#Mericcupmonth17 😄 Day 16: Jealousy 😈 I have seen many images where Merida is jealous, so I decided to put on this occasion jealous Hiccup 😆 Tadashi is an excellent prospect for a relationship, a lovely boy 💕 I have based on a page of Facebook where they usually put to Tadashi like competition of Hicc 😮😑 History: Merida is in love with Hiccup and he is in love with her 💖 Tadashi talks a little with Mer, and Hicc can't help feeling jealous. 😡 Merida looks occasionally at Hiccup. For her, no boy could be more interesting than him. 💖😍 Hope you like it!
For Free Day, based on Dragon Drive (it was practically begging for it) and includes characters from Zak Storm. Enjoy!
And a great many thanks to everyone who participated in Mericcup Month! Y’all are awesome!!
Hiccup glanced at the building, nervousness and excitement battling it out in his chest. He was excited, and grateful, that Fishlegs had told him about the new multi-player game, it was about dragons. He and Fishlegs had been fascinated with dragons since they were little and collected as much as they could, as well as playing any kind of dragon game. But Hiccup was also nervous, and though part of it had to do with the fact that the game could only be played in a special arena, meaning he would have to be near people, the majority of it came from the possibility of being near one person in particular. The sounds of voices drawing nearer interrupted his thoughts. He dashed around the corner and slowly peeked around to see who it was. He let out a romantic sigh, there she was, Merida Dunbroch, captain of the archery team, president of the Tough Girls club, fighter for justice and against bullying, just an all-around awesome girl, and the girl Hiccup had the biggest crush on. He had had a crush on Astrid, until Merida walked into their lives. And now, she was walking towards the very building Hiccup had been about to go into, flanked by Astrid, Heather, Crista, and the twins.
“So, what’s this game about?” asked Merida. “I’m not going to enter that building until someone finally tells me,” she stated as she crossed her arms.
“Ugh, fine, we’ll tell you,” Astrid said with a huff as she crossed her arms.
“It’s about dragons, mainly,” replied Tuffnut.
“You duel it out with other players,” piped up Ruffnut.
“At the end of the tournament, you get a prize,” said Crista.
“It varies from year to year, but it’s usually a basket of goodies and a gift card to the mall,” finished up Heather.
“Happy now?” asked Astrid.
“Oh, fine. But just one game. I have to get back to the club room and take care of some things.”
“We know,” quipped Astrid as she practically pushed Merida towards the building, Heather, Crista, and the twins following close behind. Hiccup peeked around the corner and watched them usher Merida into the building. Hiccup counted to ten before following, Fishlegs would come out looking for him if he didn’t get into the foyer soon enough. As he figured, his crush and her group were leaving the front desk when Hiccup entered. They hadn’t seen him yet, but Fishlegs noticed him and waved him over to the front desk.
“I figured you were waiting for Merida to come through first. You are such a gentleman,” quipped Fishlegs.
“Ha ha, very funny. So, are you going to introduce me to this dragon game of yours, or not?”
“This dragon game is called Dragon Tournament. They assign you a dragon, you train him or her, and you pit your dragon against other dragons until one person rises victorious! It’s a lot of fun, really.”
“Uh-huh. Remind me why I’m here again?”
“Today they’re trying out something new, they’re doing teams! And I really, really want you on my team, Hiccup!”
“Because no one else will?”
“Well, not exactly, see, Zak and Crogar are on the team too, we just needed a fourth team member,” replied Fishlegs.
“Oh, I didn’t know you roped Zak into it.”
Fishlegs chuckled nervously. “Yeah, it’s a long story.”
“Fishlegs!” came a voice from the hall. Their friend Zak Storm came huffing into the foyer. “Oh good, you’re here, Hiccup. Hurry it up, it’s about ready to start!”
Fishlegs let out a shriek. “Um, excuse me, ma’am? Can I get Hiccup’s card?”
“Say what?” asked the woman.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I mean, miss, may I have Hiccup Haddock’s card? Please?”
