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Warning: This chapter does contain names that should never be used on anyone. There is also a bit of fluff.

I'm Pretty Sure That Is Not How You Fly

I scream when Gobber bursts through my room and shouts my name. I roll out of bed, taking the blanket and pillow with me. My limbs are aching, and I can hardly catch myself before I face-plant on the floor. I glare at Gobber as he walks over to me, the widest grin on his face. Oh why can't he let me sleep in a little longer? I am still exhausted from the long walk back from Black Heart Bay.

"Morning Hali!" he exclaims gleefully. His cheerful exclamation shocks me. How can he be at full energy? Especially after that long walk to and from Black Heart Bay.

I groan. Well, I know that I am not at full energy. "Why can't I sleep in just a little longer?" I toss the blanket and pillow with a miserable aim towards my bed.

"You can go to sleep once I'm done. I had to let you know that I will be going on a fishing trip today and I won't be back until tonight. The test is canceled so you guys have a free day. Enjoy yourself." With that, he walks out. I shoot up, my lack of energy forgotten. This means I have the forge to myself! I can work on that tail fin for Toothless.

Toothless.

I told Toothless I would come back last night. He's probably worried sick. But, he can wait just a couple more hours, right? I hope so. I jump onto my feet and race down the stairs, not bothering to eat anything, considering I wasn't hungry. I may have tripped a couple times on the stairs.

I swing the door open only to be hit in the face by something I couldn't identify. I hear someone laughing as I fall to the floor. My guess is Snotlout. I glare at her as she leaves the house. While she isn't looking, I can't resist so I flip her off.

I slowly stand up, my eye stinging from the punch. Well, that will leave a mark, I think as I walk out of my house. And a very worried Toothless. I head to the forge as quickly as I can and pull out the drawings I have of Toothless. Most of them are memory drawn. I have a very detailed drawing of Toothless's tail fin.

I get to work. I pull out many pieces of leather just to make a prototype. I then pull out metal bolts, and a rod of metal to have support for the leather. I also snag some thin rods of metal to help with the shape and mimic the three bones that I saw on Toothless's real fin. I take out my sewing kit and a balance to test the weight. If it's not right, then oh well. This is a prototype anyway.

As I reach for my journal, I see a small note on the cover of it. I take it off of my journal and read the note which I probably shouldn't have done. On the note, it says: Stupid, anorexic bitch! I clutch the note in anger and shove it in my belt. I turn around and start working on the prosthetic.

I am not anorexic! I'm just thin, I think as the tears stung my eyes. I know I'm not stupid. But that last word, that was crossing the line. I hammer (pretty sure I almost banged my fingers in at one point) at the prosthetic tail fin until I was sure it was ready. I had checked every little detail to make sure it was right. I then pick up the tail fin and stop by the storage house to grab a basket of fish. I don't know why Gobber had to go fishing, considering the whole storage house is full of baskets of fish.

I take the basket, along with the tail fin, and run towards the Cove, wanting to get away from the village as soon as possible. I feel the tears starting to come out and I hold them in as much as possible. I can let them out when I'm with Toothless. He won't think I'm weak, right?

"Toothless!" I call, my voice cracking as I did so. I climb down the walls, being very careful not to drop the things I am holding. But unfortunately, I have to drop the prosthetic fin onto the ground in order to keep my balance.

I watch as Toothless bounds over to me as soon as I reach the ground. There is worry clear in his eyes. I am not sure if it was because of my black eye or that I was late. I'm pretty sure it was the black eye plus the worry of the 'me being late' thing.

"Are you okay?" he asks. I have to wait before I could let any tears out. I nod as I tip the basket over with a full dragon buffet. He studies me carefully before walking over to the pile and eating some.

"Not that hungry today?" I joke. He looks at me with an expression that says all to clearly, you didn't eat, did you? I smile sheepishly. He starts advancing towards me and I back up, not exactly sure of what he is planning. He stops progressing to me when my back is firmly against the wall.

"Um, Toothless what are you-?" I stop short when he starts making choking sounds in his throat that are all too familiar. After that, a fish head plops into my lap, covered in saliva. I am not sure if this thing is safe to eat. I stare at Toothless as he sits back on his haunches.

"Eat," he orders. At that, I'm pretty sure all of the color drains from my face. Really? He wants me to do this again? "Eat." he orders me again. Obviously. Oh boy, I think. This is not going to sit well.

I hesitantly lift the fish up to my lips as I look to Toothless. He clearly wasn't moving until he has seen me eat something. Better sooner than later. I take a bite out of the fish and let me say that it is not the most appetizing thing I could have had. Still, I am happy that he cares.

The bite I took lingers in my mouth because I was dreading the swallowing. I nod to him in hopes that he would be satisfied. Apparently not as he swallows, showing me what he wants me to do. You have got to be kidding me! I want to shout. Instead, I breathe out in annoyance and swallow. It didn't go down the first time (which I knew it wouldn't), so I try again and it did go down.

I just hope it stays down. I look to Toothless as he smiles at me. He wants to know if I enjoyed it. Well, that is hard to answer. I answer by smiling back, letting him know I appreciate it.

"I will keep doing that until I see you eat," he taunts. I sigh at him. He is acting like an over-protective parent.

He prods me in the side with his nose. "Alright! Alright!" I yelp as I throw my hands up in surrender. "I'll go eat. Can you light a fire for me?" He nods, happy that he was going to see me eat. We sit down by the lake and he lights a fire for me. I grab a nearby twig and skewered a fish onto it. Then, I hold it above the fire.

