It takes a Village

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"...The noise of yelling and ferocious roars attracted Hiccup's attention from the small lizard he was viewing. It was a lizard he'd not yet seen before, not surprising given the dragonet's age. The sounds of battle only held the dragonet's attention for a few moments, he was not battling and there were no Vikings on his island; he was not interested any further.

Now this lizard here, with such a bright color and even brighter striation patterns down its spine; that was interesting. Apparently, the lizard held nothing in the way of sympathetic understanding of the larger reptile's intense studying; and darted away into a tiny hole.

Hiccup tried to reign in his sudden disappointment; there was only so much to do here after-all. A new sound entered the foray of the not-so distant island. An sound that the young male had never heard before; it sounded like thunder and a high pitched screech all rolled in with crackling lightning. Eagerly, the dragon began to nearly run to the South Beach, dodging the whipping branches, he loved new and unique things.

Upon reaching the beach, Hiccup ignored his usual and careful routine of stepping out in slow increments and barreled out into the sand; it slowing him up only slightly as he pressed forward. He splashed into the cold salty waters and anxiously scanned the dark skies; his view lightened because of the night vision he possessed. The emerald eyes with flecks of fiery orange scanned fervently, "I know you're there, let me see you."

There it was, that sonic boom that cut the barrier of sound and light itself. The bright flash of blue fire lit up the sky; and despite the sudden intensity, Hiccup would not turn away.

His keen eyes caught sight of the majestic black hide that swooped languidly over the high metal bowls that held fire in the sky so the human's could see at night; his fire knocking one over and aiding his dragon brethren. It seemed that nothing could touch the black dragon's rippling scaled form; but a sudden barrage of arrows caused the dragon to bank viciously left, only to crash at high speed into a wooden pillar. From this distance the muffled throes of violence did not carry clearly; but Hiccup was sure from such a devastating hit, the other reptile would be most likely cursing in the manner the kind Nightmare that visited him would sometimes divulge into.

The form was falling now, quickly and haphazardly in an arc straight on path with his home. The half-breed made an awkward skip backward, his long neck tracking the trajectory of the inevitable impact that the other would have.

He turned on his claws and made a desperate sprint, loosing sight of the black dragon as the mottled creature was covered by the canopy of many trees. Despite the knowledge the other had disappeared from sight, he still craned his head up when he felt brave enough to handle the malicious branches. A violent and sudden crash that shook the surroundings; alerted the young male that the dragon he was in pursuit of had crash landed already.

It was very jolting when the male arrived, quite abruptly, at the scene. The black heaving figure convulsed in pain on the ground, and upturned trees were strewn about. The other, a male as his scent wafted about in the thrashing loose dirt thrown up, was hissing and snarling in a rage born of pain and indignant disbelief; the brunt of this was taken out on the poor trees. The blue wicked flames licked up the ancient tree bark.

Torn between the novelty of the pitch-black dragon and the horror of his home going up in flames -a Timberjack's worst night terror- the whispish dragon paced forward; intent on at least stopping the destruction. "Excuse me."

The male's head whipped in his direction, the lips of his maw separating to reveal many sharp teeth. Hiccup felt his flexible spikes down his back stand up in sudden indignation of such a display of aggression, considering that this was his home that was intruded upon.

"What?" came the spat-out inquiry; the ire and frustration clear in the tone of the low gravelly voice.

"You're tearing up my home. Do you wish to attract the attention of the humans? They will come to find you; and most likely they will kill you."

Hiccup said this in a dead-pan and neutral tone; he felt no dislike toward man, nor did he feel any anger or fright. It was a fact that had been drilled into his head from the Nightmare that visited; that no human would ever spare a dragon when found in such a vulnerable position.

Obviously, his blasé attitude toward the mentioned murder had stunned the dark male, his green eyes glittering in confusion and pain. He merely snarled and turned away from the mottled dragonet, "I don't have time for your silly questions from silly hatchlings," and he attempted to unfurl his wings.

The right wing extended properly, the left unfurled only part of the way, he keened in pain as the left hung at an uncomfortable and rather unnatural position. As Hiccup studied it, he easily came to the conclusion that it was broken. Many creatures on his island had broken bones, limbs, and other body parts; enough for him to be able to positively identify such an occurrence.

"URGHA!" The male dragon roared incensed by his pain and frustration. "Why of all days, this day!" He scream to the sky.

Hiccup had little idea as to who the dragon could possibly be screaming too, and turned an angular head up, just to be safe that there was no random dragon flying above him. "Is this funny to you Draco(1)?"

Now Hiccup was worried, his eyes could see nothing in the sky except for many stars. "Who are you calling to?"

The male beast turned toward him, "You do not know of Draco?"

The young dragonet had the sudden feeling of being out of some cosmic loop; was he supposed to know of this Draco?

"N~o," he responded, quiet with the sudden sinking feeling of being considered stupid by the second dragon he'd ever met.

The black dragon forgot his pain and anger momentarily to cast his glowing eyes upon him; sweeping up and down his form. "What are you supposed to be?"

Hiccup felt the urge to run, to disappear as he was supposed to have done when this dragon crashed upon his island. How silly of him to seek out this creature, despite the pain the other was in?

"I don't know," was what he responded back with, instead of his fleeing visage.

The male hissed again, as his step forward jarred his injured wing. "You don't know what you are?"

"No."

"Do you now where you are?"

"No."

"Do you know anything at all?" The tone was long-suffering and edging back toward being frustrated.

"I know your wing is broken."

This is for Star-Struck Inu's AMAZING fanfic -----> [link]
Its like only the best fanfic ever because *dramatic pause* IT HAS DRAGON!HICCUP x TOOTHLESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thats right my friends that is Hiccup in dragon form, he is a cross between a nightmare and a timberjack. I still quite havent worked all the kinks out of hiccups design yet (which makes me feel like an idiot because i talked with Star-Struck Inu about how he is supposed to look...)
either way

I really hope Star-Struck Inu likes it because It is a WONDERFUL story (all of her's are) and ALL OF YOU SHOULD GO READ IT Its super unique and its got dragon!hiccup in it, whats not to love.

...but seriously, Dragon!Hiccup is the best and all of you should go read this story. And if your a fanfic writer and your reading this, get to work. Come on people the world needs more Dragon!Toothcup sex love!