Hey it's Vy! So there's not a lot of Toothless in this chapter. Sorry. At the end it's kinda just me being bored and wanting to make this a little longer, so I hope you like it. Enjoy! Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train your Dragon
I went straight to the hall after the terrible class. I can't believe I froze up like that! I mean, I know that technically I have a reason to, but it's still embarrassing! Once I reached the hall I shoved all thoughts from my mind, focusing on getting fish for Toothless. While I filled a basket with the different kinds (I don't know what dragons prefer) I failed in not thinking about the lesson. Gobber said all dragons go for the kill. But why didn't Toothless? Why did he just trust me after? And the biggest question yet: Why do I trust him? Anyone who had my past would want every dragon that they see killed within a minute. I don't understand. I finally filled the basket and left the hall, heading to the woods. I quickly stopped at home for my journal so I could make a sketch of Toothless's tail. Before I could enter the woods though, I heard Snotlout' s boastful voice carrying across the yard. I ducked behind a tree to wait for them to pass and heard some of their conversation.
"I can't believe Useless froze up like that!" Snotlout was saying.
"I know I wouldn't."
"Yeah. She's so wimpy!" Tuffnut joined in.
"Guys, she kinda had a reason to be scared," Fishlegs said nervously, and I silently thanked the gods for giving her to us. Snotlout snorted.
"Yeah right. Everyone acts like being attacked by a dragon is such a big deal. It was five years ago! She should get over it." Asher suddenly joined the conversation.
"Alright Snotlout, how's this. During the next dragon raid we make you go through the exact same thing, then see you get over it while we all ignore the fact that you almost DIED!" He exclaimed angrily. I blinked in confusion as Snotlout stared in shock at Asher.
"Why are you defending her?" She asked and they started walking away. When I could no longer hear them, I turned and walked to the cove I found for Toothless. Why did Asher defend me? It's not like we're friends. I mean, I understand why Fishlegs helped. She's too nice to hang out with them. Sooner then expected, I reached the cove.
"Hey Bud," I called out, hoping the Night Fury was still here. Sure enough, he landed right in front of me.
"Hey there," I said, putting on a fake smile. He cocked his head and nudged the heavy basket. I laughed slightly and dumped it on the ground. I went to his tail and sat by it. I reached into the pocket of my vest and pulled out my journal and pencil, beginning my sketch of the prosthetic. While doing so I asked, "Do you have a name?" He turned and looked at me, confused.
"You know. Something I can call you. I refuse to see you and call you Dragon all the time," I told him. He looked thoughtful then shook his head. I smiled. Genuinely this time and continued.
"How about Toothless? Because you don't have teeth?" He opened his mouth, revealing his gums. Suddenly, teeth shot out and I jumped.
"Ok. You have retractable teeth. Huh. Can I still call you Toothless? Please!" I said. He did what I think was a dragon version of a smile and nodded. I grinned and finished drawing his tail. After words I asked cautiously,
"Can I- Can I touch your tail?" Toothless, who had been watching me draw with interest, nodded. I reached out and touched it, getting a feel of how big it has to be and how heavy. I wrote it all down and sighed. Looking at the sky, I noticed it was getting dark and I packed up.
"See you tomorrow Bud," I said, and left.
Asher's point of view
At dinner that night, all the teens were sitting with Gobber for an after lesson meeting. All except Hicca of course.
"Now, where did Asher go wrong today?" Gobber asked, just as Hicca entered with her plate.
"Nowhere because he's perfect," Snotlout said. I groaned and corrected her.
"I mistimed my somersault dive. It was sloppy," I said. "It threw off my reverse tumble." Snotlout cut in, determined.
"No, it was so totally, Asher," she said, moving so that Hicca had to sit at the table next to us. She looked down at her food with a gloomy expression as Gobber continued.
"Where did Hicca go wrong today?" He asked.
"Uh, she showed up?" Tuffnut asked.
"She failed to get burned to a crisp again," Snotlout added. I rolled my eyes and said sharply, "She's never where she should be."
