Hiccup Flying Toothless Novels & Stories

“I’ll need false teeth by then, so they’ll come first.” “Hmm, some things could be pretty interesting with no teeth.” I choked on the bite of food I’d just put in my mouth and picked up my napkin, trying hard not to spit it out. He threw back his head and laughed. I swear my ears turned pink. “We aren’t going there yet, Jaycee.”

To ground myself, as well as feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness, I reached for Lucas's hand. The unfamiliar sensation of being so high up in the sky made my ears pop, and I squeezed his hand for comfort. He shot me a reassuring smile, understanding the mix of emotions churning within me. Lucas's blue eyes met mine, concern evident in his gaze. "Did your ears pop, too?" he asked, his attention shifting from the view outside the window to my face. I nodded, a small frown forming. "How do I make it go away?" He offered a reassuring smile. "Try yawning. Sometimes, chewing on a piece of gum helps."

Great aching pangs for the mountain cities' blood and ashes. “The feast would come soon enough,” I sang, feeling a grin tear across my snout until it was almost painful to hold the giant ends of my mouth up and I let it fall back into a sneer. I hadn’t quite managed to half-shift the way he did, the Hybrids we were eating diminished far quicker than we had been producing them. I shook my head furtively, feeling the multitude of my teeth rattle noisily in my mouth, some of them hadn't belonged to me, but I was special. The owners probably wouldn't have needed it anyway.

Kiara’s POV After coming to the revelation of us being mates. I felt waves of emotions all over my body, I could also feel Anya trying to claw her way to the surface as if her life depended on it. What did she need so badly from Jeff that was detrimental to her survival? Jeff was talking to me about something but I couldn’t hear what he was saying. His voice was drowned out by a loud thumping noise. I zeroed in on where the sound was coming from and I found myself fixated on the right side of his neck where I could see slight movement synchronized with the thumping. My mouth began to salivate, and I felt the weirdest thing ever. My freaking teeth grew. I ran my tounge along my teeth and felt

There was a gap, shaped of a tooth. "June! Look! This is it!" Matthew gasped excitedly. In a hurry, he pushed the tooth into the gap. Nothing. He pressed against the tooth. It seemed like a button, for a huge hole appeared beneath the two; and the next moment they were sliding down a huge slide, screaming as they went. They ended up in a massive puddle.

"Just over fifteen minutes and look at that—backlash!" "Keep bragging, streamer!" "No way, this is too freaky." "The timer hit fifteen minutes, and he face-planted, losing a few teeth." "It's fitting that the mouth spewing nonsense lost a few teeth." "His mouth is all busted up, bleeding, and swollen!" "Serves him right!"

"I had read that one, should have seen it coming." "I would offer you a cigarette but you are already smoking hot." He winked, smirking at me. "Okay, I knew that one." I said, still laughing. "What has 142 teeth and holds back the Incredible Hulk?" I paused thinking for an answer but nothing came to my mind. "Um, I don't know?" He grinned proudly. "My zipper." At this I couldn't even control myself I hunched on my knees laughing crazily. "That was a good one." I wheezed out between my non stopping laughter.

she ran towards me, panting, and running her fingers over my face feverishly, “what’s wrong? What happened?” “Huh?” I feigned confusion, and her brows furrowed. “You screamed just now, Iris,” Ryder chipped in. “We thought something had happened to you. Is everything okay?” “Oh!” I laughed nervously, “That? A gigantic fly had fallen into my mouth while I slept,” I sat up in my chair, acutely aware of how innocent I looked in that moment, “that was why I screamed. It was nothing serious.” They both stared at me like I was speaking gibberish, looking a little disappointed.

she said. I started to smile at her absurdity and felt something sharp poke my lip. I reached up and felt my mouth. What the hell? My teeth did feel weird. I ran to the hall mirror, once again. I’m still pale and now I have FANGS. “I have fangs – Mads, what do I do?! I have fangs! This can’t be real. Am I still asleep?? Maybe I’m in a coma and this is all in my head. Maybe they’ve got me hooked up to a machine and I’m fast asleep, tripping on pain meds right now.”

It creaked softly as my weight landed on it. ------ “Isn’t she cute?” “No, she’s wicked and rude,” a child’s voice sounded with clear annoyance. I stirred awake slowly, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. My hands flew upward above my head in a stretch, my jaw relaxed, prying my lips open. A fly flew straight into my mouth suddenly, and I violently tried to cough it out, but it was stuck deep down in my throat. My eyelids flicked shut and I hesitantly swallowed the insect down my throat.