"What are you doing?"
As she walked towards him purposefully he didn't want to admit the confident sway of her body made him unnaturally nervous. "We're going to redo our introductions"
"Why?" he asked incredulously.
"Because we're starting over. So no bowing or anything."
Getting closer than anyone had dared to she stuck out her arm, hand open and welcoming from her natural light. The greeting she offered was one only witnessed on Earth; he'd shared it once with Hiccup, many eons ago and he couldn't recall the reasoning. But he did remember it held a personable comfort that wasn't present in any of the regulated greetings that'd been drilled into his mind.
So my friend is writing a collab-story with another friend, called Moonstroke, which the first chapter of can be found here: [link]
I'm actually happy with the way this one turned out!
So GO READ IT! IT IS AMAZING
see if you can spot the sailor moon cameo