Hiccup X Toothless Novels & Stories

How despicable! “Cillian? As in, “kill” for buzzkill. Listen, here, Kill. I am not a toddler, you little numb-nut! Don’t you see, I look like a princess?” If he thought he was going to topple me off my high tower by criticizing my missing front milk teeth, he was terribly wrong. I didn’t care about not having my front teeth. Mom said it was temporary. So yeah, I’d be toothless for a month but poopyhead here will be a major stink forever. “Okay, princess toothless. GO. AWAY. The Seer said my mate and I will cross paths tonight. Go and play and leave this big kids’ stuff alone.” That’s when I knew he was older than me.

Such a naughty little mice! He chuckled, and did as she said. Turning to the mirror with a gentle chorus of cheese. " Cheee..... " He trailed off, but didn't finish. The last of the cheese hung in his mouth. Even the smile plastered on his face stiffened. He saw his hideous smile in the mirror, and was shocked. His teeth! Where was his teeth? Up and down had an empty gum. His teeth had disappeared. Royalty was frozen. He couldn't even move.

Ruben said. "Mmh." Tess was still worried. The three lads noticed, the urge to make her smile grew from within them. "Mother look, I lost a tooth today." Luke opened his mouth, tongue stuck out of the hollow spot where his tooth occupied before. Tess burst out In laughter, Luuk's face ashened and Ruben had a tender smile on his face. Luuk felt like he was watching a silly version of himself, the worst kind. He felt a stabbing wound on his chest as Luke went further to show Tess another tooth that might fall out soon.

I'm not falling for it. "How about I just get you a toothpick or some dental floss?" "A piece of wood or string isn't enough." He said with a frown. "A toothpick should work." I told him. "A toothpick is for teeth... I have goddamn canines." He grumbled, opening his mouth and baring his teeth at me. My mouth dropped open at what I saw. His teeth were sharp and his two upper canines were ten times bigger than his other teeth. Those were the teeth of a big cat, like a lion or tiger. They were not human teeth.

“Nnnnggghhh.” I braced myself. Was he losing control? Were tentacles about to sprout out of his head? He seemed perfectly rational, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t attack us. “Toothache.” He poked at his teeth. Through the holes in his cheek. “Receding gums. Makes the teeth very sensitive.” ‘Receding’ was a gross understatement. He had no gums. “That’s why I’m out here. There’s a herb called clovis that helps ease the pain. It grows in these woods; a little blue flower.” He looked around like he might spot it.

Talk about looking good. Eden chuckles and kisses his shoulder, "Good morning. Do you have a spare toothbrush?" Harvey hums and points at one of the drawers. Eden grabs a new toothbrush and joins Harvey's morning ritual, and he watches him clean his mouth with a smile and hurries to finish too. Eden puts the toothbrush in the same glass as Harvey, making him press his lips tight to avoid grinning like an idiot again.

He asked, passing me a cup and filling it to the brim, “ My teeth itch and I don't know why. Can you help me?” My face crumbled, “ Your teeth itch?” I asked, worried, my eyes searching his face. “Do you need to see a doctor?” “Yeah I think you look so tempting and my teeth might want to devour you, so they itch.” “What?” I cracked in smile, emptying my glass, “ You are crazy, Dray.” He leaned in and whispered in my ears, his breath warm against my earlobe, “ Crazy? You should be held guilty of driving me crazy.”

His excitement is nuclear, impossible to ignore. Nathan scrapes his teeth together into a fierce, proud grimace. “Look!” Two perfect rows of tiny teeth glint up at me like half-size Tic Tacs pressed into a line. I freeze, unsure whether to celebrate or panic. Cole sees the hesitation and intervenes. One enormous finger presses lightly against a slightly wobbly tooth, nudging it almost imperceptibly.

Tony punctuated every couple words with squeezes, prods, and playful grabs to his side. Dillon couldn't stop the laughter diarrhea, which was a problem. He needed to escape! Not a drill. Dire emergency! Why the hell were humans even ticklish? It infuriated him endlessly. It was unfair! If he laughed enough, he'd get the hiccups and side stitches, which are both induced medical abnormalities! The bastard didn't just tickle him! That was assault! The worst part was, Tony himself wasn't ticklish in the least.

Both my left and right top canines were hurting as they seemed longer than the length of my teeth. Attempting to moan due to the pain, I heard a growl. An animalistic growl. "Wait here, baby." I made for the closet mirror at the entrance of the hallway and bared all my teeth out to see what was happening. There was nothing there. My teeth were normal. I exhaled. I must be hallucinating. Must be the stress. If I was hallucinating, was my daughter too? "Honey, there is nothing there," I told her as I approached, showing her my teeth at the same time.