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Vent 2You know you can't fucking stand somebody when you hear their voice.Vent 2 by ~AnimalSam
Smell their scent.
See their face.
Or when you are constantly reminded on a daily basis that you're related to that person.
Hurts doen't it?
Especially when they know how much you can't fucking stand them.
Hate's an awfully strong word, so I will try to avoid using it.
But sometimes I think you're overqualified for it.
You brought him back alive"No! NO!" Hiccup shouts as he tried to pull us up to doge the clublike tail of the Green Death. My artificial tail burned, and just fell off a moment ago... I'm suprised we're still airborn. I try and jerk myself upwards in an attempt to assist him, but it's all in vain as the tail hits us at full velocity. It hits at an angle, at least. My shouder's in throbbing pain from it, but I feel... lighter. "Hiccup?" I twist around. Hiccup's not on my back anymore, but unconscious and falling down into the monsterous flames. "No!" I roar, and I steady myself, and move my wings forword in an attempt to fly after him, to save him. Since the prosthetic tailfin burnt off, it's not easy flying; even downward. Everything's moving in slow motion. I can feel each individual beat of my heart pounding in my chest. Adrenaline pulses through me. No matter how hard I try, he seems too far away... But I'm not going to let him die. I push harder and harder. I roar, reach my forearm out (You brought him back alive by ~AnimalSam