sirenspull | 7 [video]

[Here’s the interior of Ichigo’s apartment; it’s late afternoon, the window is open to let a breeze (and a dragon) in, he’s sitting at his table with a cup of something in shot, you can see the dark head of his roommate beyond curled up on the sofa reading something, and besides him sits Hiccup. Both boys look thoroughly nonplussed. Ichigo gives the camera a flat look.]

I swear if anyone laughs about this I don’t care who they are I am kicking their ass.

You know, I'm a little torn between holding you back and letting you go ahead.

[Hiccup sighs, rubbing the side of his face before letting his hand drop back down.]

I'm also wondering if this is really a normal punishment for being late to classes.

Hell no, they just landed us with this damn chore ‘cause we’re Newcomers and they need to fill a quota or something. Screw this, I don’t give a crap about Valentine’s Day. It’s a girls’ holiday.

[You can hear the disdain dripping off him. Hiccup glances at all of the pink and red scattered across his lap and on the floor. He picks up a lacy heart, eying it warily. Toothless pokes his head over the both of them, sniffing curiously.]

Eugh. Yeah, no kidding... It feels that way for the girls here, anyway.

[At this point Rukia sighs in the background, grabs a rejected, lopsided heart, crumples it up and throws it at Ichigo's head.]

Don't be so childish. You're performing a service for your classmates and creating a more romantic atmosphere. That's perfectly appropriate for a dance such as this.

[She knows this because of the manga she's reading. Ichigo, however, is less than impressed by this reasoning, especially as the crumpled paper heart bounces off his head and lands smartly in his cup of cocoa with a ‘plop’. He fishes it out with an annoyed scowl, getting to his feet and turning to look at his assailant.]

Do we look like we know how to decorate a Valentines’ Dance, Rukia?

That's no excuse for doing a poor job. [Primly.]

That’s not the-

[Intruding into this scene of domestic bliss are a pair of breasts. Covered in an orange jacket and attached to a grinning woman, but fabulous nonetheless.

Also, they're pressed against the side of Ichigo's head for some reason.

For his part, he takes it rather well-]

UWAAAAA!

[-By falling on his ass and managing to stutter out:]

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WI- Yoruichi-san?!

Yo, Ichigo. Your window's open.

[ooc: Ichigo, Hiccup, Rukia, Yoruichi. ]

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I'll tell you right now that I'm not the best person to give you tips.

Are you loveless and all alone in the world?

Well...

No. I have Astrid. And Toothless.

Then you're doing better than me!

It was a completely unintentional outcome!

Are you holding out on me?

You really want tips?

I asked, didn't I?

You did.

[As he thinks, he gets a Toothless leaning on him.]

Lemme see...first of all, you gotta be a little more confident in yourself.

I've heard that before!

What, really– the only other thing I can think of off the top of my head is not to be all of [Some hand gestures.] ...this.

[. . .]

Maybe people need to stop giving me reasons to be all [flap flap flap] this!

[He flinches. Ay, yeah, he knew that would happen.]

Er– I'm sorry that happens???

Never mind. There's nothing you can do for me.

[For a few seconds, Hiccup lifts his arms up as if he doesn't know what to do with them. He sighs, puttering his lips and dropping them down again.]

I tried?

Thank you for trying.

[He has to at least give him that.]

Um. No problem.