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Not much of an author's note, so I'll keep this quick.

Please go read my Percy Jackson fanfic! It should be out by sometime next week.

So, this is the flight scene. So yeah… *awkward silence*

Anyway, here it is:

My human is crazy.

Crazy. Insane. Bonkers. Mutton-headed. Dimwitted. Touched in the head.

He somehow got the crazy idea that, after only one-one- successful flight in the cove, we were going to fly over the ocean where we could fall and die.

The first time you fly, it is exhilarating, but scary. One wrong move and you could fall and permanently injure yourself. Fortunately, you have your parents looking out for you. Out here, I was flying with a prosthetic tail fin operated by a fishbone of a human who had never flown before by myself with no one to catch me if I fell. Greeeaaat idea Hiccup!

I must be half crazy, too. I agreed.

"Okay there, bud, we're going to take this nice and slow."

"Thank the gods!" I grumbled. At least Hiccup has some sense and doesn't want to go full-out like every other thing he's ever done. I felt a shimmer of hope. If Hiccup was being cautious, then maybe we would survive.

"Here we go. Here we go...position three, no, four!" And just like that, my hopes were dashed. I couldn't even focus on the sensation of being in the air again, I was too worried for our well-being.

"Alright, it's go time. It's go time." Hiccup changed my tail position and I matched him.

"Let's do this." I readied myself.

We dived down near the water's edge, towards an arch. So far, so good.

"Come on buddy, come on buddy!" Hiccup yelled against the wind.

We flew through the arch, and I looked at the birds above me.

The magnitude of what I did struck me. I was flying! I was actually flying! After so long, losing my fin, getting a prosthetic, trying it out, I was finally FLYING!

I finally allowed myself a smile and Hiccup yelled in excitement. I enjoyed the sea below me, the sky above me, the wing cutting my face and enveloping my wings. Really, there is nothing in the world as good as flying!

Then we bumped into a sea stack.

"Sorry." Hiccup yelled.

He-not we- he bumped into another one. Totally not my fault.

"That was my fault." He apologized.

"Yes it was!" I smacked him in the face with my ear. "Pay attention!"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm on it." Hiccup brushed the topic aside. It worried me how lightly he took things. Wow, boy have I changed. I used to be the one that was worried about, not the other way around.

"Position four."Hiccup said.

"We're in position four." I reminded him.

"Uh, three."

Oh, boy. I sighed and moved my tailfin and we went vertical.

"Yeah! Go baby! Yes!" Hiccup shouted. I grinned, reveling in his excitement and enjoying it myself. I remembered my first time flying. Really, who doesn't. If Hiccup was experiencing the same thing, and I had no doubt he was, then it really was something to shout and scream about.

" Oh, this is amazing! The wind in my…...CHEAT SHEET!" Hiccup yelled frantically. That's odd. Wasn't that the piece of paper with the tail positions on it? Why would he be yelling about that?

"STOP!"

"How the heck am I supposed to stop? We're hundreds of feet in midair!" I yelled. But, for some reason, I stopped.

I saw Hiccup falling in front of my face.

Wait.

What?

Suddenly, it clicked.

The clicking was not good.

The wind had blown away Hiccup's tail fin guide. He told me to stop, but when I did, he somehow got unhooked from the saddle. Now he was falling. Without him to operate my tail, I was falling.

Not good.

"NO! AHHHHHH!" I started screaming.

"Oh, gosh! Oh, gods! Oh, no! Alright!" We both started freaking out.

"You gotta kind angle yourself!" Hiccup yelled at me.

"I am falling through the air. How am I supposed to ANGLE myself?" I hollered back to him.

"Okay, no, no, no... come back down towards me!" He tried again.

"Not sure how to do that either!" I was really panicking now.

"Come back down- YOW!" I accidentally smacked him with my tail.

"Sorry!" I called, but I doubt he heard me, or was even listening.

Then somehow, out of some miracle Hiccup grabbed onto the saddle, and sat back in the seat. How he did that? I don't know. I was too thankful to care. Then, we started falling towards a cliff. Great.

