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It's not the only double post there.
lol, that one random post with Toothless screaming in Hiccup's face.
Blizzard knew it’d be brought up from the moment they first spoke of his preference but that didn‘t stop him from becoming defensive the second she asked. “You think I’d let any human mount me like some common mule?” He had certain specifications… qualities he had sought within a rider. Of course, he had no idea what exactly they were but he was a dragon first and foremost and trusted his instincts. He averted his gaze with a small grumble of: “There had to be a connection.”
The healer regarded them after stepping out of her cabin, a few rattling coughs still heard from within. She would not allow them near the patients in fear of it spreading further but with her she did bring out a worn book and show them a page with a small flower inked out on the old parchment “this plant use to grow on a small island to the south of here. This winter may have kept any from maturing to full bloom. Perhaps it would be a good idea if you search there for there is only one other place it is recorded to grow.” The woman did not elborate any further. “If you would be so kind Castiel, as you have been in the past. I would like you to check the island. Perhaps you will find it there.”
The healer regarded them after stepping out of her cabin, a few rattling coughs still heard from within. She would not allow them near the patients in fear of it spreading further but with her she did bring out a worn book and show them a page with a small flower inked out on the old parchment “this plant use to grow on a small island to the south of here. This winter may have kept any from maturing to full bloom. Perhaps it would be a good idea if you search there for there is only one other place it is recorded to grow.” The woman did not elborate any further. “If you would be so kind Castiel, as you have been in the past. I would like you to check the island. Perhaps you will find it there.”
“Yes.” Blizzard replied simply.
Given the look his daughter offered in response to his earlier comment Hiccup thought an explanation might be in order. “When I was younger I wasn’t exactly the picture of ‘vikingness’. On the contrary-” He started to say when a new visitor in the house made themselves known.
“He was Hiccup the Useless.” Astrid announced herself shamelessly as she shook the snow from her boots. “He was the scrawniest, most worthless Viking in the whole village. Every time he tried to help someone’s house blew up. He was a disgrace to this entire village.” She said with the faintest ghosting of her old attitude, swinging her axe to rest it against one shoulder. “If the dragons weren’t bad enough!”
“Astrid…” Hiccup mumbled, not wanting it in that much detail.
“But-” She added suddenly “he was the first Viking to ever ride a dragon, to take down a dragon queen, to stop the raids and save our village from this misunderstanding. Dragons were never the evil beasts.”
“That’s not true Astrid. My mother was the first Viking to ride a dragon.” He paused “speaking of which, has she returned with Cloudjumper yet?”
Astrid shook her head “not yet. Hiccup,” she said a little sterner a little quieter but then seemed to reconsider given the current company. Hiccup had gotten up though to step out with her, noting the air of seriousness and they stood out front in the freezing cold to discuss the matters caused by it. “The Scarlin’s youngest has fallen ill. That’s the fifth so far and it seems to be spreading quicker now.”
“I’ll consult the healer, we’ll get this sorted out…”
Given the look his daughter offered in response to his earlier comment Hiccup thought an explanation might be in order. “When I was younger I wasn’t exactly the picture of ‘vikingness’. On the contrary-” He started to say when a new visitor in the house made themselves known.
“He was Hiccup the Useless.” Astrid announced herself shamelessly as she shook the snow from her boots. “He was the scrawniest, most worthless Viking in the whole village. Every time he tried to help someone’s house blew up. He was a disgrace to this entire village.” She said with the faintest ghosting of her old attitude, swinging her axe to rest it against one shoulder. “If the dragons weren’t bad enough!”
“Astrid…” Hiccup mumbled, not wanting it in that much detail.
“But-” She added suddenly “he was the first Viking to ever ride a dragon, to take down a dragon queen, to stop the raids and save our village from this misunderstanding. Dragons were never the evil beasts.”
“That’s not true Astrid. My mother was the first Viking to ride a dragon.” He paused “speaking of which, has she returned with Cloudjumper yet?”
Astrid shook her head “not yet. Hiccup,” she said a little sterner a little quieter but then seemed to reconsider given the current company. Hiccup had gotten up though to step out with her, noting the air of seriousness and they stood out front in the freezing cold to discuss the matters caused by it. “The Scarlin’s youngest has fallen ill. That’s the fifth so far and it seems to be spreading quicker now.”
“I’ll consult the healer, we’ll get this sorted out…”
Yeah something like that. It's nasty all the same.
