Goblin

Chapter 7

Attention everyone.

The plot of the story might not go in exact accordance to the second season's timeline and plot; for example, the episode the Flight Stuff takes place during summer, but it is summer right now in my story's timeline. I just hope it won't affect what people thinks of my story right now.

And so, on with the chapter. Enjoy!

The next day after sleeping in Heather's house, Goblin went back to the Academy to drink a little water. It was still early in the morning, the sun was just rising, giving the sky a beautiful coloration of black, light yellow and light purple with a tint of orange. There was no one in there just yet, it was all silent and calm. The floor was miraculously not covered in snow, but all around the area was submerged under a thick blanket of snow.

Just like he liked.

The Skrill walked towards the... it was one of those things humans used to give water to their animals, only this one was much bigger. Goblin had a particular way to drink, since his eyes were close to his nose and snout. He closed his eyes shut and submerged his snout into the freezing water to drink, but it was not comfortable to dip his eyes into the water. Then again, what could he do about it?

After a while, in the middle of his drinking, Goblin felt a small weight on his back. It was clearly too light to be Heather or any of the other dragon riders, so the only other person who would be reckless enough to do that was the boy he was starting to dislike with a passion, even more so than Snotlout.

Unfortunately, since he had just submerged his head into water, he couldn't electrify the kid unless he wanted to roast his own face. So, Goblin had to knock the boy off his back the old fashioned way: jumping around like a wild horse.

Gustav was knocked instantly in a fraction of seconds, falling unto the ground with a loud thud. Goblin gave the boy a growl as a warning before turning his back on him; the Skrill looked back every now and then, and noticed the boy was slowly approaching him again. Seriously, what did he have to do to make the kid understand he would not let him on his back?

"Come on, Skrill!" Gustav lifted up his arms in exasperation. "Look at me! Look at you! We're made for each other! We'd be the best pair in the Academy!"

"Not in a million years, kid..."Goblin thought to himself, skipping away from Gustav once more. If he was to have a human on his back, at least it had to be one worthy of being called his rider.

"Interrupting?"

Goblin was partly relieved when he heard Heather's voice; the black-haired teen walked into the academy, holding something behind her back, he was not sure what it was but judging by the look on her face it was probably for him.

"Hey, there." Gustav greeted her coldly. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I..." Goblin noticed she shifted whatever she had in her hands nervously. "I thought Goblin was hungry, so... I asked Fishlegs what his favorite food was and brought him this." She revealed a sheep leg in both of her hands, probably the largest Goblin had ever seen.

Almost immediately, Goblin's playful side took over, he knocked Gustav aside(softly, of course) with his wings and advanced towards Heather with hungry eyes and dilated pupils. Heather backed away in surprise, but held out the sheep leg playfully for him to take. When he was about to take it, she quickly moved away from her spot. Goblin stared at her in confusion, before she gave him a playful smirk. "I'll give it to you when you catch me."

Goblin narrowed his eyes with a smirk. "You're on, girl."

Forgetting all about Gustav, Goblin chased Heather all around the academy, sparking every now and then. All the while, Heather was laughing in joy, while Goblin was snickering. He never had this much fun ever since he was a hatchling and used to play with his siblings. Actually, he could have caught her at the first moment, but he was enjoying this so much he didn't want it to end.