Imaginary Friend

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. All rights for characters go to their respective owners. DREAMWORK'S, RISE OF THE GUARDIANS and CRESSIDA COWELL'S HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON.

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third woke up with a slow yawn. Then shivered from the cold icy temperature of Berk.

It took all his guts to get out of bed in the harsh cold every morning. He would never be used to the rush of icy cold breeze chilling his shoulders when he got out of bed.

The boy wasn't at all what you might expect from a Viking hero. As simple and as easily over looked as he was, the ginger was the son of a chief.

Stretching over, he reached for the Ticking Thing, The Compass like contraption he stole from Norbert a few months ago. Technically it belonged to him, for it used to be his great great grandfather's. Nonetheless he still felt guilt in stealing it back.

Picking the ticking up, he noticed the time. His eyes widened with realization that he had woken up too late. Another day late for the Pirate Training Program.

"Oh gosh, Gobber's gonna be mad...", He muttered to himself over and over. The ginger quickly got himself dressed for the day and ran outside. He suddenly felt a cold rush to his face. This wasn't a normal chill from the breeze.... Someone hit him with a snowball.

"Ow!... Hello?....",He looked around suspiciously. No one. Anywhere. All that was seen was snow on the usually green covered earth. He shrugged it off and kept walking but quickly got hit again.

"Who's doing that?!..." Hiccup asked, irritated, as a small chuckle was heard in response.

Hiccup gave an annoyed groan and muttered "Snotlout..." before continuing to walk. Someone muttered something under their breath. The boy stopped and looked over his shoulder, suspiciously.

There was something there. A staff... A curved staff sticking out from a pile of snow. He slowly approached the snow mound when a boy older than him jumped out and scared him. Hiccup let out a small, unexpected scream then looked up at the boy.

He wasn't a viking, that was obvious. He wore a long sleeved blue hoodie and brown pants. Oddly, he also had snowy, white hair.

"Who are you?...."

"Wait, you can see me?" The mysterious boy asked, almost amazed as he ignored Hiccup's question.

"Why wouldn't I be able to see you?", asked The ginger, confused.

The boy continued to ignore him and kept talking.

"Name's Jack.", he smiled. "Jack Frost." He added.

"Nice to meet you... I'm Hiccup.." The ginger said slowly, still a little hesitant. Jack looked at him with laughing eyes.

"Hiccup?" He stifled a small laugh at the odd name, which made Hiccup a little annoyed.

"Yes, Hiccup" he answered coldly.

Jack laughed again but then stopped deciding if he wanted to make a friend,he should probably stop irritating the small boy.

Toothless, the ginger's hunting dragon, crawled onto Hiccup's shoulder. The dragon looked up at Jack, yellow cat eyes meeting icy blue.

"Who's that?.. And WHAT is it??" Hiccup chuckled slightly at his shock. "His name is Toothless, He's my dragon."

"Dragon?..."

"You've never heard of Dragons?"

They soon began talking and quickly became friends. Although Jack still liked to pick on the small, red haired, freckled boy. It wasn't the same as Snotlout, who just down right hated him. No, it was just jokes to him, just fun and games.