Worlds Apart [closed] [Set before moleplot and aliensplot]

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

After training with Zuko (and a shower), Hiccup had just wanted to relax. That meant a trip to Hydroponics, for fake sunshine on his face. At least until he got under the shade of a tree with bright pink leaves, anyway.

It also meant hanging out with his buddy.

There was outright giggling as Toothless nudged his side, rolling him over so that he could squeeze in under the shade, curled around his boy, and then Hiccup lay there against his dragon's side, one foot gleaming in the light, the toes of his other foot wiggling in the grass.

One hand idly reached up and over and scratched the dragon's neck so that his whole body rumbled as he purred.

The teenage Viking looked half-close to drifting off for a nap, but that wouldn't stop him from saying hello to anyone that passed by.

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[craaazyisland]

It didn't take too long.

Sure, Steve's first visit to hydroponics hadn't been a very happy occasion, but it at least introduced him to the fact that the place was there. And it was undeniably more calming to go to a place where then nature was real and not a creepy ghostly echo from inside your head. Even if the nature was sometimes pink.

And even if the nature was occasionally a giant goddamn what the hell is that.

"What is that?" he muttered, mostly to himself, as he caught sight of the great scaly creature lounging in the grass.

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

Hiccup heard.

"What's what?" he said lazily.

He'd just kind of gotten used to seeing a dragon lounge around like an overgrown housecat.

[craaazyisland]

Steve stared for a few seconds, then gestured at the sleeping dragon.

"The, uh... giant thing there?"

Pause.

"Tell me you see it too. Please."

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

Hiccup scratched his chin. "...see what?"

Sometimes he could be a jerk.

"I'm just kidding. This is Toothless, my dragon."

Like it was perfectly natural to have one.

"Where's yours?"

A pause.

"...Also just kidding."

[flunkingspanish.livejournal.com]

Whoa. That was a guy sitting on a...probably dragon. Once again, Paco was struck by how totally cool the other people on board this ship were.

He made sure to approach from the front so that the dragon wouldn't think he was trying to sneak up on it. Sneaking up on a dragon seemed like a very, very bad plan if you wanted to see it in a not trying-to-flatten-your-ass capacity.

"Hey dude! 'Sup?" Paco called out, stopping a reasonable distance away. Hey, no way like the straight-forward!

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

Cool is not the word Hiccup would use to describe himself. Toothless, though...

Hey, that arm was cool, too. And way more advanced than his. Impressive, even if it was too advanced for him to have, on account of him wanting to be able to repair his leg with minimal effort and materials.

"Hello, strange future man. With your moon language. I speak Norse. Noooorse," Hiccup teased, waving. "So try to speak very simple things that actually make sense and they might just translate over."

[flunkingspanish.livejournal.com]

The dragon was cool. The fact that this guy could sit on the dragon made him cool. Simple coolness logic.

Paco laughed and took Hiccup's response as an invitation to approach. "Sorry, Norse isn't offered at my school. We're gonna have to rely on Stacy translating for us. I'm Paco."

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"I've read about school. Don't like the sound of it. I mean, the learning is great, but the being stuck inside all day listening to someone talk at you when you could just read a book doesn't sound it."

He added, "I'm Hiccup, by the way. This is Toothless. And he is out right now."

The dragon was fast asleep and looking blissful, largely because he'd been scritched into a stupor by his human before drifting off.

"Can I take a closer look at your arm? Just...intellectual interest. Also tech envy. Though the automail's been holding up well," he said, tapping his false leg.

[telekinetic_badass]

Julian was only in hydroponics to check out the beer tree. And he was enjoying one bottle as he was on his way out, with a few others floating behind him. He stopped, though, when he noticed Hiccup and his... pet.

"That thing wouldn't happen to be related to a guy named 'Lockheed', would he?"

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"Nope."

A pause.

"And he is not a thing. His name is Toothless."

[telekinetic_badass]

That got a snort out of Julian. "And I thought Lockheed was a lame name.

"Why not just call him 'punk ass bitch' and be done with it?"

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

There was half of a second where it seemed like Hiccup was going to to be mad. But if he was, he didn't react that way.

"Toothless? What are your thoughts on this?"

