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Chapter 2

Sighing, Hiccup lay on his plush, four-poster king sized bed, staring at his silver plated watch. He watched as the gears slowly moved behind the arms, but didn't pay much attention to anything. Groaning, he saw that it was already 9:00 am, and he not-so-gracefully rolled over and off of the bed, letting out an 'oomph' as he hit the floor. Strapping on his prosthetic, he walked up to the full length mirror on the wall. He was wearing a long green nightgown, and his medium-length brown hair was a mess. Trying to tame his hair a bit with his fingers, Hiccup slowly walked out his bedroom door to go get breakfast.

The walk down was always the same every day. He walked down the hallway and large staircase, occasionally seeing a servant who would politely bow in front of him, no matter how many times Hiccup told them not to. He would then walk down to the dining room, where there would be large platters full of breakfast foods, where Hiccup would just grab a plate and fill it up then leave, not letting any of the servants assist him. Every once in a while, he would see his father and they would usually just say "good morning" to each other or something to that effect, and would not talk much more than that. Hiccup then quickly walked back to his room, and eat while on the computer, or looking at new designs and ideas for projects he wanted to start. This time though, he pulled out the computer that he got from the girl yesterday. Usually, he didn't bring home whatever he was working on, just in case somebody say it and also because he didn't have his tools there, but this one was an exception. He had fixed it without too much trouble, and it only took a few minutes of searching up what to do. Opening the lid, he saw that it was stuck on the guest account, a feature which happens when the main user can make it so that nobody can get to their personal account but them, but all of the programs are loaded onto the guest account too. This way, Hiccup could still fix the problem, but still wasn't able to see what the girl's name was. There really wasn't anything that he could do on the computer that he couldn't do on his own, so he closed it and put it back in his bag.

A while ago, Hiccup found a secret network of tunnels connecting many of the rooms in the palace together. Finding one in his room, Hiccup always used it to get out of the castle unnoticed. Pulling on a green hoodie and brown jeans and stuffing Toothless in his hoodie pouch, Hiccup slung his backpack over his shoulder and crouched down to his wall to get through the tunnel. Hiccup knew the way out quite well, and knew every turn he had to make to get to the back exit. After a few minutes of walking through with a flashlight, he finally made it out, and took in a large breath, not having to breath in the stale, musty air anymore. Walking through the more empty streets to not attract too much attention, Hiccup walked a couple of blocks until he reached the street his shop was on. Taking out his keys and unlocking the garage door, Hiccup pulled it up and went inside, flipping over his 'Open" sign. It was now 10:00 am, the time he usually got to the shop. Occasionally, he wouldn't be able to come to the booth if he had an unexpected meeting or party to attend, but any other time he could usually sneak out. But for this reason, he didn't have a schedule so you would have to come and check if the shop was open instead of already knowing.

Letting Toothless out, the cat sat down and immediately started licking himself to make whatever fur was mussed up in the journey sit flat again. Resting his backpack next to his desk, Hiccup walked over to the back wall, pulling some tools off of the wall, and bringing them back to the table. Sitting down, he pulled open a drawer and brought out a small, metal, figure. It didn't look like much yet, a small metal head, body, and one wing. Reaching back in, Hiccup pulled out some more parts. There were 4 legs, and the beginnings of a second wing. Pulling out more metal and some tools, Hiccup started working more on the second wing of the dragon. Hiccup had always loved the idea of dragons, and always drew them when he was younger. A few months ago, he started building a small model that would flap its wings when the tail was pushed down. Hunched over his work, Hiccup didn't realize he was working for so long that he had started to get hungry. Leaving his work, Hiccup walked over to the small fridge that he had in one corner of the room. Pulling out a sandwich, he walked back over and cleared out the middle section of the desk so he wouldn't get crumbs in any small machines. It was now 12:00 pm, so there were more people out on the street going to get food. He watched the cars as they drove past the shop, not bothering to slow and look around. Nobody had come to the booth today, which was slightly irregular having it be noon and during summer break, but there were always some days where there were no customers. Little kids were running around near where he was, laughing and being noisy. Hiccup sometimes wished he could just be a normal kid, having no parent issues and being able to do whatever you wanted. Luckily though, his father never really cared enough to send personal guards with Hiccup wherever he went, so he could easily leave almost any time he wanted.

Starting to get drowsy, Hiccup put his head and arms on his desk, putting away his dragon. He was just planning on resting his eyes for a few seconds, but he quickly dozed off, leaving all of his problems in the real world.

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