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Reading these reviews is the highlight of my day, honestly. Today has just been utter crap—for no particular reason at all—it's just one of those days that you just hate. You know? Well, I don't want to down anybody so we'll just on with the drabbles. This is from newworldwriter1.
Prompt: Stress
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Adrenaline
A coronation…
Hiccup had never even thought about becoming the chief of Berk—he had always been a wallflower, stuck and blending with the surroundings; for a long while, Hiccup had always thought he would end up dying in some way or another and the title would simply fall to his cousin, Snotlout.
Now, it was happening—really, actually, happening.
A typical chief would arise in either one of two cases: the son was now of age or the previous chief died of natural causes, which included being killed by your enemy—that was very natural.
This coronation involved neither course. The people of Berk simply wanted to push him into it early—and his father had agreed, saying that practice would make him better in the future.
"Presenting the test before giving the lesson is not how it's supposed to be!" yelled Hiccup, running his hand through his rowan-colored hair.
Breathing in deeply—or attempting to—he walked over to Toothless, and he smiled slightly at the green eyes alight in anticipation.
"All right, bud," said the Viking, mounting on top of the saddle. "Let's go!"
Toothless ran then, gaining speed, the edge of the cliff nearing closer, and the leapt into the air. Hiccup screamed in exhilaration, the wind hitting his skin, ruffling his clothes as he and Toothless plummeted closer and closer to the sea, waves crashing against jagged rocks, tumultuous, frothy foam sprinkling the air.
Toothless made his trademark ballistic noise, the screech piercing Hiccup's ears, but he merely joined in with his own cry, thrusting a fist in the air. He and his dragon plunged into the icy ocean, and emerged not even a second later.
Hiccup held a large satisfied grin on his features, the stress becoming a thing of the past as Toothless barrel-rolled, somersaulted, and made harsh swerves among the clouds.
"Thanks, Toothless!" said Hiccup, giving Toothless an affectionate pat on the neck.
The dragon purred, and continued to dance.