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[Hiccup was fast asleep in a very comfortable looking bed. The sunlight streamed in through the window, and with a twitch, he yawned and opened his eyes.

And yelled.

Very loudly.]


WHAT? WHAT?

[Very quickly, he stumbled out of bed and promptly tripped and rolled on the floor. Looking down at his legs, he screamed.

He had two of them.

He was supposed to be missing one.

Finding his footing, he scrambled to his feet and managed to find his way out the door of the bedroom, down the stairs, and out the front door, screaming all the way at his surroundings.

Upon arrival outside, he spins around, taking in the scenery in disbelief. Finally, he seems to get some semblance of mind about him and starts yelling for the people he knows.]


DAD? DAD?

ASTRID?

TOOTHLESS?

[Yes, Anderson Lane, there is a teenage boy in pajamas out in your street yelling. What are you going to do?]
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Date: 2011-01-14 05:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toothlessfury.livejournal.com
[Toothless was very comfortable, he'll have you know. Asleep in front of the fire in his own house, waiting for his own "family" to wake up. Of course, the drone wife was awake and she was cooking, but he had already snatched up some of their food and gotten scolded for it.

Now, his ear twitched. A half a second passed before his head darted up. Looking toward the sound of--it couldn't be.

And he burst through the door (literally, sorry, China, he'll fix it somehow), and was down the street as fast as he could run. If he could even attempt to fly, he would be all over it.

But as it was, he was darting through hedges and fences and all sorts of things.

And halfway down Anderson lane he stopped, staring.

Holy crap.

Half a growl, half a purr comes from the dragon as he approaches, very cautiously.

Who knew? Hiccup could be filled with acid or razor blades too :|a]

Date: 2011-01-14 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] white-pretear.livejournal.com
[Himeno was out for her morning jog when she spotted Hiccup out on the street in his PJs. After months in Mayfield this wasn't exactly a surprising sight.]

...Nice PJs.

Date: 2011-01-14 05:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] white-pretear.livejournal.com
Woah. Try to calm down for a minute alright?

Date: 2011-01-14 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eldest-hatter.livejournal.com
[Have a rather curious witch passing by as well.]

...Is everything alright?

Date: 2011-01-14 05:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] white-pretear.livejournal.com
If you just shut up for a minute I can explain!

Date: 2011-01-14 05:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eldest-hatter.livejournal.com
[Sophie smiles at him sympathetically.]

I'm afraid you have been brought to this town like the rest of us. It is called Mayfield.

Date: 2011-01-14 05:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] white-pretear.livejournal.com
That's better.

This place is called Mayfield. You've been taken from your home and placed in the town just like everyone else here.

Date: 2011-01-14 05:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eldest-hatter.livejournal.com
We are not sure. Everyone who has been brought here simply wakes up one day, no longer in their home.

Date: 2011-01-14 05:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toothlessfury.livejournal.com
[The dragon stares a moment, and then ever so cautiously once more, steps closer...

closer...

close enough to lean out and tap Hiccup with his nose...




Okay, good, he didn't explode or anything...

Toothless stares at the viking for a few moments, his eyes wide, their acid color being overtaken by the widening of his pupils. He nudges Hiccup twice more before licking his face, nuzzling him hard enough to knock the kid over and giving him a pleased sort of noise.]

Date: 2011-01-14 05:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doastheromansdo.livejournal.com
Woah--hey, calm down a sec. There's a semi-reasonable explanation for all this, promise.

Date: 2011-01-14 05:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eldest-hatter.livejournal.com
I'm afraid...they are home, where you left them.

Date: 2011-01-14 05:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] white-pretear.livejournal.com
It doesn't. That's the problem.

Basically you've been kidnapped, and now you're trapped.

Date: 2011-01-14 05:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toothlessfury.livejournal.com
[Toothless ducks his head, only slightly to not throw Hiccup off or knock him over again when he didn't mean to and lets out a small whine.

Two months and he still has no idea.]
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