newberktown | Second Flight. [video/action for goldenrod city.]

[So it wasn't very hard for Hiccup to notice that he was in a Completely Different Place. Being relatively new to Johto, this was a pretty jarring revelation for him--but he stopped questioning it long enough to realize that he was in the same place as Toothless, as well as the Night Fury's new friends.

Once he gets more used to this idea, he fiddles around with the pokegear until he gets it to a video feed. Even though he's outside, and as underdressed as he is, Hiccup doesn't really seem to be that bothered by the cold or the snow he's trudging through.]

Thanks to anyone who offered to pick me up for Ziva, but it's not needed, now. Not really sure how, but... I guess I'm in Goldenrod City.

[He looks away from the gear for a while, expression thoughtful.]

People have said this place is the most like back home for them. But it's really...strange. Is there anyone else who's not used to places like this?

[With that question, Hiccup ends the feed. For anyone in Goldenrod, he'll be wandering around, looking at the tall buildings, and getting lost!]

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[Well at least he's better than most by dragon standards...

When the reach the window, Hiccup leans up against the glass so he can see what's going on inside the shop. Anyone that was surprised by the place Toothless had dragged the boy to clearly did not know the Night Fury very well. Hiccup simply rolls his eyes, though there is still a soft smile on his lips, and cants his head to look at Toothless.]

Let me guess. You're up for lunch right now, hmn?

_{[However did you guess, Hiccup?]

[Toothless turns to face the boy, beaming. And then proudly speaks a single word.]}

Fish.

_{['Fish', he's learned, is a VERY useful word in that, at least some of the time, seems to result in people giving him food. It's not always fish though, so Toothless tends to assume that some humans must just think that all foods are fish. Which isn't, you know, true, but he can't fault them for trying.]}

[He is just so smart. No sarcasm here, nope.

Also wow, that word actually sounded like a real word. Hiccup is mildly impressed, and is now feeling more inclined towards giving Toothless a meal of fish. The magic of words.]

Alright, alright...

[He opens the door to the restaurant, glad he remembered to bring money with while he explored.]

_{[With great enthusiasm, Toothless tromps in after him.]

[Getting used to a human mouth had been (and still frequently IS) very strange, but he has to admit that the avenues of communication it opens are pretty nice.]

[Just wait till he learns how to put together actual sentences. For now, though...]}

Fsh fsh fsh fsh fsh fsh...!

_{[He'll just be happily chanting that word under his breath as they get up to the counter. Oh boy oh boy oh boy. c:]}

[Man, Hiccup can not wait until Toothless can put together sentences. While the repeating of a word or sound for minutes at a time is amusing and endearing at the moment...

Eventually, the two are at a booth with plates of food. Hiccup's meal is something easily pronounceable and looks quite edible as well--much to his relief. Meat was a staple in the viking diet, but Hiccup was admittedly more squeamish than most. Especially when it came to raw fish, mutton, et cetera.

He glances up from his plate, absently pushing the food around a bit, and over to Toothless. Apparently he's waiting for the other to dig in first.]

_{[Not to worry, Hiccup-- Toothless has already been introduced to this kind of food and he knows exactly what to do with it. He's even been taught that it's not good to just plant his face on the plate and snarf up the food-- he lifts it up to his mouth with both hands and starts to enthusiastically eat like that instead. ... Still hasn't gotten the hang of silverware yet, but it's better than the alternative.]}

[...Wow, okay, he is pretty fairly certain that is not proper eating etiquette for this place, even if it's a lot more formal than the dining hall back home. Hiccup's fork pauses from its prodding a few seconds as the boy continues to stare.

The silverware slips and clatters to his plate, which is apparently what it takes to distract Hiccup from the trainwreck that is Toothless eating. He turns his attention back to his own food, and is surprised to find that...it really is good. While it's meat, which the viking is far too used to, it isn't as bland as he's expecting. A few more bites, and the sashimi bar has won him over as well.]

Hey, it's not bad. No wonder you were practically skipping to get here.

_{[Apparently Toothless's eating habits aren't unknown around here-- the display gets a few rolled eyes from the staff who gave them their plates but nothing more.]

[The dragon-turned-boy looks up from his plate with a big grin and a smudge of ginger on his nose when Hiccup speaks, bobbling his head in agreement.]}

Fish.

_{[But then he shifts in his seat a little, lifting a bulky arm to point at the wad of green stuff (http://www.pollsb.com/photos/o/19980-wasabi.jpg) on the edge of his plate. Then he looks significantly at Hiccup and shakes his head.]}

[Hiccup allows half a smile to curl, and if the other allows it he'll reach over with a napkin and clean Toothless's face up a little.]

Yes, yes... Fish.

[At Toothless's pointing, the boy studies the mystery substance. It doesn't look too bad, to him--and it certainly doesn't look like eel, which had put dragons into a frenzy of disgust, back home. Curious, and certain it is simply the other being picky, Hiccup dips an index in to scoop up a small amount. For a very brief moment, he smiles over to Toothless to show 'HEY LOOK, BUD. THIS FOOD IS OKAY.' Of course, once the sensation of the wasabi hits him, he decides that even a small amount is far too much.]

Oh gods! Oh jeez, Odin take me...

[There is the quick change of expressions, first to shock and then to a deep grimace, before he claps his hand over his mouth as if that will reverse the effects of the burning substance on his tongue. Brb, going to shovel food into mouth...]

_{[Such a good sport! Toothless just wrinkles his nose and leans away from the napkin a little (but sits still obediently enough as his face gets wiped off), but his expression turns immediately to wide-eyed concern as Hiccup samples the wasabi.]

[It's the kind of stuff that Toothless himself probably could have enjoyed if he'd still been a dragon-- but human mouths aren't really built for breathing fire. Or for handling ... this. He'd learned this the hard way, so he stands from his chair abruptly with a worried chuff, and then shoves his glass of water in Hiccup's direction meaningfully.]

[HE TOLD YOU, MAN. HE WARNED YOU.]}

Second Flight. [video/action for goldenrod city.]

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