Ben 10 at the edge of berk ( a ben 10 & httyd crossover)

Chapter 5: One Last thing

Ben pov

It has been several weeks since Ben had arrived on berk, and so far it was great.

Granted he had to stay in dragon form the whole time bit it did not matter, the people of berk had treated him well enough.

He had not revelled that he was a talking dragon, that information was kept between Hiccup, his father, Gobber and the rest of the riders who had heard him talk.

In all this time, ben had stayed in his dragon form for all this time, and he started to notice that his perception of time was sped up, even though it was several weeks since he had gotten there it had felt like barely a week had passed.

Ben could only wonder if this was a side affect as living in his dragon form for so long, he knew that they lived for very, very long.

it was today that he was with the rest of the dragons and their riders, they were watching Snotlout repeatedly fail to lunch a sheep in the air and hit a marked target.

The young Vikings were now talking about this sport they invented using their dragons... dragon racing they called it, and they agued on who actually invented it and came up with the rules.

Despite himself, Ben had found himself to be extremely intrigued with the story, and he even laughed a few times during their recap of it.

But eventually, it was found out that to everyone's surprise, it was tuffnut who invented the sport, since he was the only one who actually took the time to come up and write down the rules, never mind that he cheated by the rules he came up with.

Ben now really wanted to try his hand in this new sport, the only down side was that he needed a rider.

In his time there, Gobber had made him a saddle that had fitted the base of his neck and just above his back. It was made out of quality leather, and he would sometimes take Gobber, Hiccup or even Stoick to a flight, but for this race, there was a rule of no switching dragons, and Ben was not comfortable with a new rider on his back.

While the riders were busy painting war colors on their dragons and themselves, he heard something that had gotten his attention, he had looked at the other dragons to see if any of them had heard anything as well but saw that they didn't.

He had chucked it up to it probably being his figment of imagination, but just in case, he had decided to go and check it out.

He had gotten up from the spot he laid down, stretched his wings and started to fly off, not noticing the mess he was making with the backdraft making the bowls of paint all over the arena.

He was flying around the island, and on his way he saw many Viking preparing the course the dragons would need to fly through.

Then he heard the sound again, it was a high peached, almost whistle like sound. Ben had tilted his head to find it's source.

It didn't take him long to do so, and he had landed in a clear part of the Forrest surrounding the village of berk, kicking up a dust cloud in the process.

It was at this point that ben had saw two figures moving from the shadows towards him, as soon as he saw them though his dragonish face had broken to a massive smile.

"Professor paradox! Brook! Oh, it is so good to see you guys again."

Rook had looked him up and down until finally asking, "Ben? Oh my... I am so glad to see you that you are well!" he finishes by running towards ben and hugging his right leg, while Paradox is coming towards him and say, "yes Benjamin, it is good to see you as well."