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Chapter 11

Hiccup's P.O.V.

I screamed myself awake. I looked around at my surroundings. The walls and ceiling were so white I thought I was going to go blind. There were beeping and humming noises and tubes in my arms and nose.

Beep… beep… beep…

Where am I? Oh no. Alvin. He must have killed everyone and-

I couldn't breathe. I could feel my heart beating so fast I thought it was going to explode. My left leg from the shin down felt entirely numb while my right leg was throbbing like there was no tomorrow.

WHERE AM I?! WHAT IS HAPPENING?!

"Hiccup, son, calm down! You're safe- calm down." a male voice said from seemingly nowhere. "Shhhh… you're alright. You and your friends are safe."

"F-friends?" It was just me and Toothless who got captured, right?

A different male voice spoke, one I am not familiar with at all. I studied the man, he was old but he resembled my mother a little bit. "You, Toothless, and Cami were chased by Alvin. There would have been four of you but the other girl took off to get help. Anyway, the Alvin chased you and your friends all the way to the top floor before he blew himself up in front of your faces. From what Toothless and Cami told us, you have gotten them to safety by making them jump onto the nearest building's roof, and in the end, you paid the ultimate price.

"Alvin had bombs set up on the first floor, and those blew up, causing the building to collapse. According to them, you were going to jump but the building gave out beneath you and rubble and debris have kept you trapped for a good three or so hours, until, thankfully, you were rescued." the old man reported.

"But Cami was not there when Alvin attacked us. Well, she was, but we- Toothless and I- made her go with Astrid to go get help. And wasn't Toothless shot?" I replied.

"He was and he lost a lot of blood, about 45% of it, I don't know if you can survive with that much blood gone, but he did. Cami just has a minor concussion. You on the other hand…"

My father sighed. "Don't tell him, Old Wrinkly. We don't need to have him get another panic attack. I don't need my long-lost son dying from his heart exploding."

"Don't worry, Father, it's not your fault this has happened. If anything does happen to our child- which a lot has- none of it is your fault. The only one at fault is Alvin." my mother said, hissing like a cobra at the mention of Alvin's name. I looked to see if anyone else was here. The only other people in here were Hamish and Luna, both of whom were asleep.

A doctor half-rushed half-trying-to-look-calm walked in. When his eyes landed on me, he smiled. "Look who finally woke up. I'm just going to check your oxygen tank to see when we need to refill it, then I will check to see how your ribs and leg are doing, okay?" I just nodded.

He did as he said he would then asked me questions: how are you feeling; does anything hurt, if so, what is it that hurts; can you please describe your pain; do you remember what happened; etc.

And I answered truthfully: I'm doing fine; my head, right leg, and chest hurts; the pain in my head and leg is throbbing pain, the pain in my chest was a sharp kind of pain; no, I don't remember anything of what happened.

The doctor jotted everything down. I whimpered, I was feeling dizzy and really hot as sweat poured down my face and my body shivered like I was in the Arctic.

"Hiccup, kiddo, are you alright?" I heard the old man- my grandfather, Old Wrinkly- say.

"'M fine. Just a little warm. And cold." I replied.

Something cold was pressed against my forehead. I leaned into the touch, craving for more of that sweet coldness against my forehead. But all too suddenly it was taken away from me, leaving me to boil to death under the hospital bed sheets.

"Doctor, Hiccup has a fever!" Dad cried. I was feeling warmer.

"We'll go get something to reduce his fever, but for now, keep him calm and entertained."

The doctor left the room as my eyelids felt heavy. I told my family what I had originally assumed was what really happened but turned out to be a dream. They also told me I was out for three weeks and lost a leg. The missing-leg news gave me a panic attack, but they gave me the best news in the world. I smiled and calmed down when I heard the news Toothless was coming tomorrow to see me.

X+*+X

Toothless' sleeping form was the first thing I saw. He was curled up on the bed right next t me. I looked around the room to see if anyone else was there. It was just the two of us. I didn't realize it at first, but I was stoking Toothless' soft, long, wild, black hair. He smelled strongly of flowers. I giggled.

Toothless? Flowers? The man wears all black every day and listens to heavy metal and alternative rock. I would never have expected him to smell like flowers.

"What's so funny?" Toothless mumbled.

"I-I just find it f-f-funny how you-you smell like flowers. An-and you are so c-cute when you a-are sleeping." I stammered.

Toothless' eyes widened. "You watched me sleep?"

"O-only for a-a-a few s-seconds," I replied.

He relaxed and smiled. "Your stuttering is just so cute. I find it hard to believe that people would pick on you and hurt you instead of help you." Toothless cuddled closer to me. I blushed. "Hiccup, can I ask you something?" Toothless asked.

"U-uh, yes, s-s-sure. D-definitely.

"Hiccup, when we first met, you seemed so mysterious and unknown despite everything I heard about you upon arrival to Berk High. Ever since I rescued you from Dagur, I fell in love with the way you stutter, the way you smile, the way you talk, the way you have made sure me and Cami were safe before you were going to join us the building collapsed, the way your eyes light up when we show you something you never got to touch but are now able to.

"I love the smell of fruit that clings to you; the way you get rid of the people who have grown big enough balls and try to ask me out on a date or for a dance; how smart, forgiving, and defiant you are.

"You are always there for people- me especially- no matter what they have done to you. You are so loyal, sweet, kind, gentle yet firm, generous, and helpful. Your hair is a beautiful color and it is so soft and smells like beautifulness. I love you Hiccup Haddock, and I hope you love me, too. So, Hiccup, what do you say, wanna go out with me and be my boyfriend?"

I just looked at Toothless stunned. "Yes," I said quietly, a smile forming on my lips as I repeated what I had said in case Toothless hadn't heard it.

But what happens if he finds out what a waste of space you are?

Then at least I got to know what true love and happiness felt like.

X+*+X

Our parents were very excepting of what happened. I was diagnosed with schizophrenia because of all the people and voices I have seen and hear in the room that aren't even there as well as forgetting things that had just happened and/or getting information wrong on serious events. Toothless was always by me in the hospital, lying right next to me to keep me warm and company.

When some of my bullies and their parents came in to get my bullies to apologize, Toothless would make sure I received the perfect apology from each one. When we got back to school, the other kids tried to hurt me because of what of me telling their parents what they did to me and were either successful (10% of the time) or got caught (90% of the time).

Sometime after my friends and I graduated, we all moved in together. Hamish lived with us for two years before he moved into a different state (I forgot where in what state). Toothless and I got married and adopted a set of Japanese twin girls. I'll admit I wasn't the best parent, but I only did it because I was scared I was going to hurt them, even if I did to therapy (a lot of it, too). But they grew up and graduated and had a happy life (even if one of them decided it would be a great idea to get pregnant at 15 years old).

Everything came spiraling down when Toothless was killed in a car accident. Death was tempting me for years until I talked to my daughters and moved in with one of my daughters (I can never tell the difference between the two). But for the most part, I had an amazing life.

And I hope all of you do as well.