We can go back...

"Hey Toothless!" Hiccup said to his friend in a cheerful tone. "I brought you something!" Bringing a basket of fish everyday, especially Salmon is a huge risk for the viking to endure. Cats has to follow him through there, making him a vulnerable target.

"No bud, there’s no eel. I promise." Hiccup assured him as the dragon continued to look suspicious and he growled for a while. He has been really extra careful with hiding Toothless, otherwise people may panic at him.

.“E-Eh..?” 

"Someone’s here! Oh great.." Hiccup was dumbfounded when both dragon and rider turned around and saw a girl staring at Toothless. "Easy, it’s not what you think it is." Hiccup rambled on, Toothless’s mood seems to be ruined. More humans? Fun. 

{❀}—; After all, things like that couldn't exist. However... It seemed she was mistaken. Finding this almost hidden garden was like a dream. Ah, that was it. She must have been dreaming right now, right? Otherwise... It was impossible. Futaba found herself speechless staring at the creature in front of her. It was like a giant lizard, or something like that anyways. Hearing a voice her eyes shifted to a boy standing near the creature. Did he know about that thing? The other certainly didn't looked shocked seeing it. More so, uneasy.

{❀}—; Brown eyes shifted back over to the creature. That was what the called, a dragon... In stories at least. It's not what she thought it was? Well what the hell did she think it was in the first place. Making sense of the situation was futile. "I—...I must be dreaming... Yeah, that's it. I'm dreaming..." She said to herself in a soft voice. It felt like she had turned to stone, so shocked she couldn't even move. "It couldn't be.."

Hands snug in his pockets, Katsu trudged down the street. Passing a cluster of noisy boys, he scowled. He could hear their lazy pick up lines and just picture their greasy faces. Yawning, he turned away from the group and continued on his way. He had committed the grave mistake of forgetting his earphones and now had to face the consequences, hearing the irksome chatter of people he didn’t care about. At the very least, he was glad that the distance between him and the noisy males was increasing. Soon enough, he’d be in the older parts of the city. Quiet would greet him and the cozy aroma of freshly brewed coffee would welcome him. Then he felt a hand fold into his.

What did she call him? Boyfriend? Don’t drag me into this. Her movements never halted and so Katsu was dragged along until the group was out of sight. Raising his head to the heavens, he sighed again. Why was it that he kept falling into these situations? He had done nothing wrong that he could think of. He simply wanted to live his life in quiet. He didn’t even hit on anyone. He didn’t even flirt with anyone. No, the people in Koi were off his radar. And yet he somehow gained a fake girlfriend. The girl couldn’t find any other way of escaping besides using him. Voice ringing familiarity, eyebrows knitted together as head tilted to the side and downwards. No. Bringing a hand up to immediately cover his eyes, he dragged the hand down his face and sighed. “It’s you.” It wasn’t that he disliked the girl. Katsu simply saw her and the word ‘annoying’ flashed into his mind. She looked the dependent type, the righteous better-than-thou type, but who was he to judge? At her apology, he scoffed, shoulders rising and falling in the process. Bringing a hand up to rub his neck, another sigh left him. What was it again? Whenever you sigh, you lose happiness. Well, he figured he sighed because of his unhappy situation. “Haaa…how do I say this?” Katsu leaned over her and held up one finger. “One. If you have to drag me, I didn’t let you do anything. Drag implies you did it forcefully. Two.” He said, holding up another finger. “You dragged me away from where I was going.” He pointed to the street across from where they were and directly in the line of sight of the group of boys. “So thanks for that.” Delivering the dry response, he straightened up and awaited hers.

{❀}—; Following her apology the male responded with a derided tone and expression. Her teeth clenched hearing his words, how annoying. Even after trying to apologize he had to act such a way. Was it really that difficult to forgive someone? Besides, there wasn't anything else she could have done. Maybe this jerk should put himself in Futaba's shoes. He didn't seem like the type to care much for others from what she could tell. Even after meeting as briefly as they had already developed such a relationship. This guy was definitely a few years older than Futaba, yet he could still act this way. At the very least he could accept her apology. Really, some guys were just walking demonstrations of why she hated them. Both that group of guys earlier and this guy just got on her nerves. The brunette slumped and let out a loud sigh. "Give me a break, I apologized."

