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Blue Fish [ACTION FOR ANYWHERE] Fourth Wall.

_{[Today Toothless woke up, and felt Different.]

[The first sort of Different was because he was himself again, and this warranted bounding around the room, outside the room, up and down the hallway, outside, and in and out of several shops before he stopped to investigate the other kind of Different.]

[He hadn't even noticed it at first, so thrilled was he to be in his real body again.]

[But then he realized... there IS SOMETHING ON HIS TAIL.]

[And in the middle of the patch of lawn in front of the hotel he and the women he'd been following were staying in, the Night Fury had turned to snarl and snap at whatever was hanging onto him, expecting it to be, like, that annoying little dragon that had been following him around for so long or something.]}

_{[... But no. It's... a fin. Sort of like the one that Hiccup had built for him so that they could fly together, but... it works on its own, without needing aid from the young Viking's foot.]

[.... Toothless knows instantly what he is going to do with it.]

[With one powerful beat of his wings, he TAKES THE HELL OFF.]

[Does he tell anyone where he's going? Nope.]

[He doesn't care.]

[He is going to go and find his human. RIGHT NOW.]}

_{[... But behind him on the ground, a lone Bagon watches its trainer (... does it even count as a trainer anymore? Aren't trainers supposed to be HUMAN?) sail away on giant wings and just... sighs. Jealous. :(]}

_{[ooc: OOPS I FORGOT IT'S SNOWY. oh well. If any of you want to see Toothless flyin' or possibly have an encounter with him, feel free to tag! He probably looks... like a Pokemon to some people. 8I]}

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[OH HEY. WHAT'S THIS? IS THIS ANOTHER DRAGON FLYING?]

[I THINK IT IS.]

_{[... A-another dragon?!]

[Toothless has encountered only one flying dragon here before... and it wasn't overly friendly. Though maybe that had been because he'd been a human at the time.]

[Needless to say, Toothless is wary (it looks MUCH bigger than him...) but he can't help but drift a little closer, out of curiosity.]}

[That's an interesting looking dragon. He's never seen one that looks like it before.]

[He circles. And then decides, why not? Might as well greet the stranger as he would any other of his kind.]

[... Which means with the use of the Thu'um. The Voice.]

Yol toor shol!

[Unfortunately, this Shout is accompanied by a large gout of fire -- albeit one aimed at empty air, but still.]

_{[... Y-yikes.]

[Needless to say, Toothless doesn't understand The Voice-- nor is he entirely sure that the stream of bright fire is a friendly greeting. Like a swallow, he angles in the air and goes zipping downwards, clipping a WIIIIIDE berth around the much-larger dragon.]

[He's still curious... but definitely cautious.]}

[... That's not how you're supposed to do this, Toothless B|]

[The dragon circles again, watching the smaller dragon dive for cover. Curious, he responds in kind, landing in a clear patch, and calling up.]

Geinmaar Paarthurnax. Hin zaan, mal dovah?

[What's your name, little guy?]

_{[HEY HE CAN'T HELP IT OKAY.]

[He are aminal. :(]

[Zipping downwards, he flares his wings and lands at the top of a pine tree, making it bend dangerously under his weight. He regards the giant dragon through wary green eyes as he does so. He judges this to be a safe distance.]

[Needless to say, he doesn't answer the question-- which probably makes him look either deaf or just really stupid.]}

[Paarthurnax is not quite sure what to make of this strange little dovah. It's not even formed right.]

[And it's not speaking. It isn't even Shouting.]

Geinmaar nis hon zaan. [A pause.] I cannot hear your voice.

Have you the dragon speech?

_{[Oh, okay, THAT language, he's at least SOMEWHAT familiar with. But.. he's never heard a DRAGON speaking it before.]

[He cocks his head to one side.]

[And then opens his mouth and lets out a brief bellow.]

[HI. NOPE. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE SAYING TO ME. BUT HI ANYWAY.]}

[... And the old dragon has never met another that couldn't speak.]

[What is this. This should not happen.]

... You cannot speak?

_{[If THIS dragon knows how to talk like the humans... huh.]

