On occasion Blizzard did sleep here, sprawled out on the floor without any concern about being stepped on. Usually he was alone. This bedroom had been empty for quite some time but that morning something bumped him and went spilling down against the wood- graceless. If not for being woken suddenly he probably would have been amused because this clumsy girl was Ava and honestly how did one forget they had a dragon sleeping next to their bed. He grumbled and would have complained longer had she not took to scratching the right spots. When she moved away he struggled momentarily to right himself, his wings getting in the way. By the time he had righted himself she was already heading down the stairs. Well, wasn't she excitable? He wouldn't have minded sleeping a bit longer.
"Morning Ava" Hiccup put a plate of scrambled eggs down in front of her chair, they heard the commotion from upstairs and figured she'd be showing up any minute- and she did. "Did you sleep well?" He didn't want this to be awkward, this was his daughter.
Then Blizzard transformed and sat down in the remaining chair, not seeming to care he was naked and now things were awkward. The dragon turned boy offered up a sort of stupid smile "where's my breakfast?" Which was really no way to be polite, fortunately Toothless slunk over then, knocking the chair out from under his own kid before regurgitating fish on him.
Hiccup cringed with an exasperated cry: "not at the table Toothless."
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Yep. I checked Friday but you hadn't posted yet so..... I'll post today.
It was a bit strange for everyone involved- it was the same girl they had all known as a child but she was older now. And though she had been gone a very long time, it in some ways felt as though it was just yesterday that she was taken away. At least… that was how it was for Hiccup. He regretted all the days lost. Not being there to see her grow and learn, unable to lend her a guiding hand. He could have searched for her on that island but hadn’t out of a desire to avoid an unnecessary war. Now maybe he was fooling himself because she was here again: wishing them a goodnight and disappearing up the stairs to the room that had once been his own back when he was her age. He closed his eyes and soaked in the heat of the fire. The warm rumble as Toothless exposed the underside of his neck and purred in contentment against Aurora’s side. Ava was almost old enough to take on his duties but Hiccup wasn’t sure how to approach the matter of her bloodline. Would she even want to take this job after being away for so long?
He didn’t want to push her, there was still time and if she really didn’t want the position he supposed Astrid’s kid was capable enough. Hiccup really viewed him as a skilled warrior before anything else though- like his mother. Ava had always been smart though and seemed to have inherited his ingenious mind with her clever inventions. He was just going to have to broach the subject at some point… That was the only way to do it.
But not tonight.
Because at that moment she was already asleep. Blizzard slumped over onto his back with a soft sigh, the cool wood feeling nice against his scales- he heard Ava’s breathing even out as she sunk into slumber and felt himself following suit. It was going to be weird spending more time in Berk as he expected this was where she would want to stay but it was probably okay. He was too tired to think about it right now anyhow.
He didn’t want to push her, there was still time and if she really didn’t want the position he supposed Astrid’s kid was capable enough. Hiccup really viewed him as a skilled warrior before anything else though- like his mother. Ava had always been smart though and seemed to have inherited his ingenious mind with her clever inventions. He was just going to have to broach the subject at some point… That was the only way to do it.
But not tonight.
Because at that moment she was already asleep. Blizzard slumped over onto his back with a soft sigh, the cool wood feeling nice against his scales- he heard Ava’s breathing even out as she sunk into slumber and felt himself following suit. It was going to be weird spending more time in Berk as he expected this was where she would want to stay but it was probably okay. He was too tired to think about it right now anyhow.
"When the weather improves." Calder replied as he climbed back onto his nadder. "It's late, I'm going to head back into town." He glanced back at the two before taking off. "See you around Ava."
Blizzard snorted as the boy departed and glanced back to the ocean. The night was dark and the overcast skies did little to light the icy seas. It was VERY late- he thought perhaps they should be heading back as well, that challenge may have given him a second wind but his wings ached from their previous journey and he just wanted to lay on his back and sleep somewhere warm. He nodded his head towards the sky with a small rumble and waited for her to get on. He wondered if it'd be weird for her... sleeping in her old room.
Blizzard snorted as the boy departed and glanced back to the ocean. The night was dark and the overcast skies did little to light the icy seas. It was VERY late- he thought perhaps they should be heading back as well, that challenge may have given him a second wind but his wings ached from their previous journey and he just wanted to lay on his back and sleep somewhere warm. He nodded his head towards the sky with a small rumble and waited for her to get on. He wondered if it'd be weird for her... sleeping in her old room.
Now I shall post, or attempt it at least.
Very funny.
