Guys! I am so sorry for not posting sooner, but I was struck with terrible writers block! Well, I guess it's an occupational hazard. So, here ya go! Also, I was told to give a fish to Francesva. Here you are! *)))-{ ! Enjoy this Viking delicacy while you read! Peace!
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His hair stood strait up on his head, and his hands shook erratically. He, at this point, could be easily mistaken for a mad man, in which some could argue he was. He had not been out of the shed, (except for the occasional bathroom break) in three days. Hiccup noticed light shining through the window, and figured that his three days was up.
"oh trout... work... Crap! I've got work!" he shouted to no one in particular as the realization hit him. He quickly adjusted his prosthetic until it was a little less uncomfortable, and crammed his good foot into his boot, before running out the door. He was just one piece away from finishing his project. Just a few more tweaks, and Astrid would forgive him. Just a little more...
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Toothless curled up at Fishlegs' feet and purred softly, explaining to the large boy that his own rider was too busy for him.
"You hungry?" Fishlegs asked, completely misunderstanding the dragons crooning.
"mmmeeerrrppp..."
"no, that's okay. I'm for once not hungry either."
He stroked the dragon's back, and flipped through the new, re-made, dragon manual, written by Hiccup himself. He had given Fishlegs it for his birthday a few months ago.
"where's Hiccup? I haven't seen him in forever."
"gggrooopp!" Toothless gurgled in response.
"oh, I get it now. You're mad at Hiccup, aren't you?"
"nnnneeeebbhhh!"
"well, you know, him and Astrid have been fighting and whatever. He's probably just distracted."
"ttttuuuubbbbjjjj..."
"you reolise, I don't speak dragonise, right?"
"ggghhhheeerr..."
"yeah, yeah."
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Hiccup ran through the street, and into the forge.
"Gobber!"
"hm? Oh, finally thunk to showed up, eh?"
"yeah, but... I've lost Toothless!"
"what?"
".Toothless.! I haven't seen him all day!"
"alright, calm yerself dow'. How long's it been since ye seen 'im?"
"um... three days?"
"and, how long ave ye been out o' work?"
"three days."
"and how long'v you been locked up in at ol' shed o' yours?"
"how did you know about that?"
"Yer father has been all kinsa worried! He came in here askin' me what to do wit' ya!"
"oh, well... can I-"
"go search fer yer dragon, and make at up to Astrid while yer at it! I don't want to be hearin any more complaints from yer father!"
"Thank you Gobber! You're the best!"
"I know..."
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Astrid took a ax, and through it hard at a tree, causing it to tremble and crack. She hadn't heard from Hiccup in three days! Three days! Was he ignoring her? Was he avoiding her? Was he just that stupid? She would have forgiven him the second day! Men baffled her.
"Toothless!"
The shout rang down the street. She looked over her shoulder, and saw Hiccup, shouting in every alley for his dragon. Toothless hadn't been around in the three days either. She had just assumed that he was with Hiccup, but maybe she had been wrong. But, she wouldn't help him. She had to teach him a lesson.
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There you have it! Sorry if that was a little short, but like I said, writers block. Major. So, how about we play a game? This time, our game will be called, " the 'Will Astrid help Hiccup find Toothless game',"game. There are no right or wrong answers, so send them in! Thanks for your participation in the other games, and reading this far! Peace! R&R!