"English"

"Norse."

==TST==

The fish jumped into the net. I tightened the hold on it, dragging it up to the shore. Throwing it over my shoulder, I began the trek to our home.

We hadn't been here long, just over a week. Lilac and I had landed on the beach of the Berk island. There was no reason for us to venture into the village, so we'd agreed to live in the pit.

It'd gone over well. Lilac was happy to play in the trees and grass all day. I taught her how to rock climb. You didn't think it'd be time consuming, only Lilac was scared of heights. So that was going over well, after a week.

While Lilac had been playing in the pit I was working on my weapons. Now I didn't have much that could be used in the viking era. Guns were obviously out- same for bombs and tasers. That was a disappointment. Those tasers were cool. All that was left were mostly a few knives, then my bo staff. Still. Needs do as needs must.

==TST==

The first dragon attack on Berk- Lilac and I stayed in the Pit.

There was no reason to Berk for help. Or supplies, or anything of the like.

I couldn't fight the dragons- not when I knew why they were fighting and what they were fighting against. My own morals would keep me from landing a killing blow. If pushed I would save them from Vikings.

Lilac...well that much was obvious.

It wouldn't be a fair fight if the vikings fought Lilac. I'd rip off their heads before their fingers could so much as twitch.

I remember when I first met Lilac. I'd just come to a reality for My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. That world has dragons in it, granted their dragons are more tame and evolved than the dragons here. Equestrian dragons were more magical based also. They could do many things- their fire could be any color as well as transport objects to a desired location, the dragons could eat gemstones as a preferred food, and greed was a big problem for them. These were all the things I knew about dragons as I entered that world. So you can imagine my surprise when a baby one ran up to hug me, calling me 'mommy'. I haven't let her go since.

She's always been more sensitive than others. Being the only girl dragon in a town full of ponies was enough to drive anyone crazy. Lilac had friends (and I never let any kind of bullying happen at their school) that I have no idea what she'd be without. She loved art, with painting as her favorite.

I've gone through a lot since I adopted Lilac, half her lifetime ago. She was precious, and my everything.

This was my long winded way of saying that the vikings would be slaughtered if they so much as tightened a fist around my daughter.

==TST==

I brought the fishes to our home.

"Lilac! I'm home with food!" I called out in English.

There was a large cave in the pit. Lilac walked out from it. Her body was more lizardlike than it had been in her home world of Equestria. She was as tall as me lengthwise, though height wise she came up to my hips. Her scales were the same lilac purple they'd always been, with them shading into darker blue on her underbelly. She'd blend in if she ever flew at night.

Her wings hadn't grown in it yet- which was fine. A downed dragon is a dead dragon didn't apply, because I wouldn't let my daughter near a viking until they assimilated with the Red Death's nest.

Lilac squeaked in delight as I held out the net of fish to show off.

"Alright- I get half, you get half. That fair?" I informed. The net was fastened onto the vest I wore, before I began climbing down into the Pit.

"Yes!" She replied, also in English. Granted hers was more grisly, sounding like a Like is someone spoken with their mouth full. Lilac used her tail to lift a basket full of berries. "I picked berries! They're not poisonous, I checked that too!"

"How did you check?" I asked, stern.

"That's not important, is it?"

"It is important, how did you check?" I repeated.

Lilac held up a Girl Scout book. "Miss Tracy gave it to me."

"...we're not supposed to use books. Or at least not ones from Home. They're too modern." I explained blandly. "For further knowledge, you can check it by feeding it to a squirrel or a bird."

Lilac's blue eyes widened in horror. "But...they might die!" She whimpered. Her jaw trembled as her eyes watered. You thought it was pitiful when your dog cried, what about when a dragon did?! It makes me wanna rip my heart out. "I don't wanna do that!"

I sighed, hopping down the last few feet to reach the ground. Lilac panicking until I hugged her neck. "Okay, okay. It's okay. You don't have to feed it to squirrels or birds. Just-" I let out a sigh. She was 8 years old, there wasn't much I wanted to say that I could without psychologically damaging her. "Alright. Okay. You know what the berries that are good look like now, right?"

Sniffling, Lilac nodded.

"And what the bad ones look like?"

She nodded again, less sniffling.

"Then you don't need the book anymore." I held out my hand. Lilac held the book to her chest. "Lilac. You don't need to book right now, okay?"

"But...what if I do need it?"

"Then I'll answer whatever question you have."

"But what if you're not there to answer it?"

"I like to think that I'd have told you before I left whatever you needed to know, so the question wouldn't come up."

"But what if-"

"Lilac Melody..."

The dragon swallowed. She handed me the book. If she had wings, they'd be dragging in the dirt.

I stuffed the book in my Infinity Bag. "Alright. Let's cook the fish before we both start crying."

Before long Lilac was okay. She liked cooking the fish by setting it on fire.

==TST==

The next morning I'd decided...to give in.

Lilac found me hiding up in a tree. She gasped heavily in betrayal. That was how I knew she was behind me.

"You said we couldn't use them!" Lilac accused, pointing a claw at me.

"Yes I'm a hypocrite!" I yelled back, tightening the Norse to English to my chest. Tracy had given to me as a joke. She'd been holding onto it since I told her I'd gone to Asgard. I wanna say this was her being a bitch, but I think it was more her being a demon.

"...what's that?"

"A hypocrite is someone who tells you not to do something, then goes and does it!" I answered in a rush. "And yes I know using this book makes me a hypocrite!"

Lilac made a noise of understanding, then another of betrayal. "Why do you get to use one?!"

"Because I didn't know we'd be talking English!" I excused.

There had been one-count it, 1- time I visited the village of Berk. I'd just wanted to see it that was all. They'd been recovering from a dragon fight, so all I had to do was covering my body in enough ash that nobody would recognize me. I'd get to look all I wanted with none of the repercussions.

Only as I watched, I realized I could hear them.

But not understand them.

What dumb utter luck.

It is the kind of thing that would happen to me.

"I wanna read it now!"

My eyes widened. Lilac was hopping up the tree. "Lilac no-"

Despite her being the same size as a human child, her weight as a dragon was too much for the tree branch. Like in a comedic scene from a cartoon, Lilac and I fell to the ground.

The translation book was digging into my chest. Thank Author it was paperback. Still, it didn't feel nice.

"And now you're covered in tree sap." I complained, letting my head flop down on the grass so I could groan in annoyance.

"Mom!"

"Ugh...fine." Pushing myself to my feet, I brushed off the excess leaves and dirt. Once I was clear I lifted Lilac to her feet. She whimpered, rubbing her watering eye with a claw. "You're lucky I packed the Sap-Brush, princess. Sap is hard to get out of your scales."

"I know, Mommy." She sniffled, twisting her feet on the ground. "Mommy it's itchy!" She tried to pull her claw out of my hand.

"Don't scratch it- that makes it stick more!" I warned her. Giving a quick kiss to the blue scales on top of her head, I guided her back towards the Pit. "Come on, Li. I'll make more fish for dinner."

Once she was clean, my daughter curled at my side as we sat before a fire. Her head rested on my lap. Idly I was running my hands along her head scales. She was quickly falling asleep. The translation book was in my other hand. I tried to self-teach in lieu of a bedtime story. Lilac loved it all the same- laughing sleepily at my poorer attempts at pronunciation.

All in all, a good week.

==TST==

AN: I just saw HTTYD3 and I am NOT OKAY. IT WAS SO- AND THAT ONE BIT- THAT FACE-THE DANCES- THAT ENDING?! That is all.

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