To the Guest that commented, "Hey phoenix: FUCK YOU!", I'd like to say that names are always capitalized in writing. Honestly, if you're going to swear at somebody, at least do it correctly.

"Woah there, Fleet-Footed Flynn! Where's the fire and can I make it bigger?", Toothless asked as he swooped into a landing beside a panting Hiccup. The poor boy hadn't gotten very far before his inferior excercise habits had caught up with him, and he was currently leaning against a house gasping for breath.

"Twins...Astrid...Snotlout...wanna know...who tops...", Hiccup managed to get out, and Toothless managed to only twitch once before dissolving into peals of draconic laughter. Now they were both using the house as a support, and the unsteady thing groaned alarmingly.

Vikings were good at killing. Architecture? ...Meh.

"You wouldn't...think it was that funny...if they cornered you.", Hiccup pointed out hotly, straightening up as his breath returned to him. Toothless was still too far gone for such complicated things, finally just collapsing on the ground and rolling around slightly. Hiccup gave him a deadpan glare, then turned and began to walk away.

"Or maybe you would.", he called over his shoulder as Toothless began to calm down. He got to his feet quickly and jogged to catch up with his boyfriend.

"Oh, c'mon Hic! You have to admit that it was a little funny!", he said placatingly, slowing to walk beside Hiccup.

The shorter boy stopped and raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms and staring at Toothless dubiously. Toothless merely crossed his eyes, stuck his tongue out, and held his hands up with his fingers splayed.

First, it was only a few 'snrk's. Then, after a quick change to Toothless' eyes screwed up tight and the widest grin he could manage plastered on his face, a few more slipped out, and then Hiccup was laughing hyterically at the faces his dragon could conjure up. Toothless dissolved soon after, rider and dragon leaning on each other as they staggered toward Hiccup's house.

It took much longer for them both to calm down; every time they'd get quiet, they'd glance at each other and start back up again. So it wasn't until they were both lying on Hiccup's bed, Hiccup reading and Toothless playing with a loose thread on the brunette's shirt, that Toothless wondered, "Why don't you just tell them?".

Hiccup let a devilish smirk cross his face, the hand that had been rubbing relaxing circles into Toothless' back pressing just a tad firmer.

"They'd never believe me.", he purred as the book was thrown carelessly to the side. Toothless shivered in anticipation.