"Modern myth".
How to train your dragon, Toothcup.
By: Sinattea.
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Disclaimer: Cressida Cowell owns the book series, Dreamworks owns the movie. I own nothing but this AU.
Note: Well, this is the first time I update like reeeeeaaally late without any warnings or stuff, so I hope you aren't angry with me. I dropped dead for weeks, and I'm really sorry about it. Do forgive me for making you wait.
Though, it's not that late... In comparison to my fic "Ruleta Rusa", for example (it took me two years and a half to finish thirteen chapters!). Let's stay cool, ok? It's not happening again, if there is to be delay, I'll warn in advance.
Now, enjoy next chapter!
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Chapter 16: Striking.
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He still couldn't believe Evelyn had actually gotten him into this. How did she manage to have him accepting without realizing? He had two days left in Berk, two days he should spend with Hiccup, but somehow Evelyn convinced him to accompany her to this Christmas dinner, and now his time would be miserably wasted.
Toothless sat on the copilot's seat of the rented car, crossing his arms in irritation and chewing the inner part of his cheek, trying really hard not to talk to Evelyn.
- If you didn't want to come you should have said so, Dean – she reproached when seeing his bad mood.
"Well, it's not like you gave me too much of a choice – Toothless complained to his thoughts -. I mean, I recall saying yes but I can't even define when". Yeah, she did that a lot: she started some casual and random conversations, slipped some clue questions in between and before you notice you've already promised to wash the dishes for a month or steal a car. Damn! She was too clever. "But I guess I should be grateful for that, it's the reason she has managed to keep me alive all these years".
- First of all: call me Toothless. People here won't even recognize my real name.
- You know I don't like nicknames – Evelyn gritted, not bothering to look at him as he asked her why -. They bring me bad memories…
- Still, you have to call me Toothless. You owe me at least this night – he negotiated.
Evelyn gave in.
- Fine, Toothless it is.
- Thanks – he mumbled. But Toothless didn't feel yet at ease, and he had to let it out -. Do you want to know what's bugging me so much? We're leaving in two days but you already have a social life in Berk? The kind of social life you denied me! ! I should spend this Christmas Eve with Hiccup instead of dinning with some random friend of yours!
- Believe me, Toothless: you'll have plenty of time to spend with your boyfriend…
Accidentally, perhaps, but Evelyn managed to shut Toothless with that specific word. They've been together for a while, they were pretty serious in their relationship, no doubt of that, but so far none of them had ever thought of formalizing that much, because that would mean making it public. They didn't think of each other as "boyfriends", the "significant other" term worked marvelously when applied to their situation. For now.
Maybe Toothless should've called Hiccup his boyfriend when he still had the chance. Would they try a long-distance relationship once he left? Hiccup had said yes, but would it work? Or would Evelyn even allow it? She had the power to make Hiccup forget Toothless whenever she felt it necessary.
Suddenly realizing that fact killed all desire Toothless had to argue.
The rest of the journey was tense and silent.
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But things got quite interesting once they arrived.
Evelyn parked the car in front of a house Toothless knew all too well, even with all the Christmas decoration and the snow on the roofs. How could he not recognize the window on the right corner?
- Ahm… Evelyn?
- Yes? – she responded as she hastily got off the car.
- Why are we here? – contrary to Evelyn, Toothless was slow in his movements, dealing with the shock and the strange foretelling feeling growing in his chest.
- This is the house of my "friend", as you ignorantly called him. I wouldn't refer to him as a friend of any sorts.
- We're not having dinner here… are we?
- Yes, we are – and to confirm it she knocked on the door -. And since we are already here you can't back down now.
At this moment her expression changed, and she suddenly turned gentle and dedicated a caring look to the boy beside her. A guilty smile curled her lips sadly.
- I should have told you this before, but… it's complicated. You'll find out anyways as soon as this door opens. Kneel down.
- What? – why was she whispering to begin with? Was this matter, or whatever, that serious to even get her lowering her voice?
- Kneel, so I can feel like when you were a child.
With a resigned sigh Toothless got down to his knees and Evelyn elegantly crouched before him, like a mother when she wants to be at her little son's height and explain to him the real reasons why his lost dog will never come home again.
- You do remember I had a big sister – Evelyn started.
- You might have mentioned it once or twice.
