Chapter 3 – "Language!"
"How'd it go?! Did you talk to him? Were the others there as well? Are they okay?! Why aren't you saying anything!" Stormfly shouted as she shook Toothless' ruthlessly by the shoulders, her eyes bright with excitement as her fists, unfortunately, tightened with anticipation.
"Stormfly... Stormfly, I think you're about to shake his head off... And you know it's a pain to regenerate." Meatlug, bless her ever-kind heart, said as she patted the taller girl´s shoulder and reached up to loosen her vicious grip on Toothless´ aching shoulders.
Hookfang practically shook with laughter as he braced his massive form against the doorway of their humble home.
That´s right, they hadn´t even stepped through their threshold before the vicious fomer dragoness attempted to kill him with questions and aggressive acts.
Toothless glared at him from the corner of his eye as sweet Meatlug pried the anxious woman off of him. He glanced at the twins, Belch leaned against an antique coffee table they had by the door to place mail and keys on while Barf was looking at the scene with an amuse smile as he leaned against the entrance to their living room.
Toothless smirked as he nodded his head towards Hookfang and winked.
They both stood straight as they caught their leaders act and gave him a pair of mischevious grins that stretched across their olive faces. Their shoulder shook with a giggle as they nodded once towards their alpha in return before stepping back into the living room and out the back-door.
"Alright, alright, I´m off! Claws retracted."Stormfly snarled as she shoved Toothless away from her and into the coatrack by their front door. He fumbled to save the wooden holder while nursing his now aching shoulders. "Now answer my goddamn questions!"
Toothless rolled his eyes as he shook himself off and straightened the coatrack. He rubbed his shoulders in an attempt to relieve the throbbing in his muscles. "It didn´t go so well."
"What?! What do you mean it didn´t go so well? Did you jump his bones?! Oh, gods, you jumped his bone, didn´t you! I mean, dear Odin, you are a sick, pathetic excuse for a dragon. You haven´t even mated him yet and you just go and rape him. " Stormfly rambled as she stepped back and leaned against the coffee table, her hand now cradling her forehead in disbelief. "I need a drink." She whispered to herself before turning her angry, golden eyes towards him. "And you need a fucking lawyer for the restraining order I know we´ll get!"
"Stormfly, language!" Meatlug scolded, appaled by her friend´s choice of words and manners of speech. She would've interrupted earlier, but her old friends crazy rambling hadcaught her off guard, as it had everyone else in the room, except for Hookfang who was as red as his hair and crying as he clutched onto his stomach with laughter.
"Sorry, ´lug."
"Anyway... No, I didn´t jump him." Toothless said calmly, controlling his boiling temper after such an accusation. "but… Hookfang did jump Snotlout."
That stopped the obnoxious laughter. "H-hey! I was excited! I haven´t seen that boy in over a century. Can you really blame me for greeting him?" Hookfang pouted as he spoke, ears as red as his hair while his cheeks paled.
Meatlugg giggled as she quickly ran to hug her giant partner and nuzzle his stomach. "I understand, I probably wouldn´t be able to contain myself either if I saw Fishlegs..."
Hookfang wrapped his arms over her slight, plump form as he nodded.
"Yeah, but you wouldn´t scare the shit out of him like your lover there. The poor boy looked like he was about to be murdered, especially with that unimpressive war-cry he had going on. Snotlout, Snoutlout, Oi, oi oi!" Toothless mocked as he shook his head and rolled his eyes.
Hookfang´s mouth open to retort, but his female companion was quicker.
"Language!"
Stormfly huffed. "Alright, so Hookfang did something stupid, nothing new."
"Hey!"
"Anything else?"
Toothless´ expression darkened as he glared at his red-haired companion. The issue had been resolved earlier that day when he came out victorious in their public wrestling match, but Toothless was still fuming over the actions of his reckless friend. "The dumbass," Meatlug groaned. "tried to attack Hiccup."
The former dragonesses stiffened as they processed their leader's words. Meatlug stepped back from her loving embrace and looked into the embarrassed man´s eyes with shock and shame. Suddenly, before any of them could comprehend, she struck him straight into the solar plexus with a powerful uppercut, causing him to fall face forward onto their wooden floor.
