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She was laughing.

It was in the flutter of her breath and the rosy color of her cheeks. Fingers stretched towards the sky and eyes alight with joy as the wind played across her hands, spiraling away in misty wisps of snow. Hiccup tipped his head to watch her absolutely awed by the light in her eyes. She was happy, truly happy, he couldn‘t recall any other time he‘d seen her like this- she was more beautiful than he had ever thought possible. “Hey you.” His smile was warm and breathless, taking no more than a moment to reach his eyes. He closed them with a click of the pedal and Toothless tipped sideways- wing brushing past Aurora’s before the dropped through the sky.

White flurries rushed past him, catching on the current of Toothless’ flight and he was alive again. No weight could hold him up here. Another click and they ascended- angling sharply and circling upward, dusting Aurora and her rider with a light powdering snow. His smile so broad it was beaming. He wanted to fly with her in great aerial spirals and climb to the highest crest of the sky. Why hadn’t he before? They drifted closer again and flew leisurely. He knew that today wasn’t the day for that but there would be a lot more chances.

Toothless warbled at the other dragon and Hiccup chimed: “hey hot stuff.” Earning him a whack from Toothless’ ear flap but that only made him laugh, holding up his hands in surrender. “Okay, Okay. I’m sure your material isn’t that corny but give me a break. I don’t speak dragonese.”

The nightfury had to disagree. Hiccup was very intelligent and understood the gist of dragon conversation (in a way none of the other Vikings in this village seemed to) even if he didn’t understand every word. His gaze shifted back to Aurora and he warbled again, nodding his head slightly towards Hiccup before tilting it towards Castiel. It was likely Hiccup knew they were talking about them but the exact nature of the discussion shouldn’t be clear. If translated into their human tongue it’d roughly be the equivalent of: ’what do you think? Can they work out?’.

With an uncertain smile at Castiel, Hiccup shrugged his shoulders to say he didn‘t really get it.

Valka understood though. Between her son and this girl she saw something soft and sweet and was instantly warmed by it- She hadn’t seen him grow up but she still might get to see him fall in love. “Hiccup.” As much as she didn’t want to ruin this moment the air was much to crisp at this time of year. This girl wouldn’t be use to Berk’s frigged winter. Cloudjumper carried her towards them. “Let’s head back. Before the weather picks up.”
Toothless galloped to the door, looking back at his rider with a bark. Things had been sort of hectic lately and he was craving the sky. Hiccup would never be so selfish to keep him grounded but he wanted to do all the aerial loops and dives that he couldn’t with the prosthetic he controlled alone (since it just mimicked the position of the second tailfin). Hiccup’s mother laughed “looks like your nightfury’s all for it.” Cloudjumper pushed his way out the door, forcing Toothless to spring aside- and the night fury responded by racing around the older dragon and barking at Hiccup again.

Seeing that the other two had mounted their dragons he knew he had to surrender. He held up his hands and gave: “Alright. Let me just-” Toothless barked again and Hiccup changed his mind, smiling broadly “fine.” He sprung onto Toothless’ back and it was no sooner than his leg clicked into place that Toothless launched into the sky. Spiraling upward before suddenly leveling out. It was obvious Hiccup enjoyed the ascend, his face rosy from the bite of the winter’s chill as snowflakes scattered around them but he still attempted to look stern “Toothless, let’s not rush things okay? Castiel just woke up.” Toothless rumbled an apology.

Valka’s smile was warm for she loved her boy- the one she hadn’t seen grow up but still shaped out into something any parent could be proud of. “Let’s join them shall we?” She offered to Castiel as Cloudjumper began to climb the sky. She was home on her dragon’s back and while she knew neither of these two had been riders as long as her. She could see the same thing in them.
Hiccup heard the charcoal scraping the paper and moved towards her to read it. “Yeah, they aren’t so bad once you get to know them.” Now that their childhood was behind them and he had several years to see them as friends rather than the bullies that at the time- he had only hoped to be some part of. To be honest he’d always thought they were good people (being Vikings just made them a little rougher), they just weren’t all that nice to him… and with the way the adults in the village had treated him like some sort of burden it was understandable.

Things had gotten better and looking at Castiel now- he knew the same could be possible for her. She was such a good person and one without anywhere to go or any family she could still call her own. The people of Berk had treated him like ‘Hiccup the Useless‘. They had looked down at him, ridiculed his ideas, told him to be someone else… but through all his failure to be one of them they had still cared. Every villager would have stepped up and protected him in a dragon attack. They would have never turned their backs if he was in peril and he had known that. It was why he KEPT trying.

