Dragon tales
Story 1 - problems already
Chapter 1- a rough morning

Important note about Dragon Tales!: okay so for those of you know don't know this is a follow on to two stories I did quite a while ago (Dragon Boy and Dragon Friend) so I advise you read them first if you hadn't because things might get a little confusing otherwise.

ALSO (THIS IS SO VERY IMPORTANT SO PLEASE READ): this is a collection of short stories and oneshots so I have a few ideas to start me off but this is mostly going to run off your ideas so please give me any of your suggestions or story lines and I'll get round to them^^ (you can't be too late so keep suggesting) and also if you have any ideas for other formats (someone suggested a Q and A session which I'll set up soon) and that's about it enjoy ^^

To everyone who was excited for this- I'm so so sorry it took so long

Today's story was suggested by I'm the lonely life (who gave the original story idea) and by VDlovesbooks (who wanted a story where one of them was being caring to the other).

He awoke to a snowball.

Naturally.

It had to be the crack of dawn, and it had to be freezing cold, slippery, wet ice smacking him right at the back of the head and dripping all the way down his back. Well, it was effective if nothing else. Nothing like ice water to really wake you up and make feel like an early morning dance, while you ramble incoherent half curses. It really makes you want to slap the person responsible.

Great. Just a brilliant start to the morning- just what he wanted. Oh Thor- it was freezing!

A yelp like roar told him he wasn't the only victim to the early wake up call from hell. Toothless was shaking himself- even dancing, like him (for some reason the body seemed intent on making you look like a clown whenever you got unexpectedly cold). He almost screamed at the trickster, but then he recovered his senses. He and Toothless might be up, but his dad would not take too kindly to being woken up this early in the mor-. There was a loud, angry roar as Toothless threw himself across the room at the recently acquired lodger. A huge crash followed, but apparently Toothless had missed as he heard an alarmed 'Hiccup- save me!' race through his mind, as a pale blur leapt behind him.

Hiccup had just about enough time to register the black dragon charging towards them- regardless of his rider being in the way- when, SMACK. They all fell to the floor- the very hard, uncomfortable, wooden floor. Well, good morning floorboards, its been a while. Yep, looks like Jack's definitely back.

"OW!" He heard him yell behind him. He himself just groaned into the floor, consoling himself with the fact that he'd got his just punishment- even if he did have to share it.
"Jack!" He shouted, exasperated. Not even trying to keep his voice quiet now- the damage had been done. Jack winced.
"Stop shouting- you're making my head hurt." He complained. His head was hurting?! His everything was hurting- and please say it was a decent hour... He looked out the window. The sun was only just showing itself. Oh- darn that Sky Dragon! He had to wake him up so early, didn't he! In fact, he thought whole village would be sleeping in, except for him, after last night.

The after race celebrations had extended and gotten a lot bigger with the surprise announcement of the Sky Dragon coming to stay and, well, it was a Viking party. Nothing more to be said. It was wild, crazy and went on way into the night. Everyone else was sure to be sleeping off the mead and five hundred plates of food they'd been shovelling down themselves- but just his luck to get lumbered with early bird (or, sorry, dragon).

They both hauled themselves up- Toothless still giving the Sky Dragon the dark eyes of death. Hiccup sighed.
"I swear, if you've woken up my dad-." He threatened him.
"Oh, relax, it's gonna take a lot more than that to wake up that-." A loud, deep grumble from the doorway interrupted him. No, not Stoick- although that wouldn't surprise him- Cloudjumper. Jack lowered his eyes, doing his best 'apologetic, little kid that you can't help but forgive' face and gave an apologetic kind of warble. The Stormcutter snorted angrily in a 'final warning' sort of way- before he turned round and went back into the main part of the house.