"You are a dumbass! Attacking one of our own! That boy was the freaking reason we were able to live in peace and harmony for so many years! We owe that boy so much and you go and try to fucking attack him! What the hell is wrong with you!" She kicked his side a few times for good measure while animalistic growls escaped her throat.
All the occupants in the room stared at the brown haired woman in shock. Small strands of hair tickled her cheeks, escaping the hairband she wore to keep the short hair out of her face. Her chest was heaving as she glared at her partner.
"Meatlug, language!" Stormfly broke the tension with a nervous chuckle as she stared wide-eyed at the fuming woman.
Meatlug huffed as she kicked her husband one last time before turning on her heel and walked out of their entrance hall.
"Meatlug, baby, wait!" Hookfang called pathetically as he struggled to stand up right, wincing as he did so. "Meatlu-" he tried to call out to his love, just as a rabid squirrel flew through the open doorway of their home and onto the shocked and humiliated face of the downed man.
The twins pranced into the room with a satisfied smile and nodded to their alpha. "It took us a while to find a suitable creature." They announced together as they joyfully watched their victim fight against the, most likely, infected squirrel, his screams and profanities bouncing off the walls as the red-head clawed at the determined creature's spine.
Toothless nodded at them with a grin before turning back towards Stormfly who was looking at the show with a sadistic smile. "Serves you right, dumbass."
"I saw the others as well... And I think Hiccup remembers a little."
Hiccup buried his face into his pillow and screamed.
The entire day had been severely messed up. Even at practice, the one time during the day where he felt unrestricted and free, he still felt someone staring at him. He had continuously turned and twisted to look around him for the dark-haired stranger.
Even when he jumped and glided through the air he searched for him, for his dark hair and green eyes.
He screamed again.
"What´s going on with me?" He muttered as he slumped against his bed, easing the few muscles he had into relaxation as his frustration seeped out of him.
"Son?" Perfect, just what I need.
"What´s up, dad?" He murmured against his bed, not bothering to left his tired body and face the brawny man in question.
"Long day?" And there it was, the amused tone in his fathers heavily accented voice. Of course he´d find his son´s frustration and anger amusing, his best friend was a one-armed drunkard who ransacked their kitchen every other day.
"You can say that again." He groaned in reply.
Stoic chuckled. Hiccup turned his head slightly and saw his father´s massive form leaning against the threshold of his humble room.
"Right then, just don´t forget to take off the leg."
Hiccup sighed as he heaved himself up and threw his legs over the edge of his single-bed. He grimaced as he rubbed the juncture of his prosthetic and knee. "Yeah, thanks for reminding me. I'm so used to it I keep forgetting about it." He sheepishly grinned towards his father who, in return, scoffed and shook his head. "Hey, dad… Do you think you could drive me to school tomorrow? My leg has been bothering me since the fall."
Stoic nodded as he stepped back and continued his way downstairs. "Sure thing, Son!" It didn´t take long until the boisterous laughter of his father and Gobber filled the house.
Hiccup bit his lip as he stood up and peeled off his jeans, leaving him in his dragon pattern boxers. Dragons are awesome. He defended to no one in particular, having felt a sudden sense of judgment coming his way.
He sat back on his bed before unlatching the prosthetic and easing it off his stomp, followed quickly by the sock designed to make the mechanical limb more comfortable. He ran his hand over the smooth skin and massaged the worn muscle there.
No, he didn´t have any exciting story about his lost calf. No dreadful car crashes or airplane accident, no he hadn´t lost his leg to an organ dealer in a shady part of town and no, he hadn´t done any heroic acts whose price was his fallen limb. He was simply born without the lower half of his leg. The doctor´s only excuse was that because he was premature there must´ve gone wrong in his bodily development and thus he had lived without half a leg all his life. Really some days he didn´t even feel that he was missing a part of his appendage, there was no feeling of loss or thoughts that he´d been cheated on. That was his life, might as well live with it.
Hiccup threw himself back onto the mattress and folded his arms behind his head. He refused to think any more of what had happened earlier that day; instead he counted backwards from 1000 and fell asleep somewhere by 639.
AN/ So, Here is a short chapter, but hey! It´s an update! Woo!
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