- Well, I did, and the tricky part is that my sister is your boyfriend's mother…
Toothless didn't even have the time to shock and scream an incredulous "what?!" at the top of his longs. He heard Stoick's heavy steps long before Evelyn, and his common sense had him standing up in time to greet him when he opened the door, leaving the woman alone on the floor. Evelyn had to swallow her pride and stand before Stoick's mildly intrigued eyes, giggling in embarrassment. Well, that was at least a little revenge for Toothless.
- So ya did com' – Stoick nodded in salute, then focused his inquisitive eyes on Toothless -. He's ya' companion?
- Expecting someone older, weren't we? – Evelyn smirked, notoriously satisfied, as if everything were a well-planned joke.
- He's ya' son? – Stoick's jaw dropped in surprise.
- Not exactly. Can we discuss it inside? It's snowing out here, in case you haven't noticed, Gerard.
Though looking rather displeased by the mention of his real name, Stoick invited them in with the most educated gestures he could think off. After all, Evelyn was a fancy guest.
Toothless couldn't help but feeling intimidated when walking by the large man. He'd expected his first meeting with Hiccup's father to happen in a very different way, or rather, never (he's allowed to dream, right?).
In the second he heard Stoick mention how Hiccup was arranging the last details in the dinning-room, Toothless used his draconian skills to join the boy and try to give him a warning. A storm was brewing in their horizon, and he wanted Hiccup to be ready by the time it unleashed.
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If only he knew the reasons Toothless was there for, Hiccup's face might not have lit up at the sight of him. "Toothless! What are you doing here? A Snoggletog surprise? What if my dad sees you?" It's important to mention that Hiccup didn't celebrate Christmas; he was so special he actually celebrated a unique festivity, something he and his mom made up when he was a child. The "Snoggletog" allusion only made Toothless feel guiltier to know that Hiccup's enthusiasm was to be burst.
The black-haired boy had him shushed placing a silencing finger on his lips. Hiccup sensed right away that something was wrong.
- I swear that I found out less than two minutes ago – Toothless said, holding Hiccup's hand and softly stroking its back with his thumb -. Just remember that I'm here for you, ok?
Puzzlement pulled a mask over Hiccup's head. What was Toothless talking about?
- Where's tha' boy? – Stoick's voice echoed through the house - Hiccup com' now! Our visits fin'lly arriv'd!
Both boys headed to the living room fast as lightning, or rather, Toothless dragged a dumbfounded Hiccup along lightning-fast.
Hiccup froze on the very second he saw and recognized Evelyn sitting on their sofa.
- What are you doing here? – he said to her in an accusing tone. She was the one pulling him and Toothless apart, of course he was mad at her.
- Ya said ya didn' know 'im… – Stoick said to Evelyn in an accusing tone of his own, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.
- We haven't been properly introduced to each other. Hello, Jay, I am Evelyn Valhalla.
To be fair, Evelyn's reassuring smile did nothing to ease Hiccup's confusion, on the contrary, it made her look hypocrite and somewhat evil, like a charismatic villain. Seriously, she kept looking at him like that and sooner or later Hiccup would go paranoid.
So far he'd managed to connect the basic dots, but things, generally, continued to make no sense at all. Why was this woman his father's guest? How was it they knew each other to begin with? And why was Toothless there? There in the same room with his father who had no idea of who he was and what kind of relationship he had with Hiccup? For a second Hiccup's mind drifted to panic and he thought that Evelyn had gone to his father in order to reveal the truth about Hiccup and Toothless' interactions, maybe as a cruel yet effective tactic to push them apart for good and free the way to take Toothless back to London. That insufferable despicable woman!
Nonetheless, noticing that everybody's attention remained focused exclusively on him and neither Evelyn nor his father seemed to remember Toothless was standing in there as well, Hiccup realized "they" weren't the reason for the woman's visit. It was him, him.
And all of a sudden he felt incredibly uncomfortable, a knot settling in his throat.
- Ah, yes – Evelyn's smile widened, turning her attention to Stoick -. And speaking of proper introductions: this is Dean Night- - -
- Ya' son… – Stoick mumbled.
- My protégé – she specified -. I've taken care of him since he was nine. Right Dean?
Toothless shot a warning glance at Evelyn, trying to remind her that she wasn't supposed to speak that much, not about him. She nodded in agreement, and decided to stare fixedly again at Hiccup, as if she tried to read his thoughts out of his eyes.
