The Dragon Boy - Part 6 - He's Awake
Frostcup

Authors note: hey! New chapter! ^^ hope you like it- this is the bit where it gets really interesting :-D pleeeease let me know what you think and above all else enjoy^^ next chapter up tommorow (run out of things to say so that's all for now^^) enjoy the update!

Gobber had almost reached the Chief's hut, Astrid by his side, when they heard strange noises from within. Astrid was there because Hiccup and Toothless were late for dragon training at the academy- really late. On the way there, Gobber had been filling her in on the events of last night, when the noises interrupted them.
"What is that boy and his dragon up to now?" he wondered as he recognised Hiccup's voice.
"I have no idea." Astrid replied. As they reached the door of the hut, the noises grew louder.
"Ow!- No, stop it!... look- ow- you need to stay (bang) still! (stomp) Come on you need to get... back... down... on the (thump)." That was Hiccup, but intermitten with his speech was a series of muffled grunts and other strange noises. Astrid and Gobber exchanged baffled looks and opened the door to see Hiccup wrestling with a white haired boy, struggling to keep him on the the dining table. Toothless was watching from a corner, snickering softly to himself.

At their sudden appearance, everyone froze and looked at them. Hiccup turning beet red with a comical expression on his face, his mouth flapping open and closed like a fish's.

The boy on the table took advantage of his captors distraction and somehow managed to take off Hiccup's leg- the metal one- causing Hiccup to land heavily on the floor. The boy stood victoriously on the table, grinning as he held up the leg.
"Hey! Come on, give it back!" Hiccup complained as he lunged for it. The boy just jumped off the table, laughing as he waved it tauntingly at the one legged boy. Hiccup hobbled after him, but every time he came close, the boy just danced away from him. Howling with laughter, as Hiccup fell on his face several times. They skipped and hopped round the room again and again, as Hiccup failed miserably at getting his leg back. Toothless joined the boy's laughter, enjoying the early morning entertainment.

Eventually, Astrid got over her shock, and snatched Hiccup's leg from the boy's grip.
"Hey!" he protested. She tossed it back to Hiccup, who was crumpled on the floor.
"Thanks." he muttered.
"Spoilsport." The boy mummered at her.
"Well... since that's over, better get on with doing what I came here to do." Gobber stated, not quite sure what to make of what had just happened. He forced the boy into sitting on the table, pulling his arm out to examine it, only to have it pulled out his grasp with a reproachful glare.
"Now look here!" Gobber told him irritably, "I'm gonna be doing this whether you like it or not, so the sooner you stop struggling, the sooner you'll be done." Still glaring at him, the boy let Gobber look the wounds over.

As Gobber made his examinations, Astrid went to sit with Hiccup. A look from her prompted Hiccup to explain.
"I woke up when a heap of snow landed on my neck." he began. "Toothless had dumped a bucket full of the stuff all over him." he said, gestured the boy who glared steadily at Gobber as he checked his chest wound, wincing slightly as he retightened the bandage. "Thor only knows why, but the next thing I know he's sitting there, trying to get up and off the bed. Gobber said he needed to stay in bed and I didn't want him to hurt himself." he continued.
"So you decided to take the subtle approach and wrestle him back onto the table." Astrid reasoned, enjoying the mortified look that followed.
"No! I didn't- I just... he... I was. Oh, shut up." he stuttered as Astrid tried in vain to conceal her amusement. Toothless didn't even try to hide his, bursting out with his funny reptilian laughter.
"Oh and a big help you were Mr Unholy-offspring-of-lightning-and-death-itself!" he complained, voice laced with sarcasm. Toothless just shook the comment off.

"Right, well you seem to be healing up nicely. Normally I'd recommend a few more days in bed..." Gobber reported, the boy's scowl darkened. "But you seem to be moving fairly easily, so you're alright to walk around. Don't go pushing yourself, though, you're not healed yet. You should stay here on Berk until you're fit to travel, but not to worry. We've got plenty to do around here, there's fishing, farming, and I'm sure Hiccup here would love to show you the academy. Anyways, I'm off. Got a Nadder with a tooth cavity to deal with. Well, I'll be seeing ya" he rambled and then, just like that, he was gone. Humming his working song as went.

The kid looked annoyed at being grounded on the island, but didn't argue, and after Gobber left, he rounded on Hiccup.
"Academy." he repeated, saying it in the same way he would "Dung pile" or "Rotten meat".
"Dragon training academy." Hiccup added. He looked even more disgusted with that idea.
"What do you mean, dragon training?" He said, suspiciously, like he expected it involved some kind of painful, brain operation.
"We befriend the dragons and teach them to help us catch fish, rather than steal them." Hiccup reassured him. The dark look disappeared only to be replaced with one of curiosity.
"If you want, Toothless and I could fly you over there?" Hiccup offered.

