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[Toothless has a certain fascination with art. First it was sticks in the mud, then outside chalk, and then paint on the other side of the mirrors. Today he's found more paint, except in bigger containers. With lots of colors. And bigger brushes! He likes them — he can do more with them, and not worry about them breaking in his mouth.

Paint doesn't taste good. He's finding out again today.

Because today, one of the hallways has been sacrificed to his artistic efforts. Though, to be fair, it was an accident that the first paint container broke in his mouth. And then the others followed, because Toothless has discovered finger painting.

Or, more accurately, paw painting. And tail painting. It's a mess.

His communicator is jostled on as he paws patterns of yellow, blue, green, red, and white all over the floor and some of the walls. Toothless has lost his natural black camouflage. He's just a tangle of bright colors, splattered messily, as he also uses his chin and belly to get the colors in the right patterns.]

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[Coming in from a walk outside, this is about the last thing Wash had expected to walk in on. He's seen a lot of strange things in his relatively brief time here, but...the walls and floors covered in bright paint, and a big hulking dragon being the one who put it all there...

Wait. Dragon?]

Whoa--! [Instantly recoiling a few steps on a delayed reaction upon spotting Toothless, his eyebrows raise behind his mirror-like visor. For a few moments, he's defensive as he stares, prepared to defend himself in the event of an attack, but pretty quickly the gaping wins out. He's still tense, but he straightens out, glances around at the paint, then looks at the dragon. The freaking dragon.]

This is really, uh... Creative. Did you really do all this? [And can you understand peoplespeak?]

[Good grief, is that a Viking in full armor? Shiny armor? Well at least someone around here is sensible enough to wear it.

Toothless observes Wash for a moment before, with a certain amount of pride, nodding. It's just a first experiment in, hopefully, a series, but he's happy with where the experiments have gone.]

[Hey, his armor is cool.

The nod throws Wash for several long moments, considering he hadn't really expected to get any sort of response. But then, he hadn't been sure what to expect as it was, given this is a dragon and Wonderland. He should probably just be glad it didn't talk or something.]

Well, that's... [Awkward pause. How do you even talk to dragons?] I didn't know dragons could paint. ...It's kind of cool, actually. The, uh. The painting, too. Very...abstract.

[And there goes the puffed-out chest and the pleased look. He rumbles something that may or may not be like a thank you, and begins to get back to work. Actually, he outlines something that's very clearly a fish. A fish that got stuck in an acid dream, as all of the colors are starting to meld together.]

[A dragon clearly looking proud of itself is honestly kind of an amusing sight, and it has a smile tugging at the corners of Wash's mouth. The noise in response only makes it bigger. This is absolutely a bizarre experience for him, but as opposed to some of the other things that go on around here, he's actually kind of liking this one so far. The dragon's even kind of cute, as far as giant flying reptilians go. Almost sort of reminds him of his cats as he watches it - ...him? - move and paint. Except, you know. Bigger and scaly, and all those dragon-y things.]

Is that-- That's a fish, isn't it? That's really good! Have you been watching the ones in the ocean? [...Do dragons even study the things they paint?]

[Oh, does he watch them. It's one of his favorite things. He's not so great at catching them when he isn't diving from the sky, but he does love to sit on the shore and stare. And he does the same with the fish pond, as well, which is usually empty thanks to the Night Fury's residency in Wonderland.

Toothless nods in return, managing to look hungrily in the direction of his 2D fish as he paints another one beside it.]

[There's something in the expression that accompanies the nod that tells Wash that the dragon doesn't just watch the fish. But hey, better he eat fish than people, right? Definitely. Assuming that's the case, anyway.]

There are some pretty nice ones out there. [Still talking about the fish, and knowing this because he's actually seen them far closer than he ever expected to after an unplanned underwater expedition, Wash eyes the second fish being painted. He nods slowly, almost approvingly, and decides to keep talking. Even if conversing with a dragon is pretty strange. But hey, this isn't the first friend(?) he's made here who can't talk.] Where'd you learn how to do all this? ...Wait, uh. Let me rephrase that so it's easier for you to answer... Did you teach yourself how to do this?

[It's a complicated question, really, like the chicken or the egg. Did Toothless always have the potential, or did he only unlock it by watching Hiccup scrawl in the dirt? Toothless hasn't heard of that one, though, and for him it's simple. The latter. So, he shakes his head.

Both Hiccup and Balthazar have contributed to his artistic merits up until this point.]

Oh.

[Honestly, that's not particularly surprising. He'd probably have been more so if it turned out the dragon had taught himself how to draw. Would have been impressive, though. Or, you know. More than it already is.]

Well, that's fine. Makes sense, really. [Wash shrugs, but he's still smiling away under his helmet.] Can you do anything else? I mean, obviously you can do other things, but along the lines of painting, I guess. Like, can you write, too? Or...use other media for art?

[Letters... Letters...

He does know chalk, but he doesn't know the word "media" and so begins to scrawl the other trick that he knows. A few letters and sigils in a circle, and the second the circle is complete a small flame lights up along the lines — and then goes out, like a birthday candle.

