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Hiccup sighed as the trio whipped through the air. Danny had been excitedly cheering since the second they'd left the deck. He found it rather comical that the boy was so enthusiastic about something that Hiccup himself had become so accustomed to.

"This is awesome!" Danny yelled, his words flying out across the ocean.

"You get used to it." Hiccup responded simply.

If Hiccup had eyes in the back of his head, he'd have seen Danny smirk.

"Do you really fly that often?" He asked, however was unable to keep a sarcastic tone out of his voice. It was too great. Hiccup was completely misinterpretating why Danny was so ecstatic. It wasn't the flying itself. He did that a lot. He was just enthralled with the idea that he was actually on a living dragon! Sure, he'd seen plenty of dragons, but they'd all been ghosts!

Hiccup shook his head disbelievingly. Danny said 'Holy Haunts!' he'd never seen a dragon before, he looked a lot like Hiccup himself, and he acted as though he thought Hiccup's comments were amusing. Danny was so incredibly strange, and that was without mentioning his unusual fashion sense. Hiccup doubted anything about the boy would surprise him.

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Danny glanced down at the landing pad for a millisecond and then threw himself off the dragon's back. The free fall lasted only an instant, and as the ground rushed up to him, the boy hit it with a roll. Several deep breaths burst from his chest and he stood up grinning.

That had been awesome!!!!! He thought. Maybe he wasn't completely reliant on his powers after all.

Hiccup and the dragon, it was odd how quickly he'd accepted its existence, landed beside him and the boy dismounted with incredible ease.

"Care to warn me next time before you jump off a dragon?" He sighed, face palming.

A blush formed on Danny's face, perhaps a heads up would have been appropriate. Oops...

"Sorry," Danny said. "I just really like flying."

Hiccup sighed. "I figured that."

Danny suddenly lost interest in any further conversation as the contacts -that for some 'ghosts only know' reason he still had in- sent a painful reminder of their existence. He cast a glance around, should he find somewhere to take them out? That train of thought was instantly shut down as one of them shifted with the hand that Danny immediately regretted rubbing at it with, and began to shove itself into his eye.

Forget secrecy! He thought. I'm never gonna listen to another one of Sam's ideas.

The stinging getting the better of him, Danny slowly and carefully started to slip the contacts out of his eyes. Then, quite suddenly, an absolutely terrified shriek tore through the air. Quickly taking out the other one, Danny blinked several times and met the horrified eyes of a blue eyed, blonde haired, screaming, Viking girl.

"Woah!" Danny tried. "Chill out!"

"What- wha?" She continued to stare at him, slack-jawed, her braid swayed slightly in the wind but that was all that moved.

After a few dozen seconds, the girl spoke again. "Your eyes." She breathed. "They're blue!"

A small smile formed on Danny's face. "Yup. Always have been."

Hiccup, who was also clearly confused, (not terrified) stepped in. "Astrid." He said slowly.

-So that was the girl's name.-

"This is Danny." Hiccup continued. "Viggo had him locked in a cell on his ship."

Instantly, Astrid lost the terror. "Why?"

Danny shrugged in response. "I dunno. You're the guys who know the fruit-loop."

Astrid sent an inquisitive glance at Hiccup, who simply shrugged. Neither having any idea what a 'fruit-loop' was.

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Danny twirled the chicken leg (at least, he hoped it was chicken) around for a moment. His mind spun in a similar fashion, just about a million times faster. While he'd been worried about not getting himself killed, he hadn't bothered to actually pay much attention to his situation. Now here he was, feeling secure enough to worry about how he was going to get home, and it had absolutely consumed his mind.

He didn't realize that four new people had joined the trio, nor did he realize that they were trying to get his attention. At least, not until someone was screaming wildly about two inches from his face.

"Hello!?" The stocky, black-haired Viking exclaimed. "Can you hear me!!?"

Danny blinked and instantly withdrew with an explitive that shot from his mouth too fast for even him to process what he said.

"Snotlout," Hiccup sighed. "I'm pretty sure he's still conscious."

Danny's next words came out in an incoherent mumble.

"You think so?" The boy, Snotlout?, asked. "I'm not so sure."

Danny huffed, his bangs lifting in his breath. "Sorry, I was lost in my thoughts."

The people surrounding him shared an inquisitive glance.

Hiccup was the one who broke the silence. "So, Danny. Do you have any idea as to why Viggo had you prisoner?"

The boy shrugged. "I don't really know. I think he just thought I was interesting."

While he spoke, Danny's thoughts drifted back to home, and he wondered if his family and friends knew he was gone yet. He hoped so, there was no way to get out of this without their help.

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Jazz yawned, pulling her head off the pillow with only a slight amount of effort. She'd always been a morning person, her younger brother however, was not. Especially not during the Summer.

She yanked herself out of bed. The girl sighed and dragged herself into the restroom. After a slight glance at the mirror, and an exasperated double-take. She began pulling a brush through her matted hair.

After a painstaking ten minutes, she could comfortably run her fingers through her red locks and she slipped on her usual turquoise hair band. She cast a debating glance at her pajamas and elected to keep them on. She had nowhere to go, no reason to bother with too much of an appearance.

She paused outside Danny's room for a moment before she shook her head and walked down the stairs. Knowing her brother's hero complex he was probably up far too late last night dealing with some ghost attack.

It didn't take too long for the Fenton family to start the day, and within an hour they'd had breakfast and Jazz's parents were working in the lab. The next four hours saw Jazz reading a psychology book at the kitchen table. Once noon rolled around, Jazz looked up from her book, and had a mini panic attack when she realized the time.

Racing up the stairs, she threw on her clothes and stood outside of Danny's door.

She knocked. "Danny come on! Get up!"

Rolling her eyes at the lack of response, she turned the doorknob to open it to, an empty room.

First, confusion. Then came the panic. Where was Danny?

She raced through the house, searching every corner she could think. "Danny!?"

She tumbled down the stairs of the lab, phone in hand dialing her brother's number . "Mom, Dad! Have you seen Danny!?"

Her parents exchanged confused looks, and in the minute of silence, Jazz could hear Danny's phone. He never left his phone.

The threesome in the room shared panicked expressions. Something was terribly wrong.

Hello. I'm still really sorry. I don't know what to say actually. I do not have an excuse, just been busy.

Sorry, thanks for reading! Toodles!