#so they just apply segregation and the dragons should Go Back Where They Came From and the humans stay on their new big rock

[sallykie]

I've decided. I don't like the HTTYD movie sequels' xenophobia era. I don't think the themes should have gone that way.

[sapphic-yearning-lesbian]

*Breaking* Tradition  (RATLD-October Prompt)

An AU where Namaari didn't try to steal the dragon gem.

Timeline: Twelve year old sapphics 

Warnings: none

I will upload it to A03 eventually.

"I don't understand." 

"Ohhh Raya, why the curiosity," Benga asked, raising an eyebrow. Namaari had wandered off with Virana, so Raya used that moment to approach her father.

"Ma once said when I find the right person, I have to gift them what is most valuable to me. If they accept it, then I get to live happily ever after with them. Meaning Namaari and I will be best friend's forever!" Raya yelped as she brought her hands up to her hair, removing her hair cuff.

"Raya..." Benja whispered as he didn't know how to tell his daughter that this tradition going down for several generations doesn't apply to those of the same sex. "Maybe not right now!" He managed to say.

Raya nodded before tilting her head to the right, grinning up at her Ba.

"So I'll get my happily ever after with Namaari?" She squealed.

Benja couldn't help but smile,"I hope so, Dewdrop." 

Benja meant this sentiment, hoping that as Raya grew, the people of Heart would learn to accept a new adaptation to their ancient traditions. As who was he to tell Raya who to love! Or who she could be best friends with!

He couldn't help but chuckle as he ruffled his daughter's hair, completely undoing its neatness. "BA!" 

Raya pouted as her Ba slowly ran his hands through her hair, trying to fix it. 

No matter how many times he brushed his fingers through Raya's hair, it wasn't as tamed as before, but he tried his best to settle it. No sooner had he finished had Raya handed him the hair cuff, which he happily placed back on her head.

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"YOU DID WHAT?" Virana whisper-yelled at Namaari, who was smiling up at her.

"I gave her my Sisu necklace." 

"Namaari...You just broke tradition," Virana exhaled, running both her hands through her hair. This is her nervous tick; not many people have seen her do it. 

"It's okay! My child will still receive it," Namaari stated. 

Before gifting the necklace to Raya, Namaari knew she would eventually need it back to pass it down to her heir. This is an ancient tradition in Fang! And she wasn't about to break it; however, she's adapted to her convenience.

"You can't hand down a family heirloom if it's not in your possession," Virana said, pinching the bridge of her nose, frustration her prominent emotion.

"Raya is my friend right now, but eventually, she will be my wife," Namaari said with a smile, Virana's eyes widening as a small smile formed on her lips. "Raya could easily hand it down to our heir."

Viana nodded as she didn't have the energy to argue with the sapphic her child was becoming. "Did you tell her that by accepting a gift worth so much of value, you two are now engaged?"

"No...But--" 

"NAMAARI" Raya screamed from across the hall, running towards Namaari, her Ba close behind.

As Raya reached Namaari, she pulled the hair cuff off her hair once again before grabbing Namaari's hands placing the cuff on the palm of her hand.

Benja stood a few steps behind, smiling. He caved after a few minutes; he couldn't say no to his daughter. The tradition is important to him, but his daughter is even more so; he'll handle the repercussions when they arise. For now, he'll enjoy the loud giggles and smiles from the girls.

Virana made her way towards Benja. Their eyes connecting as they both slightly bowed their heads towards the other, both of them being fully aware of the traditions they had just allowed to be broken. Even so, broad smiles appeared on their faces as they realized that the segregations of the lands would soon demise if their daughter’s got together, making the breaking of their ancient  traditions less critical. 

Benja exhaled as he was consumed by a sense of relief, "Time to make some new traditions."

Virana nodded, "I agree, but I believe we should leave that to our daughters." Her eyes went back to the girls who were now sitting against a pillar, holding hands while making each other laugh. "They'll make sure of that."

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I owe credit to someone for inspiring this; however, I have no idea who they are. I've scoured my archive and my likes but to avail. If you know who originally came up with this concept, please comment their @ below :)