much, I had to edit it. It's still lacking something, though. GAH.