Dragon Friend (sequel to the dragon boy) Chapter 19 - Two Feet
frostcup fanfic

Authors note: boom! Plot twist! ^^ I got you with that one huh? Bet you didn't see that one coming- now for a sort of explanation oh and whilst I remember I'm going camping this weekend for my birthday (Sunday 10th^^) and there will be no Internet whatsoever so I won't be able to post Saturday and Sunday but I will post tommorow and I'll try not to leave you on too much of a cliffhanger over the weekend. Any way enjoy the chapter please review and I will post the next chapter tommorow^^

Hiccup watched stunned, as the boy's eyes narrowed at him.
"Hiccup?" He asked.

The Viking was stunned. Toothless just spoke. His dragon friend- who was an actual dragon through and through, not a drop of human in him- spoke. Human words, from the human mouth, of a human body.

This boy was Toothless. Hiccup tried repeating it over and over in his head to try and get himself to believe it, but even after all the impossible things he'd seen- no matter that he'd looked into the boy's eyes and seen the Night Fury's staring back at him- he just couldn't believe it.

Toothless blinked, and looked surprised at hearing his own voice. Hiccup could see he was thinking "what was going on?". He looked from one side to the other.
"Wings? Tail?" He muttered, as though asking them were they were. Then, he froze as he caught sight of his hands in front of him, propping him up.

He lifted one up in front of his face, his eyes went round and wide, transfixed by the strange, clawless, bendy paw. He wriggled his fingers, and tilted his head, fascinated at the movement. A broad grin split across his face. A surge of excited energy raced through him, as he flexed his whole hand.
"Haha, look! Hands!... handsy hands. Wriggly, curly, pinky hands!" He sang happily, waving them about. "Wow, look at them move... No wonder you don't stop moving them..." He said, experimenting with different fingers. That was something that had puzzled him for a long time- why do humans move their hands so much.

He scrambled up to test out his arms, but his mind jumped to a different thought. He always had a short attention span- when something caught his attention, he very easily forgot what he was thinking about, originally.
"Woah! How easy is it to stand up on two legs?" He marvelled. He giggled, and did a little giddy dance, for joy. "Haha, two feet! Look, I'm standing on two feet! Two feet. Two feet. Two feet- well... sort of..." He amended, as he finally looked as his feet- or foot.

One of them was just an average, human leg, the other stopped just above his ankle. Instead of the bottom of his leg, there was a metal replacement, a little like Hiccup's first leg, but different at the same time. It was mainly steel, but it had a lot of leather wrapped supports surrounding it, and holding it to his leg. The leather, Hiccup noticed, was just like his tail he made for him... and his metal half leg... it was his right leg, like his.

Toothless looked at it for a full second, before snapping out of it.
"Oh well, two legs! Two feet- Woa, look how far I can swing my arms!" He marvelled, mind switching topic again. He swung them up and down, side to side, in big windmill circles. "...and they're so big!" He continued. His head tilted to one side, as an idea hit him. "Legs are big too- how far can they go?" The boy immediately started stomping about, kicking his legs up and out to the side, as he giggled with glee. He suddenly stopped stomping his legs. "...and how easy is it to turn!" He realised, starting to spin on the spot. "I can spin, and spin, and spin, and- wow I'm so high up... everything's gone blurry! Hahaha! Look at me spinning! Two feet! Two feet! Two feet! Two feet! Two feet!"

Hiccup had been watching the whole thing, stunned- like he was watching some kind of weird entertainment. Was there any filter to his mouth? He was just blurting out whatever came to him... and all that... whatever it was he was doing- he was going a little bit off task (slightly crazy, actually). He wondered if Jack had gone this mad the first time he'd become human. Nope, Jack would have been even more crazy, he thought, then immediately remembered what had happened to his friend... Jack... They had to help him.

The dragon turned boy was still spinning round yelling "two feet".

"Toothless!" He shouted. The dragon stopped, and turned to him- Hiccup could almost see the pricked up ears that always accompanied that expression: immediate, rapt, attention. He turned a little too quick, though, his metal foot slipped on the ice.
"Whoa- umph." He yelled, as he landed flat on the ice.

