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Chapter 6: Forbidden Friendship

(Hiccup POV)

After successfully "borrowing" a fish from the Great Hall and snitching a shield from the forge, I walk into the forest to find the NIght Fury's cove again.

The trees are covered in a soft frost as the ground is covered in feet of snow. The blizzard covered nearly everything in snow. The world is a light land of winter and freezing to death...more so than usual.

I weave through the forest my feet making a soft crunching with the snow. After wandering around for a while I spot the cove, the ground dips inwards towards the snow covered land and I move towards it staring down at the cove for a moment.

Most of the snow is melted leaving just a light dusting look but the pond is frozen and the waterfall dipping in towards it is similar. The Night Fury is...the Night Fury is no where.

I let out a soft sigh before turning and hunting around the edges of the cove, there has to be another way in, that ledge isn't going to get me very far when I trip and slip of the edge breaking my nose and some other body part.

I scan the area going from right to left, I learned a while ago that when you're searching for something it's best to go in that direction, eyes read from left to right so they aren't as used to the motion. Snow, snow, snow, snow-there! A small split in between the two stones separates the walls from each other.

Gripping my shield tighter, I move forward tilting the wood sideways as I slip in between the two walls. For a standard Vikings, they would've had to grind their teeth and shove sideways through it. I can fit easily, without even tilting to the side slightly.

I reach the end of the walls and turn the shield so it covers my torso, I lean down slightly and release a breath. It's fine, breathe. I toss the fish forward and it lands with a splat.

I strain my ears.

No movement.

No sound.

The dragon isn't coming.

Fine.

Clenching my jaw tightly I kick a little snow out of the way before moving forward tightening my grip around my shield hilt. My stomach rams into the shield suddenly and I let out a grunt of pain pulling back and staring at the shield in frustration. Rubbing the injured area slightly I tug upwards on the wood.

It strains, creaks and remains locked in place.

Terrific.

Letting out a sigh I let my shoulders drop before I duck under the shield and crawl under the wood. I stand and brush snow from my fingers on my vest before turning and giving the shield a final tug. It groans in protest but remains firmly locked into place. I have little doubts that nothing short of a boulder falling from the sky will remove it now.

That worked amazingly. I turn away from the shield before I can add more mental death threats towards it and lean down grabbing the fish from the ground by its gills.

I suck in a breath silently scanning every inch of the cove from top to bottom looking for the Night Fury with my eyes. Where is it? It should stick out like a sore thumb in the snow but it doesn't. Did it get out? Wouldn't surprise me, it is a Night Fury.

Sudden movement catches my attention and I whip my head right watching with hitched breath as the Night Fury slips off of the rock it'd been hiding behind.

Hunting me.

The dragon moves across the ground warily staring at me with mixed emotions.

I suck in a breath and stare at the dragon fear worming it's way across my limbs freezing me.

You didn't come here to stare at the dragon, Hiccup. Right. I lift out my left hand towards the dragon, outstretching the fish as an offering towards the dragon. It stares at the sea animal as if it's growing a chicken head from it's side for a moment before moving forward slowly. A growl slips from it's throat and the Night Fury draws back just as quickly turning to offensive.

My breath hitches again in fear and I pull the fish back towards me pressing it to my chest. The dragon stares at me accusingly, gaze resting at my hip. My eyebrows knit together for a moment before I slowly pull back my vest revealing my dagger.

The dragon snarls.

Yup. Found the source. I slowly move my hand down, letting the dragon track my movements and draw the dagger from my belt with two fingers; as if it carries a plague. I move my hand out away from my body and drop the dagger blade first looking the dragon in the eye.

It jerks its head right, 'more.' it seems to say.

I keep eye contact with the dragon as I kick the dagger onto my boot and kick it towards the frozen lake. The dagger skids across the ice for several feet disappearing in the glint of ice sparking towards the sky.

The dragon relaxes instantly sitting back, pupils widening happily. I hold the fish to myself for another moment. Hopefully this works. Fingers crossed.

I hold out the fish again and the dragon advances opening its mouth. I stare down at the gums in confusion. The dragon had teeth, when it was about to kill me a few days ago I distinctly remember sharp teeth snarling down at me. "Huh, toothless; I could have sworn you had-" Teeth retract from the gums and rip the fish from my hands eating it in two bites.

My hands snap back to my chest before I realize they'd done it and I stare at the dragon for a moment my eyes widened largely. I stand corrected. There is teeth. Yup, definitely teeth. "Teeth." I finish curling my fingers in towards my chest.

The dragon's head turns to look at me before moving forward. This was a bad idea! "Uh, no, no, no, I-I don't-" I slip landing on my back but continue to retreat from the dragon my hands hitting a rock. "-have any more." The Night Fury's head is less than two feet away now. Its eyes roll back throat making a weird nose.

Thnnk, thnnk, thnnk...

What is it doing!? Is it choking?

A saliva coated half of a dead fish lands in my lap a few seconds later snapping me from my thoughts. Oh, wow. "Elgh." I mutter staring at the tail end of the fish in disgust. I sit back pulling the fish into my hands and stare at up at the dragon. It mimics my position, sitting back on it's tail. I chew on my inner lip staring at the dragon for a moment. Now what?

