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The Night Fury found himself a present! It's just what he wanted, too! His old saddle. The leather even still smells like Berk. He's happy to have a piece of home. But he's also happy to finally have something that can be used to help him find a rider. Flying alone is no fun.

In all his joy, the large dragon is running through the halls, bouncing and leaping over obstacles and approaching fellow dwellers, saddle in his jaws, eyes wide as he begs for a flight partner.

Indulge the silly lizard?

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"Whoa there!" Ratchet jumped back when the dragon came bounding toward him. He stared at the creature for a moment, looking from it to the saddle in it's mouth and back to it. Okay so it wanted something with that thing in it's mouth. Looked like a harness. Did it want it on?

"You want me to put that on you?"

Huh? Oh! ... oh. What was that?

Toothless stepped towards the Lombax and gave him an investigative sniff. Hm. Looked a little too big to be a cat, but... well, what else could it be?

It spoke, and it sounded like the humans. How strange. Oh well, he'd figure it out later. Toothless shook his head and bounced on his feet. Yes, put the saddle on him! Come on, join him for a flight!

Ratchet watched the giant lizard and pulled back a bit from the sniffing. It would be bad to get bit by this thing. He followed him as he bounced. Okay, he wanted it on and seemed to understand him. This castle just kept getting weirder.

"Alright. Hand it over." The Lombax took the saddle and tried to pull it away from Toothless, hoping the dragon didn't bite him.

Toothless relinquished the saddle without much argument. His fins flexed and his ears perked as he waddled into position. His shoulders crouched down to give Ratchet better access. Toothless' hind quarters, meanwhile, wiggled in anticipation.

"You really want this on, huh?" The Lombax laughed and held up the saddle. Okay, time to wrangle a giant lizard. It took the Lombax a moment to figure out, or so he thought, which way it was supposed to go on. He stared wrapping the straps around the dragon and was about halfway done when he noticed something.

"...I think I'm putting it on backwards."

Toothless shook his head with a snort. He could feel the saddle sitting weird and the straps not going where they needed to. Yeah. Backwards.

With the straps not in position to be properly secured, Toothless was easily able to shake the contraption off and use a paw to move it correctly into position on the ground. He then arranged himself to crouch beside it. All Ratchet would have to do is lift and drop, and strap. Easy enough, right?

The impatient dragon lowed, huffed, snuffled, and clucked in anticipation.

Ratchet watched the dragon work and raised an eyebrow. Okay, he was smarter than he first though and a lot more impatient than he thought too. Those noises still earned a small chuckle from the Lombax as he set to work to get the saddle on him.

"Alright. Let's get this on right this time." He did just as he needed to, lift, drop, and strap. Soon enough the saddle was on securely and everything was hooked up. "There you go. All done."

The dragon pushed himself up and shook his body. The saddle stayed on tight and positioned right, it was comfortable enough to where he barely noticed it.

He gave a nod of his big head. He'd seen Hiccup make the motion when he was pleased with something. He figured it was a good sign.

Then, Toothless had just one more request. He kept his body and head low to the ground, ears perked ever so slightly as he rumbled deep in his throat, nearly pleadingly.

Go for a ride? It'd be fun!

You thought hoverboots were cool?

Ratchet blinked and looked from the dragon to the saddle and back. Oh no. No no no. Wait...how often did he get to ride a dragon? Is that what it wanted?

"You want me to ride you?"

The raise of the ears, the tilt of the head, and the soft cooing surely was enough to indicate an affirmative answer.

Ratchet was no Hiccup, but he would do for the time being.

Flying was more fun with someone else.

Ratchet went silent for a moment. He looked up as the thought this through. He'd never really done anything like this before. It was definitely different than piloting a ship but how often did you get a chance to ride a dragon?

"Alright! Let's do this!" He flashed a happy smile and moved beside Toothless and jumped into the saddle.

Toothless wiggled his hind quarters in anticipation. He was going flying, he was going flying!

The instant he felt Ratchet settle in the saddle, the Night Fury was leaping into the air, each wing beat thrusting them higher and higher.

