Disclaimer: HTTYD is owned by Cressida Cowell, and DreamWorks. All the copyrights associated with How To Train Your Dragon belong to them. Only the ideas contained within this story are the property of me. No profit is being earned by the writer (P3MF) of this story.
A/N: You know, when this story was still a concept, the title was going to be ''How to train your Heart'' but then I realized the whole ''How to...'' joke was never really funny. So somehow I came up with this title instead. BTW, I will be changing the way I introduce POVs from now on. (Writing down 'character's POV' thing is redundant)If you can't figure whose POV it is, either re-read it, or if you had a really hard time identifying it, please speak up. I can use this to improve, and reconstruct.
Warning: this chapter's A/N shall be full of rants. Sorry if this annoys you, just skip on to the story. If you DO read it, please comment on it, it was rather annoying to piece together.
Also, if you happen to see a flame in the reviews or whatever, please ignore them. Arguing with trolls just makes you lose in the end. (Plus, ganging up on a flame over a FICTIONAL story seems a bit too...creepy. Like the kind of creepy fan service a person would punch another person for insulting their favorite celebrity) Besides, I can handle insults without getting all butt-hurt and go BAWWING next chapter.
(And don't call them out, then call the story awesome...I appreciate the concern, but its unneeded)
I'm also curious about all these drabbles going around on this fandom... They're less than a one-shot, whatever ''plots'' they have are NEVER answered... Do you like reading an interesting plot, and leave EVERY READER YOU HAVE wondering what the hell just happened or what led up to it? I don't. It sticks to me, and not in a good way. There's 'show, don't tell,' but when you purposely leave out the actual things people want to read -like giving someone a piece of food but taking out the most delicious part...
Well, Ms. Nitpicker put it rather nicely.
(NONE of the ''drabbles'' on this fandom are even a drabble. An actual drabble IS approx. 100 words)
DRABBLE: Writing drabble is similar to saying, "I've written some really cool dialogue, or conceived a neat scene that has no plot or point, and rather than come up with a story to put it in, I'm just going to post it and wait for praise." Similar to PWP, except limited to one hundred words.
Anyway, I was looking up entries on Encyclopedia Dramatica and I happened to find one about, and I have to admit, it was both deeply offensive and absolutely hilarious. Seriously, take a moment right now or after the chapter and look this site up on it. Should provide you with some lulz for the day.
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(Spread the wonders of Encyclopedia Dramatica! (And you know, more advertising s***)
Chapter 8
Explanations suck
I woke up to the rather disgusting sounds of vomiting, and a familiar human voice, screaming as if he was having a panic attack. Ah, speak of me, the pestering came from my rider. But why was he screaming...?
I walked up to him, and listened in on his rant, which bemused me to no end. "OH DEAR ODIN, WHAT DID I DO TO MY DRAGON LAST NIGHT?" Hiccup yelled, and I realized he just had a wake-up call to current events, Hiccup-style.
He briefly paused and took a sideways glance, grimacing at me. "Oh Freyja, you bewitching goddess, why did you do this to me? ARGH... And that's just ME. What am I gonna say to everyone?"
He threw his arms up in the air, and moaned more nonsense while I chuckled at his idiocy...
Oh me, I can be cruel.
I had my fun watching him go crazy, now I needed to make sure he didn't do something that was actuallycrazy, and probably comfort him. Ah poor Hiccup... I can understand how he feels though, if even a SINGLE dragon caught wind of this, I'd be the laughingstock of dragon-kind. Night Furies would curse my name forever if this romance tarnished their 'all-important pride'.
...hmm?
I heard beating wings in the distance, screeching and yelling... Oh no, it's him. AND her.
I narrowed my eyes, and saw the two worst beings to catch us, Astrid and Axebeak. My eyes dilated in worry. Well, at least we weren't in the middle of kissin- OH DEAR DRACO, OUR SCENTS!
I ran as fast as I could to Hiccup, pulling him up to see Astrid and her nadder coming closer... He naturally protested, but as soon as he saw the forms of his no-longer-girl friend, he went limp like a headless lamb.
He slowly stuttered, "O-oh boy T-Toothless... If Astrid finds out... Toothless, we need to wash your scent OFF us, hurry!"I would've said his scent was in me as well, but now wasn't the time for arguments.
We went as quickly as we could to the ocean and attempted to rid ourselves of our actions from before. I doubt Astrid would even think of noticing a mating scent, but a dragon like Axebeak... He'd ruin everything, especially since I can picture the strike at his vanity I made by choosing a human instead of at least a nadder. He would spread this far and wide, and I knew Hiccup wouldn't let me kill him (If only, if only...).
