Hi, guys! I'm sorry it's been so long since the last update, crazy things have been going on.
Mariah-Well, you'll just have to wait and see. I figure they'll start getting protective once it starts getting a little more dangerous. So, like what would be almost the end of the first movie, during RTTE and the second movie.
We watched as the dragon walked to a tree and hung upside down. He seemed to fall asleep, while Hiccup and I sketched in the sand. As something breathed on my neck, I gasped lightly and looked over at Hiccup, his green eyes wide with what seemed to be worry.
Hiccup nodded for me to keep sketching and mouthed "Dragon,"
The dragon walked in front of me and walked off. A moment later, he reappeared with an entire sapling, drawing lines in the sand. He rushed here and there, making his haphazard lines in every direction. Finally, the Night Fury dropped the tree and inspected his work. He seemed pleased.
Hiccup and I stood and took in the sprawling scribble, amazed by it. Hiccup accidentally stepped onto one of the lines, eliciting a growl from the dragon. He stepped on it again and the dragon hissed.
"You have to not step on the lines!" I whisper hissed, realizing how sensitive the dragon was. Hiccup stepped carefully between the lines, turning round and round until he bumped into the dragon. Toothless snorted. Once again, they were face to face. I sucked in a sharp breath as Hiccup extended his hand. The dragon hesitated as Hiccup turned his head away and closed his eyes. To both of our amazement, the Night Fury bridged the gap and pressed his muzzle against Hiccup's hand.
In a flash, the dragon is gone, leaving both of us astounded. Hiccup fell to the ground and I let out a big breath of air.
"Why did you do that? He could've eaten you!" I yelped, walking over and hitting him beside the head.
Hiccup smiled, getting to his feet. "I thought he was for a second. We should probably get back to the village.
After the campfire with Gobber and the other recruits, Hiccup and I stood in the back of the stalls. He lit a candle and laid his sketchbook on the desk, opening it to my drawing of the Night Fury. With his normal look of determination, he picked up a pencil and re-drew the missing tail.
"You're going to make him a new tail?" I asked, looking from the drawing to Hiccup. "How are we going to do it?"
Hiccup shook his head. "I don't know yet. I don't know."
The stone forge glowed with every pump. Tongs pulled intricate iron pieces from the coals. Hiccup dropped them onto the anvil, twisting, lightly hammering them, and then he dunked them in a barrel. I carried the pieces to Hiccup's workbench and laid them out in place on a schematic we drew up.
At dawn the next morning, we arrived in the cove, straining under the weight of the full basket. The dragon approached up, sniffing us.
"Hey, Toothless. We brought breakfast. I hope your hungry." We dropped the basket and Hiccup kicked it over. Lots and lots of fish spill out.
"Okay, that's disgusting." I remarked. Toothless approached the basket and settled in to devour the feast.
With the dragon distracted, I sat down to watch him and Hiccup unwrapped his prosthetic fin and opened it. I watched the dragon as he devoured the fish and took out my sketchbook. I started drawing sketched of Toothless.
Suddenly, Toothless' head jutted up and stopped chewing. He tensed, slowly spreading his wings. "Hiccup,"
The dragon bolted, his massive wings snapping and takes to the air, carrying Hiccup with him. "Woah! No! No! Stormi!" Hiccup yelled.
I jumped up and put my hand over my mouth. Seconds later, Hiccup and Toothless both canonball into the pool. I ran over and helped Hiccup to his feet.
"Yeah!" Hiccup whooped. I sighed and closed my eyes.