I spread my wings, trying to slow out fll as much as possible.

"WE. ARE. GOING. TO. DIE!" I yelled over Hiccup's incoherent screaming.

Suddenly, the mist dissipated, revealing the fact that we were going towards Death. Yes, Death, with a capital D. Death was what we had labeled a group of rocks jutting out of the sea. They were so tightly packed together, anyone who tried to navigate the rocks died. One, I would have loved such a challenge. I had a huge amount of daring and nerve to do it. Not anymore. Those qualities had been beaten out of me.

Hiccup frantically looked at the cheat sheet. Like that's going to be soooo helpful.

Then he suddenly stiffened with determination and threw the cheat sheet away. He leaned forward, and on instinct, he changed the tail position. On instinct, I matched him.

I honestly don't remember what happened next. It's all a blur. What I do remember was amazing.

Hiccup and I smoothly and surely dodged, ducked, and flew between the docks. We changed tail fins perfectly, at the perfect time as we looped through the rocks. Him and me, as one.

We made it out.

We made it out of death alive.

Together.

"YEAHHHHH!" We shouted together, and I fired a celebratory plasma blast into the air. "Oh, come on…" Hiccup sighed, but I knew he wasn't mad. Not after what just happened.

Out of all the times I flew, this was by far the most exciting, amazing, exhilarating.

I knew I would remember this flight as long as I lived.

So ya.

That's that.

The flight.

Man, I want to fly on a dragon soooo bad. That is like my life's dream. I WANT TO!

Anyway, here's a drabble that I thought of while writing this chapter. It is relevant, and worth a read, so please read it and don't just skip over it. Oh, and it isn't in Toothless's POV anymore, it's 3rd person.

Hiccup threw away the cheat sheet in sudden determination. He could work together with Toothless.

The sheet of paper flew over the sea in their wake. You would expect it to fall in the ocean and never be seen from again.

However, that wasn't the case.

It fluttered, flapped, and flew all the way to the village of Berk where a breeze carried it to the blacksmith's stall.

Gobber picked up the piece of paper that had suddenly landed next to his work, forgetting the hammer he was currently working on.

"Was this?" He said to himself as he picked up the piece of paper. Gobber clearly recognized his apprentice's handwriting, having worked with Hiccup for years. What he couldn't understand is what it was. It looked like….. Dragon tail positions? No, that couldn't be right. Gobber shrugged and put the piece of paper on top of Hiccup's desk in the back of the stall. Then he resumed working.

Later, when the whole Hiccup Dragon Fiasco had blown over and the village had accepted dragons, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock lll stepped inside the blacksmith's stall for the first time after losing his leg, Toothless faithfully by his side.

"Tha' break was way too long!" Gobber joked as Hiccup rolled his eyes. Then, his gaze softened. "I'm glad yer back."

"Thanks." Hiccup replied as Toothless explored the stall. "I'm glad to be back." Both knew they were talking about something other than a blacksmith's stall.

"Oi! Don't yew be messin up the forge!" Gobber shook his hook at Toothless. "I worked on this for way too long, and I won't be havin yew mess it up!" Toothless sighed and flopped down near Hiccup's desk.

"What's this?" Hiccup said, picking up the cheat sheet. "It looks like…" His eyes widened in realization. "No!" he breathed softly. Hiccup looked up at Gobber. "Where did you get this?"

"Oh, just something I found a while back. Ya want it? I'm sure it's yer's. From tha look on yer face, I'd say it was important!" Gobber peered at Hiccup.

"Oh, no! It's nothing!" Hiccup said hastily, and moved towards the fire to toss it in.

However, Gobber didn't miss the fact that, instead of burning it. Hiccup tucked the little piece of paper in his journal. He also didn't miss the fact that his eyes clouded over lost in memories, and the the corner of Hiccup's mouth quirking up in a little smile.

What do you think? Did I get Gobber's accent right?

That was fun to wright, and I loved the little drabble at the end.

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