I stopped though when I realized MY scent didn't wash off so easily, it was there to define who was mated and who wasn't... I nudged Hiccup and shook my head to show him that a bath was futile, and he got the message. We gazed at them land, a flurry of curses being spouted in my mind at the incoming disaster.
"Hiccup Horrendous Haddock, why the HEL didn't you tell anyone you were leaving? Your dad almost sent half the ships after you!" Hiccup flinched at her yelling, it was almost certain I'd be tethered to a rock after this for Draco-knows how long...
Unfortunately, while Astrid yelled her head off at my rider, Axebeak came around to talk to me. I knew what would happen, and it did.
He opened his beak to talk, (More like try and hit on me again) but blinked and sniffed around the area. At one point, he sniffed at me (Making the most disappointed face possible) then he sniffed again, confused, but he was about to find out... If I did anything, it would only serve to confirm his doubts when he figures out our dirty secret.
Hiccup tried -key word, TRIED to lie about why he was here... "So uh, Astrid... The reason I smell like is- is because... I... Went... Fishing. Yeah, I wanted to go fishing with Toothless, but darn it, even the fish here are as strong as Vikings. Couldn't catch any, nope, not a one."
I hung my head in shame. For the love of Draco, Hiccup...
And I had yet to even tell my Kevvar about the dream... But that would have to wait. Axebeak was going to learn about us, and I needed to think up a plan to find a safe place...
Instinctively I wanted to tear his mouth off when he started sniffing around but a slash to a painful place would shut him up. Astrid took a moment from scrutinizing him for being missing to glare fiercely at me to not hurt Axebeak (Just depends on what he keeps his claws to) and then went back to yelling.
Like death, it was inevitable for him to blurt out... "YOUR RIDER?" That's where it got ugly. Thankfully, Astrid and Hiccup were preoccupied, so I was left to settle this with him.
His eyes ate at me with hate, and I glared Hel to him. "You... You're a Night Fury, Toothless! How could you choose him over me? I may not be a Night Fury, but surely I'm better than a pitiful huma-"
"Do NOT finish that sentence." I roared, venom and distaste seeping from my voice. I don't CARE about his ego, he makes one remark about my Kevvar and I'll see to it that he'll be picking eel from his scales for a month.
He calmed down somewhat, but the tension between us was much too tight for my comfort. "A human Omtenskom, a HUMAN. Do you even realize... How sick... The image is already poisoning my mind!" His voice was dripping with scorn, offended to the highest degree by my actions, a dragon could get. He must've been really mad to use the old name my mother gave to me, considering the way his spikes stood up.
In short, he was pissed off, jealous, and sickened.
The worst was yet to arrive, and arrive it did. I finally gave a side ways glance at Astrid, who must have noticed Axebeak continually sniff Hiccup and me until he started roaring his vain beak off. By the angry yet disgusted face, I bet the last sheep had finally finished the race.
She scoffed, "Hiccup, How... That's your... It's a Night Fury. a DRAGON, Hiccup!" My rider flinched, slouching to his side, destroying any doubt of our no-longer-a-secret. She gripped his vest and threw him on the sand, and stomped over to me while my eyes narrowed into slits, awaiting combat.
She had a glint of murder in the back of her eyes; I could see it in her. "AND YOU. I SAW you kissing Hiccup! Him being suspicious right now, and the way you're glaring at me..." She clenched her fists, readying to strike at me, but she let it go. Human fists are awful at harming a dragon. It was obvious she and I would settle this formally later... As far as trying to kill each other goes in etiquette.
She kicked the sand with a vengeance at every step and stopped next to Hiccup but didn't look at him. "Your dad has half the fleet searching for you. He'll be coming here soon since I've been gone too long."
She walked over to Axebeak who bestowed upon me a hateful hiss as soon my eyes fell in his direction. She faced Hiccup (who was face down in said sand) with scorn. "...If you don't tell your dad, I WILL." Then she and Axebeak flew off in the direction of Berk. A forbidden romance finally reaching the part where the two lovers are forced to make the ultimate choice...
How pathetic.
I lumbered over to Hiccup sitting in a fetal position. "I... I'm okay Toothless." He used my head for balance and rose up to stare at where Astrid was moments ago. "Astrid is really going to let us have it... There goes the wedding plans." He moved his fingers up and down his prosthetic with a certain gentleness.
Loki was prodding my interest now as I wondered if Astrid arriving here was his doing. The gods hate everyone equally I suppose, but if I got anything from his deal, it isn't showing up.
I feel... a strange, tiny warmth in my belly... But it's in all likelihood nothing.
We sat on the beach for a while, Hiccup telling me about some of Gobber's adventures on this island and that his mom, Stoick, and the other Viking adults came here to train to be a Viking... I believe dragons raided this island mostly because there used to be a fair amount of beasts living here that could be given to that... monster. There was a soothing waft of air blowing towards us along with a calming lap of waves going in and out of the beach, like nature itself was waiting for his father to arrive.
