HAPPY HALLOWEEN! What are you dressed up as? Tonight I'm Nico Di Angelo. If you know who that is you're amazing. If not, perhaps it's time to check out Rick Riordan...

"Come on, I'll take you home," Toothless finally said after the momentary silence.

After leaving enough time to be sure that Stoick was inside the restaurant, Toothless and Hiccup walked back around the front and got his car from the valet.

The ride back to Hiccup's condo was silent, but it wasn't an awkward silence. It was the kind of silence where everyone is lost in their own thoughts and everybody knows that. Hiccup was thinking of his recent revelation, while Toothless was thinking about how bad he felt for Hiccup's situation. It was only when Toothless pulled up to Hiccup's building that they were brought out of their thoughts.

"Thanks for tonight," Hiccup started, "it was actually a lot of fun until, well, yeah."

"Yeah. Sorry about that."

"Why are you apologizing? You did nothing wrong."

"I don't know, just seemed like the right thing to say," Toothless said with a smile. "So, will I get to see you again soon?"

Hiccup smiled that smile he had when he had a good comeback and stated, "Something tells me that even if I said no I wouldn't have much of a choice when that black Lincoln shows up. But yes, definitely."

"Goodnight Hiccup," Toothless chuckled.

"Goodnight," Hiccup responded before closing the door.

Toothless watched Hiccup walk through the main doors before he drove off.

Toothless didn't need that long to get back to his condo in the Upper East Side. After parking his car in the underground he headed for the elevators to head up to his 19th floor condo.

There were only two condos on the floor, one of which was Toothless'. Oddly enough he never saw his neighbours. He unlocked the door and shut it behind him, not even turning on the lights. He started to walk through the condo, knowing where everything was without the lights. He started heading to the far back corner to the living room, deciding to watch a little TV before going to bed. He passed the large kitchen, formal dining room, and full bath, as well as the stairs heading up to where the three bedrooms and two additional bathrooms were. In total the condo was about 2000 square feet, almost the size of a house. And that was why Toothless loved it; it had the space of a house with the location and amenities of a condo.

He entered the living room, but stopped just before turning on the lights. Taking in a deep breath, he said, "You know Stormfly, that key I gave you was just for emergencies."

It was then that he flicked the lights on and Stormfly stood up from a large armchair facing the opposite direction.

"There was no way you saw me. What gave me away?" she asked, slightly disappointed to be discovered so easily.

"Your perfume. It's quite unique."

She chuckled at this. "Well I should hope it is, I have it imported from South America. They don't sell it here."

"Why do I have a feeling you are here to discuss more than just perfume?"

"Right to the point hm? Fine. I know you went on a date with that Hiccup boy."

"Really? Spying on me?" Toothless asked, sitting on the couch. Stormfly returned to the armchair from which she had stood and straightened her dress. It was blue like the last time Toothless had seen her, but was of a different design, with a strap over one shoulder.

"Well when you go to a restaurant in my district and under my watch odds are I'll find out about it," she said with a smile.

"Remind me to thank Vincent later. But anyways, it wasn't really a date. More of a get to know each other session. Besides, I don't even know if he's into guys."

"Oh of course it was a date," Stormfly scoffed. "You clearly like him, he clearly has feelings for you even if he doesn't realize it, and you took him to a really nice restaurant. That's a textbook date if you ask me."

Toothless listened, but had zoned out part way through the sentence.

"How would you know if he has feelings for me?"

Stormfly held back her smile. She had been bluffing Toothless. She didn't know for sure if he had feelings for Hiccup, but the fact that he had zoomed in on that part of the sentence confirmed it enough for her.

"Call it a woman's intuition. But regardless, I think it went quite well. Except for maybe the ending. But I think that actually helped you in a way."

Toothless was confused by this statement, and Stormfly clearly wasn't going to help. She had already called out a farewell and was halfway out the door.

Toothless decided to skip out on the television and go straight to bed. Between his time with Hiccup and Stormfly's riddles, he decided he'd had enough drama for the day.

Two days had passed. Hiccup had been expecting to see Toothless sooner than this, or at least get a phone call.

'Great. I hope I didn't blow my chances with him,' Hiccup thought to himself before he suddenly stopped in the middle of getting dressed. He wasn't sure if he had meant that in a friendship way, or as in something more. He shook the thoughts from his head. He didn't even know if Toothless was into guys. Probably not.

When he finished getting dressed, he walked over to his desk to grab the papers he needed. While shifting papers around, the cell phone Toothless had given him a few days back became uncovered. Hiccup considered calling Toothless, but he didn't want to interrupt him if he was in the middle of something. And considering he hadn't made contact in two full days that was very possible. He put the phone in his pocket anyway.

Skipping breakfast today, Hiccup went downstairs and found Gobber waiting for him. Surprisingly, Gobber had been driving Hiccup both ways to and from university for the last two days. Also surprisingly, he hadn't made any mention of the restaurant.

"Morning Hiccup," Gobber said as Hiccup closed the door. "So, it's been two days. You going to tell me what was going on at that restaurant?"

Nevermind.

"I assure you I have no idea what you're talking about," Hiccup said, hoping Gobber would drop the subject. No such luck.

"Don't give me that. I saw you in that restaurant with Toothless. You want to explain?"

Hiccup knew that Gobber wouldn't go to his father even if he continued to refuse, but he figured he kind of owed the man something. He was just concerned for him.

"Ok, yes, we had dinner together. We are friends. I finally have a friend, and it is the man that my father wants to put behind bars. Happy?"

