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Hiccup lost all sense of what was happening. He doubled over, grabbing for the nearest sturdy object. That happened to be Toothless.
“Hiccup? Hiccup, what’s going on?!” That voice belonged to Fishlegs. Maybe.
Hiccup had been feeling sick since he got out of bed that day, and of course hadn’t told anyone about it. Now, he wasn’t quite sure what was happening. His limbs felt too heavy to move, but numb and nonexistent at the same time. He was wading through dizziness.
Toothless tried to catch Hiccup with a wing, but couldn’t do anything to stop his fall. He collapsed to the floor in a dead faint.