A/N: Two prompts today, guys! Taking a momentary break from Cruel Fate to make a dent in my list of prompts.
This one comes from Alana-kittychan. It was another one of my brick-to-the-head moments.
Edit: Fixed a problem with Tuffnut's name. What can I say? The "t" and "r" keys are side-by-side.
Never
Sleeping was one of Toothless' favourite pastimes. If you had any brains at all, you wouldn't ever dare disturb his sleep.
For anything.
Especially if he happened to be curled around a certain red-headed viking.
There were a few brave – or perhaps brainless – souls who had attempted such a feat. The first was Stoick. He had been trying to pry Hiccup from the dragon's clutches one morning after the boy had overslept. Toothless had growled and glared at the viking chieftain, even going so far as to hiss at him. Hiccup – who was a relatively heave sleeper anyways – slept right through the whole thing.
The second had been Snotlout, whom the dragon had not been so kind to. The poor boy had been sent to fetch Hiccup at Gobber's request. Toothless had leaped up, roaring the boy's face before trotting off in a huff. The red-headed viking, who had been dumped to the ground, looked around groggily and tried to figure out what had happened and why Snotlout was talking so loud.
Tuffnut was the unlucky third victim. It had been a dare, presented by his sister. And Tuffnut Thorston never turned down a dare. Hiccup and Toothless had been sleeping soundly beneath one of the many evergreen trees in the forest. Tuffnut, not being all that bright, had approached the pair, a feather in hand. Lightly, he brushed the feather behind Toothless' ears, holding his breath all the while.
Great beryl eyes snapped open, pupils dilating in fury and snapping back to look at Tuffnut. Yellow met grey and Tuffnut took off running as fast as he could, screaming – in a very viking-like manner – at the top of his lungs. Toothless shot off the ground, once again dumping the sleeping boy, and drew a great breath...
At least Tuffnut got that scar he'd always wanted.
Hiccup hauled himself off the ground, looking at the dragon. "Okay boy, you've gotta quit doing that or I'm going back to sleeping on a bed like normal vikings."
The dragon turned towards his rider and gave him a wide-eyed, innocent look before nudging at his arm. Hiccup sighed and scratched at Toothless' neck.
That night, Hiccup picked up his modified dragon manual and cracked it open to the first page, scrawling a single sentence.
"Draco dormiens nunquam titilladus."
Never tickle a sleeping dragon.
A/N: I don't think that's quite what she wanted, but I'm happy with it. Those of you who get the reference at the end are made of awesome.
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~Hanyou