Hey guys, I know it's been a while, and for that I am sorry. I stopped writing because I was ashamed of the borderline sadistic smut I was writing. It was a sexually frustrating time for me, and that's all I'll say about it. From now on I really want to focus on giving you guys a better, more meaningful story. I'll try to update at least one story weekly from now on.
Okay, so Hiccup and Heather had shower sex. Yay!?
3:00 AM the next morning: Heather was careful to not make so much as a floorboard creak as she slipped on her trainers and crept across the living room. Astrid had given her a very meticulous tour of her and Hiccups "parents'" apartment, but she had never once mentioned what lay up the stairs outside the sliding door on the far side of their spacious apartment.
Heather had to admit, it was a clever little setup they had here, but she knew better, and quickly saw through their ploy. After all, she had trained for months for this very moment; she knew exactly who they really were.
The rustling of covers in Hiccup and Astrid's room snapped her back to the task at hand. Heather instantly summersaulted behind the black leather couch without a sound. She barely breathed as she listened to bare feet pad across the room, and the sprinkle of water on water as whoever was up relieved themself.
She looked down at her forearm while she waited for them to finish, tracing the faint bump of the tracker that was implanted under her skin, she knew the techies would be watching the computer screen with the utmost intensity right now.
The toilet flushed, and the footsteps returned to their origin at the bed. After another moment of rustling covers, all was silent again, and Heather made her final approach to the sliding glass door.
As she stepped outside, Heather was greeted by a surprisingly warm breeze along with a few fat raindrops. At the top of the stairs, Heather was a bit taken aback by what she saw. A lush garden, hidden from prying eyes, complete with a small hedge maze, furniture, and even a Jacuzzi. But even more exciting than all of that was her target. To her left was the black, scaly mass known simply as a Night Fury.
Heather reached inside her leather jacket and pulled out a syringe of heroin. Heroin, it as it turns out has the uncanny ability to temporarily brainwash dragons. She was startled as she heard the sliding door below her open, and Hiccup and Astrid's voices debating the meaning of trap music. Without further hesitation, Heather charged and jammed the needle into Toothless's neck.
Hiccup and Astrid reached the top of the stairs just in time to see Heather take off on Toothless and disappear over Lower Manhattan.