"I don't know how I did it Harry! I just did!"
Harry and Flynn and I were just sat in the cafeteria, skipping fifth lesson. I was telling them about my encounter with Snotlout from earlier today.
Harry growled slightly but I managed to calm him down.
"Hmm, " Flynn said, "that's really rare. Getting your elemental powers before your secondary shift. Weird. You need to talk to Stoick about this. You two are probably the most rarest shifters within a few hundred years."
I nodded. "I know we do but," I glanced at Harry, "something always comes up."
Harry asked, "What you gonna call it?"
I gave him a look that clearly read, What?
He sighed. "That move you did with the air. Duh."
I looked over at him, why has he got such an attitude?
I merely shrugged. "I don't know. An 'Air Blast'?"
Flynn nodded in agreement. Harry snickered quietly to himself.
I elbowed him in his ribs. "I'm not death you know."
He nodded slowly, jokingly clutching his side in pain. I grinned over at him.
He sat up, entwining my fingers with his, pulling me and my chair closer.
"Why don't you try again?" he whispered to me.
"I'd love to."
I stood up and walked a few feet away from the table, facing the rest of the cafeteria.
From what I knew, Air is the element of freedom. Maybe that's why I shot Snotlout away from me, so I could have my freedom . . .
I focused on the air currents around me . . .
I shot my arm out and a jet of strong wind stormed out of my palm and scattered half of the tables and chairs around me onto the floor. Some of them even made it outside.
I smirked to myself in triumph.
I faced the other half of the cafeteria.
I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths, in and out . . .
I struck my leg out to the side of me, another jet of wind storming out of me, blowing the tables and chairs all over the place. It came out of my foot...my...foot.
I lowered my leg and gazed upon the contents of the messed up cafeteria.
I turned to see Harry's and Flynn's jaws dropped with wide eyes. I smiled.
I ran to Harry who picked me up and spun me around before setting me down.
I also gave Flynn a shorter but tighter hug. He returned it.
Harry whined when I settled myself next to him. "How come Flynn got a tight hug and I didn't?"
I laughed. "You can wait."
He muttered something about not having any patience.
"Guys," Flynn said, "I gotta go." He ran off without letting us say goodbye. I thought about something before blocking it out of my head.
I shrieked as Harry pinned me against the closest wall and started kissing my neck. He pulled away to smile at me before returning.
He moved his lips up and down my neck. Down onto my collar bone and back up onto my jaw line.
You couldn't wait any longer, could you?
I felt his chest vibrate as he laughed softly. I sighed, one hand on his chest, the other running around his hair.
I pulled away so we were forced to make direct eye contact. He smiled his lop-sided grin that he knew I loved before planting my lips on his.
I responded to the kiss, moving to deepen it. His hands moved to grip my hips.
Mine stayed against his chest.
Harry gripped my hips tighter as I pulled him closer to me.
Harry was the one to break the kiss. We were both breathing heavily. I rested my forehead against his.
"Love you baby..." he mumbled against my neck.
"Love you...you overgrown puppy..." I replied quietly.
Harry pecked my lips before removing himself from now.
"Now," he said, "why don't you continue to try your 'Air Blasts'."
I nodded.
As I was practicing, I heard him mumble that I need a better name for this certain move...
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