Title: The Fall Out Boy

Fandom: HTTYD

Pairing: Toothcup (dragon!Toothless/Hiccup)

Rating: T

Preview Summary: He felt unwanted, Hiccup realized, rubbing his sleeve along his eyes.

Prologue: When Everything Was Good.

Hiccup stood upon the precipice of the serrated cliff beneath him, staring calmly out at the frothing waves below and the waning sun in the distance. The wind lapped violently at the nape of his neck, sending russet locks of hair billowing about in the breeze. He smiled to himself, despite the pain in his left limb where the rest of his leg should have been, and breathed a sigh of content. Nearly a week had passed since he had woken up to the loss of his lower limb. The prosthetic he now sported was certainly a hindrance and he had much to get used to, but it was merely an occupational hazard. The loss of his limb had at first been viewed rather disconcertingly, but now, as he mulled it over and realized that not only did this loss symbolize his inner strength, but also his valor and most importantly the bond shared between himself and the dragon that had aided him.

A low trill resounded from behind the teen and Hiccup grinned, turning round to greet his friend. Toothless trotted contentedly from the foliage and shrubbery beyond, letting loose a rumbling purr that reverberated from his throat and thrummed about him. The mighty beast halted beside Hiccup and rested back on his haunches, nuzzling the wedge of his head at Hiccup's side. The boy laughed and scratched the place behind Toothless' ears, earning a satisfied rumble of bliss from the dragon.

"I can't believe how well things have gotten," Hiccup mused, chuckling when Toothless nudged him once more. He caught the gaze of the dragon and smiled, leaning against him. Toothless warbled and blinked the green of his eyes, before adjusting his pupiless optics on Hiccup. "It's like a dream-come-true, having everyone accept you guys. Sometimes I think about how things could have gone…"

Toothless crooned when Hiccup shuddered against him, losing himself in the upsetting scenario. The teen shook his head and straightened himself, scratching Toothless right beneath the chin. "But it isn't like that buddy, fortunately for us we had luck on our side."

Toothless' ears dropped, but he rumbled in agreement.

A/N: So there we go, the dreaded Prologue—I have a love-hate relationship with prologues. They annoy me to no end, yet they're needed. Anyway, hope you enjoyed. The next couple of chapters will be short, but it gets longer, trust me. Any reviews will be very much appreciated! Thanks!