It had been a week, but Hiccup's knee still hurt, and Toothless was still suffering from the effects of the poison, albeit to a much smaller extent.
There was another social near the end of the week. A slightly bigger one, being that the entire school would be there!
Astrid was, obviously, very excited about it. She'd even called off training! Finally! Hiccup could go a full day without jokes about being beat up by a girl! (which was ironic considering none of the guys dared say it when she was within earshot). Yeah, the whole 'my leg hurts' hadn't gotten him off for too long…
And as for Toothless, well, his brother wanted to teach him a lesson and man did that lesson sink in, or at least Toothless thought it did as he ran up his seventh flight of stairs, carrying at least six kg's worth of books for his smug-ass brother standing at the top…
Yeah, after the first day of training with the poison still not completely gone Toothless had been desperate, wheezing and gasping for breath on the floor he'd accepted Baldy's term of one month 'helping around' in exchange for a month of no training, if only he knew 'helping around' was Baldy talk for 'join slave system.'
Seriously, he thought, panting as he reached the final flight of stairs separating him from his brother, this was ridiculous!
"Thank you," Baldy said, not even having the courtesy to wipe off that smug grin from his face.
There were many times when Toothless wished for his brother's death. Sometimes even very violent, graphic depictions of it…
Now was one of those times.
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Hiccup stood in HQ fixing his blue tie with the silver stripes in front of the mens' room mirrors, smiling. Astrid had made them promise to all meet up to take a picture together, apparently she and Ruffnut had been making some kind of scrapbook…
He walked out into the hall and was immediately greeted with catcalls. What could he say? He looked good in a suit. He turned around for added effect and received many a pair of rolling eyes. What could he say? He was a show-off.
"OK, guys," said Astrid, who'd dressed in a (multi) blue mini-dress with a thin see-through fabric covering it, and a sleeveless, but not sweetheart, neckline, and had her hair in its usual braid, but had put on a bit of eyeliner and lipstick, "We have fifteen seconds before the flash goes off, make it count."
And make it count they did, for when the buzzer began to rapidly blink, Fishlegs realized he needed to sneeze… the result?
Fishlegs in the back with his eyes shut tight and his back going backwards; Ruffnut standing on his right, slightly taken aback, her one hand mid-raised as though she were showing off a bracelet while the other was doing the whole 'ew, no, get away from me,'; Tuffnut, who'd been standing on Fishleg's left had a shit-eating grin as his head was partially turned towards the fiasco; Snotlout, who was standing on the front left had wide eyes, looked afraid. Very afraid; Astrid, front middle, also wide eyes, only hers read something completely different *cough* I'm gonna kill you *cough* *cough*; and finally, Hiccup, front right. Why leave him for last? You ask. Because honestly, he'd given up hope, you could see it in the way he had his head in his hands and had moved slightly away from Astrid. He was a smart boy, he knew what was coming…
Astrid stormed up to the front, ready to take another picture, but when she looked back everyone had vanished… oh they were so dead when the party was over. She strutted back up-land towards the party, her heels clicking on the gravel as she slipped into the hall, a smile on her face. Time to get her groove on!
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Toothless was walking through the dance, trying to find his brother, when a hot girl with black, curly hair in steps that reached her back, brown eyes, and a tight black mini-dress which left nothing to the imagination, spilled her drink on him.
"Whoops," she said, in a voice that sounded more like bed-talk than an apology.
"It's OK," he smiled, unsure of what to do.
"No, no," she said, the corners of her mouth tugging into a victorious grin, "Let me make it up to you," she grabbed his hand, leading him away, her ruby-red lips whispering against his ear, "Your dorm or mine?"
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Hiccup got back to his dorm, half drunk-half pissed- don't ask… what he wanted was to just get back and collapse into his bed, what he didn't want was to try inserting his key in, only to realize that there must've been another key on the other side, or something blocking the hole, because the key wasn't going in.
He looked left, looked right, and raised his hand to shoot a bolt of lightning at the lock, but then he heard something… some sort of… groaning? He blushed right down to his toes. Oh.
He walked as fast as possible to HQ, trying not to gag. Oh yeesh.
When he got in, Astrid was there… so was Snotlout… yeah…
He screamed, clutching his head and scaring the living hell out of two of his closest friends as he ran to the lifts which took him to the basement.
Why? Why was it always him!?
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Toothless woke up, long, curly black hair tickling his nose, a face reminding him of somebody that he used to know. A girl currently queen of the Supervillain league of Iceland… ew, he was basically sleeping with his sister.
The girl was confused as he all but shoved her out of his room and slammed the door… hey, wasn't there supposed to be a six foot nerd here? Oh well…
At around twelve, Hiccup stumbled into their room, exhausted from sleeping on a chair all night, and a little hung-over because unlike Toothless he had consumed alcohol the previous night.
"You didn't- you know, on my bed?" Hiccup said, through his sleep addled brain.
"Oh, nah," Toothless lied, completely, "We did it against the wall, ya know, easier to clean and all."
Haha, no. As soon as she'd left he'd thrown water on the guys sheets and breathed on it gently with his plasma breath to evaporate the water… but Hiccup didn't need to know that, and neither did Baldy for that matter, he didn't need an earful about abusing his powers and risking them getting caught.
Yeesh.
He watched in mild amusement as Hiccup bumped into the bed framed, exclaimed the word 'ow' and plopped onto his bed… ah, the joys of having a hungover… not-so-friend :).
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