The woman rummaged around on her desk. “Ah-ha, here it is. Have fun, boys!” she said as she gave Fishlegs a card with a dragonesque logo on one side.
“Thank you so much!” Fishlegs quickly handed off the card to Hiccup before basically pushing Zak and Hiccup down the hall. He let out a another shriek when they heard an announcer counting down from fifteen. “Where are our seats?”
“Follow me!” said Zak as he led the way through the large room filled with four-seater tables, the majority of which were filled.
“Zak! Fishlegs! Hiccup!” called out a boy as large as Fishlegs as he waved them over.
“Oh, thank you Crogar!” exclaimed Zak as the three made a dash for the table, each sliding into their seat as the announcer said four.
“Just . . . made it,” huffed Zak.
“Yeah, no kidding. We would have been eliminated for sure if we didn’t make it in time!”
“Please insert your cards into the slot on the table, and we can begin,” came the announcer’s voice. The four slid their cards in and four small screens popped out of the table.
“Whoa! This is nice!” quipped Zak as he looked over his screen.
“Yeah, real nice,” echoed Hiccup. The next instance, dragons were popping up on the screens as well as the large screen in the middle of the room. There were exclamations of awe and disappointment as dragons were being assigned to players. Crogar was the first at their table to get a dragon.
“Hey, I’ve got a Wyvern!” he exclaimed.
“Nice! This is excellent! Wyverns are great at attacks! This is already starting to look good!” exclaimed Fishlegs. “Oh, oh, oh! I’ve got my dragon! Welcome back, Meatlug!”
“Meatlug?” asked Hiccup.
“You named your dragon Meatlug?” asked Zak.
“Oh yes, she loves her meat!”
“Go figure,” mumbled Hiccup.
“She’s a Gronkle, so I’ll be more on defence. Oh, look, Zak, you’re getting yours!” Everyone watched with baited breath as Zak’s dragon appeared on his screen.
“Uh, a Boneknapper? Really? I get a skeleton dragon?”
“Actually, that’s one of the fiercest dragons of all! This is perfect! You and Crogar can be offensive, and Hiccup and I are defensive!”
“But I haven’t gotten my dragon yet,” pointed out Hiccup.
“Here it comes now!” said Fishlegs with a squeal.
“Fishlegs, could you turn down your enthusiasm, like . . .” Hiccup paused, trying to think of a good number.
“Eighty-five percent,” said Zak.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Um, that looks really tiny, almost like a garden or a common dragon,” said Fishlegs as Hiccup’s dragon came into view.
“Hey, I can compare my dragon’s size to yours!” blurted Zak. He pushed a button and their dragons were side by side. Everyone gulped.
“What? Why?” whined Hiccup.
“Oh man, that is, that is a rather small dragon, Hiccup,” said Zak, almost apologetically.
“That has to be a common dragon, it’s too small to be anything else! Though, I haven’t heard of many common dragons that are black. You must have a rather rare dragon, Hiccup!” exclaimed Fishlegs.
“Oh, yippee,” muttered Hiccup.
Someone laughed. “It’s small and wimpy, just like you, Hiccup!”
“Be quiet, Snotlout!” Hiccup shouted at his cousin. But a few others began to join in the laughter and Hiccup began to slump. Zak gave a little growl and was about to stand when the announcer’s voice came over the P.A.
“Everyone, please be quiet. You were given your dragon for a reason. Now, everyone has been assigned a dragon, please turn to your screens and begin to train your dragon!” There were a few cheers before total silence seemed to reign as everyone turned their attention to training their dragons.
“Hey, Hiccup, are you alright?” asked Zak in a whisper.
“Snotlout is always picking on me,” Hiccup whispered back.
“You’ve got to stand up to him one day, man. Maybe, maybe this is why you’ve got your dragon, maybe it has some great potential that only you can unlock.”
“Hey, what are you going to name your dragons?” whispered Fishlegs. The two glanced at their screens, a bar ready to take a name.
“Well, since mine is a skeleton and my first thought is pirates, I’ll name mine . . . Corsair.” The name appeared on the screen.
