The formal dinner was quite an event. There were two hundred and fifty one students there total (it was a fresher's event, but other students were allowed to come, not that many did).

Hiccup smiled into the hugs his friends gave him. It had been so long since he'd seen any of them.

Immediately he was hit by a ton of questions. All 'where were you?'s and 'how was it?' 'what was it like?'.

He managed to spy a glance in Toothless's direction, wanting to know what his roommate was up to. Toothless seemed to be hiding from someone, ducking into old groups of friends to chat, and then continuing to hide. Man was that guy weird.

The head of the first cycle department got up and made a speech that Hiccup was very proud to say he did not fall asleep in.

They left to their dorm rooms. Hiccup had gotten to meet Eret. The guy was a little big-headed (like, seriously, the size of his ego matched the sight of those dreamy, dreamy, drea- wait, what!? Uh, they matched his arms. Yep. Hiccup did most definitely not think the guy was hot as hell) but he was otherwise OK.

Hiccup looked around their room, which wasn't really that hard to do considering it was only, like, twenty square meters (five by four and pretty cramped).

At least their bags were in a different room, if they had to keep their luggage here Hiccup would forget all about the fact that his arch nemesis was trying to take over the world and just move straight the fuck out. He heard Canada was nice this time of year, and besides, there were no stray supervillains there… ok there was one… did Serial Killer count? Because then it was two. Broken Ice? Three. OK actually maybe four. Unless you counted SWS(Socks With Sandals[dumbest name ever]) then it was five. Six?... OK so no to Canada then, hmmm, how about Switzerland… No that was too close to the Latinic Square, he'd be a dead man walking. Singapore? Their Superheroes managed it so that there were no Supervillains to make the street dirty. OK, if it didn't work out here, then Singapore it was.

He glanced down at his watch. 01:21, where was his roommate? He sighed and undressed, turned the lights off and went to sleep. If his dickass roommate didn't want to show up on time then that was his problem, not Hiccup's.

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It was midnight, time to go down to the lab. Toothless left the event successful, he'd managed to completely avoid his brother and his brother's friends all night! Score 1- Toothless.

The lab was located in an underground facility that in all honesty he was surprised The Vikings hadn't found it yet, it wasn't even that many levels down. He went outside to the delivery pick up station behind the University's cafeteria, leaned down to the drain and pulled up the moss. There was a chain. He pulled. He stepped back and walked to the pool, sure enough there, on the third row of the left spectator wing, chair number twenty three, was the key. He picked it up and walked down towards the gardens. He jumped into the pond and searched the ground. About two meters down and ten meters in he found what he was looking for, a prismic device shaped like a lock, but without any actual lock. He picked it up and headed to the library.

In the library, behind the second bookcase to the right was a clipping of a map. Had any superhero stumbled across this they would never have found what they were looking for, for it bore the emblem of a red herring, a false start. However, being Toothless, he knew that the beginning of the map actually started at the computer labs, and that each measurement was supposed to be at a minus two. Two less steps, two less meters, and the last two turns were supposed to throw the seeker off.

And finally, 12:38, he reached his destination. He looked through the bushes and found an empty space between a row of cement, the same size as the block in his hand. He shoved his block in there and a holograph appeared. 12:39:32, he readied the key, only 28 seconds to go or he'd be locked out of there for another ten minutes. 9,8,7, he counted… 2,1 he shoved the key in and twisted, a door no one could ever tell had been there prior materialized and opened. He stood at it and let it scan him.

"Blood type P-, welcome, young villain." Said the voice of the lab's security and advanced newly-modified technological operating system, otherwise known as SANTOS.

"Good evening, Toothless," he winced as he was greeted by the sound of his all-too-familiar brother's voice, Baldy.

"'Evening Baldy," he replied to the other male.

Baldy was a six foot, lean but more muscular than Toothless, 20 year old male who, with his fabulous, curly/straight (depended on the area of his scalp) jet black hair, was anything but bald. He also happened to possess the greenest eyes imaginable. It was no wonder Toothless hated his douchebag older brother.

Beside him was a pale-skinned girl who too possessed jet black hair (though she had a purple streak in hers), but where his eyes were green hers were a deep shade of purple and shone like crystals. Toothless recognized her immediately, Baldy's girlfriend, Carly, who was starting Uni this year, just like him. Sorry, he meant "Carly", a.k.a the 'Violet Streak,' nemesis to Valkyrie.

"What's the latest intel on Horrendous Haddock 3?" asked Toothless.

Baldy sighed, "Toothless, you know you're never gonna be able to beat him until you can say his name right. Repeat after me. The Horrendous Haddock. Say it."

Toothless rolled his eyes, "Baldy, you have got to be kidding me if you think I'm gonna treat that scrawny, pathetic joke in tights with any respect."

"Toothless," Baldy warned.

Toothless groaned, "Fine, The Horrendous Haddock."

Baldy smiled.

Toothless coughed, but Baldy swore it sounded a hella lot more like 'whoisalsothedweebiestdweebtoeverdweeb.'

Baldy sighed.

"Now, as I asked earlier, do you have an update?"

"Yeah, but not much. The Vikings are keeping his location hush-hush, then again, his father is their leader and he is their heir, so that really shouldn't've come as much of a surprise-"

Toothless snorted. The Horrendous Haddock was heir to the Vikings throne, along with his advisors Chief; Divine Wind, and Right Hand; Meaty Head (what the actual fuck was so wrong with that boy that he chose that as his name is yet to be known). Haddock was a disgrace to his ancestor, Haddock 1 who had singlehandedly (OK, with a bit of help from Divine Wind and Meaty Head's ancestors as well, but they didn't really do much, he was the King and they were the pawns) brought down half the archipelago, who also had superpowers, centuries ago when the comet struck and the Nutjob decided he wanted to add Berk to his land.

Haddock 1 had taken down an entire fleet with 2 days of fooling around with his powers, yet Haddock 3 couldn't take down Toothless despite being trained since birth.

Toothless couldn't believe this was the guy who was the descendant of the mighty King of the Wilderwest.

"So, who's your roommate?" asked Baldy.

"Ugh," groaned Toothless, "This unbelievably annoying guy, and you wont believe his name, Hiccup, like seriously, I thought our names were fucked up, but this takes the bait."

Baldy smiled, "Anything else?"

"Oh yeah. He likes all the superheroes who're close to Haddock, except for Haddock himself, since apparently he thinks Haddock's a failure."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I think I need to keep a close eye on him."

"Do what you must, but remember to be on time tomorrow."

"I am on time!"

"Training eNDED HALF A FUCKING HOUR AGO!"

"Well ex-cuse me, I had a social tonight, remember?"

"That's no excuse."

"Yes it is. Into dark stuff. Avoids socials. Kicks puppies. You'd have to be blind to realize I'm not a supervillain."

"Then avoid the other two."

"But Ba-aldy, puppies are just so kick-able!"

Baldy sighed. What was he going to do with his little brother?

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