Calder would have previously said these two had nothing in common but now that they had agreed that letting him dangle above the water was amusing- he disagreed with that earlier conclusion. In some ways it was ironic because his father had once been in a similar situation and now here he was, feeling like the evening’s catch. Unfortunately enough, he didn’t pin this dragon as the forgiving type. He kicked his feet and grasped at Blizzard’s legs struggling for some semblance of control should he decide to drop him- all the while still holding onto the sheep without thinking about why. “That water is below freezing!” He shouted in protest. “You wouldn’t dare!” Blizzard let the boy slid a few inches from his grasp before tightening it again. “Okay! Okay! I’m sorry. Please do NOT dunk me in the freezing ocean.”
Blizzard hardly counted that- not thinking this Viking boy even knew what he was apologizing for but he had gotten such amusement out of shaking him up he decided to let it go. Flinging him onto the icy shore before landing himself. The nadder settled down a moment later, puffing up like an insulted bird and rattling her spikes. She snapped harmlessly as Blizzard who stuck up his nose and ignored her. “Bluebell!” Calder called as he picked himself up, dropping the disoriented sheep and brushing himself down- the nadder immediately turned towards its rider but not without one last intimidating glare. He stepped towards the pair with obvious irritation over being treated such a way: “You know that does not count as a win?” Blizzard spread his wings and exposed his teeth with a snarl, forcing Calder to withdraw. The boy regarded Blizzard warily and mumbled: “ill tempered lizard.”
Calder would have previously said these two had nothing in common but now that they had agreed that letting him dangle above the water was amusing- he disagreed with that earlier conclusion. In some ways it was ironic because his father had once been in a similar situation and now here he was, feeling like the evening’s catch. Unfortunately enough, he didn’t pin this dragon as the forgiving type. He kicked his feet and grasped at Blizzard’s legs struggling for some semblance of control should he decide to drop him- all the while still holding onto the sheep without thinking about why. “That water is below freezing!” He shouted in protest. “You wouldn’t dare!” Blizzard let the boy slid a few inches from his grasp before tightening it again. “Okay! Okay! I’m sorry. Please do NOT dunk me in the freezing ocean.”
Blizzard hardly counted that- not thinking this Viking boy even knew what he was apologizing for but he had gotten such amusement out of shaking him up he decided to let it go. Flinging him onto the icy shore before landing himself. The nadder settled down a moment later, puffing up like an insulted bird and rattling her spikes. She snapped harmlessly as Blizzard who stuck up his nose and ignored her. “Bluebell!” Calder called as he picked himself up, dropping the disoriented sheep and brushing himself down- the nadder immediately turned towards its rider but not without one last intimidating glare. He stepped towards the pair with obvious irritation over being treated such a way: “You know that does not count as a win?” Blizzard spread his wings and exposed his teeth with a snarl, forcing Calder to withdraw. The boy regarded Blizzard warily and mumbled: “ill tempered lizard.”
The nadder was discomforted by their fast circles and Calder shifted quickly to avoid falling as it flapped back with a startled cry. In doing so he put the sheep in a position to be snagged and off Blizzard flew, gaffing in laughter as they flew over the land and towards the sea. He was easily the faster dragon but looked back to see just how far ahead they were and came close to crashing into a stone spire. He veered quickly- forced to weave between the structures and lengthen their flight. And as he came close to clearing the obstacle a second weight landed on his back. “Oi” Calder greeted, suddenly knocking the sheep out of Ava’s arms and grabbing it as he leapt over her before Blizzard could boot them both off.
Blizzard huffed in anger at the clear violation of his ’no riding policy’, diving at the boy as he landed on his dragon and suddenly grabbed him instead of the sheep. Surely it counted though, since Calder was still holding onto the animal as he shouted: “this is not how you play!” Over the rushing wind and approaching sea. This was how Blizzard was playing though.
Blizzard huffed in anger at the clear violation of his ’no riding policy’, diving at the boy as he landed on his dragon and suddenly grabbed him instead of the sheep. Surely it counted though, since Calder was still holding onto the animal as he shouted: “this is not how you play!” Over the rushing wind and approaching sea. This was how Blizzard was playing though.
That was the enthusiasm that he loved to hear, washing over like warm surf on a summer day. It sent tingles down his tail and stroked the fire in his body to a hotter flame. He wiggled as he sunk lower to the ground- training narrowed eyes to the sky and then he launched. The wind sang around them with whistles as air streamed off his body and over Ava’s back. They accelerated into the sky and he snapped his wings open as he altered their course, angling his body and flying donuts around a natural spire of stone until they had almost hit land and he pulled up again, skimming past the tops of the trees with such speed that the snow was flung from their canopies in a dazzling display.
