I know I'm late I'm sorry please don't kill me D8

Hiccup loved having Fridays off. He could "sleep in" (until 8:30, what a rebel), and then he had the entire day to do what he wanted. For this Friday, however, the fates had decided to make plans for Hiccup. Or at least Toothless did.

It was 10:00 when Hiccup was swallowing his last bite of breakfast and the phone Toothless gave him rang. He swallowed the last of the food in his mouth and hastily answered.

"Hey Hiccup. I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight. There is this really cool night club here in Manhattan that I love and I think it would be fun."

Hiccup nearly stopped breathing after the "go out tonight." Of course his mind went straight to making it sound like a date. He had to remind himself that friends say that too, and if he wasn't going to wreck this friendship then he better not keep messing up like that.

"Uh, Hiccup? You still there?"

That snapped Hiccup out of his daze. He hadn't realized just how long he had been silent.

"Uh, yeah, sure," Hiccup said without really thinking. Then it hit him. "But Toothless, I'm only twenty. I'm not old enough to get into a club, remember?"

"Don't worry, I remember. I also have a plan. Are you doing anything right now?"

"No, I don't have any plans for right now. Why?"

"Good. Go outside, I think you'll see a familiar car waiting for you."

"Well, at least this time I know I'm going to be ambushed outside my building," Hiccup said with a twinge of sarcasm.

"Yeah yeah," Toothless chuckled, "just come on."

Toothless hung up and Hiccup just grabbed his jacket and keys before heading downstairs, practically sprinting to the elevators. He was actually quite excited for today now. On the way down he was having a little bet with himself as to who would be driving the car. He figured it would be Astrid. Since he would be coming willingly the two twins wouldn't be needed.

Sure enough, right outside the building door was a black Lincoln Continental. He opened the door and got in, only to find his guess was wrong. It was actually Toothless driving this time. It took him a couple blocks to get over his surprise, and Toothless said nothing until Hiccup did.

"Well, I never thought I'd see you driving something as lowly as a Lincoln," Hiccup cracked from the back seat.

"Why not? I needed a car you'd recognize for sure and I currently don't have any favours to call in."

"Trust me, I think I would have recognized any car from your garage."

Toothless was about to respond when his phone started to ring. He hesitated a moment but did eventually glance down to see the caller ID.

Expression becoming deadly serious, he turned to Hiccup and said, "I'm sorry Hiccup, I really have to take this. You don't mind do you?"

Hiccup couldn't refuse. Toothless was using his deadly serious expression, that one you just know not to say no to. Not that he would have anyways. If Toothless didn't answer his phone and it was someone important they may realize he is being preoccupied by someone.

"No, of course not. Go ahead."

"Thanks. And do me a favour? Try to be as silent as possible."

Hiccup just nodded. OK, this was officially kind of scary. He even noticed that he had subconsciously started to slow down his breathing a little bit.

When Toothless did pick up, it was the weirdest phone conversation that Hiccup had ever heard. He couldn't hear the person on the other end, and the whole time Toothless didn't say a single word. Just affirmative grunts every now and again. After a few minutes Hiccup gave up trying to eavesdrop whatsoever. He almost sighed in frustration but he remembered what Toothless had said about being quiet at the last minute. He ended up twiddling his thumbs and staring out the window at the blurred view of New York, but then it hit him. What if Toothless was suddenly called somewhere and because he was in the car he would have to go with him? A nervous sweat broke out across his forehead and his legs started shaking. He promised he wouldn't drag Hiccup into anything, didn't he? Well, all Hiccup could do now was wait and see.

Toothless was on the phone the entire way to the warehouse. Hiccup actually felt a sense of relief when he saw it, realizing they were most definitely headed to a familiar destination. The nervous sweat stopped when they turned onto the property, and his legs stopped shaking once they were parked in the massive garage. Toothless had hung up just before they had parked, but Hiccup did not want to be the person to say the first word. What if that phone call had put Toothless in a bad mood? Fortunately he didn't have to wait long for his answer.

