Dragons in New York Chapter 3

Chapter 3
Hiccup woke up as the first rays of sunlight peeked over the horizon. For a moment he couldn't remember where he was, but seeing the tall stone buildings all around and feeling the hard cement under him he remembered the events that took place the day before. He stood up, casting off the old drapes he had used as a blanket and stretched, becoming fully awake. Toothless was curled up asleep, still wearing the red hat and medallion Hiccup had got for him. The large dragon made a sort of purring sound in his sleep. Hiccup pet him on the head and told him, "I'll be back later, Bud. I'm going to see what I can learn about this place."
With that he left Toothless to explore the city. He walked down the alleyway cautiously, not wanting to alert anybody to his presence, back to the main street. He spent a couple of hours walking about, taking in all the new wonders that were all around him. He began to notice something strange, children were running down the streets carrying sacks with them. Where were they going in such a hurry and what were they carrying? He stopped to stare at these strange kids, but he was staring for very long because a child ran right into him, both of them falling to the pavement. Hiccup stared at the boy, bewildered. The boy sat up on his knees and rubbed his head. Hiccup sat up and studied this kid for a moment. He looked about the same age and him hair was just a few shades lighter. He was scrawny and seemed to lack coordination as well. The boy looked at him and exclaimed, "Oh my god, are you ok? I'm so sorry! I should have been watching where I was going!"
He stood up and offered Hiccup a hand, which he gladly took, and then they were both back on their feet. The kid smiled awkwardly, giving a flash of his braces as hid did, "I'm Dax. Its nice to meet you."
Hiccup brushed himself off and replied, "Nice to meet you too. I'm Hiccup."
Dax raised an eyebrow, "Hiccup? Like from that old viking legend?"
It was Hiccups turn to be confused, "Old viking legend? What old viking legend?"
Dax shrugged, "In my family there's this legend. It about my ancient ancestor, you see, his name was Hiccup and he apparently became friends with a dragon and saved viking civilization. I believe it, but everyone else thinks it just a fairy tale."
"A fairy tale? Its no fairy tale. Vikings have dragons just like you have metal boxes on wheels."
Dax gave him a skeptical look, "Metal what? And how would you know if they had dragons?"
"That's easy. I know vikings have dragons because I have one." Hiccup said, crossing his arms.
Dax laughed, "You're insane! Dragons don't exist! Even if they did a long time ago there aren't any now!"
Hiccup rolled his eyes, "I'll prove it to you. Follow me."
"Fine, but this best not take too long. I don't want to be late."
Dax followed Hiccup back down the street for six blocks, but froze when he turned down the alley. Hiccup looked back at him questioningly.
Dax shook his head, "Oh, no! I'm NOT going down there. People get mugged in alleys!"
"mugged?"
"You know, beat up."
"Its safe. Just come on."
Dax hesitated for a minute, but reluctantly followed Hiccup through the alley. When the reached the end Hiccup whistled and Toothless came bounding toward him, happy to see his rider. Dax's eye became huge when he saw the giant winged reptile and he started to panic a little, "Oh my god! Oh my god! That's a... a... a..."
"Dragon?" Hiccup offered.
The boy was struck speechless, so all he could mange was a nod. After several minutes of staring in awe at the beast standing before him he finally found his voice, "So... is it going to try to eat me or something?"
Hiccups laughed, "Toothless? No way! He's harmless!"
Dax reached his hand out, hesitated, then slowly pet the dragon. A thought struck him, "Night Fury."
Hiccup looked at him, "Yeah. How'd you know?"
"It looks just like the one in my family's book. You called him Toothless?"
Hiccup nodded.
"So, then... if this is Toothless the Night Fury... Then you must be Hiccup, my great great great great great grandfather."