"Well." Jack said, grinning slightly- although... wearily?! What? "We didn't wake your parents up at least." He muttered, leaning on the bed... He was leaning on the bed. For support. Okay, this was beyond weird.
"Jack, are you still tired?" He asked, as he pushed off from the bed, swaying slightly.
"Eh?.. Mm, little headache- and stomachache- but I'll be fine." He rolled his eyes- that was probably last night's hangov- wait. He didn't?!
"I told you not to touch the mead!" He scowled, making it clear he wasn't going to get any sympathy from him. Yeah, he was three hundred, but he had the mental age of a ten year old- he would not be able to hold alcohol. And no way was he letting him near the stuff either.

It served him right.
"I didn't." He denied. Hiccup raised an eyebrow at him. "Come on, you'd know if I was lying." He pointed out, somewhat lost in the clouds as he drooped over slightly. True, he thought. They could see through any lies through the trust bond. Alright, so maybe he hadn't been on the mead- either way, he shouldn't have eaten so much, or whatever else was giving him grief.

Toothless chuckled and roared something out to him. Jack half heartedly shoved his face aside as he headed towards the window, growling an irritated reply back.
"No I have not been eating the funny berries- shut up." Hiccup sighed inwardly. Well, Jack was in a bad mood, he was in a bad mood, Toothless and Cloudjumper were in a bad mood- well, didn't today look to be just brilliant.

Jack jumped out the window (as per usual) and Hiccup was about to set off to meet him at the door, when a dizzying spin made him pause as he heard a thump from outside. What?... He went back to the window.
"Jack?" He called out. Then his frown deepened. He'd fallen over. That really was not like him- he was bordering concerned for the trickster now.
'I'm fine.' He groaned through their bond. 'Start worrying about organising today's academy lesson thing.' He semi ordered. Hiccup shook his head, maybe he had been eating some funny berries.

He wandered through the rest of the house, apologising to Cloudjumper on the way.
'The academy doesn't open for hours yet.' He pointed out as he opened the door, just in time to catch Jack transforming into the white dragon.
'Then lets go for a dawn flight.' He said, shaking his head to try and clear it and then taking off. Hiccup watched for a little while. He was flying a little lopsided- and he looked almost drunk in the way he was aimlessly flapping his wings hither and thither. He stood there, worried or a while, then he shook his own head. It was just a bit of an after party headache, he told himself. Discarding the worried thoughts that had started to form, he swung onto Toothless' back to follow.
'Oh and Jack, I just remembered. I promised my dad I'd spend the day with him doing chief stuff. But I think I'll stop off with first you and see how things are going with the new recruits.' He promised, recieving a dull acknowledgement in reply.

All through the flight, Jack was unusually quiet, and... it could be his imagination, but his scales looked a little dull compared to usual- and his eyes too. They weren't quite as bright as they normally were. He's just a little tired, he thought, blaming it on the rough party the previous night- and then he heard something that really confused him. An odd whoosh- so strange, the first time he asked him, 'what in the world was that?',getting a careless, somewhat defensive, 'nothing' in reply. The second time he heard it though, it clicked.

'Jack, are you sneezing?' He asked. He saw him wrinkle his snout as he grimaced slightly.
'It's fine- something just flew up my nose, that's all.' He told him. He decided to let it go, but his suspicions remained. It seemed every time he heard him say he was fine, he believed it a little less. With the simple pleasures of flight though, even with Hiccup mildly concerned for the white dragon, the hours soon wiled away- and soon it was time for them to head to the academy.

It didn't take them long to get there. Toothless slipped a little on the icy ground as he landed. But Jack, normally an expert at landing on the ice, stumbled, falling heavily into the snow. As he picked himself up, Hiccup's concern just kept growing.
'Are you sure you're-.' He began.
'I'm fine!' He snapped. Then added, much calmer and slightly apologetic. 'The headache's just making me a little dizzy- it'll pass.' There wasn't time for any other exchanges though, as Freya came running over.

