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Talulahh's hair for the day : )
3rd Person POV
This is berk. Boasting in the balmy, fun-in-the-sun climate that will give you frostbite on your spleen. The one upside is our annual holiday, we call it Snoggletog. Why we chose such a stupid name remains a mystery. But with the war long over and dragons living amongst us, this year's Snoggletog promises to be one to remember.
Hiccup and Talulahh slept in their shared bedroom, only to get woken up by a certain dragon name Toothless.
Hiccup sat up and heard his sister groan, "Tell him to shut up, will ya?" If you couldn't already tell, Tu wasn't much of a morning person.
"Okay, okay, I'm coming." Hiccup drowsily but on his helmet.
Talulahh's POV
Toothless woke Hiccup early in the morning everyday. Which, unfortunately, also woke me up.
The one good thing is that Sapphire always took that as her cue to climb through the window. It was routine by now, Toothless wakes everyone, Hiccup leaves, Sapphire comes in, I get on the floor with her and go back to sleep for a little longer.
I loved the morning schedule we had, bit I would never admit that.
An hour later I got up. Sapphire watched me as I got ready. I loved the holidays and always did my hair nice for fun. Today was gonna be the first day I did that.
I did my hair(the picture is at the the beginning of the chapter) and put on my boots. I then walked to my nightstand where my dagger laid. I admired it for a second before clipping the sheath to my belt and walking out.
As I walked I thought about the dagger. It wasn't anything fancy just iron with a leather handle. It was my mother's. I wished I had met her. I wished she were here.
I looked around at all of the people, and dragons, that were putting up decorations. My clumsy self wasn't looked where I was going and ran into a pole very hard, "Ow!" That was gonna bruise, great.
After that I was more alert. I looked at a small child dressed in a Gronkle costume, "Roar!" He said to a real Gronkle, Meatlug.
She roared back, Fishlegs insists that she's a boy but I don't believe it. The child laughed and ran straight into me.
He lifted up his costume so I could see his face. He had blonde hair and striking brown eyes. "Sorry, Miss Talulahh." He said.
"Don't be sorry, sweetie. Now, what's your name?"I smiled and bent down to his level.
