I'm so sorry for the wait! Thank you to those sticking with me, the support is great!
This chapter is kind of cruddy.. Next one will be better I promise, hang in there guys.
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Various rhythms of constant ticking resounded about a dimly lit, cluttered room. You might be able to tell the monotone color of the walls if you moved aside one of thousands of clocks, all strung up and cramped together. Tables and shelves were shoved into the corners, piled high with assortments of stop watches, regular watches, digital clocks and hour glasses. Pendulums swung, and the 'tick-tocks' of the machines went off on there own beat, none following just one. The sound was enough to drive anyone mad in a matter of hours.
A tall, sharp looking red couch sat amidst the ticking room, in which a equally sharp looking man sat with a remote at his side. He stared up at the clock-shaped flat screen mounted on the crowded wall. His face was a difficult sight to define, old yet young all at once. His grey hair streaked with white, and wrinkles were obvious signs of age, yet he moved with grace and confidence, much more like a powerful young man than an old Keeper. Dull, cold eyes watched as the image of a particular spirit took up the screen, powers slowly draining into a vial on the floor. Chronos chuckled.
"Oh, Jack my boy." He shook his head slowly and used the remote to zoom into the winter sprite's face and pause the scene. "So careless. So driven. Why would you even think for minute that I would help you, after your friends had the nerve to steal from me? Oh, you stupid child. All of you, so very stupid."
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Jack was ever so grateful Penda gave him the room with the small deck outside his large window. This gave him enough to climb up onto the roof. It was pretty dang hard not to jump off buildings anymore, and it was quite a bummer whenever he reminded himself he couldn't fly.
A frustrated groan escaped Jack's lips. How was he supposed to get Hiccup to like him (again)? Last time.. well last time he was 99.9% sure it was an accident..
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"AUUGHHH!" Jackson yelled, desperately clinging onto the ice-blue Deadly Nadder practically doing somersaults in the sky. "ELSA, YOU LIZARD! STOP!" He screamed in the dragon's ear. In response, she bucked full force, sending Jack spiraling towards the water. He reached out for anything to grab onto, but there was nothing.
'Oh Gods..' He thought frantically, 'I'm gonna die..'
Just then he felt something snatch the back of his gear and pull him up and onto what he could only assume to e another dragon. He clung to the rider, taking in shallow, quick breaths.
"Oh Gods... Thank you.." He muttered weakly.
"No problem." Jack froze. "Just.. ah.." The voice chuckled, "Try not to upset your dragon too much next time. They don't take well to demands." Jack blinked several times before gathering up the nerve to look at the rider. Yep, just as he expected. He was holding on, very tightly, to none other then Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III himself. Well this was embarrassing.
After they landed, Jack helped Hiccup take of his Night Fury's riding gear, gulping a little when the dragon growled at him. "Don't worry about him." Hiccup placed a hand on the dragon's nose. "He's just over protective. Right, bud?" Toothless' mood changed immediately, tongue lolling out of his mouth and eyes lifted from a glare to playful and open. He pounced forward, pinning Jackson to the ground and licking at his face.
"Toothless!" Hiccup yelled, a hint of laughter in his voice. He eventually pushed the dragon off of the other boy.
"Ugh.." Jackson stood and tried his best to wipe all the dragon saliva from his face. "Does.. Does this wash out?"