"Thank you Asher," Gobber said. And I tried to ignore how she flinched at her cousin's remark. Gobber dropped a huge book on the table.
"You need to live and breathe this stuff,"he said, placing his real hand on it. "The Book of Dragons. Homework: read it tonight." As he left the hall the others spoke up.
"Wait you mean read!" Tuffnut asked.
"While we're still alive?" Ruffnut added.
"Oh it's really cool!" Fishlegs said excitedly. She started talking about the different breeds of dragons and the other teens left with her. Hicca came over to my table and said awkwardly, "So I guess we have to share?" I shoved the book towards her and left.
"Read it," I called over my shoulder. I felt a little bad for her afterwards, but it's too late now. I went home.
Hicca's point of view
I can't believe the information we have on dragons! I mean sure we have appearance, size, blah blah blah. But everything else is just 'kill on sight, kill on sight, kill on sight.' May as well rename the book kill on sight! And they didn't have anything on Night Furies. I closed the book (quietly though, seeing as it's close to midnight) and left. I walked to the forge and began working on Toothless's new tail. I hope this works. Maybe I can ride him then! That would be awesome. At around three o clock I left and went home, completed tail fin under my arm. The next morning I woke to the sound of Gobber knocking on the door. I answered, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
"Come on Hicca. I need your help in the forge today," he said.
"Do I have to?" I groaned.
"Yes. You're the one who signed up for this job. Go get dressed and come down after breakfast," he told me, turning to go back. I let the door slam behind me and go upstairs, grabbing an apple for breakfast. I changed from my green night gown to my normal outfit and went down. I arrived and exchanged my vest for my apron and got to work. One of the villagers needed a new sword and I had gotten very good at making them over the years. I lost myself in the work until Gobber came over.
"I need to grab some more leather. I'll be right back. Man the fort Hicca!" And he left. I continued on the blade of the sword. A few minutes later I heard someone knocking on the side of the window, hoping to get our attention.
"Gobber?" I called, hoping he was back.
"Gobber!" I called again when I got no response. Again nothing. I groaned and went to the front. Then wished I hadn't. The other teens were standing there. The twins were fighting, Fishlegs was standing awkwardly, Asher was ignoring Snotlout. I took a deep breathe and asked, "Can I help you?"
"Yeah, can you help with a few things?" Asher asked.
"As long as it's not too much. I have a sword to finish," I told them.
"Oh, you can finish that. We'll come back later."
"No it's fine. Come in here and I'll finish up," I said. I lead them to the back and took the hammer up again, bringing it down against the blade one last time. I inspected it and nodded happily, attaching it to the hilt. Luckily, all that was left was to test it. I went outside and noticed the others following. Ignoring them, I went to a tree and swung the sword. It embedded itself into the trunk and I let go of the hilt, inspecting the tree. It was pretty far in there and when I saw the others, they were staring with their jaws almost hitting the ground. I laughed slightly and yanked the sword from the tree, happy with the result. I went back inside and placed it on a shelf before turning to everyone.
"What do you want?" I asked. Snotlout went first.
"I need the handle fixed on this," she said, holding out an old axe. I put it on the table and looked at the rest.
"I need this sharpened," Asher said, holding out his beloved axe.
"Anything else?" I asked. No one answered so I got to work. It takes less time to sharpen an axe so I started with Asher's. As I sat by the wheel used I could feel their eyes on me. It was very uncomfortable. I finished quickly and went outside again. Again being followed. I threw the axe with all my might at another tree and it wedged itself in there pretty well. I removed and gave it to Asher, enjoying the shocked faces. I took Snotlout's and decided it needed a new handle.
"I need to change the handle out," I told her. She nodded.
I removed the old wooden and snapped it over my knee, throwing the wood into the fire behind the table. I attached a new handle and carefully carved it into the perfect shape for throwing. I, again, threw it at a tree to test strength before giving it back. They payed for the weapons and left. Finally! Gobber returned and I left, throwing on my vest, to visit Toothless.