To the Sky, a how to train your dragon fanfic

To the Sky
A How to Train Your Dragon story
Written/edited by: Max/musiclover99
©-Dreamworks Animation
Format styling ©-Max/musiclover99 and Lex/xXxDaughteroftheKingxXx

I HAVE RECEIVED INSPIRATION TO WRITE AFTER FALLING IN LOVE WITH OWL CITY'S SONG, To the Sky. YESS! 8D I feel accomplished. YES! I haven't had much time because school and after school and school related stuff is KILLING ME. But I just HAD to do this because of how obsessed I am about this song, how fitting it is, and the recent news about the DVD coming out November 15th—THE GIFT OF THE NIGHT FURY and THE BOOK OF DRAGONS! WHOOO! 8D

Gah, I feel so happy. Even though I'm typed some of this during health. ;) I've wanted to post this for MONTHS now, and just FINALLY got enough time to think about it, type it, work on it, and now, finish it! So, ONTO THE THINGY!

"Shipwreck in a sea of faces
There's a dreamy world out there
Dear friends in higher places
Carry me away from here . . .
Travel light, let the sun eclipse you
Cause your flight is about to leave
And there's more to this brave adventure
Than you'd ever believe . . .

Birds' eye view . . .
Awake the stars, cause they're all around you
Wide eyes will always brighten the blue
Chase your dreams . . .
And remember me, sweet bravery, cause
After all, those wings will take you
Up, so, high
So bid the forest floor goodbye
As you race the wind and,
Take to the sky"
-'To the Sky', Owl City

Flying with T O O T H L E S S is probably the best part of the day

Sure, t-e-a-c-h-i-n-g classes to the younger kids is fun

(and sometimes, the adults—though that's just awkward)

T.a.l.k.i.n.g to, and hanging out with his f/r/i/e/n/d/s . . .

Well, after years of m*o*c*k*i*n*g, teasing, b#u#l#l#y#i#n#g, etc., that just felt good

His relationship with his d-a-d being patched up?

Definitely makes it to the top three

But flying? Nothing beats that

The feeling of s~o~a~r~i~n~g, being above in the sky, working in sync with his f|i|r|s|t and best f/r/i/e/n/d

The w\e\i\g\h\t\l\e\s\s\n\e\s\s, or the p_l_u_m_m_e_t_i_n_g f_e_e_l_i_n_g in his gut

[terrifying . . . and yet, exhilarating]

The cool breeze—or icy frost—on his face as he beats against the wind on T O O T H L E S S ' S back

It's {[(refreshing)]}

It's e:x:c:i:t:i:n:g

It feels wonderful

And no matter how many times a w=e=e=k, times a d=a=y he does this . . .

It never gets old

Because whenever he flies . . .

It's not always the same

Something's always different, be it the clouds, the c.o.l.o.r, the t=i=m=e

Either way, there's always a change, all the time, every time

It's sort of s+y+m+b+o+l+i+c, to H|i|c|c|u|p

It shows that times are changing

That, that the people of [B][e][r][k] are actually starting to be different

Nobody could've ever i::m::a::g::i::n::e::d any of this happening

N\e\v\e\r

Ever

At all

The D.R.A.G.O.N T.R.A.I.N.I.N.G "success," the s_n_e_a_k_i_n_g a_w_a_y to practice with T O O T H L E S S . . .

His p~o~p~u~l~a~r~i~t~y with the other guys

The G≈r≈e≈e≈n D≈e≈a≈t≈h, as it is now called in [B][e][r][k], the finding of the nest

U\n\t\h\i\n\k\a\b\l\e

Impossible

Improbable

{but it happened}

And while it's just freaking awesome to hang out with his now-f/r/i/e/n/d/s . . .

To be able to not lie or try to impress his d-a-d . . .

To t-e-a-c-h almost everyone a way to be different, instead of the same . . .

(even though that'll just make it the same, eventually—but ignoring that)

All of those things are so incredibly amazing, in ways that H|i|c|c|u|p just can't phrase through words . . .

But the best thing ever . . .

Always . . .

And f.o.r.e.v.e.r

Will be . . .

On his best f/r/i/e/n/d/'/s back . . .

[side by side, s+y+m+b+o+l+i+c+a+l+l+y]

Looking d_o_w_n at a birds' eye view . . .

{he'd actually been wondering what it'd be like at one point before}

Either looking at the s*t*a*r*s, or what's a^b^o^v^e t^h^e t^r^e^e^s, the moon or sun, beating down on his back

Racing the wind and taking
T
O

T
H
E

S
K
Y

"All the heels of lore (war?) and wonder
There's a stormy world up there
You can't whisper above the thunder
But you can fly, anywhere . . .
Purple burst of paper birds, this
Picture paints a thousand words!
So take a breath of myth and mystery,
And don't look back!

. . .

There's a realm above the trees
Where the lost are finally found
So touch your feathers to the breeze . . .
And leave the ground—

Okay, so maybe I went overboard with the amount of lyrics (*cough* typing up the entire song *cough cough*), but honestly, I couldn't resist. I love this song, so much. :) I hope this influences you to look it up on Youtube, cause this is one awesome song! Oh, and if any of the lyrics are wrong . . . meh, I did this by memory. XP

In other news, I'm planning on writing a new HTTYD fic, except this time . . . *drumroll* IT'S GONNA BE MULTI-CHAPTER! 8D It'll be coming out, HOPEFULLY SOON, but we'll see with MY busy schedule . . .

I hope you enjoyed this, and will read some of my works in the future! PEACE~