"Sorry about that," Toothless started, the smile returning to his face. "Important call. But that should be it for the day. So no more distractions before tonight."

Hiccup wondered what he meant by "before tonight", but he just shrugged it off. But that reminded him.

"Yeah, about tonight. I'm still too young for a club. What exactly is your oh so masterful plan?" Hiccup asked wryly.

"Have a little faith in me," Toothless said, smiling at Hiccup's tone. "Come on. This way."

As they were walking, they passed the mechanic working on the underside of the Bugatti, and something Toothless had said came back into his mind.

"Hey Toothless, if you don't want anyone working with you, why do you have a mechanic hired? And how do you keep this place so clean?" Hiccup asked, wondering about the contradiction.

"Oh, well, technically the mechanic doesn't work for me. He works for a garage that will send mechanics out to people's homes to repair and maintain cars. He's only here once a week or so, and mostly he's quick. Just like the cleaning company I hire."

"But the very first time I came here, with Ruffnut and Tuffnut, he came out of the garage to make sure I was the right person, and actually Ruffnut slapped him," Hiccup responded, confused.

"Really? She slapped him? So THAT'S why he was so mad after that," Toothless said, sounding like this was some great discovery. "But yes, he was working when you were supposed to get here so I just asked him to make sure not to let anyone in unless I approved them. I say it's for the security of the cars."

"So you're the only person who is always here? Seriously? Doesn't it get lonely?"

Toothless let out a sigh before responding, and Hiccup took this momentary lapse to realize they had already climbed the stairs and were in the hallway that led to Toothless' office, among other places he had never seen.

"Sometimes. But that's why I try not to spend much time here. This is mostly just a neutral place to meet people and a storage facility for some of my machinery. Like this," Toothless stated before coming to an abrupt stop in front of one of the doors. While Hiccup couldn't tell which one it was, and he wasn't sure how Toothless could either, he knew it wasn't Toothless' office because it was on the wrong side of the hallway. It actually kind of excited him, getting to see behind another one of the mysterious doors.

Toothless opened the door and walked in, Hiccup right behind him. It was smaller than Toothless' office, most likely about 150 square feet, and all of the walls were perfect white. No other colours, no markings, not even a picture hanging off the wall. Situated in the middle of the room was a fairly large, dark grey machine. Hiccup had no idea what it did as he had never seen anything like it before. There was also a camera and a tripod sitting in one corner.

"Alright, go stand over by the wall near the camera," Toothless said while walking up to the machine and pushing a few buttons. After a few seconds, Hiccup walked where he was told to and waited.

Toothless came over and picked up the camera.

"Alright, say cheese."

He snapped the picture before Hiccup could even react, but Toothless was already smiling at it on the digital screen, so he assumed it was fine. He kept quiet as Toothless plugged the camera into the machine and started typing on the other side. Walking around Hiccup discovered there was a computer attached on the side that he hadn't seen. He couldn't quite see the screen from his angle, but he didn't think anything of it. He glanced around the room, looking for something to do while he waited for Toothless, but there really was nothing. The walls were all the same shade of white, there was also nothing on the back wall that Hiccup hadn't seen before, there were no windows, and the only furniture was what Hiccup had already seen. He ended up just leaning in a little closer to the machine to try and figure out just what exactly it did.

He kind of wanted to touch it, but it suddenly started to whirr and it took some effort to hold back his very manly scream. Toothless stood up from the computer and walked up to the side of the machine that had a little door on it.

"Hey Hiccup, come here and watch this."

Hiccup obeyed, standing right next to Toothless (the arm brush may or may not have been intentional). They stood there in silence for about thirty seconds. Hiccup was about to ask what they were looking at, but the machine ding beat him to it.

Toothless opened the door and pulled out a small rectangle of plastic. Hiccup gave him a confused look before he got a closer look at it. It was an exact replica of a New York state drivers licence. His eyes scanned the newly formed counterfeit identification and noticed only two differences from his real one: his address had moved to the upper east side, and his birthday was now two years before his actual one.