"Why do humans do that?" Toothless asks as he curls up around me and finishes up his meal. I look at him, confused. "You know, why do humans put their food over a fire?" That reminds me of the raw fish-head I just ate.

"It's because, human stomachs don't particularly like uncooked food," I explain as I start to eat the fish. "I don't exactly know why."

"Can it make you sick?" he wonders.

"Sometimes, yes. But other times it just acts as regular food!" I add hastily as he looks at me worriedly. He relaxes as he wraps his tail around me. Sadly, his tail hit the note that I crumpled up earlier. His tail stops where it was and Toothless eyes where the crinkling noise had come from.

"Oh, that," I say as I take the note out of my belt. "It's nothing, really." My voice chokes. Really? I ask myself. Now he's going to know something about this piece of paper made me upset. He nudges the piece of paper in my hands.

"What's it say?" he asks. Oh no.

I breathe in deeply. He has a right to know what it said. I open the crumpled piece of paper up and read it out slowly. After that, I couldn't hold it in any longer. I bury my face into his neck as the tears flow out of me. All of the pain, hatred, bullying, everything just came out at once.

"Whoa, there," he exclaims. Noticing my tears, he wraps his wings around me, whispering softly into my ear. "Shh, it's okay. It's okay." he soothes. He continues attempting to calm me, which it does a little, but it wasn't enough to stop all of that. His soft whispers reassures me that he is always going to be there for me. He does this for a while until I was finally able to contain myself and stop the tears that were streaming down my face.

I sit up but Toothless does not remove his wings from where they were and I do not want him to. It gives me a sense of security. I wipe the tears from my face, careful not to touch my eye. He nudges me slightly.

"Thanks, Toothless," I say. "I guess I kinda needed to let that out."

Toothless makes an affirmative noise. "Now, what happened to your eye?" He nudges my eye which stings.

"Ow!" I yelp. Toothless rears back and licks it apologetically. I stroke his head. "It's alright bud. I just got punched. It's nothing serious. It happens all the time." Oops.

"What do you mean it happens all the time? Who did this?" He starts bombarding me with questions.

"My cousin," I say simply. I pull out my journal and flip to the pages where I drew the teens, Gobber, and my dad. First I show Ashter. "This is Ashter. Guy my age. Doesn't really bully me, just glares at me and ignores me. I used to have a crush on him, but for a while, he's been a real jerk, so that crush is done." Then I flip to the pages that show Ruffnut and Tuffnut. "That's the twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut."

Next shows Fishlegs. "That is Fishlegs. He's an okay guy." Lastly of the teens is Snotlout. "Then, that is Snotlout, my cousin. She is the 'leader of the bullies.' Real full of herself." He croons at me.

"When I get my paws on that Snotlout," he mutters angrily. I chuckle.

"Thanks, bud. That's sweet that you care but I don't see any way that you can hurt Snotlout without getting hurt yourself. Anyways," I decide to change the subject. "I have a prosthetic tail fin that will hopefully let you fly." He perks up as I said this.

He races me to the prosthetic tail fin that was lying on the ground. I pick it up as he circles me excitedly. "Whoa, bud!" I shout as his tail almost makes me lose my balance. "You gotta hold still for me to gut this tail fin on you." He sits immediately. I laugh and I make my way over to his tail.

I sit on his tail and start buckling on the tail fin. Once it's done, I see Toothless waggle his real fin. "Well," I examine. "It doesn't look too bad. And if it works..." One moment I'm one the ground and on the next, I'm clinging to Toothless's tail for dear life. My mind is racing, the adrenaline pumping through my veins. How in the world do we humans live without flying?

I notice that we aren't gliding smoothly through the air anymore. Instead, we are crashing towards the ground. I see the tail fin as it closes in, and using all my common sense, I pull the tail fin out, shooting us up to the sky.

"Oh gods! It's working!" I cheer. I steer us back to the cove and we soar over the lake. My invention finally works! "Yes! Yes, I did it!"

Toothless brings his tail around. I see his eyes widen at me. "What the? Hali! This is unsafe! Get off before you get hurt!" he screeches. Before I know it, he flings me off and I am skipping on the lake like those pebbles that you throw at the lakes. I sink in the water as I hear Toothless fall in as well. I quickly resurface to see Toothless coming towards me. Thank Thor he didn't hit his head.

"Are you okay, bud?" I ask as I swim over to him. He shakes the water off of his head which leads to almost all of the water droplets falling onto me.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he says. I smile at him and then for the first time, I realize I can't touch the bottom of the pond/lake. I quickly grab onto Toothless's neck from fear of sinking to the bottom. I am not that good of a swimmer.

He looks at me confused. "Um, I can't swim very well." I explain. He nods as he picks up the back of my tunic and puts me on his back.

"Just hold on," he tells me. "I can get us back to shore." I smile gratefully at him as he swims to shore. He trudges up the shore and lays down as I climb off his back.

"Thanks, Toothless." I say when I sit down next to him. He pulls me towards him with his tail and wraps his wings around me.

"How did you make this tail fin?" he asks me as I lay my head on him. He brings his tail in view.

"Lots of measurements and sewing." I explain. "It's just a prototype, unless it works for you?"

He looks at his tail. "I think it is good. But I don't want you clinging to my tail to help me fly."

"I'll think of something later. Right now, I need a nap." He nods and he lets me lay down beside him. He covers me with his wing and I fall asleep faster than you can say 'dragon.'