When he felt there was enough distance between them and the ground, he turned, wings extended and catching air as he glided along upside down and right side up and every which way.

Hold on tight!

"OH CRAP!" Ratchet grabbed on tight to the saddle and hooked his feet in those foot holds on either side of Toothless. He quickly realized he could move them and pulled them up, hoping it would signal the dragon to slow down or at least fly right side up!

No such luck on the slowing down, but Toothless understood the directional commands. He trilled loudly in enjoyment. The automatic fin squeaked as metal rubbed against metal while it flexed with Toothless' good fin movements. It caught air easily enough and the two fell in a nose dive. At the last moment, Toothless pulled up again and the two landed easily and carefully on a roof.

Well! That was a good exercise, no? The dragon turned to regard the Lombax over his shoulder. Fun? Was it fun? Yes. Fun. Do it again!

The Night Fury reared up before jogging towards the other side of the roof and diving off to ride what drafts there were around the castle. He soared with only a few wing beats, this flight notably more relaxed and easy than the last one.

Ratchet pulled up on the foot clamps after they entered the nose give. These controls seemed to affect the dragon's light. Didn't seem too hard. Only so many combinations. He just had to think clearly through his adrenaline drowned mind. Once they landed he let out a long sigh of relief and looked at the dragon.

"Well that was interestiiiiiiiiiiing!" He quickly clung to the dragon again, making sure to hold on as they took off. At least this one wasn't as fast as the last one.

Clearly his rider wasn't used to his typical maneuvers. The dragon decided it was a better idea to keep things slow and simple.

He trilled lowly as he continued gliding, falling, and rising, mostly on air drafts though he did give a beat of a wing every so often.

The two stayed in the air for a while. Toothless didn't pay attention to the time, but he felt it was safe to assume they'd been off the ground long enough, and found his way to solid ground once again. Nearly his entire body was vibrating with joyful purring as he crouched down to ease the Lombax's dismount.

After a while, that joyride was one fun trip. Ratchet slid off the dragon once it was over and rested his arm on the reptile's head. He smiled down at the goofy dragon and gave a thumbs up. "Looks like you had a fun time. Me too. We should do that again sometime."

Danny stares blankly. "A giant lizard?"

As if responding to a name, the Night Fury came to a halt, ears rising and head turning towards Danny. Big green eyes scanned the area before falling on him. Toothless' ears fell down again and he whined.

Still, it was better than nothing, even if it wasn't Hiccup. He purred around the saddle and approached him, bouncing lightly on his feet.

Maybe this guy would help?

Danny floats up into the air and drifts over to get a better look at Toothless. And the saddle.

"You... want me to do something with that?"

Toothless was NOT expecting that. Humans don't fly. Dragons fly! Because of their wings. Humans don't have wings!

The dragon jumped back, feet splayed and teeth bared, ready to attack if this... floaty human made any attempts of his own.

Pupils narrowed and wings on defensive display, Toothless let out a deep growl around the saddle still held securely in his mouth.

Danny rolls his eyes and backs up. "What? Never seen a ghost before?"

Ghost? What's a ghost? What ever it was, it sounded slimy and gross and it was not something he wanted to try. If anything, he'd probably carefully pick his fish away from it and eat around it.

As for this guy, who knew what was wrong with him? He didn't smell, look, nor do what normal humans did. A warning growl sounded in the back of his throat as he backed away.

Anything that flew without wings was never a good thing, as far as Toothless was concerned.

Danny looks on in confusion as the reptile thing growls and backs away.

It wasn't entirely Danny's fault. Toothless had never seen floating humans or anything that looked like a human that could float.

When he was sure he was a safe distance away, the dragon turned his back on the ghost, though his ears were perked as he continued his search.

Danny. Right there in the courtyard. Harth stood aways away from him before approaching him and the dragon. Extraordinary creature, but not one that's easily to gain mastery over is it?

Not like a demon. Not like a ghost.

"He's scared of you."

Danny rolls his eyes. "No kidding."

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