“Yeah, well, mine looks pathetic so I’ll give him a less-mean sounding name, like . . . Toothless.” Zak shot him a look. “What? If he is a special type and takes us all by surprise, well, the name will take our opponents by surprise.”
Zak looked impressed with that line of thinking. “That’s an idea. I guess so, if you’re set on that name.”
“Definitely. His name is Toothless.” The page with the names disappeared, and the training commenced. It only a took a few minutes, but by the time training was over, Hiccup was nowhere near closer than when he started.
“What is up with your dragon, man?” asked Zak as he glanced at Hiccup’s progress, or lack thereof.
“I don’t know! He doesn’t want to do a thing! The lazy little . . .”
“Training is over! Let the tournament commence!” came the announcement. “However, if you do not think your dragon is ready or would just like some more time to train, please head to the special training room, the door on the other end of the room. All team members are welcome to join their teammate in the training room. Please be sure to take your cards with you. We will hold your place, so have no fear about that. Good luck!” Snotlout’s laugh could be heard.
“Well, looks like that’s the place for the Loser team!”
“No, we’re not the loser team! We’re just the special team!” Zak shouted back.
“Oh yeah, what makes you so special?”
“Hiccup’s dragon! It’s a rare that needs extra training, that’s all!”
“Zak!” hissed Hiccup as he jumped up and began to nudge him towards the door.
“Don’t forget your cards!” blurted Fishlegs as he quickly took them out for Hiccup and Zak. The two took their cards from Fishlegs and walked towards the training room, Zak shooting a glare at the chuckling Snotlout as they passed him by. But they made it to the training room door fairly fine, as everyone else’s attention was drawn towards the tournament. Crogar, having reached the door first, opened it and let his teammates in, closing the door behind him.
“Huh, so, the training room is at the end of this hallway?” asked Crogar.
Hiccup scratched his head. “Uh, I guess so? I hope so. I don’t know where else to go.”
“Well, come on, let’s go get that special dragon of yours trained,” quipped Zak as he led the way down the hall.
“Yeah, a real special lazy dragon,” muttered Hiccup with a sigh as they walked down the hall.
“Hey, I wanted to train some more with Corsair, so, let’s do this! With more training, we can beat all of them, even Snotlout!” cheered Zak with a grin.
“I’m glad you’re so enthusiastic,” muttered Hiccup.
“Hey, come on, we’re a team! Snotlout always tries to do things by himself,” stated Zak as he patted Hiccup’s shoulder.
“You mean like you?” asked Crogar, he and Fishlegs snickering. Hiccup glanced at Zak with a grin.
“Uh, you, uh, mean like I used to. Come on guys, give me a break! I was the new kid and trying to act all cool!”
“And totally blowing it,” quipped Fishlegs between snickers.
“Well I didn’t completely blow it, I met you guys, right?”
“I think that’s the one thing we all agree on,” quipped Hiccup.The group arrived at another door.
“Alright Hiccup, ready to whip that lazy little dragon into shape?”
“Just like we whipped you into shape?” quipped Hiccup as he crossed his arms. Zak grinned and chuckled nervously before pushing open the door. Within was nothing more than a white room with card slots dotted throughout the walls.
“Uh, OK, so, we just put our cards in and we get personal big screens, or something?” asked Zak.
“Well, let’s put in our cards and find out,” suggested Hiccup as he slid his into a slot. The other three slid theirs in next to his.
“OK, nothing’s happening,” mentioned Zak as he glanced around and scratched the back of his head in confusion. “Is it broken?” A beam activated and a white light filled the room. The four teens closed their eyes and waited a minute before peeking to see if the light was gone, and yelled instead.
“What the?” exclaimed Hiccup tugging on his clothes.
“We’re in Viking clothes now!” exclaimed Crogar.
“That’s not the worst of it! We’re not even in the special training room!” exclaimed Zak. And he was right, they weren’t surrounded by white walls dotted with card slots, they were surrounded by blooming trees, green grass, and birds singing!
“What? What? Where are we?” exclaimed Fishlegs.