"Looks good doesn't it?" Toothless asked. "Just don't forget to sign it." Toothless clearly wasn't even trying to hide the smile on his face.

Hiccup still had a few questions buzzing through his mind.

"So, you have a machine in its own room just to make fake IDs?"

"It can make a few other things too." Toothless semi-defended.

"Ok, whatever. But what's with the new address?"

"Oh, I figured that it would be best to associate you as little as possible with your father just in case."

"I guess that's clever. But where is this place?"

"It's my condo."

Hiccup was about to respond but he was interrupted by the machine dinging again. He hadn't even noticed that it was still running. Toothless opened the door again and immediately pocketed the other piece of plastic.

"Uh, Toothless?" Hiccup asked.

"It's just an extra copy, just in case," Toothless said with a smile. Hiccup dropped it there, he had no reason not to believe him.

Hiccup inspected the drivers licence once more before Toothless announced that he wanted to head back to Manhattan. There was nothing left that he needed to do in the warehouse and he didn't really like being there more than necessary.

They walked back to the garage together, but Hiccup stopped once he got inside. He was ready to head to the Lincoln, but Toothless hung a right and started walking the other direction.

Hiccup jogged to catch up with him and they stopped next to a passcode sealed box. It was a big grey square, approximately 60 centimetres wide and tall and about 7 centimetres deep.

"Uh, Toothless, what is this?" Hiccup asked, a little confused as to what was going on.

Toothless didn't answer, but instead entered the passcode. Hiccup courteously averted his eyes even though Toothless had made no attempt to hide the buttons he was pressing.

When he heard the ding Hiccup figured it was safe to look again, and sure enough the door was open. Inside had to be about 2 dozen sets of keys.

Hiccup was interrupted from his observing when Toothless finally said something.

"Pick one."

"Sorry?"

"Pick a key Hiccup," Toothless said with a smile.

Hiccup walked up to the box. They all looked pretty much exactly the same. Hiccup figured these were all the keys for all the cars in the garage, but they didn't even have the car manufacturer's logo on any of them. Maybe Toothless had generic copies made for security.

Hiccup picked a key and shut the box's door afterwards. Toothless, still smiling for some reason, grabbed Hiccup's wrist and said, "Come on."

They walked to the centre of the garage, where there was a painted dot on the ground Hiccup had never noticed before. When they got there, Toothless told Hiccup to hit the lock button on the fob, and Hiccup obliged. When he did they both instantly turned to see where the beep was coming from.

Hiccup didn't notice which car it was, but clearly Toothless did. Once again Toothless grabbed Hiccup's wrist (not that he was complaining or anything) and dragged him over to the Bugatti. Sure enough, when Hiccup pushed the unlock button this time, the car's lights turned on and there was a small clicking sound of doors unlocking. Looking around, Hiccup saw the mechanic was gone.

"Alright, nice choice Hiccup. Let's go!" Toothless said before heading over to the passenger side of the car. This confused Hiccup.

"Oh, is it a right side drive?" Hiccup asked, not sure of why else Toothless would go to that side. He definitely wasn't prepared for what Toothless said next.

"What? Oh, no. You're driving."

Hiccup actually fell over. He didn't know how or why, but he did. Toothless instantly ran over and knelt beside him, asking if he was ok, but Hiccup just waved him off.

"I'm fine. But why am I driving?"

"Because why not?" Toothless stated with that same amazing smile. Yup, looked even more amazing up close Hiccup thought to himself.

"Well, can't argue with that logic," Hiccup responded as he got up and walked to the driver's seat. When they both got into the car, Hiccup buckled up and put the key in the ignition.

The sound of the Bugatti's engine coming to life was nothing like Hiccup had ever heard before. It sounded so powerful it almost scared him. It almost scared him as much as the thought of what would happen if he accidentally crashed the car while driving it. Finally, however, with Toothless' silent encouragement of smiles and nods, Hiccup gathered the courage, put the car in gear, and slowly started forward.

And how nervous would you be driving a multi million dollar car owned by someone else? XD

Next chapter: On or before November 11

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