At the word "fly" his eyes lit up and a broad grin spread across his face. He hopped down from the table.
"What are we waiting for, then, let's go!" he said excitably, before Astrid grabbed his sweater, holding him back.
"Hold up. You can't go out in that." she pointed out, gesturing his tattered clothes. He looked down at them distastefully.
"I'll see if I've got anything you can borrow." Hiccup offered. Neither of them looked happy about that, the boy even more so when he saw Hiccup's wardrobe.
"No way am I wearing these." he refused.
"Well unless you want to try something of my dads..." Hiccup said, gesturing a collection of clothes five times as big as either of the them. The boy's shoulders slumped in defeat.

Eventually, the boy left the house, dressed his new outfit. Astrid struggling to contain a laugh.
"Well, it's certainly slimming." she said, trying to keep a straight face.
"Are you kidding?" The boy asked, turning side on. "If I stand still long enough you'd loose sight of me." Astrid laughed as Hiccup walked up to them.
"Right, then." he said, "Are we go-" He paused as he saw the kid was already seated on Toothless, both boy and dragon looked down impatiently at Hiccup. A glint of excitement in the crystal blue eyes. "-ing." Hiccup finished, rolling his eyes before climbing on. "Now, it might be a little scary at first, so you might wanna hold on tight and ..."

Toothless soon tired of all the pre-flight talking and launched off before Hiccup had finished speaking; so that Hiccup's final words turned into a cry of alarm, and the boy's look of boredom turned into one of glee. Hiccup's shout mingled with the boy's whoop. Suddenly, Hiccup looked back with a start, not feeling the boy's arms gripping his waist. He was surprised by what he saw, the boy was throwing his arms out into the wind as he crowed in delight, heedless of the height and speed they were travelling at.

Eventually the boy's whooping died down a little, enough to shout out a challenge to Hiccup.
"Come on! Doesn't this thing go any faster?" he taunted, a mischievous glint growing in his eyes.
"Oh, you want speed?" Hiccup asked, playing along.
"I want speed, and I want tricks- and I want 'em now." He demanded.
"Alright, Toothless, let's show him what we can do." He said before whispering down to his friend. "Nothing too much, bud, it's only his first flight." So, Toothless performed his first trick of the day: a slow 360 degree turn.
"Is that it?" The boy moaned, audibly disappointed. "Come on Night Fury," he called down at his mount, "Are you a glider or a flyer?" Toothless growled angrily in response, but kept doing as Hiccup asked performing slow, basic aerial tricks.
"Okay, then..." The boy said, a smirk spreading across his face. "...looks like you're just a little blackbird."

At that Toothless' eyes widened with indignity and threw he himself wholeheartedly into a vertical dive.

Hiccup, who wasn't expecting it, was almost blown out the saddle. Once again, his cry of fear joined with a shout of joy. Toothless pulled out of the dive at the last minute, skimming the sea. The boy reached out to catch the spray, laughing when the droplets landed on his face. Then, Toothless flew up and back into a backwards roll, into a loop the loop, then a high speed spin, then a steep climb, then a...

They continued like that for a while, trick after complex trick, slowly leading them to their destination, which suddenly loomed in the distance. An old arena, which a sign declared as "Berk Dragon Training Academy".
"Here we are." Hiccup called to his passenger.
"Aw, come on... Once up to that bird and back?!" He requested, pointing to a considerably high black speck above them. Toothless nodded excitably, before Hiccup calmed him down.
"No, were going to the academy. We're already late." He decided and Toothless obeyed.

The boy pouted, until an idea hit him.
"You afraid of that little bunch of feathers, Toothless?" he smirked. Toothless growled, but kept on course. "Toothless is scared of a birdy! Toothless is scared of a birdy!" he repeated in a sing song voice. That did it.

Suddenly, Toothless was firing straight up into the air, so fast the rocks shrank to specks in seconds. It took a good minute to reach the high flying bird, by which time Toothless was panting and Hiccup was wheezing from a panic attack and low oxygen.
"Alright, this is high enough." The boy announced, standing up in the saddle. "What is he doing?" Hiccup thought, "He could fall!"

Grinning like a madman, the boy crouched and sprang off Toothless' back. His cry of "See ya!" fading to nothingness, as he freefell towards the ground.