A/n: Here's an idea from a guest. I've got loads of suggestions recently, so thanks! I'm getting onto all off TNT's next (they all sound really fun - it's a good thing I have lots of writing time tomorrow!), then Emerald has been Cumberbatched's, then a few from my friends. So, lots of new chapters!
Toothless bounced slightly, staring impatiently at the sleeping Viking in the bed in front of him. Today, he had a great plan, involving Hiccup, his new tail, and a nice dragon that didn't live too far from here.
If only the useless human would just wake up.
Toothless thought it was highly inconsiderate of Hiccup to choose today, of all days, to sleep in. Sure, he had no duties to be getting on with, and sure, Toothless hadn't technically told him that he had plans, not quite yet, at least, but still: very rude. 'Come on...' Toothless muttered, barely containing his desire to just rip the sheets off Hiccup's bed and wake the chief that way. He would've used that method ages ago, if not for its unfortunate side effect of making Hiccup very grumpy. That just wouldn't do; today was going to be fun.
Finally, Toothless snapped. He took one last look at his rider to check that he wasn't stirring - he wasn't - then leapt out of the window. I'll just wake him like this. Toothless thought determinedly, rearing up and stretching his legs out. He brought them down on the roof, banging on it hard enough to rattle the entire house. That ought to get his attention. Toothless decided, giving the roof one last hit for good measure.
The sleepy mumble of "coming..." from inside the house revealed the success of Toothless's plan. The dragon stayed on the roof as he waited for Hiccup to emerge from the house, listening out for the tell-tale signs of Hiccup's morning routine. It wasn't long later that the Viking emerged, flight suit on and still stumbling slightly from a lack of awareness.
'About time.' Toothless complained as Hiccup shivered slightly in the chilly morning air.
'What do you want then, Mr Bossy?' Hiccup reverted to the old nickname, looking at his dragon with equal parts curiosity and irritation. Not Toothless's intended mood for him that morning, but it would have to do.
'We're going flying!' he announced proudly, waving his tail in Hiccup's face to demonstrate the point. Hiccup moved to climb on his back and click his prosthetic into place, but Toothless jumped out of his way to stop him. 'No,' he revealed happily, 'I'm controlling the tail today.'
'Really getting into the new tail, huh?' Hiccup noted smugly. Toothless decided to forgive Hiccup's statement, not wanting to ruin the good mood.
'Let's go!' Toothless demanded impatiently, getting underneath Hiccup and shoving him onto his back. He took off before Hiccup could even register what was going on properly, eyes narrowed as he shot across the sky.
'Where are we going?' Hiccup asked, squinting into the fog gathering over the ocean. Toothless just slapped him with his ears, getting him to stop talking.
By now the two had been travelling for about two hours, and it had been an hour since Hiccup had seen an island he recognised. He wasn't worried about the destination, exactly, but he was curious.
'We're here!' Toothless announced randomly. Hiccup frowned; from what he could tell, here was the middle of nowhere.
'Where?' Hiccup demanded, peering over Toothless to look at the calm waters below. 'I don't see anything - ah.'
Out of the water, something was emerging. It was just a dark mark in the ocean, but it was large enough to be creating large waves of ripples as it surfaced. 'What is it?' Hiccup asked.
'My friend!' Toothless explained cryptically, watching as the creature - probably a dragon, based on its looks and connection to Toothless - completed its ascent.
"Hello Toothless." Hiccup was surprised to note that the dragon - he could see now that it certainly was one; it resembled a bewilderbeast slightly, though was smaller and had more prominent wings and snake-like features - could speak Norse. "Who've you brought?"
'This is my friend: Hiccup!' Toothless revealed, smiling at his friend. Five years and he hadn't changed a bit.
"So... who's the dragon?" Hiccup asked, slightly bewildered at the Norse-speaking creature.
'I told you! He's a friend!' Toothless said again, giving no more insights.
"Well, it's nice to meet you," Hiccup said politely, holding a hand out in a silent request to jump onto the dragon's back. He nodded slightly, bowing his head to let Hiccup climb on.
The rest of the day was filled with the two old friends catching up, and Hiccup getting to know the sea-dragon. Toothless's friend - he claimed to not really care for a name - was a type of dragon that lived only in the sea. Him and Toothless had met a while ago, when the Green Death still commanded most dragons in the area and Toothless still had his original tail.
"Well," Hiccup said, clambering back onto Toothless's back in preparation to leave, "It was nice meeting you."
"Likewise," Toothless's friend spoke calmly, "Any friend of Toothless's is a friend of mine."
Hiccup smiled as they left, waving goodbye to the dragon as he slipped back under the water. 'That was nice,' he told Toothless happily, 'We should meet your friends more often.'