- With Jay, of course, there's no need of introductions I'm aware – she said.
Hiccup gulped hard, trying to stop his face from reddening to the ears. Toothless, on the other hand, almost shoots fire through his eyes at Evelyn for giving them away so carelessly, but she seemed to know what she was doing, because Stoick didn't pay attention to the revelation she'd just pronounced.
- Whut? Ya' boy knows ma son too? Got 'ny other surprises Ev'lyn? Are ya frien's with Spitelout? Snotlout's godmom? Gobber's neighbor? – he claimed, spitting sarcasm with every word.
- Oh, stop acting like a child, Gerard. Your sarcasm is unnecessary.
- Ya' whole "fancy mystery" is unnecessary… Who tha hell is this boy?
Hiccup found a spare second to exchange a desperate look with Toothless, shifting from foot to foot as nervous as him: things were getting too awkward and complicated. Hiccup had also pictured Toothless' first meeting with Stoick a lot different. Well, if he ever expected that to happen it would be certainly convenient to have some family (or the closest Toothless had to it) involved as well; at least presenting a somewhat motherly figure should make Toothless look a lot less mysterious in his father's eyes. It was just bad luck that this "adoptive mother" seemed to have some sort of personal quarrel with his father and simply made everything far worse.
- Dad, this is my… friend, Toothless – he introduced awkwardly. Good thing he felt more anger than nervousness at the time -. But that's not the point. What is she doing here?
Stoick stared at her, eyebrows high, as if defying her to answer that question.
- I knew your mother – Evelyn revealed to Hiccup.
- My mom? ?
Hiccup was taken aback by this declaration. What did this woman have to do with his mom? What had anyone to do with his mom? His shoulders tensed automatically, followed by his whole body, and his brain would probably be the next. Had Toothless not discretely stroked his upper back Hiccup might have lost his self-control, but Toothless, as usual, had this extraordinary effect on him (and vice versa).
Stoick decided to interfere, since talking about Valhallarama was a very sensitive subject, and looking Hiccup right in the eyes, he revealed Evelyn's identity at last.
- Hiccup… meet ya' mom's sister.
The boy's eyebrows lifted instantly in skepticism, his olive-green eyes studying Evelyn carefully, as if based on her movements he expected to find out that everything was a joke.
They were kidding on him, right? It had to be a joke!
- You're… you're my aunt? ? – he mumbled.
- You could put it that way. Striking news, aren't they? – she tried to force a smile.
And contrary to the outburst that would be most people's reaction, Hiccup merely scratched the back of his head and drew a perplex expression, as if his brain had gone simply blank. When he spoke, there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, as if he was trying to shelter himself behind it.
- Small world…
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Now that he thought of it, it was pretty obvious. Evelyn had the same eye-color, and though her hair was reddened and her complexion leaner, her similarities with Hiccup's mom were honestly impressive. Furthermore, there was a lot of her in Hiccup himself.
Both Toothless and Hiccup wondered how was it they didn't notice earlier.
After the first tense, silent, and unbelievably awkward first minutes, Stoick managed to make Hiccup react and after a bit of thinking, the boy released an accepting sigh, as if he couldn't understand what was going on but that wasn't enough reason to deny it was real.
So his mother had had a sister, therefore he had an aunt, and right now this aunt, who by Odin's lousy sense of humor happened to be Toothless' only "family", was in front of him.
"How is it I've never heard of you?" was the first question Hiccup asked, and, though bearing a pained and full of remorse expression, Evelyn was kind enough to provide a detailed answer. She obviously didn't feel comfortable telling that story in particular, but she explained how she and her sister had a terrible argue many years ago, the day Valery announced she was going to get married and move to Berk.
- I didn't take Valery's engagement very well… – Evelyn confessed - When we were young we promised that we'd do so many things together… And there she was, telling me that she would change all those adventures with me for a family of her own any day, that the choice was actually easy… Well, those weren't her exact words, I was twenty four and yet very immature… Once she came here… to Berk, I never saw her again. And I don't blame her for not telling me you were born.
- So you and my mom never talked again? – a heartbroken Hiccup wanted to know. How could a family shatter apart just like that?
- We did… once, six years ago… only days before she died. I believe she knew what was going to happen and she didn't want us to end like that.