Hiccup immediately felt a twinge of regret within himself. Gobber had never been anything but nice to him, and he had just kind of snapped at him.

"I'm not going to criticize your decisions Hiccup, even if I don't agree with them. Just promise me you'll stay out of trouble?"

"Yes, Gobber."

After that, the car ride was silent.

Hiccup sat through his History of Northern Europe class but wasn't really paying attention, and not even Jason in Design Studio could take his mind off of Toothless. In fact, the last few days Jason had been becoming less and less distracting to Hiccup. Hiccup figured it was a by-product of his discovery a few days back.

During his break, Hiccup held Toothless' phone in his hand the whole time, practically willing it to ring. Hiccup continued his day as usual, trying not to let the phone distract him too much.

While Hiccup was sitting in his History of Organized Crime class, it happened. His professor was talking about the Fire Breathers gang, and more specifically about a suspicious shooting that had happened exactly a week ago where the man had been shot in an alley in the knee caps over on East 32nd Street. Hiccup was already trying hard to keep his expression neutral (he remembered that shooting VERY well), and he almost faltered when Toothless' phone rang and his caller ID showed up. Having forgotten to put the phone on silent, Hiccup quickly pushed the reject button and hoped Toothless wouldn't be mad; he'd call him back after class.

Class ended early and Hiccup exited the building, phone in hand and ready to call Toothless back. However, he didn't even have the time to push send before he heard a familiar voice call his name. When he looked over, Toothless was standing there waiting for him.

No one seemed to take notice of Toothless which was fine with Hiccup as they started to walk north.

"So, what are you doing here?" Hiccup asked.

"You didn't answer the phone, so I was concerned. Thought I'd stop by to make sure you were alright."

"How did you know where I was?"

Toothless smiled. "You've already forgotten that I have connections at the university and know your schedule?"

Hiccup let a bigger smile grow across his face. Toothless had walked right into his verbal trap.

"Then you should have known I was in class and wouldn't answer my phone."

This time it was Toothless' turn to say, "Touché." After a momentary silence, he continued.

"So I wanted to apologize for the sudden cut off of communication. It's just that word of the shooting where we met has gotten out, and the police are trying to pin me to it. In fact I had a lovely sit down with your father on Tuesday. So I've been laying low for the last few days."

"Did they have any evidence?"

"No, I always make sure that I leave no evidence. It's kind of my specialty."

"Well that's good then. And actually, my prof was just talking about that shooting. I had a hard time keeping a straight face."

"I could imagine."

"But can I ask you something Toothless?"

"Anything."

Hiccup wondered if that was a legitimate offer or if he was just using it as an expression. In his eyes he seemed genuine but Hiccup guessed if he was serious about his promise to keep him out of danger that he wouldn't answer anything.

"Why don't you have anyone working with you? I mean Barf and Belch have Tuffnut and Ruffnut, why don't you have anyone like that?"

"It kind of goes off what I said at dinner. I couldn't bring anyone directly into this. I couldn't be responsible for ruining a life like that. And plus if anything ever happened to them, I don't know what I'd do."

Hiccup was stunned to near silence. Toothless was right, he had essentially said this at dinner a few nights back and he been around Toothless a few times, but it was just hitting Hiccup now how caring and selfless Toothless really was.

Small conversations continued as they continued walking and talking. Hiccup was amazed how easily he could talk with Toothless about almost anything. It wasn't long before Hiccup had lost track of where they were and he noticed they were all the way in the Upper East Side. It was Toothless that remarked on their distance first however.

"Wow, we made it really far. Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I haven't. But it's ok, I'm not really hungry," Hiccup responded.

"Are you sure? This is actually my building, you could come in if you want and we could have a bite."

Hiccup's jaw nearly dropped. Of course Toothless lived in the fanciest building in one of the nicest parts of the city right next to Central Park.

"Thanks, but I have to get home." Right as he said this, Hiccup's face drained of colour. He had forgotten that Gobber was expecting to pick him up at the university. Toothless took notice of his panicked look and became immediately concerned.

"Hiccup, what's wrong?"

"My dad's driver is expecting to pick me up at the university. If I'm not there I don't know what'll happen."

"I'll drive you back. Come on," Toothless said while leading Hiccup into the building and down to the underground parking lot.

They got into Toothless' Land Rover and Toothless started back towards the university. The ride was silent for Toothless, but Hiccup's heart was pounding in his ears and his mind was racing with possibilities of what would happen if he didn't show up. Would Gobber get fired for losing Hiccup? Would Gobber tell his father about Toothless thinking that something had happened to him? He didn't want to think about it.

Fortunately the lights were with them, the traffic was light, and the class had ended early. When they arrived back at the university, it was just fifteen minutes after the class would have ended. Hiccup thanked Toothless and jumped out, knowing Gobber would be waiting around the corner.

Sure enough, as soon as Hiccup rounded the corner the Lincoln came into view. He jumped in, buckled up, and Gobber drove off.

"I wasn't sure you were coming!" Gobber said.

"Yeah, sorry, the prof kept us late and," Hiccup started, but the look Gobber was giving him in the mirror made him stop. "What?"

"I saw you walk off with Toothless." Hiccup looked down and he continued. "I'll say again I'm not going judge but please stay out of trouble. And I'm not going to go to your father. What you do in your life is your business. You're an adult now. And next time if you're going to wander off, just message me and I'll deal with Stoick. You don't have to come all the way back. Got it?"

"Yes, Gobber. And Gobber?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

Next chapter: On or before November 3. I'll be nice after these large gaps.

I legitimately want to know what people dressed up as today. Let me know!