Natsume looked around the alley. No cats. Nothing. Just dark, wet, and creepy looking. Deep down she just wanted to cry. How do I even get out of this place, she thought. There wasn’t a single person who was near her. Voices were getting closer to her. Then she started to panic. Her heart started pumping faster and faster. It felt like her heart was just about ready to jump out. Around the corner, a group of guys appeared. A gang? Or a regular group of guys? This was great. She’s alone and vulnerable. Just like a little kitten without it’s mother to protect it. 

She clutched her small handbag a little harder than necessary. The brunette was terrified the group. She wanted to run away as soon as possible. She wanted to get out of Belladonna. Her feet started pacing the opposite end of the alley. The guys had started following her  but then stopped for some reason. She didn’t want to know so she continued walking as fast as her feet could take her. When she turned around to look in front of her she was about a couple of inches from running into the girl in front of her. Natsume was sure she was alone but where did this girl come from? At least she wasn’t alone but she needs to get out of this place.

“Listen, if you could keep this between us I’d appreciate it…”

What was she talking about? She had no idea. Though that doesn’t matter. She was scared to death now and felt like crying. Even though she was scared, the brunette turned around slowly to see if the group of guys were still following them but they were standing around. One of them had caught Natsume looking and gave her a smile. Yup, looking back was a mistake and her knuckles were starting to turn white. 

{❀}—; Seeing another girl around her age there, almost put her a bit at ease. While she was still nervous being in this area, she wasn't the only one. Her fear of this girl having seen those boys talking to her earlier vanished once she looked at the girl's expression. Futaba blinked looking at the slightly shorter girl. This girl had yet to say a thing about those guys, which only told her that she hadn't seen. In fact it seemed like she had no idea what she was saying. The only thing Futaba could read on her face was she was terrified. This girl looked pretty cute herself, it wasn't surprising she was uneasy here. Seeing the other look back Futaba followed with her eyes. Sh-Shit... There's more? Thinking to herself a bead of sweat formed at her temple. It didn't look like they were coming any close but it was still pretty unsettling. What were they suppose to do? Futaba turned her head to look away again, until she heard the other girl speak.

I’ll use a number generator and write a drabble/reaction based on what I get.

Confess to yours

Ask yours out on a date

Use a Lame Pick-up line

Kiss on the forehead

Kiss on the cheek

Propose to yours

Passionate Kiss

Hug yours

Kiss on the Lips

Write yours a love letter

Serenade yours

KISS CAM at a game

Kiss in the rain

Comfort yours

Hold your muse’s hand

React to yours confessing

Stretching her arms a bit before grabbing another pastry, Ayano forced herself to slow down and to stop acting as if she hadn’t eaten in years. It wasn’t very becoming, and she didn’t want anyone to get grosse—

"… Aren’t you hot wearing that?" A voice inquired from her left, and Ayano jumped a little. She was a little too engrossed in her food to notice that someone had come up to her table. Well, it was in the corner, after all, but still…

Ayano blinked at the stranger, her gaze setting on the other girl’s hair. ('Oh my god is that what you call perfectly messed up hair I did not know that existed') She wasn’t surprised or thrown off by the question itself, but she probably looked like it, so Ayano raised up both hands and smiled sheepishly. "… No, no, it’s okay! I get that a lot, actually."

"I don’t really notice the heat, haha… so it’s fine!" Way to make a first impression, Ayano! It was her own turn to blush in embarrassment, and she shook her head slightly as if it could make the heat rising in her cheeks go away. "And, um, you may sit with me if you’d like!"

{❀}—; Futaba couldn't help but wonder why this girl was sitting on her own in the first place. She seemed like a very likeable girl, plus she was pretty. Or maybe, this girl was like her? Although it didn't seem that way it certainly was possible. With an appearance like her's it wouldn't be surprising if people noticed her. Pushing those thoughts aside she tried to carry a conversation with this girl. "Well, wearing a scarf indoors I'm not surprised people wonder." This was her chance to make a friend, she didn't want to ruin that chance so early on. Futaba was trying to be herself as much as she could, while avoiding acting very feminine. Futaba was talking with her mouth opened wide, while still keeping a friendly volume. "Eeh? Really, I guess you'd get used to it after a while."