Hiccup was actually sitting on the sofa next to his father, Evelyn sat in front of them and Toothless sat on the floor right in the middle, crossing his legs, his eyes drifting from Hiccup's to Evelyn's face, then again to Hiccup… and there they'd stay for a while until Evelyn said something really important that caught his attention again. After all, he was just as surprised as Hiccup, it also was the first time he ever heard that story.
The woman seemed equally uncomfortable and relieved to be letting out all those things after so many years of keeping them secret. Toothless was the only one to truly see that change, how beneficial it was for her to seek redemption in the only two people who had loved her sister as much as she did.
Now Toothless understood many a thing about Evelyn and her strict and slightly bipolar way of raising him.
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Dinner postponed, naturally, until Evelyn had shared every detail about her fight with Valery and how repented she felt, and by the time she was done with her story the aversion she and Stoick felt for one another had dissipated a bit, just enough to head towards the dining-room without any significant name-calling, sarcasm or anything of the sort.
The ambiance, however, relaxed an awful lot after the traditional food-praising session (Hiccup couldn't be any prouder of how popular the turkey he cooked by himself became in that dinner).
Of course once that was over, it was Stoick's time to speak.
- An' whut're ya gonna do now Ev'lyn? – he wanted to know - Ya wanna take par' in our lives jus' like tha'?
- Well, that's what families do, isn't it? – you couldn't tell Evelyn was mildly upset if you didn't see her stabbed turkey, because her face looked completely calmed and gentle. Even so, she breathed in and out until she felt sure that she was going to answer to and not snap at the man - I want to know you two, especially Jay, he's my nephew, right? And I'm so ready to take this compromise that I am actually thinking of moving to Berk myself – she confessed.
Toothless dropped his fork, along with his jaw.
- Are you serious? – the boy exclaimed, his eyes wide open with hope and amazement shining in them.
- I'm seriously thinking about it.
- Does that mean…? Does it mean that I don't have to leave Berk anymore? – the cutest illusion of hope was really taking over Toothless' face.
- Merry Christmas, Dean – Evelyn grinned.
Both boys filled with joy before that revelation, so much that Hiccup jumped out of the chair ready to capture Toothless in a breath-taking hug, but the dragon boy cut him up right away. Hiccup froze in mid-air, remembering that his father was there, watching them, and with a fair attack of hiccups he sat back again, pretending nothing had ever happened. Thank the gods that Toothless' warning stopped him on time, otherwise there would've been some serious problems.
Stoick clapped his giant hands, apparently unaware.
- Good for ya, Ev'lyn. So, potatoes anyone?
Hiccup was the first to accept the plate his father was offering, maybe if he focused on eating Stoick wouldn't notice the abnormal joy he'd experienced seconds ago. Toothless glanced at him from the other end of the table, and shook his head in a giggle.
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After that, dinner somehow turned into something normal: they started sharing anecdotes and good moments from past Christmases. Until finally Stoick showed a bit more of interest in his son's suspicious "friend" (because everyone remotely related with Evelyn Valhalla was someone you had to suspect of).
- So, Toothless, how ol' are ya? – he asked.
- Nineteen… sir.
He'd tried, really, but Toothless couldn't get rid of that intimidation sensation (shame on him, a dragon scared of a human?). He hadn't figured out a proper and respectful way to refer to Stoick, who was, although ignored it, his secret boyfriend's father, so he stuck for the classical politeness Evelyn had taught him. Stoick couldn't help but laughing before such way of addressing him, a mere fighter and the antithesis of "gentlemanly".
- He's a real talent, you know? – intervened Evelyn, finally showing some mercy for Toothless' nervousness - I'm sure you two will find many a thing in common. Dean is a fighter too, right- - -? Sorry: Toothless is a fighter.
- Ah, really? – Stoick's eyes lit up at the mention of his sport - What d'ya do? Boxin'?
Hiccup couldn't say it out loud right then, but Toothless was just too cute with that subtle blushing spreading all over his tanned face. He'd been basically ignored the entire night, and no doubt he'd prefer to remain that way; he wasn't used to be the center of attention, after all. Well, things at school were one thing, because Toothless' public behavior was usually mere rebel façade, but when it came to being just himself he didn't know how to handle having all eyes on him (only Hiccup's didn't make him uncomfortable).
- A little bit of everything really – he responded, swallowing his uneasiness - The basics of martial arts, kick-boxing, wrestling… Mostly for personal defense, I was never really into sports.