The dragon stares down at the fish then looks back up at me. I follow it's gaze a few seconds later and squeeze my eyes shut for a moment in disagreement before releasing a breath. Eat the fish. Are you kidding me!? One flicker of a glance up towards the dragon confirms it.

Great.

I lift the fish up towards my mouth and hesitate before forcing myself to take a bite. Swallowing a whole yak covered in honey and mud would have tasted better. I grimace as my taste buds reject the offering squirming. 'How dare you betray us!' They scream towards my brain.

"Mmmm," I lie and lift up the rest of the fish towards the Night Fury. Please end my misery and take it back! "Mpgh guf." I mumble through my full mouth staring at the dragon. It stares at me, seeming amused with my mouths inward battle.

It swallows.

My hands fall into my lap. Seriously!? I suck in a breath through my nose to brace myself before swallowing. The fish refuses to go down and I shove harder, it comes up for a moment and I lift a hand towards my mouth forcing it down my throat. It feels like slime crawling down my throat. Ha! Yes! Success! How long that fish is going to remain in my stomach is anyone's guess.

I shiver in disgust and look up at the dragon offering a weak smile. The dragon stares at me, squints it's eyes before slowly pulling it's mouth back looking hesitate it's lips shaky before twisting it's mouth into a smile. I blink in shock my smile falling back. Whoa.

I set the fish to the side the sudden need to touch it feeling me. I lift up a hand, receiving a low growl. The dragon spins around and glides away from me crashing, rather gracefully next to a tree. I get to my feet and watch it for a moment. I've come this far. I give a soft shrug before moving forward towards the Night Fury.

I walk over to where the dragon has made a ring of fire and is laying in it. The dragon follows two birds with its head before it sees me. Groaning in annoyance it shifts its body so it doesn't have to look at me, lifting its tailfin in front of its face. I, sitting cross-legged across from it slowly shift reaching out my hand.

I stop as it lifts up its tailfin giving me an annoyed look. I jump to my feet, walking away guiltily not looking back. When I reach next to the pond I take a chance and look up seeing it climb a tree.

I stand next to the pond staring at the ice. Winter doesn't usually strike Berk with a blizzard around this time, it's...weird. But it's not like I can control the weather so I don't exactly get a say on what it will and won't do.

I turn and plop down on a rock next to the river kicking a stick up towards my left hand. I catch it from the air and turn kicking snow away with the side of my boot. When it's cleared I start to draw, I let my hands guide me letting the drawing create itself. Eventually it turns into Elsa and Anna.

After a while I get bored of the drawing and scrub it away with my boot and begin another drawing. Drawing after drawing is traced into the dirt until the lines get harder with a soft edge and after a moment I realize I've started to trace the Night Fury.

Biting my bottom lip for a moment I trace the ears the neck and I move onto the eyes but still as I feel a puff of hot air on my neck.

My gaze flickers left as the Night Fury, now at my side. Relax, breathe repeat. I turn back towards the drawing trying to pretend it isn't next to me adding more details, the eyes and nose. I hear an approving purr and my gaze flickers towards the Night Fury again.

The dragon walks away on two legs and I pull away from my position, my chin resting against my elbow on my knee watching in amazement as the Night Fury goes to a smaller tree and rips it from the ground with it's jaws with ease, as if tearing apart paper. The dragon shakes off the snow before shoving the bottom half onto the ground and begins to spin around tracing everything into the dirt and wiping a large majority of the snow away with it's tail.

It goes behind me and then smacks me on the head with the branches. I wince but continues to stare at the dragon. It stops shortly after that and tosses the tree to the side before nodding it's head in approval. I shift my head to see every angle of the drawing.

It's amazing.

The dragon picked up drawing in less than ten seconds.

It's just scribbles but to me, it's better than anything I had ever seen drawn before. I walk forward trying to get to the outside edges when a low growl stops me mid step I tense my hands shooting to my chest. I look at the dragon and then down at my feet. I've stepped onto one of it's lines.

I lift my foot and the dragon stops growling and purrs. I look at the drawing again and put my foot down. The dragon snarls glaring at me.

Foot up, purr

Foot down, growl.

When it looks angry enough to jump on me or about two steps later I step over the drawing. I look back at it cocks its head to the side with silent approval. I give it a small smile and with balance I didn't know I possessed I stretch out my arms as if to fly and step over the lines.

Line after line, I spin in circle but my eyes never leave the ground, I spun until I feel hot breath on my neck and freeze. The dragon is behind me.

I stop and slowly turn to see the Night Fury standing there.

I start to reach out my hand again staring at it but the dragon growls uneasily. I stop and look away and outstretch my hand. I can't see it, staring firmly at the ground. If it chooses to take off my hand I wouldn't know. I trust it. I'm letting it decide whether it wants to touch me or not.

To trust me.

I feel its nose touch my palm I let out a breath as a small shiver races through me, as if some lost part of me has just connected. I look up

It returns my stare looking at it's nose cross eyed for a moment. It pulls back and I look at the dragon and it's shakes it's head and jumps away from me.

I pull back my hand and watch as it glides away. A flightless dragon; a failed Viking.

I sigh and walk forward to head back towards the village I turn to look back at him and duck under the shield turning my head away from the dragon. I clench my fists before whispering, "See you tomorrow, Toothless."

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