Hiccup raced over, concerned- was he alright?
"Why does the floor have to be so far away?" He moaned. Yep, he was fine.

The boy gave his head a quick shake, very much in a way he would have done as a dragon. Hiccup hauled him to his feet, his hands warm next to a normal human's. The dragon looked up at the Viking, who'd been his friend for so many years, and yet, he'd never been able to say one thing to him.
"I can say hello to Hiccup." He realised. "Hello Hiccup." He smiled. Hiccup couldn't help but grin back- even as a human, his friend's grin was a little odd, and lopsided.
"Hey, bud. Look, I know you're happy you can say hello..." Hiccup began, attempting to calm to giddy dragon- er, boy- er... wow this was so confusing.

He acted so much like a dragon, even though he appeared human. Only now did he appreciate just how normal Jack had been as a human, and how much time it must have took to get it right. He probably spent a long time trying to act human, so he could visit villages... he'd always loved the little, scaleless creatures.

Again, there was that fall of heart that came whenever he thought about his friend.
"I can talk Hiccup! Look, talking!-" Toothless was yammering, excitably. Hiccup cut him off- he didn't want to break into his dragon(or whatever he was)'s happiness, but he knew he had to.
"I know, bud, I know. But, we need to help Jack." He explained. He hated having to put a downer on things.
"Jack! Where is funny human dragon?" Toothless asked, looking round, excitably, for a sight of his play buddy.

Hiccup's heart sank a little lower- he'd have to explain what had happened to his cheerful eyed friend. Toothless' happy look lessened a little, when he saw the white scaled/white haired dragon/boy wasn't there.

"Not there... Only Hiccup's-mum." He muttered, cheerlessly. He turned to Hiccup. "Where is he?" He asked. Oh no, not those big, round, cat green eyes- he couldn't stand breaking bad news to them. He opened his mouth, and Toothless' face fell at his heartbroken expression.
"Why are you so sad?" He muttered, innocently, moving closer to comfort his friend. If it would have been anyone else but Toothless, Hiccup would have shoved them off, but the dragon always moved closer to comfort him, when he was sad.

Hiccup sighed, softly... how to tell him. Valka came up to the two boys, her expression as forlorn as her son's. Toothless looked at both of them, confused.
"Why are Hiccup and Hiccup's-mum so upset?" He asked, turning a little saddened himself- he hated seeing people sad.

Hiccup looked at his sad eyed friend, he couldn't do this standing up.
"Lets sit down, bud." He offered, settling himself on the floor. Toothless looked down at it, before lowering himself down- only to straighten back up again... and now for the impossible task of finding a way to sit comfortably.

He crouched again, but couldn't quite get close enough to the ground without losing balanced and falling the last little bit. He landed with a thump, looking a little pleased with his achievement, until he saw his sprawled out legs taking up all the room. He pulled his knees up towards him- no, that felt weird. He swung them round one side of his body- no, that felt awkward too. He bunched them up so his knees fell apart, but that made his legs feel stretched. What was he supposed to do with these things?

How was Hiccup doing it? He looked across, and saw his friend looking at him oddly. He was sitting cross legged. Right, that's what he'd do, Toothless decided.

He lifted both legs, ready to fold them up, but then realised: wait, how do I do this? He pulled them in together, somehow managing to tangle up his own legs. He disentangled his legs, feet circling each other for a while, as he tried to figure out how to cross them. He shuffled about- why was sitting down so hard?

"Toothless." He looked for guidance at the Viking, who was trying to hide mild amusement at his dragon's predicament. "Try sitting on them." He suggested. The dragon/kid did as he was told, kneeling, then plopping himself on top of his legs. Hiccup was still smiling at him, but Toothless didn't mind. He liked seeing his rider happy- that was all he ever tried to do was make him smile. He much preferred it to... (Hiccup's face fell again, he almost looked guilty for being happy in the first place)... that face. His unhappy one.

Why was he sad? He didn't like to see him sad.

