"Sometimes, I swear, I made you up just to hurt myself..."
Not knowing what else to do, Hiccup collapsed to the floor, crossing his legs in front of him and dropping his head into his hands with a gut wrenching sob, unable to tone down the noise or tame his features into something remotely decent looking. He simply sat and cried, not caring who heard or who saw.
Slow, heavy movements startled him into jumping, jerking his head up and looking around to see who had caught him, hand flying to his face to wipe the snot from beneath his nose. The giant, Monstrous Nightmare that hated him so much was moving across the barn. She was slowly dragging her tail and wings across the floor, circling around him blindly, once again taking deep inhales to understand where he was and what he was feeling.
Terror pricked at his heart when he realized he didn't have on of the twins here to keep the unstable creature from attacking him again. He tensed when the beast settled on her belly behind him, tucking her legs beneath her and folding her wings on her back, slowly twisting her neck and head to face him calmly. He stared for a moment, unsure of what to do now that the thing had decided to nest behind him for a bit, when her spiked tail lightly thumped against his leg.
He did a quick double take between the appendage and the lizard's face, watching for signs of upset, not really sure of how to talk to a dragon with no eyes to belay its emotions. The tail tapped him again, the spikes catching on his clothing and pulling it towards her. Slowly he took the advice and crawled towards her, falling into her side when he reached it, feeling the strong tail coil around his lower body as he curled into her radiating warmth. Tears rolled down his cheeks again, his mouth trembling as he tried to hold it back, burying his face in the smooth scales and balling his fist on her side.
"He-he's such a fucking je-jerk!" The dragon nudged him with her snout, moving him closer to her belly and nuzzling through his hair with quiet murrs and coos. The thin, yellow membrane of her wing came down over him, shielding him from the open door of the barn and the world of prying eyes. He let his body do what it wanted then, he broke down and cried once more, latching onto a single, incoherent phrase as his mind lost itself to the angry sorrow, "He's such a jerk...!"