Don't know why people actually replied to this story, especially when it hasn't been updated in forever. I honestly forgot it even existed until I got an email saying someone left a review. So to everyone who replied, thank you! And just know, I'm making chapter 2 cause I'm bored at the moment; we'll see if this leads to anything.
I'm also curious as to whether my writing has improved over the last two years (don't know why it would, I haven't wrote anything else since)
One final note to anyone who cares (I know no one does, it's not lost on me), I forget my original ideas for this story, so… I'm as lost on the plot as you are!
ENJOY!
:This story contains strong language, gore and adult themes. Not intended for children:
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"Oh, well isn't this bloody fantastic, Hiccup?" Dorian snapped, rubbing his arms along his body to try and get his body heat up.
Toothless' tail failed in the winter storm that was plaguing the two old gentlemen. They were only 19, but making past childhood in this world? They were certainly old when compared to the majority of the population. Whether it be being carried away by some scaly winged demon, or dying of a cold, there was always something trying to kill you.
Dorian was of average height, average weight. His face was ugly and his hair long and brown, hanging carelessly at shoulder length. His build was athletic though. Constantly working and trying to not die is a great way to build muscle.
He was a few paces behind Hiccup and Toothless. Hiccup had a fur coat, it kept him much warmer than his friend's light brown tunic. It's thin fabric allowing wind to pass through easily. His metal leg, however, made walking in the snow much more of a challenge. Plus, the freezing temperature was bothering his stump.
"My fucking nipples are damn ice shards. 'Bout to poke through me fucking shirt!" Dorian continued.
Toothless and Hiccup turned their heads to the brackish man behind them. Dorian was slightly off put by the dragon's ability to match his riders 'man-up-pussy' expression.
"Told you to bring a coat," Hiccup said in his typical monotone voice he uses when delivering his 'I told you so' lines. Dorian growled in his throat, mocking Hiccup.
"Well, if we're doing the whole, 'I told you so' routine. Let me tell YOU, that flying into a fucking! Snow! Storm! Was a shitty idea!"
"No?" Hiccup snapped back in an exasperated, sarcastic tone.
"Yes!" Dorian was equally sarcastic. "But, ah, fuck it, I'm Hiccup-bloody-Haddock! So what my ride gots but one tail. We'll be fine!"
The trio had crash landed on an island shore. They had been considerably lucky, considering they had no clue the island was even there. It wasn't documented on any maps the had with them.
They had spotted a cave from the beach, and were trudging up the side of a ledge through an onslaught of snow flakes. The snow was about shin deep, but the two boys were not prepared for a trek through the snow.
Dorian had been wanting a dragon of his own, Hiccup was their to help train him one. After three weeks of not seeing a single dragon willing to take Dorian, the three were on their way back home when the snow storm formed. Dorian suggested they avoid it and land. Hiccup didn't believe they had enough supplies to get by, so he tried to brave it. Now they were here.
It happens that dragons are smart enough to judge someone's character. For a dragon and a man to bond, they both need to feel like it could work. Like an odd cross-species marriage.
With a triumphant cry from Dorian, the three made it to the cave. It was just deep enough to house the party, and keep them from the storm. Hiccup, being damn near frozen himself, suggested Toothless go collect wood for a fire. The dragon, being much better off in the cold, warbled in understanding, and bounded off into the storm.
Hiccup, turning to Dorian, questioned why the man was in his skippies.
"Because!" Dorian explained, "My shit is wet. You may not know this, but snow is just super cold water. And I'm covered in it."
Hiccup shook his head and removed his coat. Dorian rubbed his sore, frozen nipple.
"My shirt was chaffing my poor milk-duds," he moaned.
"I hate you." Hiccup said.
"You love me."
"Fuck you."
Dorian cracked a smile, which led to a loud guffaw.
"Damn boy, full of surprises today, ain't ya? First, flying so carelessly and now you're busting out the big boy words! Next you're gonna tell me you're a master swordsman."
"Please," Hiccup rolled his eyes. "I always fly carelessly." Hiccup had situated himself up again the cave wall.
Dorian nodded in agreement, his arms back at his sides trying to warm.
Looking at his freezing friend, Hiccup sighed. "I'm sorry. Should have listened to you and found a place to land."
Dorian chuckled. "Damn, and an acknowledgement of my superior intellect. Truly, the cold whether is getting to you more than me."
It wasn't much longer till Toothless bounded back into the cave, a few large logs in his jaws.
With a hearty laugh from the guys, Toothless lit the fire. And the three waited for the storm to pass.
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Alrighty, still pretty short, but I just wanted to see if anyone is still interested in this mess of fiction. Again, not sure where this story is headed, but it could be fun to find it together.
Again, leave a comment if you enjoyed.
PS: I typically hate OC characters as they are often unbelievable, so I'll try to use them as little as possible. But there will be OC characters as all the main HTTYD characters aren't together yet.