[Eyes narrowing, Toothless extends his wings again and flits down from the tree, touching down at the edge of the clearing. Cautiously approaching.]}

[For his part, the elder dragon stays still. It's like watching a wild animal, which is... unnerving, to say the least.]

_{[Slooooowly edging closer. Slooooooooowly.]

[His mouth is wide open as he does so-- displaying his...er, toothlessness, as a sort of 'See? I'm no threat, don't hurt me' message.]}

[ Kate has SOME timing. She came hurrying downstairs to get a look outside (now apparently equipped with her NCIS gear-- at least what was missing when she arrived, which was her gun) to investigate when she sees Toothless' real form. Whoah. WHOAH-- ] Oh JESUS Chris--!

[ And then he's GONE. WHAT THE HELL?! What WAS that thing?! Not like any Pokemon she'd ever seen before! ]

_{[FASTER THAN A SPEEDING BULLET. ABLE TO LEAP TALL BUILDINGS IN A SINGLE BOUND!]

[Or-- well-- fly over them.]

[Needless to say, after the great WOMP of his wings sends him soaring upwards before Kate's eyes, he's little more than a black bullet, streaking across the sky.]

[But give him a moment or two, and he'll be angling back-- because hey, before he can pick Hiccup up, he realizes he needs something. 8( BREAKFAST.]}

[ It's coming back it's coming back it's coming back it's coming back! And Kate is just going to try backing away to find a good place to either take cover or hold her ground. She doesn't want to get stuck with her back against a wall if she needs to run. ]

_{[YEP. IT'S COMIN' BACK ALL RIGHT.]

[As he comes in for a landing, intending to trundle right back into the hotel and into the kitchen, he spots something that distracts him. That something is Kate.]

[And no, he doesn't quite realize that she might not know who he is.]

[So he zooms straight down at her.]

[HI KATE!! HI!!! HELLO!]}

[OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD WHAT IS IT DOING CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP IT SAW ME! And she actually lets out an indignant shout as he comes barrelling OH GOD TOOTHLESS WHAT

I AM SO SORRY TOOTHLESS BUT GUN IS BEING AIMED WHAT ARE YOU DOING ] Hold it right there!

_{[--WHOA WHOA WHOA BACKPEDALING. Or more accurately, Toothless turns in midflight and gracefully zips around the side of the building instead.]

[He's already run into Ziva with hers and has decided that he Does Not Like Guns.]}

[Unlike most people this weekend, Hiccup is absolutely normal. There are no magical powers or transformations taking place, and he hasn't been teleported across the map. In fact, had he not been utterly fascinated with the technology of the pokegear, he wouldn't have noticed there was anything going on at all.

At least, until a familiar whistling noise sung through the air. It was the kind of sound that, back home, would shoot fear into the hearts of vikings and cause them to yell a warning call. There was a Night Fury nearby. Hiccup looks up, eyes wide because that is a noise that he loves and has experienced at a close range. He's ridden a Night Fury, after all.

But that is not the only reason his eyes go wide. Toothless wasn't capable of flying on his own--and yet, there he was. Speeding across the sky.]

TOOTHLESS!

[Hiccup scrambles to his feet, stuffing the gear into his bag before tossing it over his shoulder so he can wave both arms at his friend.]

BUDDY, HEY! DOWN HERE!

_{[Yep. Flying. On his OWN. And boy does it feel great.]

[But unlike when they first met, when Toothless would surely have rocketed off into the sky and never returned if the contraption hadn't been dependent on Hiccup to work, this time? Escaping into the blue is the last thing on Toothless' mind.]

[At the sound of the familiar shout from far below, the tiny black shape up in the sky folds its wings almost flat and comes shooting downwards like some kind of MISSILE.]

[There. There it is. The thing he's been looking for.]

[In what probably seems like mere milliseconds before a disastrous crash with the ground, Toothless's wings shoot open again and send him aloft JUST enough for a semi-chaotic running landing. Straight at Hiccup.]

[c: LOOK. LOOK AT ME. I CAN FLY.]}

[Not knowing the extent of Toothless's hearing capabilities, Hiccup is a bit relieved at the quick change in flight pattern.