“That’s what we’re trying to figure out.” The boys glanced over, and yelled again. There was Merida, Astrid, Heather, and Crista, all in long, flowing medieval dresses, Merida was in a green dress, Astrid was in a blue-grey dress, Heather was in brown, and Crista was in purple.
“Have you seen anything that could give you a clue?” asked Fishlegs hopefully. Though he only asked the question simply because Hiccup was going into panic mode.
“You mean outside of the fact that we somehow changed into ancient people clothes?” asked Zak, pulling at his red shirt and black vest. “And I don’t know about the rest of you, but I want my cargo pants back.”
“Uh, how’s that for a clue?” asked Crogar, pointing up. There was a Boneknapper heading straight for them! It let out a roar. The teens screamed and began to run, but the Boneknapper overtook them in a matter of minutes and landed in front of them.
“It’s going to eat us! It’s going to eat us!” exclaimed Fishlegs as he covered his eyes with fright.
“Well, don’t just stand there! Start running!” exclaimed Heather, grabbing his arm. But they came to a screeching halt as dragon after dragon landed, surrounding them.
“Wait a second . . . Meatlug?” The Gronkle just panted and grinned before giving Fishlegs a big lick.
“So, wait, this is Corsair?” asked Zak, glancing up at the Boneknapper. The Boneknapper seemed to purr before it licked Zak.
“Then this must be Freya!” exclaimed Crogar.
“Stormfly?”
“Windshear?”
“Caspian?” Crista asked the Hobblegrunt dragon.
“Caspian? Why’d you name your dragon Caspian?” asked Zak.
“It’s one of the seven seas,” replied Crista.
“Oh, right,” replied Zak going back to petting Corsair and keeping an eye on the overly lost-in-romantic-thought Hiccup. Crista’s father was a wealthy merchant, often nicknamed the “king of the seven seas”.
“So wait a second, where’s my dragon?” asked Merida.
That seemed to snap Hiccup out of his romantic thoughts for him to realize the same thing. “Hey, where’s mine?”
Zak leaned in and whispered, “Maybe her dragon is going out on a date with yours.”
“Oh shut up. Highly unlikely. My dragon’s too lazy to go on a date.” A low chirp-like sound caught their attention. Hiccup found the source rather quick, it was a black common dragon. “Toothless?” The little dragon let out a meow-like sound, as if to say yes, and bumped Hiccup’s hand with his nose.
“Aw! Seeing him up close now, he’s really cute,” stated Zak as Hiccup picked up the little dragon. “Nothing against you, Corsair, but, the smaller ones tend to be cuter, while the bigger ones tend to be awesome.” Corsair let out a soft purr, as if to agree.
“Aw! He so is!” exclaimed Crista as she came over to pet the little dragon. “What did you say his name is?”
“Uh, Toothless.”
“Well, I guess it suits him. But really, Stormwatch, Windshear, Meatlug? Do you guys have any imagination whatsoever?” asked Merida. “Corsair’s nice, Zak.”
“Thanks Mer.”
“And Toothless works for yours.”
“Um, uh, thank, thank you.” Hiccup began to blush.
“Keep it together, man,” Zak whispered.
“I’m trying! I can’t help it if she’s so awesome!” he whispered back.
“But really, Mer, where’s yours?” asked Crista.
“I don’t know. Toothless let us know where he was, but, I haven’t heard another sound. Nor do I see another dragon coming in.” Merida paused. “I’m getting worried. Everyone’s dragons came looking for us, but, mine’s not here. And I know she would be. Something must have happened.”
“And you’d be right,” said a voice.
“Ah! You’re the desk lady!” shouted Zak, pointing at the woman standing not far from them, who somehow appeared out of nowhere.
“You can call me by the other nickname the kids have for me, the old witch, because, technically, I am one.”
“You’re a real witch!” they exclaimed.
“No, you’re dreaming. Of course I’m a real witch! What did you expect? A fake witch? And these dragons are just figments of your imagination? Pretty solid figments.” The teens chuckled nervously. “Now come on, there isn’t much time, and I have a lot to explain.”