“Shut it.” Blizzard growled in recovering from his scare. Rolling himself over to sit upright once more and glare daggers at her. “Let him roar in your face and see how you feel.” From the far end of the room Toothless emitted a gurgling laugh causing Blizzard to flush rather than pale.
“Don’t feel bad. First time I met Toothless he had done that to me and I, well… fainted.” Hiccup offered with a small chuckle. “Then again I also thought he was going to blast me so…” Toothless bounded over right then, nudging his rider repeatedly. “But things had changed a lot since then and now he’s nothing but a big pussy cat.” The dragon took to sniffing at Ava and purring with happiness. “The dragons are apart of Berk, it wouldn’t be home without them.”
“My father is alpha of these dragons so while you’re here none of them will hurt you.” Blizzard assured. “Not that any of them will want to.”
“Don’t feel bad. First time I met Toothless he had done that to me and I, well… fainted.” Hiccup offered with a small chuckle. “Then again I also thought he was going to blast me so…” Toothless bounded over right then, nudging his rider repeatedly. “But things had changed a lot since then and now he’s nothing but a big pussy cat.” The dragon took to sniffing at Ava and purring with happiness. “The dragons are apart of Berk, it wouldn’t be home without them.”
“My father is alpha of these dragons so while you’re here none of them will hurt you.” Blizzard assured. “Not that any of them will want to.”
Yes. That's where I live.
Uh... okay. I'm more worried about the flesh eating bacteria at the beach but I will 'look it up'.
You mean the flesh eating bacteria?
Blizzard huffed as to say that he didn’t find her to be all that great himself and stalked off to grab the bag from where Ava had abandoned it upon entering. Leaving as mother embraced daughter.
It really only made sense that Ava would not remember the sign language if most things had been forgotten but maybe it would all come back to her eventually? If not they would have to teach her again. He’d do that a hundred times though if it meant having her back. Smiling softly at the two as Castiel hugged their daughter. He didn’t even know where to start- they had years to catch up on but before he had to think to much about it Blizzard had come back into the room, human and clothed.
Blizzard walked over to sit closer to the fire than his parents because the cold was much more bothersome in this thin hide form. “And to think you were shouting and raving about how much you didn’t want to go anywhere near dragon riders.” And now Ava was huddled together on the floor with her parents looking content and very much alive. Not all a hostage or a corpse as she seemed to think would happen when they landed on Berk. “Which by the way… wasn’t part of that promise I made. Never said a word about keeping you away from them.”
With a small huff he discarded the matter “but that’s water under the bridge now. I would like an apol-” That’s as far as he got, at that moment his father came over and shoved him over, dragging his tongue across his face. “Great spirits!” Blizzard shoved at Toothless’ snout. “That doesn’t come off!” Which really only seemed to encourage the night fury to do it more. “Don’t make me change back old man!”
Toothless spread his wings and roared in his son’s face shaking the windowpanes and making Hiccup laugh. Blizzard had gone an interesting shade of white and satisfied the night fury returned to his mate, licking her muzzle instead.
It really only made sense that Ava would not remember the sign language if most things had been forgotten but maybe it would all come back to her eventually? If not they would have to teach her again. He’d do that a hundred times though if it meant having her back. Smiling softly at the two as Castiel hugged their daughter. He didn’t even know where to start- they had years to catch up on but before he had to think to much about it Blizzard had come back into the room, human and clothed.
Blizzard walked over to sit closer to the fire than his parents because the cold was much more bothersome in this thin hide form. “And to think you were shouting and raving about how much you didn’t want to go anywhere near dragon riders.” And now Ava was huddled together on the floor with her parents looking content and very much alive. Not all a hostage or a corpse as she seemed to think would happen when they landed on Berk. “Which by the way… wasn’t part of that promise I made. Never said a word about keeping you away from them.”
With a small huff he discarded the matter “but that’s water under the bridge now. I would like an apol-” That’s as far as he got, at that moment his father came over and shoved him over, dragging his tongue across his face. “Great spirits!” Blizzard shoved at Toothless’ snout. “That doesn’t come off!” Which really only seemed to encourage the night fury to do it more. “Don’t make me change back old man!”
Toothless spread his wings and roared in his son’s face shaking the windowpanes and making Hiccup laugh. Blizzard had gone an interesting shade of white and satisfied the night fury returned to his mate, licking her muzzle instead.
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