Previously:
Hiccup is with the others when they get an update from Agent Coulson— no news from the storm cites. Nick Fury drops in to low key threaten Tony to clean up the mess even though he didn't do it (🙄) and Pepper decides to call a meeting that Hiccup isn't invited to. Rude.

Refer to the last chapter for Peter's recollection of the recent events

Now

"So I think we should add a winch from this cliff, it'll work as an extra dock..." I tell Toothless, tapping the page of my notebook that depicts an old sketch of New Berk. I'm leaning against Toothless as we sit on the bed in the room we're staying in, trying not be too bored. Toothless gives a grunt of indifference. He looks out towards the window when lightning cracks in the far distance. Nothing else follows. It must be another one of those weird storms.

I sigh. "Worried, too?" He doesn't respond, but I know he is. "Yeah... I have a bad feeling about all this." I sigh.

About an hour passes with no storms we're able to relax a little, but we get bored despite our efforts not to. I snap my notebook shut after studying the sketch of New Berk for the fifth time, and stand up with a groan.

I walk over to the window and look out into the world. Toothless is right by my side, sniffing at the window and cooing sadly. "Yeah, I know bud." I scratch him in an effort to comfort him.

"Friday, do you think we could go out for a flight?" I ask. "Even just a couple laps around the, uh, city. We'll be fast."

"Unfortunately that is not a good idea. Unidentified objects aren't treated well in this world, going out now would mean you would have a 87% chance of being shot down in the first five minutes."

I sigh. "I guess with everything going on right now it would make it worse."

"That's correct, Hiccup."

"We'll have to wait it out for now, bud." I tell him. He gives a sad warble but shows he understands. I decide to take a shower while he curls up and sulks in the corner. Believe me, I would love to join him.

I figure out the contraption easily, it's not that complicated. The water is so good! So warm, and so consistent in pressure. Berk has nothing on this place, as embarrassing it is to admit— apart from the lack of dragons, of course. In that category Berk comes out on top, because who wouldn't want dragons?!

I get changed into some clothes in the wardrobe, a comfy pair of blue pants (slacks, trackies, or sweatpants, or whatever you call them) and a grey shirt that's loose enough to not press against the bandages (that I had to redress with the spare bandages they gave me, I hope I did it right). When I emerge from the bathroom Toothless is sleeping, and I have half a mind to join him when there's a knock at the door.

I walk over and open it. "Hi!" Spider-man beams. He's holding a big bucket of fish for Toothless. Toothless perks up at the smell of it— fish has always been the second fastest way to get him up from a nap, the fastest being "Wanna go for a flight?".

"I know you guys would be hungry, sorry for dinner being so late," He apologises. "It's a little crazy with all the people."

With excellent timing, a distant voice rings out. "NO, KATE BISHOP! I will NOT apologise for breaking in!"
"Do you keep saying my name just to point out that you know it?"
"Obviously."

"A-anyway," Spider-man moves on and looks down at the fish. "I hope this is ok. You're welcome to join us for dinner, it's nothing special though."

"I'd love to," I smile, accepting the fish from him—which is way heavier than it looked when he was holding it. "I'll come in a few, when Toothless is done."
"Awesome," he gives a thumbs up. "I"ll see you soon."
"Bye, Spider-man." I respond, stepping back and shutting the door as he walks away.

I turn to Toothless, who's shaking in excitement. "Who's hungry, huh?!" I grin. He lets his tongue role out of his mouth. "Ohh, you are?" I tease. He almost pounces on me and I laugh, leading him to the bathroom like last time and letting him go at it. Wow, we've been here for a day already?!

*** time skip brought to you by Kate Bishop pouting about her stolen Mac and cheese ***

I walk into the kitchen to see about six people there. I left Toothless in our room because he wanted to sleep. Should've been called a Might Fury. as in he Might be awake— never mind.

The people present are Tony, Pepper, Spider-man, Yelena, a woman around my age with dark hair and light skin, and a man a bit older with dark skin and short dark hair. (Listen I am terrible at describing people, but in my defence it's not like we don't know what they look like!)