"Look, Toothless. How much do you remember?" Hiccup asked. Remember? Remember from what? Then a collection of scenes rushed through his head.

"Big noise." He remembered. "Lots of fire, and rocks, and attacking... fun, white buddy was there, and Alpha." His eyes suddenly widened. "Alpha... He was..." A high pitched whine finished his sentence. "Then there was metal arm skin stealer, and then scary Alpha..." He stopped, that was all he could remember. "What happened? Where is everyone? Funny ice shooter, and Fourwings, and the other green bloods?"

Hiccup loosely translated: he remembered the battle, the fall of the good Alpha, and Drago and his black Bewilderbeast, and was wondering where Jack, Cloudjumper and the rest of the dragons were. Now for the hard part.

Hiccup explained what had happened after what he could remember. He tried to leave out that Toothless had tried to kill him in his mindless, Alpha controlled state, but that wouldn't explain why Jack had come to Hiccup's rescue. He had to tell him.

The dragon's eyes widened in terror, as Hiccup told the story.
"I- I tried to... to fire.." He warbled, voice trembling. Hiccup could see his dragon panicking.
"No, it's okay, bud- look, see? You didn't." He said, showing him his not burnt to cinders body. Toothless still looked unhappy. He would have killed Hiccup- his funny, one and a half leg flying partner, and closest, bestest buddy he ever had- if not for the white dragon.

But Toothless didn't understand it. Why did he go off with the evil Alpha? Why did he let the scale enslaver ride on his back?
"But, why did Jack go away? He's human dragon. Alpha can't control his human side. Why didn't he change into two legs?" He wondered, and them the answer came to him. He, a four legs, became wingless... which meant that the two four became only a four.
"He gave his human part to me." He realised, and he knew Hiccup had come to the same conclusion.

It made perfect sense. Toothless was sitting as a human in front of them, whilst Jack was off who knows where, apparently unable to change out of his dragon shape. He'd gave up his resistance to the Alpha, to protect Toothless.

The black haired boy suddenly remembered the first thing that came to him when he woke: protect Hiccup...- that had been him, hadn't it.

"But, how is this even possible?" Valka marvelled.
"He wanted to save me." Toothless muttered, more of what had happened in the white flash of light came back to him. "He didn't know how to do it, but he just... did it. He felt it. He had to protect me, and protect Hiccup." He remembered. "He didn't care that it was impossible." He said, the momentary glimpse into Jack's being had given him a flash into his thoughts at the time.

Hiccup managed a weak smile. "Jack always excelled at the impossible. He managed to defeat the shadow breathing, black dragon where all his species had failed. He came back to life, even after he was dead. He managed to find a way to fly backwards, and upside down at the same time- and he made it snow, right in the middle of spring." He smiled, fondly recalling his impossible friend, and slowly built up into a speech as he continued.

"He froze an unfrozen lake, he fought a battle so high we wouldn't even be able to breath, and now he's made Toothless into a human boy. If he do all that, to save us... then we can save him." Hiccup told the two of them, determination to help his friend growing.

"But, we're not impossible." Toothless muttered.
"Is this the same dragon who single handedly defeated a dragon a gazillion times his size, and managed to fit no less than nineteen fish in his mouth? If that's not impossible, I don't now what is." He smiled at Toothless, his buddy's head was now held high with pride, as he grinned, grateful for his rider's encouragement.

"We can do this." Hiccup continued, as his mother watched, with great pride in her eyes. He was no longer the little boy who'd trembled at the very mention of dragons... he was all grown up.
"We just need a ride." He finished.

Toothless nodded, agreeably, scrambling up, tripping over his legs as he did so. Both dragon riders turned to him, expectantly. He squinted, jaw tense, in what had to be intense concentration.

Time passed, nothing happened. He turned worried eyes to Hiccup.
"Can't do it." He whined.

What? Hiccup's blood turned cold. If Toothless couldn't turn back into a dragon, they had no way out. They were trapped here on this island. They couldn't save Jack, or do anything.

They were stuck.