And then there is a missile. And the missile doesn't look like it's stopping anytime soon?

Hiccup takes a few steps back at the dragon's approach, tripping over himself and falling to the ground. On reflex, he squeezes his eyes shut, but since he isn't trampled...he peeks up to Toothless as the widest grin stretches.]

Toothless, you're back to normal! [He manages to get back on his feet, hand running over the black scales as he moves along Toothless's side.] This is amazing, but... How are you flying?

_{[Is Toothless surprised when Hiccup falls over? NOPE. The kid always was noodly and clumsy. Just the way Toothless remembers!]

[He lets out a happy, rumbling croon and gives the boy a few messy licks to the face as he gets up-- no choice in the matter, for the record, he hasn't seen you for months so YOU ARE GETTING LICKED.]

[At the question, he grunts and shifts his weight so that he can bring his tail around into view-- showing off the mysterious contraption attached to it. The little gears on it click and chitter as he does so, adjusting automatically to compensate for the movements of the fin on the other side.]

[It honestly looks like Hiccup's own handiwork... but TOOTHLESS sure hadn't seen it before today.]}

Toothless! [Despite the attempt at a scolding tone, Hiccup chuckles softly. It'd only been a few days for him, but he's missed getting to see his dragon in person every day.] Hey, buddy, cut it out, will you?

[He shakes his head, face a show of just how NOT upset he is at being coated in Night Fury slobber.

Once shown the prosthetic fin, Hiccup blinks in surprise. It's not as advanced as things here, and it certainly does look like something he'd make. But surely he would have remembered building something like that.

He decides to not comment on that for now. From what he's seen on the network, there has been a lot of confusion, so not understanding the device or how Toothless got it is...pretty normal in its oddness.

Instead, Hiccup's mouth splits into a grin again, and he begins scratching affectionately at the dragon's neck scales.]

Who's a good boy, flying all the way out here? I think it's Toothless! Toothless is a good boy!

_{[Once you've gotten used to coming home to a dog dragon jumping around in pure, ecstatic joy that OMG YOU'RE BACK every day, it's hard to let go of. Needless to say, despite the Hiccupless months, the Night Fury is no less enthusiastic about getting to see his favorite human again. He rumbles, fin completely forgotten in favor of leaning heavily against the boy for MAXIMUM SCRATCHING ACCESS, eyes shut happily.]}

[After his fingertips start to hurt a little from the rough texture of the Night Fury, Hiccup instead moves his arms around the dragon's neck for a gentle hug.]

It's...really good to see you again, Toothless.

[Hiccup draws away then, soft tone replaced by a more upbeat, challenging one.]

So what do you say we go for a flight, huh?

_{[The reaction is instantaneous. Perking up enthusiastically, he bows down to allow Hiccup to climb on just like they've done dozens of times before. There's no saddle... but with the strange contraption on his tail, it would seem that no saddle is required for flight like it was before.]

[... On the other hand, it'll be up to Hiccup to hang on for himself. ... Unless he can find some twine or something.]}

[While Hiccup hadn't forgotten about the fin, it hadn't occurred to him that his usual saddle wouldn't be there.]

Hmmn.

[He does have that laundry line thing in his bag, but...]

You're not going to be able to go at top speed, okay bud? I'm pretty sure I won't fall, but...

[The boy clambers onto the dragon's back, lightly sliding his hands along Toothless's neck before leaning in closer.]

You ready?

_{[The dragon lets out a slight grumble, but he understands. Unlike when they FIRST met, the last thing he wants is to accidentally throw his rider off. How things change, huh?]

[Once the boy on his back seems balanced, Toothless spreads his batlike wings, bobbing his head affirmatively. Night Furies are built for speed, but he'll at least TRY to take this slow. ... Not that it works too great. Takeoffs tend to be fast by default.]

[With a mighty clap of the leathery wings, he launches off the ground-- but checks himself once in the air, trying to soar rather than just beat his way upwards like a giant black bottle-rocket.]}

_{[HEY look at that red thing. That red vaguely bullet-shaped red thing armed by a blue koala, firing plasma everywhere like mad and leaving smoking ruins in his wake]}

_{[.... That does not look like ANY dragon Toothless has EVER seen before.]