What did Castiel have? She acted like there was no hope to ever be accepted by those she had once knew. That the cruelty was honest and true. Aurora was here- there was nothing else to it- “Castiel.” He was about to ask her to stay, to join their tribe but at that moment his mother slipped into the room, chuckling as Cloudjumper poked his head in after her.

“Now, now yeh silly beast. You know you are simply too big to fit.” The dragon didn’t listen, turning his head impossible sideways (like an owl) and squeezing into the room. She laughed all the harder before smiling at Castiel. “What do we have here?” She walked further in, pushing the door shut behind her. “It’s wonderful to see you awake dear. Hiccup has been so downhearted. Sitting by your bedside-”

“Mom, please…” Hiccup stressed, pinching the brim of his nose.

“I know what you need.” Valka started instead, “a little fresh air. A nice long flight. Nothing makes one feel better than some time up there. Especially after you’ve been asleep for so long,”

“Mom. She just woke up.”

Valka turned her gaze towards him, her smile sly. “I heard you were up and on your dragon’s back but a few minutes after waking. Short a quarter of your leg at that.”

Hiccup flushed with embarrassment. It wasn’t his best decision back then but with all the changes he’d needed the air. He rubbed at the back of his neck as Valka faced Castiel once more. “What do you say?” She suddenly swept towards Aurora, creeping closer as she offered her hand. Obviously she hadn’t wanted to bother the dragon when she’d been worried about her rider. Valka breathed with awe once she was allowed close enough. “She’s beautiful, a dragon of legend. I had thought them even rarer than the night fury. To think there might still be colonies of them somewhere.”

“Yeah about that mom, there wasn’t anymore of them on their island.” Hiccup couldn’t help but think he knew one thing about dragons that his mother didn’t. They could change to resemble humans.

“Oh the things we could learn from you.” Valka said as she ran her hand across Aurora’s scales. “If only we could hold a conversation. You must know so much.”
“Oh.” Tuffnut said as though he understood then: “wait,” a pause “what?” Making it clear the writing made no sense to him.

“That’s her name rock’s for brains.” His sister quipped.

“Well, what kind of name is that?” He shot back before Hiccup stepped in with a placating gesture of his hands. Defusing this atmosphere before another fight could begin.

“Guys. She’s not from the same village as us. They don’t name their kids the same way…” Not to say he was claiming to know everything about where she came from. He knew near to nothing actually, except that they saw dragons as beasts. She had thought his name strange though so it was a decent assumption.

“That’s good because I don’t even know what a Cas… cas iee ll… is.” Tuffnut grunted though the rest of the group was already done listening to him at this point as Fishleg now approached with a small hopeful smile.

“Hiccup,” He started drawing his attention, nervously rocking as he plunged into the main reason he had tagged along. “Have you finished that new section in the dragon manual?”

“Uh… no, it’s not going to be done for a long while but you’re welcome to take a look. It’s upstairs in my bedroom. The usual place.”

Fishlegs clearly tried to restrain his excitement but still had practically skipped up the stairs. Hiccup turned his attention back to Castiel with a gesture at each of the others in turn “This is my cousin Snotlouce, the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut, Fishlegs just went up the stairs and this is Astrid…” He didn’t have anything to say about her anymore because he wasn’t sure who she was suppose to be anymore. He paused “where’s Eret?”

“Well, he was insistent on scrubbing Skullcrusher down.” Astrid explained and after the muddy state the dragon was in, she didn’t blame him. “I’m sure he’ll be by later to meet her though. Though I’m curious… what village did she come from? I sure it wasn’t one of the enemy tribes. Hiccup.” She added sharply “this could be considered an act of war!”

Hiccup sighed. “I don’t think that’s going to be a problem.” But he wouldn’t elaborate because it wasn’t his place to talk about Castiel’s outcast status.

Astrid was silent for a moment, obviously seeing more to that but knowing better than to pry. “It’s nice meeting you Castiel.” She said instead, “it’s unfortunate that things had to happen like they did. The healer said you may never get your voice back, that first day you arrived.” She said this because Hiccup had been pulled away as the other teens were arguing again- rather loudly. Astrid paid them no mind, her smile uncannily soft. “I heard how that happened and… thank you… Hiccup has always been reckless, not always intentionally but-” She laughed, a little of the love for him still there. “It’s a scar to be proud of.”

“Astrid.” Hiccup finally found his way back after shoving the others out. “What… what were you telling her…?” He questioned, suspicious of the expression on her face.

“I have to get going Hiccup. But it was nice seeing you like this. Less… gloomy.” She offered as she walked out. “It’s good for you.”