"Hi, Mr Hiccup!" Spider-man beams, waving from his positon of sitting on the counter. Tony is grabbing another drink, but he swats at Spider-man until he gets off the counter.

"You're the dude with the dragon?" The man I don't know asks, leaning against the wall. I nod. "Cool. I'm Sam." He offers his hand for me to shake. He has a firm hold which is embarrassing for my noodle arms.

"I'm Hiccup."

"I'm Kate," The woman I don't know smiles at me kindly. "Come sit down, this is really good!"

"Not as good as Mac and cheese, but it's not bad." Yelena agrees. I shrug and come over to join them at the table. Kate is correct, the food is good. We've had similar stuff on Berk. But they taste a little different here. (I don't fucking know what Americans eat so I won't be going into detail)

"Did you know Kate Bishop only owns one fork?" Yelena asks with a smirk as we eat.
"I'm one person," Kate roles her eyes. "I don't need anything else."
"So impractical. What if you lose it? Or it's dirty."

"So your dragon flies, right?" Sam asks me. He's sitting across from me, with Yelena on his right, Kate on my left, Tony next to her, Pepper next to him, and Spider-man across from Tony.

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"Yes," I respond to Sam's question, "He's actually the fastest dragon in existence." Not to brag, or anything... ok maybe a little.

"Cool, I have a suit that helps me fly. My code name is The Falcon. It's kind of my thing."

"Wow, nice." It's like everyone flies around here! Like it's normal! This is fantastic!

"It's weird, flying. But it's fun." Don't I know it.

"There's nothing better." I agree with a smile. I kind of don't want to think about flying, cause then I'll be sad that Toothless and I can't, but it is a nice topic and the guy is making an effort, so who am I to stop him.

"How high can you go?" Sam asks. "I tried to go really high once but the suit is really sensitive."

"Ice?" Tony calls. Sam nods. "Yeah. I had that problem once."

I pause. "Well, that's a good question. Well up above the clouds, higher than any mountains... we don't really have a way of measuring it." I explain. "We don't have to worry about ice, though. He's a built in heater basically." I chuckle. It's something I should think about when I solo fly. It's covered in scales but it could freeze up. I'll have to do some tests.

"Do you think you'd want to stay there?" Pepper and Spider-man are having a seperate conversation.
"I'm still deciding. On one hand it would be a fresh start, y'know? But on the other hand I don't want to leave Queens without someone to fight crime."
"We could probably have some of us pick up some of your patrols. I know Steve likes to fight people."
"True. But it's tough, leaving queens behind. Plus, I'd miss you guys."
"Awww." Pepper exclaims. He waves her off.

"I mean, compare it to mine," I snap back into conversation to see Tony teasing Sam, "it's a gliding suit! Mine has thrusters, it has an ai, it can withstand the pressure of high altitude, can take bullets, it—"
"Ok! I get it, asshole." Sam frowns. "But mine is still cool!"
"It's only cool cause I was the one who rebuilt it!" Tony retorts and proceeds to list all the improvements he'd made. Sam scoffs and picks up food to throw at him, but one warning look from Pepper has him sheepishly retreat.

"Whatever," Sam pouts. I smile in amusement. These people are certainly interesting. The bickering feels familiar, like the gang's bickering, which on one hand is nice, but on the other hand is a painful reminder. As annoying as they can be, I miss the others. Snotlout's ridiculous ideas and disobedience. Fishlegs' endless dragon facts. Tuffnut's relationship 'Expertise'. Ruffnut's weird jokes. Both of their stupidity and weird ideas. Astrid's persistence and threats... oh god there's probably gonna be a murder when we're gone. I hope she doesn't retaliate against their antics too badly. I'm sure they'll be fine... maybe.

And there we go. Kind of short, I know. But that's how it goes. Hearts breaks like—
Sorry, I've got Dominoes by Anson Seabra stuck in my head again.

See you next you update, with Peter! Stay with me, I know there's a lot of filler chapters but it's all relevant to plot.

Bye.