I hope you guys enjoyed that last chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Now, this little bit was mostly for my amusement, but I hope you all enjoy it too. heads up tho, next chapter has smut, but this is all that ive prepared in advance. it will take me a bit longer to write the next bit, but I hope youve enjoyed the story so far. the story ill soon take a drastic turn so I hope youre ready. I have been tossing and changing this idea and perfecting it all this time, and while I'm sure many of you will not see this coming, all i can say is youre about to go on one hell of a ride.

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Over on another table, all the female princes sat drinking wine, along with Astrid and Camicazi, as everyone else were enjoying themselves. Some were eating, some drinking, many were dancing. But the women at that particular table were simply enjoying themselves together as most women do. Cami and Sky were trading jewellery between them, trying to decide what would look good with what. Astrid was sitting close to Midnight and were discussing their nails. While she didn't care for fashion very much, Astrid had to agree that long nails like that not only looked fantastic, but could be weaponised.

"Hey Cami." said Dawn. "Where exactly did you get that ruby necklace? It looks awfully familiar."

"I have no idea where it came from. I spent the morning with my mum, and when I came back to my room, there it was, on the dresser. Someone must have snuck in and put it there. But I have no idea who."

Midnight took a closer look at the necklace and matching belt, a spark of knowing in her eyes.

"Oh, that sly devil." She said to herself. "I'm impressed."

"What? Impressed with who?"

Midnight just took another sip from her glass. "I don't want to say. I want to see if he has the balls to do what he's doing. This should be entertaining."

The girls continued talking and enjoying themselves until someone walked over and caught their eyes. It was Ghost. He gave a polite greeting to his sisters before turning his attention to Cami, politely asking for a dance. The Bog Burglar heir's eyes lit up and she accepted, skipping away with the prince with a massive smile on her face.

"Huh, how about that. Didn't think he had it in him." Said Midnight. Astrid asked what she meant. "He's been eying Cami for a while. I wasn't sure if he was going to make a move or just stay on the sidelines. But it seems like he's trying to get her attention."

"You mean it was him who left the necklace?" Asked Astrid. The dragoness nodded.

"Now that he's got her attention, I wonder how he's going to try and impress her. I doubt he will use his previous tactic since that so epically backfired."

"What do you mean?"

One of the other Princes spoke up. "Usually when a male Black Moon has his eyes on a female – or any particular gender as the case may be – they will first try to get their attention by leaving gifts. Once they've got the attention of their target, they usually do something dramatic to seduce them. Kind of like a peacock. You ever seen one of those? Very pretty birds. Most Black Moon males will try singing or dancing to gain favour. Some will fight a rival if the opportunity arises."

Dawn took a sip of her wine and added. "My twin brother once fancied a girl about a hundred years ago. He was still very naïve then. He tried challenging the girl's father to a fight over her." She giggled. "He got his ass handed to him. The old man headbutted him so hard it cracked his horn. He had vertigo for days."

"So he didn't get the girl then?"

"Nope. She helped fix his horn but that was about the extent of it. They stayed friends for a while though, but he didn't try pursuing her again."

Looking over at Cami, she and Ghost seemed to be having a great time. They danced around in circles, catching the attention of other dancers. In particular, Big Boobied Bertha. After their dance, and once Ghost had politely thanked the Bog Burglar heir, the Chieftain approached him and wheeled him away for a talk. Cami was on too much of a high to notice.

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The Princes, heirs and a few Vikings and Black Moons were invited to the afterparty some hours later. Everyone else had either gone to bed or were outside by the bonfire still raging on the beach. From their viewpoint from one of the complex's towers, the afterparty guests could see a few duels going on. It was all in good fun, the Princes assured them, where the dragons – and some Black Moons in human form – tested their mettle against each other. By the sounds of things, the Vikings who were on the beach were greatly entertained by this. It seemed that headbutting each other at great speeds was something that translated to fun in both languages.

Cami, Astrid, Dawn and Sky were peering out the window at the competitors, betting on who they thought would win.

Watching a Viking go against a Black Moon was by far the best thing ever. The two would circle each other for a bit, getting cheered at by their friends, before they turned towards each other, dropped their heads, and charged like raging bulls.

