Lazy days

A/N: Sorry people, things got a bit crazy crazy for 4th of July weekend for me. Didn't have any time to write out any thing, so, I'm gonna sit and hash out at least 2 chapters of his, and try to finish up some of the SVTFOE fic. All by Saturday, hopefully. STFOE won't be posted until the 27th though. ANyway, enjoy

3rd Person PoV

The one known as Dagur, entered a dark room. There he closed the door, and said a few spells that would ensure that no one spy's, or overhears the conversation he's about to have. When he's satisfied that he's done a good job, he goes into a satchel. He then brings out a cube looking device, that appears to be made of glass and has intricate designs on the surface. Next, he brings out a knife.

He set the cube on the floor and pricks his finger with the knife. He lets a few drops of his own blood fall onto the cube, the blood filling in the designs on the cubes surface. It starts to glow blue, the it floats of the ground and opens up, the corners unscrewing and flies off, and the rest of the cube opens like a lotus flower. Dagur then chants some words, and gets on one knee, his head bowed to the floor.

After a minute a holographic image of a tall man with dreadlocks, and a cape of dragon skin thrown over his left arm. "What is is?" The distorted voice of the one and only Drago Bludvist came out.

"Drago, master," Dagur said in a voice and tone that was so unlike him. "Master of the United Armies, conqueror of the great Bewil-"

"I asked you what do you want?" Drago cut in on Dagur's rant.

"Er, right, sorry master," Dagur quickly cowered. "I have some news, some of it good, the rest of it mostly bad." Drago didn't say anything, just kind of growld. "We have tracked and incapacitated the Night Fury. But, when we shot it down, a boy got to him mere minutes before one of our own, Anders, discovered them. The boy and the Night Fury bonded and he took him back to his residence."

"Just kill the boy, and Sanchez for his blunder," Drago waved the matter away.

"Here's the bad news though," Dagur said. Drago raised an eyebrow in response. Dagur looked up and said, "We've discovered that the boy who bonded with your prize is none other than the son of a one, Stoick the Vast." Drago's eyes narrowed dangerously, and Dagur quickly looked back to the floor.

"Hmmm," Drago said, pondering the new information.

"Shall I… Shall I terminate them, master?" Drago asked cautiously.

"Hmm, no. No you will not," Dagur flinched a little bit from Drago's tone. "Instead you will investigate this… son of Stoick the Vast. And you will befriend him, see what he is with my Night Fury, and recruited him."

"And if he refuses?" Dagur asked looking up, a mad gleam in his eyes.

"What else will you do?" Drago asked. "Kill them of course. When we are done here, you will leave the town from the north, and circle around west and come back into town from the south. Your story will be that you are a refugee from Louisiana. That will be believable enough. Skrills love tropical weather, and Louisiana is a good fit for your accent and… demeanor."

"Very well, master," Dagur bowed.

"Good, now, take care of Anders. He's a nuisance." And with that the call cut off, and the cube reformed and fell to the ground.

Dagur picked it up, and began to giggle like a school girl. "Oh, Anders!"

Hiccup PoV, Monday.

The weekend was a blur, no, wait, actually it was pretty boring. After Astrid left Saturday morning, she gave me her number and we spent the remainder of the day talking and texting back and forth, only stopping during meal times, and texting late into the night. I asked her to come around on Sunday, but she said that she had a family thing to do at church that day.

Ryan and Toothless soon became acquainted, and either Ryan has been supplying him, or Toothless has a weird branch of magic, because every other time I see him he's sporting a different tiny little hat. Sometimes it's a top hat, or a fedora, other times is a baseball cap or a beanie. Currently me and my dad are planning on moving my stuff to a different room in the house, one that's about 3 times bigger than the rest of them, besides my dad's office. We wanted to move rooms, because Toothless can't go outside, not really in his current condition, but also because Drago's men are after him. Best to wait until things cool down.

We've settled on a sun room on the second floor. That one because it has these huge double doors that that lead out to a balcony like terris. It's a bit small, but once I get Toothless's tail fin all figured out, my dad'll expand it for take off's and landings.

Come Monday though, and I am completely exhausted. Staying out all night Friday to dragon hunt, talking and texting Astrid well into Saturday night, almost Sunday morning, and then all day studying what's left of Toothless's tail fin to try and come up with a design that will work and get him flying again. So, once again, come Monday morning, I am completely exhausted. And I do not want to go to school.

But, once I reassure Toothless for the nth time that I'll be back before 4 o'clock, and I get to school, I see Astrid and I smile for the first time in what feels like years. She and the rest of the kids are touching down in the field with their dragons. She see's me and hops off of Stormfly and runs up to hug me.

"Hey," she says. "I missed you."

I quickly hug back and say, "Same."

