HTTYD - RotG : When the moon spoke Ch 1
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This is Berk, nice place, nice people and nice pets. The people who live here are Vikings; they are warriors and they never give up.
I spend most of the time here; I think it is like nine months.
By the way, my name is Jack, The Jack Frost. I'm the one who brings the winter, the one who makes the snow and the cool blizzards, and of course the one who makes the snowstorms. Why do I mention it? Well, that is all I know.
One night with a full moon, I woke up in a frozen lake. Then the moon told me that my name was Jack Frost, and that was all…
Umm, do you want more details about me? Well I'm apparently nineteen years old, I'm pretty tall, I have white and messy hair and I have blue eyes. I am always wearing a brown coat; under my coat I have a brown vest and a white long sleeved shirt, and brown pants… oh! And I don't wear any shoes, I like to feel the frozen ground under my feet.
Well this the story of how I
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Summery: Hiccup ( Red Riding Hood ) needs to deliver something to Gobber ( Grandma ) for his father Stoick. Hiccup is warned not to leave the path that leads to Gobber's cottage in the woods unless he wishes to be eaten by a dragon. Hiccup leaves for the cottage and meets a dragon on the way, a Nightfurry named Toothless ( Big Bad Wolf ). What will happen to our poor Hiccup? Will he be eaten or will something more... 'interesting' happen? Read and find out.
Notes: This is yaoi between a human and a dragon! If you don't like yaoi or even the thought of a human and a dragon getting it on, then you should leave now. For those that have stayed, please enjoy this fanfiction XD
I do not own How To Train Your Dragon. HTTYD and all characters belong to their rightful owners.
"Now, remember Hiccup, stay on the path to Gobbers n
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Summary: A Tale as old as time, and true as it can be. Both a little scared, neither one prepared You know where this is going. Beauty and the Beast with a twist. Toothless/Hiccup.
Warning: Eventual slash, mature themes, I guess.
Disclaimer: What part of FAN FICTION is hard to understand? I don't own Beauty and the Beast, and I don't own How to Train Your Dragon. They belong to whoever they do. I'm not here to make money; I'm just here to entertain.
Astrid was Not Happy. She and the other teens had been sitting in the Haddock living room for what felt like hours. The room itself was nice, very cozy. Astrid wondered at how big the place was; Her own home was really just large room with everything in it. But there was this Silence in the air that none of them could bring themselves to break. The old man (aptly called Old Wrinkly for he was very old and very, very wrinkly.) had not spoken since inviting them in and, honestly, it was getting
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The moment Merida and Jack took off, with the girl’s —Astrid, apparently— words still ringing in the mist, Hiccup pulled himself back up, took a deep breath and jogged down the perch, Rapunzel hot on in heels. He was rambling, explaining to her (again) what had happened after Astrid talked him out of his sulking corner. He wanted to see if the memory would go on or get stuck in the moment right before the uplifting happened.
She didn’t know how the hell to react, so she just followed him through a ghost town Berk, their footsteps and the prosthetic’s squeak the only sounds echoing in the streets.
It was weird, travelli
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The first thing he noticed was the hair. The second one was a girl that couldn’t be older than him making North look small in his chair.
“Now what?” she spat in with a thick Scottish accent, barely looking at Jack before turning back to North (and Jack could’ve sworn she was baring her teeth at him). “Ah’ don’ ‘ave time fer th
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The blinding morning sunlight stirred the Scottish princess from her enlightened slumber, a mop of red curls hiding her face as Queen Elinor cheerily announced her daughter's wake-up call. Merida groaned at the coming of morning, the sun just peaking over the horizon, as she rolled away from the window and pulled her rough beige sheets up over her curly-haired head.
"Come now, dear! We've got lots of preparations to attend to! The ball is in three days time!", Her Majesty announced with utmost joy. Merida just moaned and wedged her head beneath her pillows. For months now the maiden had heard of nothing but this social event in which she was being forced into. Merida had the invitation memorized, every dip and curl of it's gold print ingrained in her memory, the message reading of a grand masquerade for all the members of the Disney Princess Royal Court. Disgust tingled in Merida's fingertips at the thought of it all: the sparkly dress, the millions of people, the meticulous choreograp
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“Shut yer mouth Frost. An’ Ah’ve told you to stop callen me that.” The red head said, glaring daggers at the winter spirit.