"My money is on the skinny boy." Said Cami. Sky took her bet. "I've got the drunkard."

They watched as both of them ran at each other with their heads lowered, and crashed into each other with a bang. The drunk Viking went down first, but the skinny Black Moon couldn't walk straight and ended up face first in the sand. The crowd cheered.

"What a hit!"

Another round went on, this time between a rather cocky male and a bulky female. They needed a bigger run-up than the ones previous. When they charged, the crowd started cheering, getting louder and louder as they approached. The resounding smash echoed louder than the cheering. The drake ended up flat on his tail from the sheer force of the hit.

Astrid laughed and said, "The twins would go nuts over this."

Dawn looked over at her and begged her to not tell them. "I don't know much about these twins, but please, for the love of all that is good in this world, please do not tell them about this. I don't think we could handle them if they somehow ended up here just for this."

"Those two are Loki incarnate. I don't think having them anywhere near a Black Moon is a good idea." Said Cami. "Them and fire are a bad mix. Imagine the damage they'd do if they had access to a Black Moon's fire power."

"Hey, did that guy ever grow his beard back after that… incident?"

"Not really. He can only grow it on one side now."

Sky just shivered. "I don't ever want to meet these twins."

Midnight and Hiccup then turned up with a few bottles from the cabinet, handing out glasses and catching up on the conversation.

"You know, with this truce now in place, there is the possibility that Stoick may want us to take Ruff and Tuff… and technically, he can do that legally now. He could put them on a ship as an exchange envoy, and they'd be our problem. I seriously hope he doesn't figure that out any time soon."

The group migrated to the lounges on one side of the room, and drinks were poured.

The Berkians told dramatic stories about Ruff and Tuff's accomplishments, many of them sounding far too outrageous, but still true, none the less.

Everyone laughed and laughed, and drank even more, spilling stories about everyone. The Princes added in their own stories of their childhoods, and all the mischief that came with it. Many of them were on their third or fourth drink by now and some of them had migrated to other seats and others were occupying other people's laps. Hiccup was still sitting in his plush chair by himself, with Shadow eyeing him over the rim of his glass.

The night progressed and the rooms occupants got drunker and drunker. At some point, an argument started up over who were better kissers, men or women, sparking a 'contest' of sorts. All it amounted to was getting Ghost paired up with Cami on one couch, and Midnight and Astrid on another, locking lips without any care for the rest of the room.

When Dusk and Dawn notices Shadow getting quite inebriated, they started giggling to each other, communicating with their own language that twins seemed to have. One stumbled over to the band who were softly playing music in the corner. A few whispered words later, and they took up a new tune, upbeat and raunchy. While the other twin whispered a suggestion in Shadow's willing ear.

The King's eyes lit up as he recognised the song, and seemed to purr at the mysterious suggestion, and he stood up out of his chair. He stalked over to Hiccup with purposeful steps and swinging hips.

Hiccup, slightly drunk and not fully processing what was happening, could only sit still as Shadow climbed into his lap and started dancing on him to the beat of the music. He could barely hear the wolf whistles from the Princes as Shadow gyrated his hips above his, trailing claws down his chest.

Shadow danced to the beat of the music, barely touching, and touching too much all at once. Hiccup was frozen with Shadow above him, throwing himself into the music and the feel of it, hands hovering over his thighs.

Eventually, Hiccup snapped. He grabbed Shadow by the back of the neck and pulled him down to his level, licking a long, slow stripe up his neck. A few whispered words later, Shadow climbed off Hiccup's lap and slowly walked away, grinning devilishly like a cat about to eat a canary. That grin never left his face as he strode out towards their shared rooms.

Hiccup waited patiently Shadow to leave, and waited some more to increase the tension. When he stood up and made to follow, he stopped by Cami to whisper in her ear before leaving. The girl's eyes bugged and her jaw dropped as Hiccup rounded the corner and left.

Immediately, everyone demanded to know what he said.

"All he said was 'I'm topping this time'."

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Merry Christmas everyone, I hope you liked your present!