A little PWP thing based on some fanart by nagareboshi22 and pooka-spirit on tumblr.
Like, nothing really happens here, but I thought it was cute. They're supposed to be little kids in this, around elementary school-age (so...5-12 years, somewhere around there, thank you TacoNightFury for bringing this to my attention!) Please enjoy whatever this is!
Happy Halloween everyone!
"Daaaaad, come oooooon!"
North laughed, "Patience now, Jackson, I am almost finished helping with Emma's costume."
Jack sighed loudly and flopped onto the couch, legs kicking impatiently in the air. He was supposed to meet up with Hiccup at his house so they could go trick-or-treating together. They both decided to coordinate their costumes after watching 'The Nightmare Before Christmas' last week, and Jack was really excited to see how his best friend's costume came out.
Jack, of course, was dressed up as the infamous Jack Skellington. His face was painted to look like a skull and North had helped Jack dye his hair white. Jack didn't know how he felt about wearing a suit, but North had convinced him to wear it.
"For accuracy!" his foster father claimed...whatever that meant. But in the end, Jack decided he looked pretty cool, and accepted the stuffy pinstriped suit with a matching bat bowtie.
His little sister, Emma, was a little scared to watch the movie at first, but she was delighted when she saw Jack Skellington's ghostly dog pop out of his grave. So she had begged North to help her dress up as Zero.
Jack had a pretty good idea who Hiccup was going to be, and Jack only became more impatient.
"Daaaaad!" he whined again.
North's booming laugh echoed through the house again, but it got increasingly louder as the man came down the hall, carrying Emma in his arms, her face painted white and a red rubber nose was placed firmly on her real one. She had come up with the idea to have her hair done up in pigtails to resemble the dog's ears. She was very proud of them.
Their father had donned a long black cape and was wearing plastic fangs with fake blood dripping down the sides of his mouth.
"Ready to go see Hiccup?" asked North, his usual jolly grin now a looking a bit off-putting with the fangs.
Jack nearly leapt off the couch, "Yeah!"
"Jack, slow down boy!" his father was trying to be stern, but his laugh was poorly concealed.
"But I wanna get to Hiccup's house!" the boy argued, "Dad, come on! Don't be so slow!" He merely received another laugh, but Jack noticed North picking up the pace.
The entire neighborhood was dolled up with pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns and bright lights and spooky ghosts and bats hanging anywhere and everywhere. A few houses were even blasting music and spine-tingling moans of zombies and ghouls.
The trio arrived at the Haddocks in record time. Jack's big blue eyes widened.
Large, plastic jack-o-lanterns lined the walkway, skeletons and ghosts were spread out across the lawn, and orange lights were strung up all along the roof and wrapped around the porch. In the window, Jack spotted three pumpkins carved in the likeness of the house's inhabitants. The biggest one had Stoick's face, the smallest one had Hiccup's and the one next to it had black ears stuck on it, with a black tail wrapped around it's base. The only thing lit up on that one were it's eyes.
Jack thought it caught Toothless's essence perfectly.
"Jack, aren't you going to knock?"
The boy quickly looked away from the decorations and knocked excitedly on the door.
They heard a faint 'just a minute!' before the heavy footsteps of Hiccup's father was heard. The door swung open to reveal the large bearded man. He was painted all gray and was wearing a pair of large curled gray horns on his head and large gray wings were sticking out his back.
"Nicholas!" Stoick greeted amiably, "Jackson! You're looking quite scary tonight!"
Jack puffed out his chest, "You bet I am! I'm the Pumpkin King!"
Stoick laughed, his wings shaking with his shoulders, "And Emma!" he said. He knelt down and looked at the white sheet covering the girl's form, his voice notably softer to avoid scaring the young girl, "You're a ghost, are ya?"
She nodded energetically, "I'm Zero!" She tugged at her pigtails, "See? It's his ears!"
Stoick nodded approvingly, "Very nice, Emma!" He stood up again and turned back into the house, "Hiccup!" he shouted, "Yer friends are here!"
"Coming!" They heard the young boy swiftly quickly leaving his room, a loud meow was heard behind the door, "I'm sorry, Toothless, but you can't come with me!" He quickly padded down the stairs, being careful with his leg. He ran straight for the door, excited to see who jack's costume came out, "Hi Jack! Hi Emma! Hi Mr. North!"
"Wow Hiccup!" Jack gasped, "You look great!"
As he thought, Hiccup had dressed up as Sally.
He wore a long, tattered tunic, with patches of different fabric and patterns. Black stitches were painted sporadically along the boy's freckled neck, arms and legs. His hair was a darker shade of red and he had painted stitches coming out the sides of his mouth. And despite the chilliness of the evening, Hiccup had worn shorts to show that the boy had painted parts of his arms and right leg a different color and let his prosthetic show out in the open.
The little brunet flushed, "Really? You think so?"
"Yeah! Oh!" Jack turned around and struck a pose, "What do you think? I look pretty cool too, huh?"
Hiccup nodded, "Uh huh!"
"Alright now, son," Stoick knelt down again, patting Hiccup's hair, "I want you to stay close to Mr. North, and make sure he can see you, alright?"
"I will."
"You got your bag?"
Hiccup nodded, holding up a bright orange bag with the face of a jack-o-lantern scribbled on in black marker. Stoick patted his son's hair again and stood up.
"Be home before it gets too late and listen to Mr. North."
"Okay," he sighed, "Can we go now?"
"Yeah, can we, can we?" the two boys started to bounce impatiently. The two men laughed boisterously.
"Do not worry, my friend, I will have Hiccup back before ten, as promised."
"Thank you, Nicholas," Stoick looked at the children, "You all be safe now."
"We will!" they chorused.
A good two hours later, the two boys' arms were just about ready to give out, their bags heavy with their spoils and Emma was beginning to nod off in North's arms.
Thankfully, they finished making their rounds in the neighborhood and had gone back to Hiccup's house, having planned for Jack to sleep over. North dropped them off with a large backpack of spare clothes and other basic supplies and bid them all good night. The boys sped upstairs to Hiccup's bedroom, ready to eat all the candy they could handle.
Unfortunately, Stoick had stopped them at the top of the stairs. He had pointed to the bathroom, wordlessly telling them to wash up before engorging themselves on chocolate and lollipops.
After reluctantly cleaning off all their hard work, Stoick had helped them build a large blanket fort in Hiccup's room and left them with three rules: No staying up past eleven, to brush their teeth before bed, and two pieces of candy tonight, and the rest for tomorrow.
Of course, they followed the first two and broke the third. But it was only one extra piece, Jack had split a chocolate bar and gave the other half to Hiccup.
They both promised to keep that little secret to themselves.