It's a funny trick he was taught. He likes it.]

[Watching curiously as the dragon starts moving again, Wash's eyes follow the markings he makes. When the doodle then catches fire, he can't help but give a start. That's definitely not something he'd anticipated, and it leaves him staring. Or, more accurately, gaping at the doodle until it goes out a second later.]

...Whoa.

[Stunned into speechlessness, admittedly still new to magic and the like, it takes him a minute to find his tongue.]

Okay, that's cool. The coolest thing I've seen around here, hands down. [Because dragon. Dragon drawing magic symbols. Oh man, he just wishes York was here to see this, too.]

[Toothless looks exceptionally pleased with himself. Just so, so pleased. Because he kind of knows what "coolest" means and it seems to mean neat. (Confusing Viking slang, but he rolls with it.) He sticks out his chest a little and trills, proudly.

Anyone who draws the sigil can do it, but the Night Fury hasn't seen many people use this kind of magic yet.]

[That's not fair, dragons shouldn't be able to make noises like that, it's too cute. With two cats way, way back home, Wash has got a soft spot for cute, catlike things, and while it's pretty weird to be considering a dragon adorable, it's a thing that happens here. He can't help but chuckle as he looks so proud with himself.]

You know, I'd ask your name so I don't just have to refer to you as "that dragon that knows how to paint," but considering you can't talk... [Trailing off sort of awkwardly, his smile falters just a bit.] For what it's worth, my name's Wash. ...Though I don't really know what you can do with that.

[The dragon seems smart enough to understand human conversation though, so...who knows? Maybe he does keep track of names. Wash has no idea, but it seems rude to not introduce oneself. Even if it's to a dragon, apparently.]

[He seems alert enough as Wash introduces himself, and the part about his own name makes him aware that, finally, in this situation, he can make things clear. Toothless picks up a brush from where they've fallen haphazardly to the floor and dips it in paint, beginning to write sloppily on the wall.

T O O T H L E S S ]

Oh.

[He blinks as the dragon picks up a brush and looks to be going back to painting, and thinks for a moment that he's being ignored. At least until he notices that letters are being painted this time, that is. And that is pretty damn impressive. The painting itself is, but the fact that a dragon can write, even if it is just his name, is more so.]

Toothless, huh? That's you? [It has to be, but he likes to clarify.] ...Kind of a weird name, though. Don't you have teeth?

[It's his name, given by Hiccup. Just the fact that it was given by his Viking means that he accepts it, in the end. But several have remarked on their confusion, and so Toothless opens his mouth to display those teeth to Wash. Sharp and small, they promptly vanish into his pink gums.

Retractable teeth.]

[Well, that's not something you see every day. Actually, retractable teeth aren't something he's ever even heard of before. Weird.]

Ohh. That...actually makes a lot more sense. [Don't mind him, still staring at the gums like he can't really believe what he's seeing. Why it's harder for him to grasp than a dragon painting on the walls, he'll never know.] You're pretty unique, aren't you?

[His teeth pop up again, eyes closing, and he trills quietly in the back of his throat, head tilting to the side. Toothless isn't entirely sure what unique means. But he surmises that it means very different, and so he shakes his head. There are many Night Furies, where he's from, though his kind isn't the most numerous of dragons.]

[The disagreement is pretty surprising, in all honesty. Surprising enough to draw Wash's attention away from the retractable teeth and raise his eyebrows in question.]

You're not? [Seems pretty unique to him. Then again, he's not from a place where dragons are plentiful, or hell, even real. But maybe that's not the case where Toothless is from?] What, there are other dragons that can paint and interact with people and have teeth like that where you're from?

[Now that sounds like something to see.]

[Toothless, thinking of Berk, trills again in confirmation. He remembers his fellow dragons coating the roofs and interacting at large with the Vikings there, before he was so rudely taken here. Surely one or two would learn more artistic arts, like himself, especially if any Night Furies showed up.]

Really?

[Assuming the noise was essentially a "yes," Wash sounds a little skeptical. It's pretty hard to believe there are other dragons that are so talented, but then, he doesn't know anything about where Toothless is from. Keeping this in mind, he resigns a little.]

Wow, that sounds pretty crazy. Must be an interesting place.

[He nods emphatically. It's his favorite place, if he had to pick one.

Though he's grown used to and fond of Wonderland, when it isn't killing him, Berk and its surrounding islands are his home.]

[The eagerness in the nod earns another bit of a laugh.]

Guess you must miss it as much as the rest of us miss our homes too, huh? [It's really more of a rhetorical question, it pretty much goes without saying. It's just kind of a weird thought for an animal to miss it's home world. But then, the fact that there's a dragon here with this level of intelligence is pretty weird, too.] I'm sure you'll get back eventually. We'll probably all get back eventually. ...I think.

[Pursing his lips now that he's heading in a pretty depressing direction in terms of conversation, Wash stops himself there and...goes back to examining the painting. The bright colours should encourage optimism, right?]

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