“Oh, you better believe it,” muttered Zak as the group began to follow her. She led them around the bend to a cozy cottage and let them in. The dragons, except Toothless, had to stay outside as they were all too big, but the witch left the door wide open. “Alright, start explaining,” stated Zak as he crossed his arms.
“Weren’t we just playing a game?” asked Fishlegs.
“How did we get here?” asked Astrid.
“Will you let me start explaining, or are you to keep wasting time by asking the very questions I was about to answer?”
“Sorry,” they mumbled.
“Please, go on,” said Crista.
“Thank you. Now, yes, you were just playing a game, but the game is a front for a portal between your world and this one, the game is a virtual reality version of this world, though the dragons still know what’s going on. We send messages to them to let them know. Which is how they knew where to find you, I told them where you were going to be since I brought you here.”
“But, why us?” asked Zak.
“And why now?” asked Fishlegs.
“There is an ancient prophecy that spoke of the king of dragons finally returning one day and, with the help of children from another world, would defeat the usurper Drago. He destroyed the last great king of the dragons with his Alpha, and we have been living under his tyranny ever since. A few of us have been able to work in secrecy to find you, but only a few of us actually know about Earth, and if Drago ever found out . . . it’s best if you keep that a secret.”
“So, can you tell me where Morrigan is?” asked Merida.
The witch sighed. “Unfortunately, yes, Drago captured her. She and Toothless are the last of the Nightfuries, I made them look like common dragons so that they could pass undetected by Drago’s men, but, apparently someone figured out the rise and has captured Morrigan in the hopes that the king of the dragons will go save his queen.”
“Oh man, I’m sorry Toothless, I thought you were being lazy when you were just worried about your girlfriend.”
“Whoa, so I wasn’t too far off,” whispered Zak.
“Sh!”
“So, will you help us? Will you save Morrigan and topple Drago’s tyranny?”
“Could we get home if we said no?” asked Zak.
“It would be hard to, considering the portals are technically under Alpha’s command, but there are a few that they don’t know about. It’s a long journey from here.”
“Well, if we have to be stuck here for a while before we can get back home, then I suggest we save Morrigan and topple Drago on our way home.”
“Sounds like a plan to me,” said Hiccup. The others agreed.
“Though, if you take out Drago really quick, you could get home even faster,” pointed out the witch.
“There’s that too,” stated Merida.
“Well, that’s why I said it’s all on the way home. We’d have to take him out either way,” stated Zak.
“Good point,” said Crogar.
“Well then, let’s get started on a plan,” said the witch as she unrolled a map and introduced the teens to the world of the adventure of a lifetime.
Reminder that you do not have to do all the prompts and that the days do not mean a strict deadline, and instead just forms a guideline to those who do not know what to make.
NSFW content is allowed but please tag them or put them in a ‘read more’ cut.
Week 1: Movies
Sep 1: Titanic
Sep 2: Romeo and Juliet
Sep 3: Rise of the Guardians (yes. You heard me)
Sep 4: Moana (yep)
Sep 5: Thor/Thor: The Dark World
Sep 6: Avengers (2012)/ Avengers Age of Ultron
Sep 7: The Vow
Week 2: Dialogue (movies/literature)
Sep 8: “As you wish.” -- The Princess Bride
Sep 9: “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.” -- Moulin Rouge
Sep 10: "I will return. I will find you. Love you. Marry you. And live without shame." -- Atonement
Sep 11: “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all of the ages of this world alone.” -- Lord of The Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
Sep 13: "He doesn't want you to be real, and to think and to live. He doesn't love you. But I love you. I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when I hold you in my arms." -- A Room With A View
Sep 14: “I do love nothing in the world so well as you. Is not that strange?” -- Much Ado About Nothing
“He doesn’t want you to be real, and to think and to live. He doesn’t love you. But I love you. I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when I hold you in my arms.”
– A Room With A View
I've always liked the "transforming into a dragon" AU idea.
Not the best on I've done, but I really enjoyed experimenting with effects in CSP to get an almost charcoal-like effect.