"Woah woah woah!" I hear. "What's going on!?"

We jump apart to see Snotlout slack jawed and the rest of the gang as equally surprised behind him as well. "Oh, hey Snotlout," Astrid says nonchalantly. "How was your weekend?"

"I'll ask again; what the hell is going on!?" he reiterates.

"What? Can't a girl hug her own boyfriend?" Astrid says feigning ignorance.

Her statement is met with silence, then, "What?" "No way!" "Way to go buddy!" "Really? I thought you were kidding." "WHAT!?"

The last one was Snotlout. He quickly went from white as a sheet, to brick red, to a sick shade of purple. Uh oh.

"What makes you think that you can choose all of, of, that!" he gestured to all of me. "Over all, of this." he made some muscles.

"You just gestured to all of you," Fishlegs put in.

"Exactly! How could you go for all of that fishbone, when you could have all of me?" He winks and kisses at her. Astrid made a gagging sound so convincing that I actually thought she was gonna puke.

"Um, if I may say something," I say while putting my hand up like I'm in class.

"No you may not useless!-"

"I'm just as surprised as all of you," I continue, much to Snotlout's anger. "And Sam, I was lead to believe that you two broke up when summer started, and, well…" I just let that trail off.

"Didn't I say for you to shut up?" Snotlout said. "Only actual people get's to talk her useless."

"Hey!" Astrid said walking up to Snotlout and poked him in the chest. He cringed and tried to back away, but ultimately held his ground. "That's enough, or do I have to break more than your nose this time?"

Sam's eyes narrowed. "Really? You're gonna defend a scrawny,useless fishbone? Really? He doesn't even have a dragon!"

Astrid was about to deck him when I said loudly, "Actually!" Astrid stopped in her tracks and everyone looked at me, disbelief in their eyes. "No way," Tuffnut says.

"Um, way, actually. That's, that's how we actually got together, during a dragon hunt."

"What, did your guys love sounds attract a dragon?" Ruffnut snickered.

Thinking back to that night, how we were steadily getting closer till that Dagur character showed up. "Something like that."

"What kind of dragon is it?" Snotlout leared at me.

"You… you wouldn't believe me if I told you," I said. "So, why don't you come over to my place after school? All of you," I say before he could say something. "I know that you'd downplay it majorly if it's just you for confirmation."

"Hiccup, are you sure?" Astrid asks, coming over to my side.

"Eh," I said. "They won't leave me alone unless I show them something, and hey, at least I can one up him on something…. You know, besides putting a smile on your face," I say as I rub a finger along her cheek. She blushes and smiles. Snotlout makes a choking sound, "Ugh, I think I puked a little in my mouth." "Eww… do it again Hiccup!" Tuffnut said.

"Come on," I say to Astrid. "Class is about to start." I take her hand and walk past our group.

The school day went by slowly as well. All of our classes had tests, but they were easy, well, for me anyway. So, I just kicked back and got to work my designs for Toothless's tail. And not only that too, it's not widely known, but other than random designs that I sometimes get at the forge, I'm also a practiced drawler. I drew random things, such as insects, classrooms, or the students in them. My favorite is in a segment of my notebook that has all of us, Freddie, Travis, Renee, Sam, Astrid and I, and vikings. As depicted in the history books, and as our ancestral family tree. I know that I'd get laughed at for doing this, but, it makes me feel closer to my heritage, and in turn, to the magic that I recently discovered that I have.

After all of our classes are done, we finally head to Dragon Training, only to find out that Gobber's still grading what we've been doing for the past few months. And with 'the little stunt' as he calls it, that me and Snotlout did on Friday, he's even more backed up than ever. So, he gave us a lazy day off.

"But don' make a habit out of it!" He warned. "Come tomorrow or Wednesday, we're gonna get started on DMs. Oh, and Hiccup, Stoick told me about what happened, and I'll be giving you a week once it's ready to get your grade up in Dragon Communication. I can't pass you without that one."

I nodded and he walked away, leaving the kids to their own devices. Barely 5 seconds after he went into his office than the kids started to talk among themselves, and Astrid took my hand and dragged me off to one of the corners without anyone noticing. After nearly the whole period of making out, I decided to show her something else I was working on.

I made a ball of energy using magic, and changed it so that it was different forms. Her, stars, other shapes and Toothless.

"Wow, that's amazing!" She said. "I didn't know you could do that."

"Eh, it's not that hard, you just have to keep up concentration."

"Yeah, well," she pecked me on the lips. "I like it."

I smiled. I like it too, and I love lazy days.

End Chapter 8

A/N: WEll, this one is more like a drable than anything really, but, it fits. Everyone needs a lazy day to pretty much do nothing while in class or at home. Next chapter will come on friday.