020 - Action, forward dated to Tuesday morning

[worstvikingever]

Good morning, Mayfield, have you drunk your milk today?

Well the folks over at 729 Anderson Lane haven't, and Officer Milkman has had his eyes on them.

Long story short: Hiccup is droned.

A. 729 Anderson Lane [Hiccup comes downstairs this morning with a happy, cheerful smile on his face. He goes right to the kitchen, because it's time for breakfast!]

Good morning, everybody! Gosh, it's an awfully nice day out, isn't it? Maybe there'll be kids playing baseball in the park! Wouldn't that be swell?

B. Around town throughout the day [Still with that cheerful smile on his face, Hiccup will be heading downtown and/or the park to do the things boys his age do, which is go get a milkshake or play baseball in the park or whatever.

Or kill people. That's just jolly good fun too, don't you know?]

((OOC: HICCUP IS MILKMAN-DRONED. IF YOU TALK TO HIM HE WILL PROBABLY TRY TO KILL YOU, JUST SO YOU KNOW.

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[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[Mart is bleeding profusely now.]

You bastard! I don't care if you're droned, I'm kicking your ass!

[Hey Hiccup! Have a table thrown at you.]

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup ducks, and the table sails over his head and shatters on the wall behind him. Despite everything he's still smiling.]

Mister, you should be careful! You're destroying someone else's property! You could get arrested for that!

[And he runs straight at Mart, surprisingly agile for a kid with a prosthetic leg, lifting his bat and aiming to swing it down on Mart's head again.]

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[Fortunately, Mart's had experience dealing with psycho boys with bats.

He opens his maw

and attempts to grab the abt with his teeth, biting into it.]

[worstvikingever]

[Well that was unexpected! Hiccup concedes the loss of the bat surprisingly quickly in exchange for picking up a large, hefty splinter of the table Mart just broke, stabbing toward Mart's stomach with it.]

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[It just manages to cut into his stomach when Mart grabs Hiccups hands. That was a close one. Mart spits out the wooden scraps of the bat at Hiccup and then jumps back. He'll be watching Hiccup very carefully as he edges toward the door...]

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup smiles and watches Mart edge toward the door. He doesn't follow though. Not yet.]

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[Walking backward down those steps. Mart may have supe strength, but he does not want to rip a poor innocent viking apart even in self defense. Unfortunately, on the last step, he trips and falls on his back.]

Fuck.

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup bursts out laughing. It's a bright and happy youthful laugh and at the same time it is strange, empty, and creepy. He picks up another hefty splinter and walks over to Mart.]

Really mister, you should watch yourself on those stairs. You could get hurt.

[And he lifts the splinter to stab at Mart again.]

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[Mart'll roll aside and attempt a kick to Hiccup's leg to try and slow him down.]

[worstvikingever]

[And Hiccup goes down. His prosthetic leg actually gets stuck in a crack, and he's having some difficulty getting it out again, but seems to not be terribly bothered by it.]

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[Mart'll attempt to stomp on the trapped prosthetic leg to try and slow him down.]

[worstvikingever]

[Well, Mart's effectively made him even more stuck. He's not going to be getting out any time soon.]

Well nuts! Doesn't that just take the cake!

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

Would you just shut the fuck up with all that 'gosh darn' TV land talk!

You're fucking crazy and driving me crazy!

[MArt continues stepping back...]

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup continues to try to free himself, but fails.]

Gee, mister, I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about!