Hey I´m back with a new chapter for you guys!
Thank you all so much for supporting this story. I would have never imagined that people would like what I write. So it really surprised me to see that so many people read this fic and like it. I can´t thank you all enough for that. It really makes me happy to erite this story for you and I will keep going until you don´t like it anymore (or I just don´t have time to write anymore)
So…here´s the third chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own How to train your dragon in any way. All rights go to Cressida Cowell and Dreamworks. I just own my OC´.
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Chapter 1: Leaving
Air Force recruiting office – 4:15 pm – Normal Pov
Hiccup turns into the little parking lot behind the small building next to the airport. He gets out of his car and locks it, before slowly walking back to the front door of the office.
As pulls the door open and steps into the room, he is greeted by a tall man with black hair, dressed in green camo clothing.
"Hello, Sir! I´m Lieutenant Taylor. What can I do for you today?", he says as he looks up from the computer screen in front of him. Hiccup nervously steps closer to the man.
"Uh…umm…Hello…I´m Henry Haddock and I want to join the US Air Force."
"Very good. Do you have a high school diploma?", the Lieutenant asks.
"Yes…In fact I just got it today" Hiccup rubs the back of his neck nervously. He just remembers that he would need to have specific requirements to join the Air Force. Although he isn´t worried about his intellectual abilities, he gets kind of nervous when he thinks about the physical requirements he would need.
"Great!" the man behind the desk exclaims enthusiastically, "Do you have it with you?"
"Uh…No"
"Well than I suggest you get it and come back then. And also bring your ASVAB score if you have already taken the test. I´ll wait here for you." Hiccup nods and then leaves the office again, making his way to the car parked behind the building.
As he is on the way home, he begins to worry even more, if he would be able to pass the physical medical exam. As he pulls into the driveway of his home, he notices, that his dad´s car is gone. 'Great! At least I don´t have to put up with him again' he thinks, as he gets out of the car and walks to the front door.
After opening it, he hurries up the stairs and into his room. There he searches for his ASVAB score. As he finally finds the piece of paper, he walks back down the stairs and into the living room. There, on the couch, right where his father had been sitting, lays his diploma. He picks it up and puts in his pocket.
Then he walks out to his car again, gets in and drives back to the office building.
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Hiccups house – one week later – 7:30 am – Hiccup´s Pov
I wake up as my alarm clock goes off. Annoyed at the loud noise I turn around and hit the button that would stop the ringing. Unfortunately the button is broken, so the noise just keeps going on, annoying me even more, so without further ado I just take the stupid thing and slam it against the wall.
Finally the room is quiet again. I lie back in my pillows and start thinking about the day, I signed up for the air force. After I had returned to the office, I took the physical medical test. I was surprised myself, as I was told I had just slightly passed the exam. After that I had signed the contract and set the date for my departure to basic training.
As a matter of fact, that is today. So I get up, put on my regular clothes, and start backing my backpack for the travel to the air force base.
When I have everything I would need, I pick up my mobile phone and put it in the pocket of my trousers. I go downstairs and get myself a breakfast. As it got usual over the past week, I ignore my father´s note on the kitchen table and enjoy my food.
As I finish eating, my phone vibrates in my pocket. I pull it out and see that it´s a message from Fishlegs.
F: Hey Hiccup! I haven´t seen you since graduation…Is every alright?
H: Yeah…I just needed some time for myself to think about some stuff.
F: Oh…Ok. If you need someone to talk to, you can just give me a call you know?
H: Yes I know Fish…
F: Come on Hiccup…Spit it out. What´s wrong? You usually would call me at least every third day to ask if I could hang out with you…
H: I don´t really want to talk about it.
F: Oh come on…you know I can keep a secret!
H: *sigh* Ok…I joined the force after I had an argument with dad…
F: YOU DID WHAT?! Hiccup, you can´t be serious!
H: Well I am very serious.
F: When did you plan on telling me this?
H: I…actually didn´t want to tell you at all.
F: Shit, Hiccup…Why did you do this?
H: I don´t know…I guess I was just angry at dad. He tried to "talk" me into taking over the company again. I just have to show him that he can´t force me into this. And maybe he finally gets proud of me, when I can fly a fighter plane.
F: You applied as pilot?! Couldn´t you have taken a less dangerous job like…an engineer or something?
H: No…You know I always liked airplanes, so if I join the air force, then I at least want get to fly a bit.
F: I´m telling you, this is a stupid idea!
H: Well it´s too late to stop it anyways…I´ll go to basic training today.
F: *sigh* I guess I can´t stop you then… Will you at least tell me, when you come back?
H: Well…Hehe …You know, the funny thing is I don´t really know when I will come back.
F: Seriously? I just hope it´s soon then…
H: Yeah…Anyways, could you please keep it a secret? I don´t want my dad or anyone to know where I am…
F: Your dad doesn´t even know?!
H: No…So can you please keep my secret?
F: Ok Hiccup I will do as you ask me, but just under one condition: I want you to take me flying when you come back.
H: Thank you, Fish! Of course I will take you flying…
F: Ok Hiccup…Good luck then and take care of yourself…
H: I will…bye.
