The Dragon Boy - Part 7 - Sky Dive
Frostcup fanfic

Authors note: next one! ^^ hope you like it today he finally gets his name ! I can never really think of much to say here haha but I hope you're all enjoying it pleeeeeease leave a review because I just love the so much^^ next chapter will be posted tommorow as always but until then enjoy this one!

Hiccup's heart leapt into his throat as he watched the boy's body shrink below him. What was he thinking?! They were so high up Hiccup was struggling to breathe and the boy had just jumped (no ropes) from Toothless' back. It was so unexpected, Hiccup just froze in horror as they lost sight of the runaway passenger. Toothless was the first to snap out of it, pulling his wings in as he went into a vertical dive. Hiccup flattened himself against his dragon to gain more speed, his heart pounding.

They heard the boy before they saw him, screams bellowed at the top of the lungs alerted them to his presense, but they didn't sound terrified, they sounded... joyful? Hiccup's jaw dropped as they passed through a cloud and finally caught sight of the escapee.

He was sprawled out in the air, at first, letting the wind buoy him up a little. But that wasn't the jaw drop part, this was: he tucked in his arms and legs and rolled forwards, tumbling over and over in the air, before pulling out of it to get caught by the wind again. He leaned left and right, swaying from side to side below them. Then, leaning heavily to one side, he pulled his arms in and entered a vertical spin.

Hiccup could only gape at the bewildering display- he'd seen dragon like Toothless do this kind of stuff on a daily basis, but seeing a boy doing it! It seemed to almost defy physics, but the ease with which the boy did it made it seen completely natural, and through it all he still continued to shout out his joy at the top of his voice.

Pulling himself out of his reverie Hiccup was about to shout to the boy, when he realised something so completely stupid- he didn't even know the boy's name. Time to improvise.
"Hey, white-hair-flippy boy!" Hiccup shouted. Well that just proved it, he sucked at improvisation. Luckily, the boy figured out he was talking to him- how many other white haired boys, nearby, were there? He flipped over onto his back so he was facing the midnight black dragon, folding his arms behind his head casually as if this was all totally normal. He pulled a hand out from behind his head, grinning as he waggled his fingers at his pursuers. Hiccup's jaw dropped a little further.

The boy smirked and laughed at the look on his face as he turned back onto his stomach. Hiccup sighed with relief, finally he was letting them catch up to him... or so he thought.

Suddenly, the boy looked back with a wolfish grin on his face. "Catch me if you can!" he yelled in challenge, streamlining his body as he flew into a dive. Toothless followed suite, copying the boy's movements as he tilted ,right and left, through the sky. A cry of alarm left Hiccup's and Toothless' mouths as they broke through the final cloud layer and saw how close the ground was. Yet still, the boy continued his breakneck dive.

Putting on a final burst of spped, Toothless finally managed to grab the boy's ankle, just meters above the water.
"Are you crazy?!" Hiccup screamed, slightly hysterically, "You could've killed yourself!" The boy somehow managed to angle himself so that Hiccup could see the innocent devil look on his face.
"Why?" he grinned, "Would you miss me?" In response, Hiccup slammed his head into the nearest thing in front of him- which just so happened to be his dragon's head.

Toothless had finally had enough. The moment they reached the academy, he dumped the havoc maker into a nearby snowdrift. Hiccup shouted in alarm, all too aware that he was the same boy who, just hours ago, was lying, half dead and covered in injuries on his dining room table. But he needn't have worried. The boy was in fits of laughter as he lay there in the snow. The other assembled riders just watching him in his hysteria.

"...Sooooo..." Hiccup said, being the first to break the silence and feeling like he should introduce everyone to the new arrival.
"Everyone, this is... erm..." he tailed off as he remembered he didn't actually know his name. Astrid glared at him and looked like she was about to say something about it, until she realised she too didn't know his name. Now thoroughly embarrassed, Hiccup turned to the boy who was now getting up from the snow, still grinning like an idiot.
"Er... what's your name?" he asked, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. The boy shrugged.
"I dunno." Everyone was shocked by this.
"How can you not know, your own, name?" Astrid asked, incredulously.
"Don't have one." he replied, nonplussed.
"What ho-how do you not have a name?" Hiccup asked. The boy hesitated, thinking carefully before he responded.
"I travel around a lot, and live by myself out in the wilderness, so I've never needed one."

An awkward silence, the boy was apparently unaware of, followed.
"...So.." Hiccup said, breaking the silence once more. "...I guess... we could... give you a name?" he suggested.
"If you want." the boy shrugged, looking curious to see what they'd come up with... and so began the great naming game.

The riders suggesting name after ridiculous Viking name to the boy. The boy turning a skeptical eyebrow at each and refusing them all. The names grew increasingly stupid and, eventually, the twins started suggesting gods names.
"Thor?"
"Loki?"
"Odin?", they sniggered. Snotlout joined in,
"How about Freya?"
"That's a girl, Snotlout." Astrid told him, fully aware that he already knew from the smirk on his face.

The boy stood, leaning on the wall of the arena, as he watched the failing name effort. Hiccup, Fishlegs and Astrid weren't coming up with that bad ideas, but Snotlout and the twins were deliberately thinking up of the worst names possible. As he zoned out of the conversation, the boy thought- actually, he did have a name once, when he stayed at an island, a long time ago, they gave him a name... but what was it? He strained to remember.
"Jokul Frosti!" One of the twins shouted out, laughter followed. That was it, the boy remembered.
"That'll do." he spoke up.

Everyone turned and stared at him.
"You can't name yourself after a god!" Astrid told him, "They get mad and curse you and stuff." Fishlegs spoke up.
"I suppose we could change it a little, that way, it wouldn't anger the gods. We could take away a few letters, or remove the vowels, or-"
"Yeah," Snotlout smirked, "we could call him Jck short for Jerk!" Him and Ruffnut laughed.
"What's so bad about Jack?" Tuffnut asked, confused, having misheard him because he wasn't paying attention. Hiccup corrected him.
"No, he didn't say "Jack", he said-"
"Right," the boy broke in, wanting to get on with the day. "My name will be Jack Frost, unless anyone has a problem with that?" he queried. Silence.

"Well, then, Jack Frost it is ." The boy, now called Jack Frost, replied.