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Well, they are an interesting bunch...
Blizzard had shown disinterest in their discussion by glancing towards the fire where Vikings were dancing, though by this point in the night many were more staggering about with boisterous laughter- hanging off one another and cheering. He grinned broadly until he took note of Ava’s poor choice of a name for him. Was that all she could come up with on the spot? Geeze, he was glad she hadn’t been the one to name him. He narrowed his eyes as she whispered to the others but decided to let that one slide. Wouldn’t do him any good making a scene. He gave the nadder a look and let Ava entertain it.

“That was like a hundred years ago,” Calder grumbled and added under his breath “and Avrid is clearly too big of a buffoon to use a sword.”

“Hey!” Arvid immediately protested, springing up from the log in challenge “Give me your sword right now and I’ll show you just how… unbaffoonish I am!” Calder looked ready to draw the weapon when Mag gasped, hand flying to her face.

“You remember that?!” She grabbed for Ava’s shoulders, bouncing with excitement without pulling Ava to her feet. “You remember something!” She squealed until Darby shoved her aside with an air of curious demanding.

What else do you remember?”
Yes, the other had much more unruly hair.
“Nothing, unless you count you and your dragon going missing.” Calder noted as he picked up a mug, one which his nadder bumped out of his hand- trying to get her beak into it. He shoved the dragon lightly and when she thrilled he poured the remaining liquid into her open maw. Not like there was actually much left in there with the way she had been knocking into it “but that’s old news.”

“We thought you were dead.” Mag whispered, afraid to say it any louder than that “they were saying that your father appeared last night upon Blizzard’s back with your corpse…”

“But I knew it had to be a lie.” Arvid boosted “obviously your dragon wouldn’t have allowed anyone else on his back so the whole story had to be a load of bullarky.”

Darby rolled her eyes and then smiled “who’s your friend Ava?” She said with a glance at the currently human, Blizzard. In the firelight his hair easily looked more blonde than white- taking away the main feature that would immediately draw a connection between him and his mother. “Did you pick him up on your recent journey?”
lmao
Blizzard doesn't really understand the proper way to show his joy as a human ^^
There was no real assurance that this sort of thing wouldn’t happen again, whether she was okay now or not and he cooled down but looked no more happy than before to hear it was all alright now. He knew he was being inconsiderate when she was ready to celebrate. He knew he should just be glad that she had recovered regardless of how badly things could have ended… Reluctantly he met her gaze and smiled vaguely before huffing faintly: “that was a bit melodramatic.” He shot her a better smile the second time and grabbed a hold of her. Looping his arms around her middle and pulling her to him to nuzzle his face against hers. Never mind the fact that they were currently both human, he was a dragon at the core.

Toothless thrilled until Hiccup shot him a look. The chief stood up. “I’m going to tell everyone the good news. No doubt they will want to celebrate.” He joked as he offered Castile a hand though he was pretty sure she would want to stay here with their daughter.
His patience was thinning pretty rapidly but thankfully she looked up then- absolutely glowing with joy. What did she have to be so happy about? She could have died! and if her smile threw him off, her actions only managed to make him more confused as she flung herself at him. He staggered back with her arms grasped tight around him, having been completely unprepared for the embrace. The corner of his lip quivered- his expression one of shock and then she pulled back enough to look at him and he schooled his features. Feeling wrongly ruffled as she called him out on being worried. It was a pretty big deal, what right did she have to act like it wasn’t? When she had no idea how close they were to believing there was no known cure and she was appearing as though she was dead. He’d pace the floor at his own incompetence because he’d nearly lost her a second time.

Her hands tugged at his mouth and finally he decidedly chomped down on her fingers with his flat human teeth and growled: “quit it!” Clearly miffed at her careless attitude. Hiccup knew they should have expected a response like this- Blizzard wasn’t the most civil of dragons but he usually had more patience for Ava and honestly, it wasn‘t like she was doing anything wrong. Hiccup heaved and exasperated sigh. “Do you have any idea how terrifying that was?!” Blizzard snarled at her. “We didn’t think you were going to wake up.”
After all our monster sized post, mine looks puny ^^
Blizzard made it to the house- gasping as he tripped over the threshold, lungs burning from the cold. The door slammed shut behind him and the room was warm once more as the fire continued to crackle in the hearth. He immediately straightened and went straight for the bed in which the married couple was being clutched and clutching at the girl. And demanded the answer he desperately needed to hear. “Is she alright?” But Hiccup found himself in a sort of shock, holding to his daughter with all his strength. Her words were unbelievable but so sincere as if this horrible affliction had cured her amnesia despite the many years she had been lost.

“Is she alright?” Blizzard ventured again with more force, only seeing her tears: gruff, impatient and worried he wanted to shove them apart so he could ask her himself. He had heard nothing of her recovered memories so this scene was confusing and alarming.
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