"Jack! Hey!" She grinned as she ran over. "What's up with that landing?" She teased. "You eaten a bag of rocks for breakfast?" Jack transformed into human form- and Hiccup was now almost certain he was a little pale (well, pale-er), and his dizziness was easy to see. But, other than that, he seemed fine as he walked up to the young Viking girl (the key word being 'seemed').
"I'm fine, Freya." He smiled happily. "Just a little off the weather after last night." He smirked, ruefully. She smirked back (Hiccup swore she'd caught that off the Sky Dragon).
"Under the weather." She corrected, before softening the smirk into a smile. "It was a pretty good party, though." She agreed, dreamily, as Hiccup unlocked the gates. Yeah, he thought as he remembered it, grinning. That party had been wild. He was overthinking things- it probably was just the after party grogginess throwing Jack off. No doubt all the adults will be the same when they finally got up. Still, was he sure he'd be al-.
'I'll be fine, mum.' Jack interrupted the thought, and Hiccup rolled his eyes. You'd think that after having the trust bond for over five years, he'd remember that Jack could read his mind. No such luck.

Yeah, he thought. Freya was right- it was a big party. He'll be right as rain come tonight. He lifted the gates, which rose with a clattering, and wandered in. He was followed by Freya and then- wait... He turned round.
"Where's Jack?" He asked her.
"I'unno." She shrugged. Helpful, he thought. Jack was the only one she ever cooperated with- he didn't know whether it was sweet or annoying.

He reached out to the Sky Dragon... and found a mental wall blocking him. What the? He thought. Why was he keeping him out? Hold on, the wall wasn't as strong or well formed as usual. If he concentrated carefully, he might be able to gather some pieces of information about what he's doing through the lapses in attention. He tried- and he did get something- but he couldn't make sense out of any of it. Snow. Some weird colour. A strange, disgusting noise, with a smell to match- and a feeling which he couldn't quite find a word to put to. It... it was a little like dizziness, and a little like mush, or icky (or some other word the twins were fond of).

He shook his head. He had no idea what was going on, but the other academy students were starting to arrive. Freya was the only one of them that consistently arrive before the old arena had even been opened.
"You know, your dad's looking for you." One of them pointed out, gruffly. Oh great- he'd woken up and found no trace of Hiccup, Toothless or Jack anywhere. Of course he'd be panicking. He really aught to get back as quick as he could, but he couldn't just leave the kids here alone! They were extremely accident prone- many of them were hazards to themselves (and anything else in the immediate vicinity). Plus... he was a little worried about where Jack had vanished off to- and why.

He heard a chirpy roar and turned to see the graceful Stormfly making a great entrance. Saved by Astrid, he thought, as he went to inform her of the situation.
"Alright, so the kids are all here- I don't think they're carrying any weapons excessive of the usual- and I think you've got something planned?" He told her.
"I'll be fine, Hiccup." She told him, her words reminding him once again of the Sky Dragon. "It's not the first time I've done this, you know." She pointed
"Great." He grinned, mounting Toothless.

"Oh, and Jack should be around somewhere... I think. He's a little... off, after last night." He informed.
"Well, whadya know, first taste of mead and he's all over the stuff." She smirked.
"For your information, the only thing new he tried last night was sandwiches." He promised.
"Sandwiches?" She repeated.
"Well he'd never tried bread before- we stopped trying to give it him years ago cos he just threw it away." He told her. She shook her head.
"Now- go on! Before you have Stoick sending a search party after you." She said, shooing him off as she turned her attention the kids- a number of which looked to be starting a wrestling match. He set Toothless tail to the appropriate take off angle and set off.

Not long after, he heard a distant, groggy "Later Hic" through the bond. He frowned and looked back. That really did not sound like he was doing too good.

He pulled back and bid Toothless to stop, the black dragon obediently back flapped to keep them stationary. The Night Fury looked up at his rider, confused, and saw him looking back at the arena. Was Jack really alright? He did seem a little off all morning...

Toothless roared up to him to see what the problem was.
"Nothing, bud." He muttered, dismissing those thoughts. He was overreacting- and he really did have to get back before his dad had Skullcrusher searching for him.

He angled the tail back into straight flight mode and Toothless carried him back towards Berk.

(Next update: tommorow)