Something i didn't have

Something beloved

"You must be rather curious, about why I gather you here."

"Not much, but thanks for noticing."

The morning sun shined through the window, while inside the apartment that belonged to Tobias, a group of teenagers gathered. Most of it sat on the couch, only James sat on an armchair, and the owner of the place stood in front of everyone, crossing his arms. Sinking into the couch Sarah furrowed at him.

"May you explain to us the case then, already?"

"I'm almost certain that from all of us, you know the issue too well," Tobias returned the favor, narrowing his eyes.

"Maybe, but the reason for that is sitting here," she pointed with her head at the figure next to her, positioned in an armchair. "My fault he has a potty mouth?"

"Excuse me?!" James exclaimed, straightening in his spot. "It's not my fault!"

"Come one, babe. You told me once, about one of your arguments, which took place at my surprise party, before it began, destroying the whole surprise part," she snickered, squirting her eyes at him. "Each day, I am confident you can't get any stupider, but here I am."

Leaning over her, he grinned, mockingly. "And you love me for that," he mumbled, receiving a groan from her.

"Okay, shut up," Toothless pointed at them and inhaled, soundly. "We're not here to listen to your, strangely still-lasting, relationship."

"Then, why are we?" Barf grunted, informing about his laying presence on the black couch.

"Exactly," Belch exclaimed from beneath the coffee table. "Also, why aren't you hiding any money under the couch? Everybody does!"

"Not me," Toothless buzzed and darted at his brother. "Anyway, Barf, that's a great question!" He glanced at Sarah, blinking at her, furiously. "Why are they here? I understand why Martha is here," he pointed at the girl next to her, who smiled nervously when all the eyes focused on her. ", however, their presence is rather, well, useless."

"Well, nobody knows how, but they are our friends," Sarah shrugged, cocking her brows. "They might be somehow useful."

"Friends?" Tobias scoffed. "Call a spade a spade, just parasites."

Raising his head from the fluffy carpet, Belch's eyes softened as he gazed at Tobias. "Night," he crooned, wiping an invisible tear off his cheek. "You deem us as a part of your life."

"You're part of it only because of the red-haired moron."

"That red-haired moron keeps them close, to witness how they annoy you," Hookfang sniggered, pouting. "Each time, the stunning picture," he smirked widely, while Toothless tensed his cross of arms.

"Besides," Stormfly pointed with her head at the twins. Trying to stand up Belch impacted his head into the le, while Barf roared with laughter. Immediately after, Belch punched his leg from underneath the wood, causing Barf's lack of balance, and hence, his downfall. ", comedy."

"I think, it's not the time for comedy," he exhaled, shaking his head. "Since we all gathered, there is something I wanted to-,"

"What the fuck?!" Belch gagged after taking a slip of the black cup from the table. "Black tea. Who drinks that shit?"

"As a matter of fact, me," Toothless tsked, moving forward to him and snatching the cup from his hold. "Next time, don't take something that doesn't belong to you," he straightened and glanced at the rest of the gathered. "I lost the context."

"What is the issue, exactly?" Martha raised her hand, grinding anxiously.

"Issue, right," Toothless inhaled, clasping his hands on the nose. "A few days ago, as you probably noticed, I was rather moody."