Can I just start this off by thanking one of my great reviews for an amazing idea?
They didn't mean too but that didn't make it any less amazing.
Thank you, Bright Eyes Illusionist! Everyone else can thank you too because now the story will be even longer! Yay! Thanks again! ^^
Chapter Seven: Ready the Bath
Besides the fact that he was hacking up fish guts, Hiccup was feeling much better. But the reason why he was upchucking made him feel worse.
The infection was gone.
And so was his leg.
He had awoken that morning, confused. He was surrounded by smooth hard rocks. No, not rocks, scales.
A dragon.
Hiccup nearly leapt out of his skin, kicking with his one leg and clawing at the creature holding him captive.
Toothless opened one sleepy eye. He saved the boy and this was the thanks he got? A temper tantrum?
He unfurled his wings and let Hiccup out, however. The Viking glared while Toothless purred.
Hiccup tried to stand.
When he discovered the reason why he couldn't, he started technicolor yawning over the ground.
Toothless whined, and stood beside him, concerned.
Hiccup took a deep breath. What was going on? The last thing he remembered was that he had been sick and his mother had kept waking him up.
Toothless stuck his face in Hiccup's vision, humming.
"Hey bud," Hiccup forced a smile and stroked the dragons snout.
After a good scratch from his human, Toothless wandered over to the pond. He was hungry, and Hiccup surely was too, after all, he had just vomited up yesterday's lunch.
While Toothless was busy, Hiccup took a closer look at his leg. He wasn't quite sure where it had gone, or how. It was still hurting but his fever was gone. Now he had no way of escape. He couldn't walk, couldn't climb up out of the cove. He couldn't get back home- ever.
Although watching as his Night Fury jump around, falling over his own paws as the eel caught in between his claws squirmed, Hiccup considered that maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't want to go home.
Girl 132 swept down the dark and dismal halls off the Imperial Tower.
She was lucky, chosen out of hundreds of Viking girls to be a handmaiden to the queen. Or she convinced herself she was lucky. The alternative was heavy training that only a third of all that endured it lived through.
Now, she had been sent ahead to prepare for the Queen's bath. She sighed as she reached the door to the royal bath chamber, exhausted.
Last night she had been assigned vigil for the Queen, crouched by her Royal Empress' bedside. She knew the stories of girls on watch who had been almost stabbed by the person they were protecting, just to see if they were "on the alert". Her night had been wonderfully boring.
Flipping her bangs out of the way pointlessly as she stepped into the large and spacious bathroom, Girl 132 got to work. Within a half in hour, all she wanted to do was strip down and slide into the bath she had created.
The water was steaming hot, with flower petals strewn across it's surface. Girl 132 dipped her finger in longingly.
She jerked it out as the Red Queen of Death strolled in, obviously in a bad mood. One of the girls behind her was bleeding heavily from a deep shoulder gouge. Girl 132's eyes widened.
Two other girls attended the Queen as she bathed, while Girl 132 slipped out with her injured friend.
Friend might have been the wrong word for their relationship, both bore scars from many cat fights they had gotten into when they were younger. Nevertheless, Girl 132 wasn't about to leave her untreated.
Girl 105 was taller then her, her hair a pitch black against Girl 132's blonde. Both wore their hair in a braid, but Girl 132's bangs covered her left eye. She brushed these bangs out of her way as she cleaned the blood off the other's shoulder.
"What'd she hit you with?"
"Fire poker. I'm just glad she didn't break anything," Girl 105 sighed.
"Stay out of her way the rest of the day. I'll cover for you."
"I don't need your help."
Girl 132 glared as she finished wrapping the other's shoulder, "accidentally" pulling it too tight, causing Girl 105 to wince.
Girl 105 muttered a "I could've done that," the closest thing a thank you either one of them could ever muster towards one another.
Well that's that. Girl 132 is Astrid, Girl 105 is Heather. Sorry for any confusion!
I'm busy plotting the ending- it's gunna be good!
And I'm also hatching plans for a crossover with rise of the Guardians. I'm psyched about that as well!
I have no idea what I'm doing with these Chapter Titles anymore
Thank you for reviewing! ^^
