entrancelogs | ☾ the invasion of the cute and tiny

Who: Toothless and you.
Where: Inside, outside, anywhere and everywhere.
When: Anytime during the Puppy event.
Rating: G for now.
Summary: Puppies? What are puppies? Why are they everywhere? Oh no, why are they so fuzzy?

The Story:

Toothless' stay in Wonderland had been a short one, before the place had begun to change on him. He'd been adjusting well with Hiccup at his side, no longer swarmed with anxiety, and, though he tried to stay with his friend to protect him, sometimes he went off on his own for a walk or two. Never for very long, but long enough to get more of the mansion and its grounds into his memory. The woods intrigue him, but he hasn't tried to fully explore them. Not yet, anyway.

And then, one morning, he wakes up with small fuzzy things all over him.

The Nightfury's smelled their kind before, at other viking villages, but older and louder. These are small, quiet and full of drool, seemingly determined to chew on him and his harness. At first, he's annoyed by it.

But then, after a few hours of adjustment, and a restless nap, the dragon realizes that what he's discovered is an endless fountain of other creatures to play with. Creatures who don't expect him to talk or communicate, only chase them and hold still while they climb all over him.

He notices almost nothing else but the puppies, wandering all over the mansion with a small entourage at his feet as the puppies try to figure out what kind of strange dog he is. Every so often, he lays down and rolls around with them, and chases one or two around, until they all wear each other down and take a nap. And then, upon waking, the dance begins again.

Toothless is more or less entirely occupied, and might have to be reminded to do more than eat and sleep. He certainly doesn't really notice any other changes that come with the puppies in question.

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Toothless trills, maybe smugly, in the back of his throat. Normally he doesn't really appreciate the 'c' word — there are so many better ones, dashing for one — but if she finds him cute, that must mean she's beginning to accept him. And that's a good thing.

So he presses his head back into her hand, just like a cat asking for more attention as some of the puppies go back to climbing on him. But he pays them little attention. For now, his eyes are on Bela alone.

Well, dashing wasn't the first word that came to mind when she first met him- but the acceptance part was definitely true.

She laughs at his reaction, happily obliging with what he wanted. Bela continues to pet his head, even daring to scratch a little behind his ears. "You like that, hm?" Much in the same way as a puppy, Toothless enjoyed being petted and given attention.

His giant eyelids slide down completely as she begins to scratch him. Toothless' ears get itchy, much like the rest of him, due to the very fine scales he's covered in. They make him leathery and sleek, fast in the air, but they can also itch like crazy, as Hiccup well knows from how much time Toothless spends rolling around.

He begins to rumble the longer she pets him, exactly like a cat purring at someone having found the right spot.

Speaking of cats, Toothless was beginning to remind Bela of her own cat at home, and how she reacted whenever she scratched behind her ears. The rumble was a whole lot different to a purr, but it meant that Bela was doing the right thing.

"Just a big softie, aren't you?" He's probably fierce when he has to be but not now. "I wonder where your owner is."

Almost anything can be said to Toothless while he's receiving attention. From strangers, at least. Giving Hiccup a bad time can often take priority. But the pretty viking who's hitting all the good spots? She can call him a softie anytime.

It isn't as though it's a false claim, when Hiccup is safe and Toothless doesn't need to protect anyone. Right now he only has the puppies, and attention to soak up. Life is good.

Toothless trills deeply, shifting to lie closer to Bela on his back and expose all of his neck.

She doesn't take long in accommodating him and runs her hand down his neck, laughing again. "I don't think you'll get tired of all the attention." Bela continues to scratch behind an ear with a free hand.

Of course, Bela will have to stop eventually when she wanted to go back inside but she was content for the time being, enjoying this interaction. Toothless was too cute and amiable to refuse.

"Just a little more, yeah? I can't stay out here forever."

Making a deep noise that sounds an awful lot like disappointment, the Nightfury resignedly lays still and enjoys what attention he can get in the time he has left. He'd lay there all day, if he could, only getting up for food and possibly falling asleep in the process. The warmer months mean itchier scales, and that means getting attention from vikings is all the more satisfying.

"Oh, don't be like that. I'll come out to visit you some other time." A promise that Bela intends to keep, and it reads in her voice. She scratches a spot beneath his chin as she speaks and gives him a gentle pat on the head. Some of the puppies have moved on to another place, chasing each other instead. Bela watches them for a moment then looks back at Toothless. "Besides. You've got lots of friends to play with now."

Toothless opens his eyes to peer at Bela, gauging the sincerity of her statement — he's pleased by the notion that she'll come see him again — before looking to the puppies. It's true that he now has a great many little playmates. Hiccup doesn't seem overly pleased about keeping them, but Toothless is enthused about the idea.

He rumbles, tail wiggling a little — to the delight of said puppies, who immediately start jumping up and trying to catch it. It looks as though he's found another game for them.

She had taken a shine to him in a relatively short space of time, and having a dragon as a friend couldn't hurt, right?

Well, Bela wasn't wrong about Toothless having the puppies for company and playing games with. It's endearing, and it makes her smile as she watches the puppies try their hardest to get the dragon's tail. "See? Look how happy they are to play with you. Just be careful that they don't hurt you, okay?"

The Nightfury gives a content, affirmative rumble. He doesn't let them nibble for long at his harness, although there are definitely going to be teeth marks on it. Hiccup probably won't be all that pleased by the strange new textures all over the thick leather. But for now, Toothless isn't too concerned. He flicks his ears, the picture of complacency.

Seeing how pleased Toothless looked helped Bela to make her next decision. She had been out here for a while with him and she was beginning to get a little restless, feeling the need to take a break inside- just not in her room.

She gives him an affectionate pat on the head before taking a step back. "All right, I'm going to go now. You seem to be doing just fine. I'll come to see you again, okay?"

Toothless snorts quietly in answer, watching her move away with visible disappointment. He hopes that'll be the case. She knows most of the good spots a dragon likes rubbed, and the Nightfury is an attention sponge as far as scritching is concerned.

He's soon leaped upon by a puppy or two, who start licking his ears, distracting him from Bela's departure.

☾ the invasion of the cute and tiny

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