[He's never even seen a VEHICLE-- much less a SPACESHIP.]

[He doesn't even notice the blue koala behind the wheel.]

[He's too busy going WTF at the ... well, UFO.]

[Brb following.]}

_{[Not noticing the dragon just yet, the spaceship flies about seemingly randomly, blasting everything that moves and all buildings he deems too tall, he flits about at high speed, making lots of noise as he fires the cannon.]

[Lots of noise.]

[While it doesn't looks like a dragon, it sure as hell acts like one; burninating the countryside the city and all, and making lots and lots of noise.]}

_{[... Whoa. Whoa, okay.]

[Although Toothless himself is pretty much used to ... well, YES, burninating villages, he sort of knows that's not okay now. So when the weird spherical red dragon goes and starts firing shots at the city, his green eyes narrow and he angles his wings in, dropping into a dive that increases in speed with that characteristic screaming whistle that his kind is known for.]

[And when he's in range.... BA-BOOM. One blue-white ball of explodey fire aimed right at you, Stitch.]}

_{[Stitch hasn't even noticed Toothless is there, and when he here's that... fireworks-like noise, it's too late.]

[The spaceship is sturdy enough to not break on impact, but the force of it launches the veichle the other way, violently flinging it right into the nearest building with an immense crash and a cascade of smoke.]}

_{[AW YEAH. B)]

[With an elegant swoop, Toothless alights on the edge of the hole in the side of the building to investigate further.]}

_{[The spaceship is ruined beyond rescue, now a smoking pile of crumpled up metal and broken glass.]

[Stitch, however, is better off (being indestructible sure helps), although quite dizzy and shaken. He slowly drags himself out of the destroyed veichle, digging his claws deep into the metal to pull himself out, all four hands needed.]}

_{[... What IS that? ... A Terrible Terror? ... No. Too many legs. It's undoubtedly one of the weirdest creatures Toothless has ever seen, though. Maybe it's one of the many weird animals native to this place. Either way, he assumes a defensive stance, spreading his giant, leathery wings imposingly.]}

_{[As he has freed himself from the wreckage, he violently shakes, like a dog that just got out of the water, debris stuck in his fur flying every which way.]

[Seeing Toothless, he gets up in his legs, and brandishing all four arms with accompanying claws he takes a few steps towards him, seething with rage.]}

Toobaga... Aggaba! Ika patooie!

_{[.... That sounds... oddly familiar...]

[But in response, Toothless curls his lip, exposing his own razor-sharp teeth and growling dangerously. He doesn't have the right kinds of vocal chords to speak back. But his body language probably says it all.]}

_{[Stitch won't let him get away easily, and it doesn't matter that Toothless are a quite a few sizes larger than him.]

[He walks closer, snarling and growling out obscenities in tantalog, occasionally waving his arms around to appear larger.]}

_{[... okay, that DEFINITELY sounds familiar.]

[As such, Toothless lids his eyes-- and then spits a small ball of white-hot fire at Stitch's feet. Back off bro.]}

_{[Stitch jumps back, surprised. Looking down at the burned ground and then back up at Toothless. Okay, that was new.]

[He gets down on all six, cautiously skittering up closer to Toothless, stopping every few steps to see if he'll do the fire thing or something similar again.]}

_{[Needless to say, Toothless narrows his eyes. And after a few of these starts-and-stops, he spits out another one.]}

_{[He backs off quickly, glaring back at Toothless.]

[New strategy.]

[This time he approaches slowly, close to the ground and with eyes narrowed, ready to jump aside again if he should need to.]}

_{[Toothless makes his feelings on the approach clear by curling his lip and pinning his ear-flaps.]

[But he doesn't spit fire again. ... Yet.]}

_{[He stops for a moment, but then inches a little closer. And a little closer. And when he's close enough he just stops and stares back, for the moment unhostile but clearly not a happy alien.]}

Gaba nala?!

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...such neglect.

Toothless is kind of a terrible trainer.

Did Hiccup teach him nothing...

:( At least not when it comes to getting along with other dragons!

Shame on him.

8( but it eats his fooooood

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