He roared, challenging the sky with his youth and shot across the coast line. When he circled around he sent a flock of sheep scattering but not without grabbing one in his paws, flying away from the frightened creatures with a prize. He lifted over the town at a slower speed with an air of smugness. Not noticing another dragon lifting up on the currents over the sound of a celebration below until it suddenly squawked, startling he dropped the sheep and the nadder dived down to make the save.
Blue scales rose ahead them and upon the nadder’s back was Calder, with the sheep tucked easily beneath one arm, standing up and smirking at Blizzard’s look of surprise though it quickly boiled down into annoyance where Blizzard was involved. The boy laughed “Oh, I thought we were doing a little dragon racing. What with the sheep and all.”
He roared, challenging the sky with his youth and shot across the coast line. When he circled around he sent a flock of sheep scattering but not without grabbing one in his paws, flying away from the frightened creatures with a prize. He lifted over the town at a slower speed with an air of smugness. Not noticing another dragon lifting up on the currents over the sound of a celebration below until it suddenly squawked, startling he dropped the sheep and the nadder dived down to make the save.
Blue scales rose ahead them and upon the nadder’s back was Calder, with the sheep tucked easily beneath one arm, standing up and smirking at Blizzard’s look of surprise though it quickly boiled down into annoyance where Blizzard was involved. The boy laughed “Oh, I thought we were doing a little dragon racing. What with the sheep and all.”
Blizzard slammed his mug down on one of the barrels and turned his gaze to Ava as she grabbed a hold of his arm and started to lead him away with poor excuses that fit into her withstanding line about him. Explaining things when they were out of ear shot, He scowled though. They'd understand the threat when he had them in his mouth but he could see where Ava was coming from- with these stubby human teeth and flat fleshy paws it made it hard to be taken seriously. It was no wonder these vikings often carried teeth that were bigger and sharper than their own on their person. Still... he was about to argue that he was a dragon and could take a puny human any day when they walked inside and the waft of warm air made him shudder. Spirits! How did humans deal with these drastic changes in temperature?
It took him a moment to realize what she said and he discarded his tunic and dropped his pants. Honestly he could probably use some rest before doing anymore flying- he'd been too stressed before but an evening flight had appeal too great to refuse. "Fine but you better hold on tight, this time." He kicked off the shoes and transformed, misjudging the space and overturning the table in the process. He folded his wings snugly to his sides before strutting towards the exit, barking for her to follow as the returned to the snowy night.
It took him a moment to realize what she said and he discarded his tunic and dropped his pants. Honestly he could probably use some rest before doing anymore flying- he'd been too stressed before but an evening flight had appeal too great to refuse. "Fine but you better hold on tight, this time." He kicked off the shoes and transformed, misjudging the space and overturning the table in the process. He folded his wings snugly to his sides before strutting towards the exit, barking for her to follow as the returned to the snowy night.
It seemed an odd reaction but Hiccup couldn’t help but chuckle before smiling fondly to assure her that he didn‘t mean anything bad by his sudden laughter- he wasn’t mocking her decision just her wording. “Yeah, maybe next time avoid that dragon.” Recovering some of the seriousness of before he clasped her by the shoulders and looked her in the eyes. “I never said what you did was wrong. You and Blizzard WERE the most sensible choice but I let my own fears get in the way of that. Had I been in your shoes I would have done the same thing.” Hiccup had no doubt of that- he’d given his own father many near heart attacks and now… well he truly understood what he’d put Stoick through.
“That’s why I wanted to apologize. I wanted to explain that to you but you were already gone. Every bit as stubborn as I ever was.” He added with a laugh and hugged her “I’ve missed you so much.” He admitted softer “and regardless of what I was expecting, you could never disappointment me.”
“But…” He drew back “that’s probably enough of me embarrassing you, don’t you think?” He got to his feet and thoughtlessly brushed himself off, glancing towards the sky. “It’s a really nice night for a flight.” He suggested offhandedly before turning to rejoin the masses. Immediately engaged by several of the villagers who offered him drinks and cheery words.
“That’s why I wanted to apologize. I wanted to explain that to you but you were already gone. Every bit as stubborn as I ever was.” He added with a laugh and hugged her “I’ve missed you so much.” He admitted softer “and regardless of what I was expecting, you could never disappointment me.”
“But…” He drew back “that’s probably enough of me embarrassing you, don’t you think?” He got to his feet and thoughtlessly brushed himself off, glancing towards the sky. “It’s a really nice night for a flight.” He suggested offhandedly before turning to rejoin the masses. Immediately engaged by several of the villagers who offered him drinks and cheery words.
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