crisales

crisall  asked:

Me again, hi. Um... could hiccup and jack be at a city fair and one of them gets hit by a drunk driver?

“Oh my Odin, you loser.”

Hiccup laughed as he held onto the large stuffed animal of a black dragon, a proud looking Jack walking backwards as he watched the happy smile on Hiccups lips never leave, his wallet lighter by sixty-five dollars. Sure, the stuffed animal could have been bought somewhere for less, but that wasn’t as fun and didn’t show the dedication Jack wanted to give for their third date. Even if Hiccup thought he was a complete loser, it was worth it with how Hiccup cuddled the the three foot stuffed animal, grinning into the soft fabric. 

“Well then that means you are dating a loser.” Jack taunted. 

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