The dragon's craned his neck to look at Julian, opened his mouth--which was indeed toothless--and then lots of very sharp teeth popped out, and were bared at Julian. There was a low growl that rumbled in the dragon's throat, and then a snort, and a toss of the dragon's head, as if he was saying 'bitch, please.'

"Toothless says you're not even worth getting angry over."

It was hard to tell if Hiccup was pissed off or amused.

[the-everyviking.livejournal.com]

Pink's a pretty girly color on you, Hiccup. Not that there's anything wrong with pink. When Astrid wears it.

But hey, Snotlout has better things to do than heckle his buddy. Like visit the beer tree. Which he already has.

"Heeey, Hiccup." Also Toothless. "Have you seen the beer tree? I didn't even know nature made those."

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

Hey, it's on the tree, not on him.

"It doesn't. That thing has to be unnatural somehow. The good kind of unnatural, but still unnatural."

[the-everyviking.livejournal.com]

"Why?"

It's a testament to Snotlout's logic that he thinks this is a reasonable question.

"Maybe the beer tree came first. Maybe that's where people got the idea."

[astridhofferson.livejournal.com]

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"Snotlout discovered the beer tree, huh?" On her way, she saw the bulky teen throwing back a few bottles as he made his way towards the Sensoriums. "Thor help Kang when Snotlout crashes his tavern for all that it's worth."

Not only that, she spotted Julian, another unfamiliar face, leaving shortly when she just arrived. She could tell this beer tree was a popular resort for the folks here. Anyway, after a little help from Hiccup over the coms for specific directions, finding the boy and dragon's whereabouts were simple when you knew you had to look for a dragon equivalent to that of a large, black puppy.

Coming up beside them, she squats in front of Toothless and greets him by offering a snout and head rub. And without looking at Hiccup, "Why the sour face?"

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"It's nothing," he lied.

He wasn't sure what was bothering him, the conversation with Snotlout, or the conversation with Julian.

After thinking about it, though, it was more than the conversation with Julian had reminded him of something in the conversation with Snotlout, and now he had a question he didn't want to ask her.

[astridhofferson.livejournal.com]

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Still not looking at him. "Mm'kay."

She won't push it. That's the thing-- you don't push it with Hiccup. When he has something to say he'll say it one way or the other.~ Now let's see how long he can keep quiet.

Her fingers tickle at the dragon's nosey.

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

Ruffnut was...predictably annoyed.

This time however it was at an object rather then a person (Or more often lately nothing at all.)

"Hold still!" She demanded of her prey as it swung taunting her back and forth on a string.

The object in question appeared to be a ball of blue colored ice attached to a string which in turn was attached to a stick. It was commonly known as an Ice Planet. As to where Ruffnut had procured one was anyone's guess.

She opened her mouth wide in another attempt to take a bite out of her craft swaying treat only to have it deflect off her lips once more.

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"Ruffnut," Hiccup said, looking suitably amused. "What exactly are you doing?"

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

"Rowing a boat." She snapped sarcastically, "What does it look like I'm doing?"

Yes yes she is such a charming young woman.

[ms_pepperpotts]

Pepper was exploring the ship again, this time deciding on the Hydroponics section, curious as to how it was run.

She stopped, eyes nearly popping open in surprise. There was a boy under a tree with pink leaves and was that a dragon? Forget the pink leaves, the dragon was the oddest thing she's seen today.

"A dragon? I didn't think they even existed."

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"We're on a flying ship made of meat. I'm surprised you still have a healthy sense of skepticism," remarked the teenager leaning against the drowsy, happy dragon.

[ms_pepperpotts]

"I take things day by day here. Throbbing beds? Old news. Plantsuits? Given to Ratchet for study." Pepper sat down nearby, smoothing her skirt. "Now a dragon, that's new today."

She looked at the teen. "Meat. The ship is made of meat."

[halfa-hero.livejournal.com]

"Doesums want your squeakums? Does you?" A voice called out in the middle of the trees, and a pink toy sailed out of them a little ways away form the boy and his dragon.

It was promptly followed by humoungous, green, furry thing, looking remarkably like what one would expect if someone had shoved a dog and 10 bulls together.