Long Live The Chief

"Back on set with this loser!"

where everything’s the same except the dragons are people in suits and there is an on-going cast competition of who can take the most PDA photos of Hiccstrid

Sad shitty comics about it - 3/??

But hey, what is up with the Haddocks looking like the Starks of Winterfell.

Even after the beast had been lassoed and brought to the ground, it was still dangerous. Its whip-like tail lashed out and struck all those trying to get close. Astrid had snuck up in its blind spot and earned that scar for the trouble. She’d been rushed to Gothi, the vikings scared she’d bleed out but she’d pulled through.

He had hoped that it had gotten away, back to its home where it could remain undisturbed, but he had a sinking feeling that wasn't what happened at all. 

     ”I don’t really know what to tell you, Hiccup. I think you and you’re friend may be stuck in Oz for a while unless we figure something out. This has been the first time to my knowledge that something like this has happened.”

"Well, that's me, always making an impression." He mumbled, but let out a breath. "Thanks, for your help, though." 

                  His simper and touch has her laughing softly, leaning into                    his calloused hand.  To think — just five years ago she                   would have considered such a moment impossible.                                               “Good to know.  Now I                                                know what to use to                                                bribe you.”

                            His fingers continued to lightly trace                             the features of her face, his touch as                             gentle as it always was. 

           His reaction to her fascination caused her            to chuckle a little. While meeting new people            was an unnerving experience, learning about            new cultures was one of her favourite things.            It was good for political reasons, and it was            good for her general thirst for knowledge.                        “You know, if I’m being perfectly honest, compared                          to the people - dignitaries and the like - that I deal                          with on a daily basis, vikings would be a welcome                          change, I think.” Graceful and proper as she was,                          Elsa often tired of the stuffy attitudes held by the                          majority of people she dealt with.          He was willing to answer all of her questions.          Excellent. There was one question itching at          the tip of her tongue, but she wasn’t sure if it          was, well, tactful to simply blurt it out.                                             “Do you really have dragons?”                                               too late.

                          "Yeah! I mean, there used to be a Dragon                           War - Vikings Vs Dragons - but it's so                           different now. We befriend and ride them. My                           best friend is a dragon - A Night Fury, I call                           him Toothless." 

                              "Oh good - So - I'm guessing there are                              other fairies around here, huh? That's                              amazing - are they uh, all winter fairies                              like you?" 

Giving a nod in reply, it was obvious to her that this area had dragons that differed greatly from the few she had read about. And for one she hadn’t even believed that actually existed until now. “I may or may not regret this later but can I meet your dragon?”

              / ➳ \ Her question caught him by surprise, but it wasn't long before his lips pulled upwards into a small grin, and he nodded his head to indicate that she could. "Sure. He's at the cove I mentioned, with the lake. So uh, you'll meet him really soon, actually. 

                             "No, no, it's fine. It's pretty interesting,                              actually. Maybe your family has links                              with the Jǫtunn stretching way back..                              I mean, it's possible - and it might                              explain the power, maybe it skipped                              some generations, or something." 

❄ » A gentle  smile forms  on her         lips,  and she  turns  towards         him,  opening  her  hands  so         that   he   could    see   better.         As    her     fingers   uncurled,         glittering               snowflakes         materialized above her palms         It’s   a   small   sample  of  her          powers,     but     the     queen          figured   it  would  suffice,  at          least,              for               now.

              / ➳ \ Instinctively, he leaned a little                    closer to her hands as they opened,                    and at the sight of the snowflakes,                    swirling up out of her palms, his eyes                    widened, and a breath of awe escaped                    him immediately, along with a soft:                    "Wow.." His eyes moved up to her face                    once more, and his smile grew.                                                "That was amazing!" 

                                                       ❝ It’s not safe to here. ❞                                             A sigh; a dip of the head.                                                              ❝ Will you follow me ? ❞

                   The affirmation left him easily, and he observed                    the other male's back, before he took a slow step                    forward, as though backing up his statement with                    physical proof. 

Watching as he bared his teeth, she moved close and smiled. No pointy teeth, well that’s strange. Guess mother was wrong. "You have regular teeth like I do, that makes me feel a little better knowing you’re a regular person." Rapunzel then glanced to the dragon, giggling at his gummy smile. "What exactly is your pet? He’s so big. And how come he doesn’t have teeth?"

"Regular is pretty relative." He joked, before he rubbed Toothless atop of the head. "Toothless is a dragon - A Night Fury, and he has retractable teeth. He can make them appear whenever he likes."