...I could see the traditional Viking boat loom not fifty whole dragons away.
We could hold off explaining to Stoick until we reached the island or put an end game and tell him as soon as they touched land. They landed on the beach with a hard thump, the way Vikings have done for centuries. We watched his father solemnly advance to us, my scales sticking up from the unnerving strain.
He had a downing frown on his face, like an arch, and piercing eyes. Hiccup bent his head down, his hair purposely in the way of seeing his face. "What did I hear you do with your beast in the village, Hiccup?"
A/N: It's only now that I wish I had put in more of the other characters...Dammit. On the upside, I finished the first HTTYD book by Cressida Cowell. If you haven't gotten already, you should, it's actually pretty funny.
Thank you, Storylover. I couldn't find a good way to write this chapter, so thank you very much for your help. If anyone comes up with a good idea for the next ch, please PM (DON'T post as a review) me. Also, thanks to everyone who reviewed. I know I don't answer them all the time, but I do read your reviews.
(I'm also looking for a Beta Reader for myself, so if any of you are interested... PM me.)
And now, some Fanfiction tips from places to visit. Please refer to my profile on where YOU can find these (ads- is shot) helpful guides to writing Fanfiction...Or just type "how to write fanfiction" on your browser.
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6. Watch the show. Watch it over and over again. Base your characterizations and dialogue on the show when you're writing "canon," not on other fannish productions or "fanon." For all you know, that other fan writer may have done lousy characterization, and the many fans assigning a middle name to the sidekick may all be copying each other rather than quoting from the show. (Obviously, if that other fan created an alternate universe, and you are adding to that AU, all bets are off, and you should indeed copy his or her characterizations.) Read your story aloud and try to "hear" the TV character saying those words. If they sound wrong, re-write!
(A -smaller version of a- video result after typing ''fanfiction rant'' on YouTube)
It really breaks my heart to say it, but its true has gone down the drain. Keep characters as true to their nature as possible, even if you're writing Slash, AU or a crossover. Yes, the on-going wars between slash fans and canon nazi's is never ending in terms of who should be with whom.
That is a decision made by the creator, not the fan.
Whether the canon psychos like it or not, there will be people who like a non-canon pairing. So respect their opinions and don't shove yours down their throats like the immature brats you are, the same goes for slash fans. All flame wars are stupid and a waste of time, you're fighting over fictional characters, dammit! It shouldn't matter who gets paired with whom, so long as the story is good. Reviews are meant to give feedback on a story or chapter to give advice to the writer about what they can improve on later.
That being said, stop wasting your time asking when a new chapter is coming to your fav story. It doesn't matter if you put UPDATE! a billion times, the next chapter will be out when its out. Authors are constantly bombarded with such questions, and it can be very discouraging to them. Some Authors may even hold out a story until fans shut up, or actually start writing constructive crit, so beware redundancy!
But many people on don't care about anything more than their favorite fandoms, pairings, characters or crossover. That's why there's so much crap. Horribly written stories will get probably 150 reviews, 140 nothing but praise and people who write good stories will only get 15 reviews. You people aren't helping the writer at all if you're going "OMG dis storie was great1111" just because you like the pairing. The pairing or characters shouldn't matter as long as the story itself is well written.
If you are going to praise the writer, tell him/her what in the story stood out to you in a positive way. What are their strengths and it doesn't hurt to tell them what they can improve on. No one is perfect, not even me.
Constructive criticism is the best thing you can ever give and receive, if taken maturely. It really does help improve writers. But some people get butt-hurt by it and think the reviewer is being mean. They are not.
Constructive criticism is painting the whole picture. Both positive, negative and giving advice on what you can do to progress. Flames point out what is flat-out wrong, insulting you and the story. So remember, just because a story has yourfavorite pairing or characters on it doesn't make it the best story ever.
I'd like to thank 'Ever Read A Book' for his/her review. Without it, I wouldn't have realized how redundant naming POV shifts are. This is an example of a constructive flame, both meant to insult those who can't take criticism and remind those who can, what to do. Thank you, I appreciate the time you took to make such a lulzy review. I will savor it forever~ [I'd like to apologize for that ch.3 author's note at the beginning. It was just an inside Tron(copyright to Disney) joke I made up in the moment.]
Finally, some interesting (Really creepy is more like it) news I found out.
78% of all accounts on are dead. (have not been active for over a YEAR)
12% of all accounts on FFN have at least one published story and are actively engaged in fandom activity.
Only 32.5% of all users have stories posted.
(Norse: English translation) Omtenksom:thoughtful one