She may have said ’it’ when she walked out but he heard ’she’ and suddenly felt flustered by the prospect. Was his exgirlfriend of several years… telling him that she was okay with him finding someone else, that she wanted him to? He turned away from Castiel to approach Toothless, busying himself with the task. “Geeze… I hope they weren’t too much. I know you said you don’t have the best experiences with other people.”
Whooops I just about put my post in the wrong spot.
I have no idea what would happen. I'm pretty sure Hiccup would try and change their minds though because that's what he does...
do you think that after the young crowd in her village told the chief what happened he would be outraged that she road away on a devil? maybe because they were unale to kill that dragon the group would be sent to kill her instead?
Alright, thanks for the warning.
She was surprised about the amount of time she'd been out but that was expected. It wasn't everyday one found out they'd been asleep for so many hours straight- and he knew this from experience. Vaguely he wondered if waking without a voice gave her the same pang of shock he suffered when he realized he was down one foot. He was every bit sympathetic but he was also a viking and they didn't nitpick battle wounds. He'd lost his leg for his village, she'd lost her voice for him... needless to say that in that light he felt her sacrifice was unfair. With a look at her fingers he nodded to confirm what he had previously said. He thought she'd go back to eating even though his cooking probably didn't fair much better than either of his parents (after two days without any food even his mother's meatballs would probably even sit well on the stomach) but instead she picked up the charcoal stick again and returned to writing. He leaned closer to take a look and furrowed his brows. There probably wasn't any better way to put that.

"Yeah..." He rubbed his fingers at his hair, still stressed over what it came to back there, one hand slipping over the strands to tense against his neck "I... handled it." Somehow it wasn't actually that hard. He'd looked him in the eyes and saw no guilt. Still- he never thought he'd have to kill another human being. "The bewilderbeast swam away afterwards." He exhaled "I can't believe he was alive all this time, how did he find out about Aurora and the hatchlings?-" Hiccup yelped as Toothless unexpectedly whacked him with one wing because really... what did any of that matter now? Before he could even consider carrying the thought any further his front door came open. "Astrid..."

"Yes, Hiccup?" She wasn't the only one though, in her wake was the four other vikings of their age group. "Don't you want to introduce us?"

Snotlouce was the first one to make it the the table, propping his hands against the table and smiling at Castiel "hey babe, how 'bout you and me go for a dip?"

Hiccup rolled his eyes "it's snowing out."

"All the more reason for her to cuddle close to me cuz." It was at that point Astrid pulled Snotlouce back, effortless shoving him aside into Fishleg who had before now been watching the hatchlings intently. Snotlouce straightened with a huff: "watch it Fishlegs!" The twins took to fighting over some matter insignificant though who cared to notice. Them bumping heads (sometimes literally) was normal.

Astrid shook her head and applied some of the manners that Hiccup had doubtlessly rubbed off on her. "I apologize for him, he's an idiot. Those two really couldn't be any less alike." She said with a nod of her head towards Hiccup.

"Geeze, thanks for that." Hiccup intervened "look, this probably isn't the best time for this... Castiel just woke up and I think she could really just use some peace and quiet." And she mentioned that she was no longer all the use to being around other people, this wasn't the best group to reintroduce her.
Hiccup traced the charcoal characters with his gaze and for a moment he was silent. Around them three enthused hatchlings sprung about feeling the excitement of Castiel waking. They were still too young to understand beyond their mother’s joy but they reflected that in their movements and sounds they emitted. It was when one of them scrambled over his shoulder and fluttered onto the table, smearing the writing, that Hiccup snapped out of his brief daze. He grabbed for the hatchling “you little rascal!” and playfully snorted into her soft neck causing the baby to squeal with delight. When the others ran past under the table she squirmed until he let her free to spring after. Toothless bounded their way, gently batting them his paws as they tumbled and rolled with clicking that sounded all too much like laughter. Hiccup looked back at Castile a small smile still gracing his face. “I’m fine. Nothing but a few bruises. Certainly nothing a strong Viking like me can’t handle.” He puffed up impressively though Toothless thought of him like a canary for it- at least it had some weight now that he was no longer a literal toothpick. Not to say he was being serious about the show though. Hiccup KNEW he wasn’t built like the other Vikings in his village.

He got to his feet. “You must be hungry.” Toothless perked up at that and his eyes rolled partially back before Hiccup thrust out a hand “NO! Toothless. Uh… we’re good.” He insisted, causing the night fury to grumble though he could clearly see the pot over a slow churning fire. Hiccup poured Castile a hot bowl of stew and carefully brought it over to the table, nearly falling over himself as the hatchlings sped around his ankles. Stepping over them- he put the food on the table before sitting down once more. “You’ve been asleep for two days now.”
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