F: Good bye, Hiccup
With that I put my phone back in my pocket and get up from the table. Just then I hear the doorbell ring. I walk out of the kitchen and over to the front door. Cautiously I open the door and peer outside.
A man with dark brown hair, dressed like Lieutenant Taylor from the recruitment office, stands right in front of the door, looking impatiently at his watch. As I open the door he looks up and frowns.
"Henry Haddock?", he asks.
"That´s me."
"Good", his expression lightens a little bit, "Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah…Just let me get my backpack and I´ll be right there." He nods and I hurry back in the kitchen and grab my belongings. Then I walk back to the door and step outside.
I close the door behind me and follow the man to a dark green truck, parked on the opposite side of the street. As I wait for a car to pass by, I take one look back at my home. I know I won´t see it for a long time.
I turn around and walk across the street. The man with the brown hair gestures for me to climb in at the back of the truck. After I had pulled myself up, I look at the rows of seats on both sides of the truck. On my left is a guy with pitch black hair and bright green eyes. He looks at me curiously. The right row is completely empty, so I take a seat opposite of the only other passenger.
I can hear a door close and shortly after, the truck´s engine roars up and we drive down the street I´ve lived in for all my life.
The other guy is still looking at me and it would be a long journey to the base, so I decide to try and make a friend.
"Hey…I´m Henry", I say and extend my hand. "Timothy, but no one ever calls me that…" he answers and takes my hand to shake it.
Confused by his words I look at him. "So... what do they call you then?"
He looks down, a little blush on his cheeks, as if I had asked him something embarrassing. But well, considering my own nickname I guess I would be embarrassed too.
"Toothless…", he finally says in a small voice. "They call you Toothless?! Why is that?"
"Uhm…You know…when I was in elementary, I had a pet snake…and it had no teeth. So after my friends found out, they somehow came up with calling me Toothless and it kind of stuck."
"Hm…Well my nickname is Hiccup, so…"
"Hiccup?! Are you kidding me?", he looks as if he is about to burst out laughing. Now it is my turn to get embarrassed and I feel a strange urge to jump right back out of the vehicle.
"No…I´m serious. I´m called Hiccup.", I say, "My cousin came up with it, ´cause when I was younger I would constantly get Hiccups…"
Toothless chuckles a little at that and then asks: "Soo… Hiccup, tell me, why did you join the air force?"
"Well…mainly because of my dad. He would always push me to take over the family business, which I absolutely despise." I don´t know why, but it feels really good to talk to someone else than Fishlegs about my father. "And why did you, Toothless?", I ask, using the nickname, just like him.
"Well…I´m an orphan you know? So as soon as I got my high school diploma, I ran up to the recruitment office. I just couldn´t put up with all those annoying people anymore and, considering I always loved flying, the air force seemed like a good place to go."
"I see…So you didn´t want to go back to the orphanage?"
"No…I absolutely hate that place, with all the rules and all the annoying keepers..."
I hear the squeaking of the breaks, the truck slows down and comes to a stop. Then the door on the driver´s side is yanked open and slams against the side of the truck with a loud metallic noise.
We both stop speaking, as we eavesdrop on the conversation, the driver has with, what sounds like a very proud father:
"…my boy. Of course he joined the air force. I would be disappointed if he hadn´t! Just like me all those years ago!", a booming voice, not unlike my fathers, just filled with pride, calls out.
Shortly after we hear the shutting of a wooden door and footsteps are heard coming to the back of the truck. "Now get in there boy." We hear the driver´s voice from outside. A second later a head appears above the edge, as young man about my age pulls himself up.
Just like me, he has a small backpack over his shoulder and looks at his surroundings. He has dark hair and a small goatee. As he notices us, he clears his throat and takes sits down beside me.
"Hey…", he said. "Hi", Toothless and I say in unison.
"Ahm…I´m Thomas…", he says.
"I´m Henry, he is Timothy. But you can call us Hiccup", I gesture to me, "and Toothless", I point at the boy opposite of us.
"Ok…Well my nickname is Thuggory so… I guess you can call me that.", he grins and without before I could even think about it I grin back. For the first time in my almost nineteen year old life, I feel like I really have friends. You might think it´s pathetic… I guess you´re right with that. But… the good thing is… I don´t care at all. All I know is that I might have more than one friend now and that really makes me happy. I know that the rest of the drive to the air force base wouldn´t be as boring as I thought after all.
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Yeah… That was the first actual chapter…
So… Hiccup met Toothless and Thuggory now. Next time the group will arrive at the air force base…
I apologize for being inaccurate with writing the whole talking with the recruiter, but I don´t really have the energy to write this whole procedure… Also I know that the requirements to become an air force pilot are way more than just the little exams and grades I´ve mentioned in this chapter but I couldn´t write about all the requirements because they were confusing me or just not writable, if I want to get Hiccup into the cockpit really fast (which I definitely want). So if any of think I should have written it all, I apologize for not doing so.
Anyways I hope you enjoyed it this chapter and as always, feel free to leave a review, ´cause I want to what exactly you think about this story.
Also a great "Thank you!" to all the people who favored, followed and reviewed thus far. Thank you all so much, you´re the greatest of all! ;D
-TheTenggi