What next?
Hiccup sneaks out front with Mirabel in disguise.
Dressed in his usual garb -- a practically made leather-suit lined with pockets -- Hiccup walked out the front door, trying to be as casual as he can without displaying his walk of shame to the rest of the gods, Einherjar and living souls going about their business.
Hidden within the creases of his coat was a tiny insect. It was a tiny butterfly, its brilliant, golden-wings poking out just slightly.
All gods had the potential to shape-shift into various aspects, so Mirabel took on her mariposa aspect. She could have flown out by herself, but her butterfly wings tended to glow in the sunlight and leave a trail of sparkles, and Mirabel was trying not to attract attention.
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