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Previously on Chasing You,

"Well, it runs in the family…"

Though, the man seemed familiar…

"RJ!?"

Chapter 4

"For all this time, your racing teacher is my Norse Mythology teacher!?" yelled Hiccup to the unsurprised Toothless who looked back at his former racing teacher.

"You still teach NM?" the teacher just shrugged his shoulder, making the white cat with green and blue eyes stumble a little and meow in protest.

"The third book of the story is still haven't found yet. So yeah, I'm still am"

"Now stop ignoring me here," still yelling Hiccup as he waved his arms frantically and turned to his older brother. "You didn't tell me about this"

"You didn't even bother to ask"

"I thought he was dead!"

"I'm hurt…"

"Well as you can see, Hiccup, he still isn't"

"But still, you didn't even give a single clue that he was alive"

"W-was…?"

"You didn't even bother about it, Hiccup!" as the brother practically yelled at each other, RJ Ralph stood at the door with his lovely cat, Yuki on his shoulder, staring at the brothers for a good twenty minutes before he opened his mouth again.

"Guy…" the brothers were about to yelled at him 'what' when they saw the look he gave them. For being his students they knew what the looked meant. "What brings you here?"

"Well Hiccup here needs some proper training to race since he said my teaching is horrible"

"It is actually," commented Hiccup, earning a glare from his brother.

"Is not"

"Is too"

"Enough you two," the brother went silent. "Does his driving skills are similar like yours, Hank?"

"No, we're different"

"Good," RJ turned around and walked inside followed by the brothers. "Because I don't want another time of nearly got killed when hitting five cars in a row," he said out loud. Hiccup turned to his brother in confusion who looked away in embarrassment. Not getting an answer, he continued followed his teacher.

Soon enough they arrived at the back door, which seemed to be further than Hiccup expected. Hiccup, being expecting a whole lot of forest when the back door opened, dropped his jaw of what he saw. Just by the large backyard was enough space for training in racing. There was also a road led up the hill into the forest. Tire marks there and here, indicating that the place had been used before and how old the place was.

It was perfect for training.

"Welcome to race training," said RJ as his white cat hopped off from his shoulder and rested on a woven chair. "Starting today until the day where I stop teaching you, I will be your teacher. Not some students that think that can teach like they know it," Toothless looked away in embarrassment. "Henry, get the Corolla back here"

"O-okay…" and with that the Corolla was there, brought by Hiccup who was still in the car when RJ hopped into the passenger seat holding nothing. "Aren't you suppose to write something down to… you know"

"I already know everything so hit the pedal and start this thing," and Hiccup obeyed. After maneuvering around the training area Toothless, sitting on the ground – since the chair was occupied by Yuki – was shocked that Hiccup passed in his beginners practice that day. He was even shocked when Hiccup almost passed the next level's practice without failing, almost.

'So that's why the Corolla went disappeared some night. He went training on his own when my back was turn,' he thought as a small smile appeared on his face. 'He did much better than I am and a very quick learner,' Toothless watched as the Corolla drifted around a long bent, the same style he once did some time ago. 'Very fast learner indeed'

Few hours later Hiccup, Toothless and RJ along with Yuki were in the small modest house, resting after the training. Hiccup was sprawling on the couch, Toothless was on the sofa texting someone, RJ was on his green high back armchair and Yuki was on his lap blissfully sleeping.

"Your driving skills are good enough to give the Terrible Terrors some hard time but not good enough to beat the Hideous Zipplebacks. If you have a proper training within the weeks, I am sure you are ready to face the Monstrous Nightmares," Toothless whistled at that.

"He's that good? Then he's much better than I am," then suddenly Hiccup perked up.

"W-wait, we came here and barged down the door to ask you to train me with my racing skills and didn't even bother about payment. How much are you willing to receive?"

"What's your goal?" RJ's question confused Hiccup.

"W-what do you mean?"

"What is your purpose on becoming a street racer? Is it to woo the ladies? Or is it the prize?" Both Hiccup and Toothless already knew the answer and Hiccup took a deep breath.

"Do you know about the White Charger?"

"Ah yes, the legendary mysterious racer: the White Charger. He was famously known for not showing his face, known for appearing out of nowhere challenging the fastest drivers and won. He was famously known for the roars of the engine of the mighty 1969 Dodge Charger Daytona that echoed through the Mount Dragon Nest. And the wheelie start was a magnificent start to view. How could I have not know about him"

"He's my goal," Hiccup stated firmly, causing a question eyebrow from his teacher. "Since the first time he rolled up the final race ten years ago, I took an interest in him since he showed up out of nowhere and ran off after he crossed the finishing line an hour before the others do. For three years, he had been doing that and still no one has ever beaten him. So that's why I am building a car that can challenge him. Wooing the girls is the second thing and the prize is the third, but racing against White Charger is my main goal. Even after his disappearance I am still going to fulfill my goal no matter what"

After he finished his wisdom speech, Toothless wore a proud smirk on his face over his young determined brother as RJ looked quite surprised, while Yuki kicked her leg in the air, probably chasing a butterfly in her dream. A small smile appeared on RJ's face.

"That's a repayment I am willing to receive," he stated, causing a shock on the brothers' faces. "So tell me," he then added. "How's this car of yours progressing? And what is it?"

"It's a 1969 Chevrolet Stingray we found on the scrap yard," answered Toothless. "For the pass three years we've been gathering parts to restore the car. It's a slow progress but we're getting there"

"So you chose the great '69 Stingray, eh?"

"Yup," the smile on RJ's face widened after Hiccup's reply.

"Would you terribly mind if I help in building your project?"