- Oh, don't say that, Dean. You're definitely an agile, athletic guy – praised Evelyn, though Toothless had the feeling that she was just teasing him.
- But I wouldn't be caught dead as a Viking – he refused.
Stoick cleared his throat in annoyance.
- I was a Vikin' in ma school days…
- S-sorry, sir – Toothless blushed now for real, looking away until he recovered whatever dignity he got left -, but some Vikings are definitely at the top of my black list.
This comment managed to appease Stoick's temper. He focused his inquisitive eyes on Toothless, as if trying to look through him right into his soul to discover his true intentions.
- So I heard. Ya're tha one who stood for Hiccup, ain' ya?
- Well… Hiccup did half the job: holding on till I made it there. Don't diminish his fair share of the success. He's really strong, sir – Toothless said, side-glancing at Hiccup with an affectionate gleam on his eyes. He couldn't say it in public, but Hiccup had returned the favor twice: keeping his secret and saving his dragon life -, more than everybody thinks.
Hiccup smiled widely and let a hint of pink shade his face.
Stoick pretended not to see anything and manly patted Toothless' back thrice with his heavy hand (it was strikingly surprising how the boy didn't complain in agony as most people did, except perhaps Gobber).
- If ya've help'd ma son ya're definit'ly welcome a' tha gym anytime ya want!
- That is actually a wonderful idea – Evelyn exclaimed, suspiciously overexcited -. You could use some practice, Dean. You never know when you're going to need those skills.
- An' Hiccup could use som' frien's a' tha class. Som'one his size t'practice with, ya know…
- He may look smaller than your other fighters, dad – interfered Hiccup -, but Toothless could definitely beat them all.
- I shall agree on that one – said Evelyn, a mischievous expression dancing on her fairy eyes -. I'm pretty sure he could even defeat you, Gerard.
- Don' think so… – Stoick bit his turkey and stared at Evelyn.
Evelyn pretended to focus on her salad, but a wry smile gave her away: she was paying attention to each and every movement of Stoick.
- I could defeat you, Gerard. If you ever tried drawing a floret – she stated.
- Keep dreamin', Ev'lyn. I'd never try ya' snobby fencin'…
- Because you know I'll humiliate you in the very moment you do.
- I'm a worl' champion… – Stoick reminded, narrowing his eyes in ire; so did Evelyn.
- So am I…
- More turkey anyone? – came Hiccup to save the day.
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Fortunately, dinner came to an early ending due to Toothless' tight schedule, for he needed to get some good sleep before going to work the next day. A precarious peace established between Stoick and Evelyn once they started discussing the benefits of having a part-time job and the reasons why Stoick had allowed Hiccup to escape that responsibility as long as he kept the highest grades in school, but still encouraged him to take summer jobs. They even exchanged phone numbers, out of obligation really, but if they were going to be family (sooner or later) they'd have to cope with each other.
- Well, Dean, I'll drive you home. Merry Christmas, Jay – she said happily, then she turned to Stoick and nodded -. See you later, Gerard.
- Later… – he mumbled back as Evelyn left, sticking out his tongue to her.
- Dad, grow up! – Hiccup snorted and chuckled.
- She started! – Stoick joked along, until Hiccup almost falls to the floor cracking with laughter.
- May be, but you can't do that.
- I jus' did.
Hiccup had to try really hard to pull himself together and follow his new aunt out of the house and to the car. She drew a poker face when he got close, and that was when Hiccup realized she'd seen and heard the whole deal.
- Sorry for my dad, but give him time. You didn't expect to become best friends in two days, right? – he joked, slightly sarcastic.
Evelyn dropped the act and drew a smile.
- Apology accepted. I'm sorry too, I should have told you both my identity in the very moment I figured it out.
- Well, at least she recognizes her mistakes – muttered Toothless.
- I thought this surprise would be the bigger the better. You seemed to agree when I gave you your Christmas present, Dean – Evelyn excused -. I really hope to get to know you, Jay. If Dean trusts you so much there has to be a reason for it.
Only then Toothless felt capable of forgetting the bad times Evelyn had put him through since her arrival. If she was willing to give Hiccup a chance, she deserved one as well.
Toothless intertwined his fingers with Hiccup's and they both exchanged an approving smile. Later Hiccup tightened his grip on Toothless' hand.
- What a long night, huh?
