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[The handwriting that suddenly appears is very sloppy, but still somewhat readable. It's a combination of being drugged, having messy handwriting in the first place, and having a cast on his arm to have to work around.]

I don't really remember what happened, so I'll try to write what I can here.

A weird girl attacked us while I was practicing with Master Van. She sang this song that made us all sleepy (a "fonic hymn", he called it... What's that?). I tried to stop her, but all of a sudden this... incredible power appeared between us, and next thing I knew I woke up here without a shirt on.

I don't see that girl anywhere... She probably ran off. She'd better not be going to attack Master Van again! That girl's got a lot of nerve, barging in on our practice session like that! If I see her again...!

Whatever that power was, it threw me somewhere I'm not familiar with. And it took my shirt and my pants! Now I've got these scratchy white pants, and I'm in the middle of some forest! I don't know how to get back, but I remember Master Van saying that moss grows on the... south side of a tree, so I guess I'll

[The writing suddenly stops. After a moment, the video button is accidentally brushed against as the writer appears to be busy flipping between pages with an ever increasing frown. The writer himself has the exact face and hair color of one Luke fon Fabre, but something seems... different about him. His hair is much longer, and the ends of his hair fade to a blond color, just like his wings, which he has not noticed yet. After a few more seconds of looking at the pages, he clenches his teeth and growls, and that's the last you'll see of him from the journal, because he just threw it aside.]

This isn't even my diary! Dammit, where the hell am I?!

[He gets up and glares off in the distance. And though you can't see him, you can certainly hear him as he yells off in a random direction.]

Hey, girl! Come out here and face up to what you did! You're a Malkuth soldier, aren't you? Are you trying to kidnap me again?! When my father hears that you kidnapped the son of Duke Fabre again, you'll be sorry you even tried attacking us!

...

And what the hell did you put on my arm?!

[He's not talking to anyone in particular. In fact, he really wishes he'd hear a response. He's mostly yelling just to get some kind of answer – even that girl would be nice by now. Luke has no idea where he is, nor how to get back... Maybe she'll know.]

[[ooc: Replies will be made with

bratacus! And for the record, the Malnosso healed all his injuries; they were just too lazy to take the cast off. If anyone came to visit him while he was in the clinic, he probably got them to sign their name on it, so. Just a little tidbit.]]

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... Right.

[He'll just. Climb on carefully then, and bring his arms around Hiccup's torso to hold on. Sure, it's a little awkward, but it's better than the alternative.]

D-Don't go too fast, okay?

Gotcha. Hear that, Toothless? Nice and easy. Seriously.

[He does not need Luke freaking out and falling off and hating him forever.

Toothless launches himself off the ground, going faster than he probably should, but still being a little careful.]

[Luke does, indeed, freak out, but instead of falling off, he only clings to Hiccup tighter and squeezes his eyes shut. Oh my GOD they're moving and there is no ground below the dragon's feet and they're UP IN THE AIR and OH MY GOD.]

AAAH!!

[Toothless notices this reaction and increases his speed just a bit, and even simulates a little turbulence for Luke's sake. That is, until Hiccup utters a sharp "Toothless!" and the dragon more or less behaves for the rest of the flight.]

I'll, um...drop you off in the plaza? Or...is there anyone you know you want to go to?

[And Toothless just made it WOOOOOOORSE AAAAAAAH

Once Hiccup makes him settle down, though, Luke chances wrenching his eyes open a little and looking down over the dragon. At first, the sight makes Luke squeeze his eyes shut again, but then he peeks once more. And leans away from Hiccup just a little, though he clings just as tightly, and looks with wider eyes. Finally, his grip loosens so that he's not giving Hiccup a death grip.

This is... actually kind of fun. They're so high up, and Luke can feel the wind - it's like he's a bird! Those birds that he'd always watch at the manor - ]

H-Heh... [That little laugh sounds breathless, though glances at Hiccup when he asks that question.] Oh, uh... I need to get to a clinic or something. Someone needs to get this cast off for me.

[His voice isn't as loud, not as harsh. In fact, his tone sounds much like how Luke would speak when he had short hair.]

[Hiccup nods, and he angles Toothless towards the ground as they approach the plaza.]

Right. I can take you there.

[And the dragon begins the descent.]

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