Hello once again guys!
Novelist N Training – I'm fine, for the most part. I mean I could have perfect grades and a girl friend who's a perfect 10 and a pet bear named Cinnamon (You win a free puppy if you understand the last part). Besides, it's not your place to worry about some stranger on the internet. For all you know, I'm a creepy pedophile who likes little kids' movies. ;). If anything, I have my Marijuana to comfort me.
I literally came up with this idea 10 minutes ago.
Toothless was very sad today. Why was he sad? Hiccup kicked him out of the house. Toothless didn't even do anything this time. Well, some schematics may have drool on them. But for all Hiccup knew, it was Stoick's saliva.
So Toothless laid on the porch, staring out into the village. SOOOOOO BOOOOOOOORED. Toothless yawned and rolled onto his back, staring at the cloudless blue sky. He reached out with a paw toward the blue abyss. Oh how he yearned to fly. How he yearned to perform intricate tricks and stunts. How he yearned to-
Wait.
Something was cooking. Toothless sniffed the air deeply. His nostrils exploded with sensation. The air around him smelt absolutely divine. The obsidian dragon rolled back onto his paws and sniffed at the ground like bloodhound.
Toothless circled the house twice before he found the source of the scent. It was coming from an open window, specifically, the window of the kitchen. Toothless also heard the crackle of fire emanate from the window. The reptile poked his in the kitchen to investigate. The aroma became stronger. Toothless felt his mouth filling with saliva.
With the kitchen was Hiccup. He was covered in yeast and dough was splattered on the walls.
"Okay, this time it won't explode," Hiccup muttered to himself as he added the sugar. "Oh please don't explode, I need you to not explode." Spoke to the bowl of batter before him.
Okaaaay. Hiccup has officially gone off the deep end. Toothless continued to watch silent as his rider added different ingredients to the bowl of batter before him. The dragon wondered what exactly his rider was making.
Soon Hiccup was finished and poured the, the whatever-the-hell-that-thing-is into a tray and placed that in the stone oven.
"Maybe I should pray to the Gods that my cake won't explode." Hiccup thought out loud. "Yeah, I shouldn't take any risks." The human promptly cleaned himself off and left the kitchen to go pray to every god, EVER.
Once his rider left the room, Toothless scrambled through the window and onto the kitchen floor. The dragon trotted to the oven and peered in. The 'cake' or whatever the hell that thing was didn't look to appetizing. It didn't have a single fish in it at all.
Maybe if Toothless helped Hiccup, he'd let the dragon in. It seemed like a great idea. The dragon just didn't realized he was already in the house.
Toothless grabbed the tray, he barely felt any warmth from the fire, and placed it onto the kitchen table.
First step, fish. Toothless grabbed some cod from a basket and chomped it up with his mouth. He added the bits of raw fish into the batter and mixed it around a little bit with a claw.
Second step, more fish. The dragon added some salmon into the batter. This time he added some drool to make it kick a little.
Third step, grass. Toothless quickly sprinted outside to go grabbed some the of the grass that relaxed him and the other dragons. The Fury tore apart a bundle of grass in his mouth and spit it onto the mix.
There, now that looked appetizing. Toothless mixed the batter around once more before returned it to the oven and making his escape.
-About 1 hour later-
"Wow," Hiccup examined the cake. "It didn't explode this time."
"Good job son." Stoick patted his son on the back. "Maybe you should be a bread maker."
"Yeah, a bit late for that."Hiccup laughed. "Man, Astrid is gonna love this. After all, it's for her birthday."