“Come on guys, really?” Hiccup started, looking up from his sketch book to see the bickering teens. “Do you two really have to fight every time we get together?”
“Hey! I don’t do anything!” Jack said throwing his arms up. “I just said hello! And then she rattled off into I don’t even know what! I’m the victim here.”
“Oh please Frost!” The girl yelled, “You didn’ jus great me, you insulted me and threw a snowball at me!” Merida growled. “You are no victim.”
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“No, no, like this.” Merida straightened his arm, pulling the arrow back even more.
Hiccup narrowed his eyes at the target and allowed her to pull his shoulders back, kick at his legs, and twist his head a little more. He chewed on the inside of his mouth, took a deep breath through his nose and released. The arrow flew well past the target and hit the branch of a tree almost a mile away, causing a loud, annoyed groan from it’s owner.
“Now look a’ whatchu did!” She threw her arms up into the air, making her way out of the cove to retrieve the ammo. “Tha’ was horrible!” Her accent became thicker and her words less coherent as she rambled on.
Jack couldn’t help but laugh at the situation. They had all been there for about two hours, watching the brunet try and fail, try and fail. Every time he began laughing, Hiccup would try his hardest not to glare. Instead, he would glance over at Toothless who would take the hint, smac
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"Morning, sunshine," he said. He walked to her bed but instead of her saying "hello" or something like that, he was greeted by her fist. He fell to the floor and she went to punch the other guy when a sharp pain hit her. She retreated and lied down on her back and stared back at the ceiling. She was really confused.
"How are you feeling?" the red-haired boy asked as he walked to the bed side. She didn't respond. He sighed," Jack!" That got her attention. She heard the door open. She lifted her head and saw Jack come though the door. He came to the next to red-haired boy.
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The boy smiled slightly, looking down at the storybook in his hands, looking at the picture of the young dragon trainer and the frost prince at their wedding.
A women sitting nearby smiled at the boy.
"Is that a good book you're reading?"
Jamie's eyes lifted, the little boy looking up at the women with a serious expression.
"this isn't just a book" he stated matter of factly, the women only nodding in a mock-serious way.
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He looked around, noticing a taxi parked close by.
He ran, knocking on the window.
The man tuned from his phone, rolling the window down.
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Sharing with you an interesting article by Evangelo Costadimas.
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" We're going on our first mission. Noah says i'm finally ready to start ghost-searching."
" Unless you get scared like you did during training."
" I didn't get scared! I just...got into it."
" It was a video game!" Noah laughed, adjusting the backpack over his shoulder.
Hiccup pouted, letting the camera rest around his neck.
" It was a realistic video game."
" Ghost Simulator 2014 is not realistic. Neither is Ghostbusters- and you cried over that."
" The giant marshmallow guy was scary, okay?!" Hiccup whined, speeding up to walk next to Noah.
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" NO." Hiccup hissed, face turning bright red.
" You're supposed to say yes. Otherwise i can't get possessed and we can't make out."
" Maybe i don't wanna make out!"
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Morning finally came, the sun shining through my window and the rays laying on my eyes that is still shut from my slumber. I was then groaning a little bit, trying to cover my head with my blanket so I would try to be in ponderous dream. The dream I had last night was that me and Jack talking to each other and having a great time like we are best of friends. We were having a blast, and it felt so real too. Towards the end of the dream; Jack was hugging me like yesterday at the school, but felt...different.
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Silence stuffs the ears with its sound.
Purity easily melted falling down.
Every flaw stained and every step imprinted.
The wisps of peace freshly frigid.
The crunch that violates the virgin quiet,
The howling of the pressure cry it,
The dripping of participating laughter,
The icicle in sparkled shatter.
That numbing feeling reaches bones!
A sleep the mind will question!
Beware the false serenity,
That promises lost attention!
For it is winter,
And only winter knows.
That blood that sinks like cherry slush,
That water glinting crimson,
The blue that follows forbidden rush,
Tingles as it deadens!
Jack Frost I am in love with thee!
Why do you hurt me so?
For as I sit doing nothing,
I fall asleep in waiting thro.
Kissing tenderly and bitterly,
With frost that slowly glistens,
For there is no one left to love,
For snow hides what it listens..
The air that floats like clouds,
Has lost its only hope.
The warmth fitly stolen in.
Gladly made the mission.