- The longest in my life – the black-haired boy agreed.
- Do you really have to work on Christmas day?
- Now that I'm staying here I have to make it up somehow for those days I vanished, and it's a double shift – Toothless explained.
- Twice worse.
- Yeah…
Then the ambiance turned incredibly embarrassing, because they wanted to say goodbye properly but Evelyn was there and they didn't want to be rude by asking her to… walk away.
- Are you ready Dean? – she asked, the door of the car already open.
- Well, actually… I… Well, we…
- Oh, right! – she understood, blushing a bit -. You need some privacy, of course. Alright, go ahead. I'll look elsewhere.
As soon as she took her eyes off them, Hiccup lowered his head in utter shame.
- I can't believe we must do this every time. It isn't fun anymore – he sighed -. Is my father spying from the windows?
- I don't see him. And unless he sees through walls, he can't see us.
- Come here – Hiccup hugged Toothless tightly, standing on tiptoes to bring their noses together in an eskimo kiss -. You have no idea how happy I am that you don't have to go away.
- Merry Snoggletog, Hiccup…
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Now, when Toothless was finally in his bedroom trying to get some rest, it took him less than ten minutes to understand he wouldn't sleep at all that night, "Stupid insomnia". At least he had many a thing to spend time thinking about; it had been a rough, confusing day.
He could sense there were many changes about to happen in his life, mainly because something huge had changed in Evelyn's. They'd talked about it during the ride home, about how having a proper family again would drastically renovate her, and thus it would transform her relationship with Toothless as well. She was willing to let him stay in Berk, for as long as he wanted to; she was willing to let him be with Hiccup, she approved now and seemed somehow happy for both of them (because there's nobody better for your cute nephew than the boy you raised yourself); but above all, she was willing to move on.
And that could mean only one thing for Toothless: freedom. The freedom that had proven to be a constant fantasy out of the reach of his hands since he could remember, and that now, for the first time in his life, he felt that he could have.
He would choose where to be, with whom, and for how long.
Easy: In Berk, with Hiccup… For how long?
That's when he remembered he hadn't opened Hiccup's birthday present. He hadn't had one single moment alone ever since Evelyn's arrival.
Well, now he was finally on his own this seemed like the perfect time to do it.
He got up from the bed and headed to his desk, opened the first drawer and there found the box wrapped in glossy green envelope.
The first thing he did, naturally, was smelling the package, capturing every tinge of Hiccup's scent with his amazing dragon senses. Gods, he simply loved the way Hiccup smelt, it was hypnotic and pretty much the first thing that had turned his attention to the Haddock boy. Afterwards he proceeded to unwrap the present ceremoniously.
Books. Hiccup had given him books. But not just any books, Hiccup was too smart and considerate and he never did things without a good reason. It was a trilogy: "Dragonkeepers" by Carole Wilkinson.
Attached to the first book there was a note, and then Toothless felt his heart melt.
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I picked this for you because after all that's happened I believe you need to remember something important.
Have some stories where dragons are the great heroes, the wise saviors, the true friends… Never let anyone say you aren't special, Toothless. Never forget who you are, what you are… and always be proud of it. I know I am.
Happy birthday.
- - -Hiccup.
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Toothless smiled: in Berk, with Hiccup… forever.
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Another note: I hope the excessively fluffy end makes it up for my delay. Seriously, I'm in love with gayness. This week I saw two teen couples and I literally stared at them grinning like an idiot and almost squealed like a fangirl in front of them. Gosh, I'm a hopeless case, and you know what? I love it!
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Squirrel sends his regards once again.
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And I send all my appreciation and gratitude to:
Hi Mr Whale, YoshisSupport, Hotaru-chan, AliceCullen3,
Ilmazzobro, AlexJohnD, DoublePaws, IBeDatYaoiAddictBrah,
Ancientathens, Toothless is best, Splendidguy44, L.
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IRT Splendidguy44: Awww, you, stop it! *blushes* (-Just kidding, never stop!-). ^^
IRT DoublePaws: You have divination skills! Yes, you do! And thank you very much! I'm very glad you like the story!
IRT Ilmazzobro: You get a special mention here and a huge, giant chocolate-chip cookie! Thank you sooooo much! Never sop being this amazing! ! ! *hugs* ^^
IRT Hotaru-chan: Tu es le soleil. Merci beaucoup pour ta mots. ;-)
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