Author's Note: Sorry it's been a while since I added to this, but I wrote this as a Christmas present to you all. Happy Holidays everyone!

Snoggletog

It was Snoggletog. Somehow Hiccup vaguely recalled this detail as he groggily blinked his eyes. However, it was swiftly tossed aside as his mind demanded more sleep and had him curl an arm around Astrid.

"Happy Snoggletog," Astrid said as she snuggled into Hiccup's arm. "Should we get up?"

"No, sleep first," Hiccup said as he buried his face into her hair. It was one of the few mornings Hiccup didn't have to get up for chiefing duties, and he was going to enjoy every moment of it. It would have been a perfect plan, except he forgot some smaller members of their family had other ideas.

Toothless snorted as fast paced feet approached their room. Hiccup did his best to ignore, but found he had no choice as two bodies jumped into their bed.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Thora cried as she jumped up and down. "Time to get up!"

"Yeah, it's Snoggletog morning!" Rune said as he tugged on Hiccup's arm.

Hiccup refused to budge as he groggily cracked open an eye. "Kids," he said, trying his best to keep his voice calm. "What's the rule for Snoggletog?"

"That we're not allowed to wake you up until it's morning," Rune stated.

"Correct," Hiccup said as he heard Toothless yawn and then moved over to see what was going on. "So, Mom and I are-"

"But Asta said to tell you the sun was just starting to rise," Thora argued firmly.

"Yeah, so it is morning!" Rune added.

Hiccup sighed. Leaving it to his kids to find the loophole in his rule. "That is not what I meant," he grumbled.

He felt Astrid pat his arm as she slowly sat up. "Where are Stoick and Asta?" she asked.

"Went to get Grandma and Gobber," Rune said as he tugged on Hiccup's arm again. "Get up, Dad! You promised!"

Hiccup rolled to his back and stared blankly at his two children. "Toothless," he said, "sit on them until they go back to bed."

"DAD!" Thora and Rune cried together as Toothless looked on in confusion.

"Alright, alright," Astrid said as she climbed out of bed. "We're getting up. Go downstairs and wait for us."

Thora and Rune beamed as they bounced off the bed and made a dash out of the room. Hiccup gradually sat up and let his shoulders slump. "Remind me why we wanted children?"

Astrid snorted as she kissed his cheek. "Says the man who joked about going for number five."

"If I ever do that again, remind me of this moment," Hiccup said with a yawn as he forced himself to climb out of bed.

Astrid could only laugh as she wrapped an arm around his neck and kissed his cheek.

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Eventually, Hiccup was able to shake off the grogginess, and made it downstairs to see his children go through their gifts. He patted Toothless's head as he watched Asta gleefully hold up the spyglass Hiccup had made for her.

"Cool!" Asta exclaimed as she looked through it. "Stoick, what did you get?"

"A knife," Stoick said, gleefully. "I've been wanting one for ages."

"Still say you should have given him an axe," Gobber whispered before taking a swig of his drink. "When I was his age, I had three of them."

"We'll consider it for next year," Astrid replied as she brought in a tray of drinks. "Yaknog anyone?"

The men froze and Toothless swiftly covered his face with his tailfin to hide.

"Uh…," Hiccup said, "I think it's a bit early for yaknog, isn't?"

"Not there's ever a good time," Gobber muttered, darkly. "My stomach's still recovering from the last batch I tried."

Astrid placed a hand on her hip. "Guys, I promised it's good this time," she stated. "I changed the recipe."

"You did?" Hiccup replied as he actually raised his hand to pick up a mug.

"Yeah, Valka helped with it," Astrid replied.

Hiccup's hand dropped like a stone and he quickly looked over to his children. "Rune, what did you get?"

"You're too paranoid, Hiccup," Astrid replied as Gobber dared to take a mug and took a sip.

"No he's not," Gobber said as he placed back the mug on the tray. "I'm going to be feeling that later."

Hiccup pretended not to hear as Rune grinned at him. "A wooden dragon," Rune said gleefully as he held it up. "And I got ink!"

"Only you would get excited over that," Stoick said as he rolled his eyes.

"You just say that because you can't draw," Asta said as she stuck out her tongue.

"Guys," Hiccup warned as he shot his children a look. "No arguing on Snoggletog."

"We're not arguing," Asta said as Thora joyfully dug through her gifts. "We're debating."

"Then no debating," Hiccup said as he ruffled her hair. I swear, I wonder if this was how Dad felt for all those times I was snarky with him.

Toothless then raised his head as Valka entered and shut the door behind him.

"Sorry, I'm late," she said as she brushed the snow off her shoulders, "but I wanted to check on the new hatchlings in the stables." She gave a grin. "And it looks like Stormfly's eggs have all hatched."

"That's good to hear," Astrid said as she offered Valka a chair. "Some of her eggs were late hatching this year, I was getting a bit worried."

"Mom, can we go see Stormfly's babies?" Asta asked, hopefully. "I want one of Stormfly's babies to be my dragon."

"Need I remind you, Lass," Gobber said with a raised eyebrow. "You're suppose to get your dragon when you start at the dragon academy, and that's after you train a whole year."

"Stoick and I start in the spring, and we pick our dragons when they're a year old," Asta insisted with her hands on her hips. "I know I want a Deadly Nadder like Mom and by this time next year Stormfly's babies will be a year old. So, why can't I pick mine now?"

"She makes a fair argument," Astrid said with a proud smirk.

Hiccup gave a soft smile. He kept forgetting the twins would be officially starting their lessons at the academy once the winter ended. It would mean a lot to Astrid if she saw her own daughter train and ride one of her dragon hatchlings.

"All right, I'll consider it," Hiccup said, "but we'll go after breakfast. I'm certain Stormfly has her hands full right now."

"Awesome!" Asta cheered.

Hiccup cast a glance to Stoick expecting to hear protest he should be able to pick his dragon now too...except he was oddly quiet. The boy had a thoughtful frown as he fiddled with the handle of his dagger.

What's that about? Hiccup thought.

"Daddy, look what I got!" Thora exclaimed happily as she scrambled towards him and held up her gift.

Hiccup blinked, as he stared at the object. "A...hammer?" He stared unbelieving at the large hammer that had a bow tied around the handle, but then remembered Thora. She was staring at him with the biggest grin, and he didn't want to dare ruin her happy moment.

"Oh...ah, that's great, Sweetheart," Hiccup stammered, fighting the temptation to take the weapon away from the child. "But just be careful with it, okay?"

"Okay!" Thora replied before rushing off to join her siblings.

Hiccup kept his smile until Thora was far away enough and then dropped it before turning to his mentor. "Gobber, why did you decide to give the five year old a hammer?"

Gobber swung his mug and pretended to look insulted. "And why do you instantly assume it was me?"

"Because it has your name written all over it," Hiccup mumbled.

Gobber shrugged. "Alright, it was," he replied, and drank another mouthful of his mead. "But to be fair it was Astrid's idea."

Hiccup's jaw dropped as he turned to his wife who didn't look the least bit guilty.

"What? I got my first axe when I was five," she asked. "And with her name being 'Thora' I thought a hammer was fitting."

Hiccup groaned as he buried his face into his hands. "If she goes on a smashing everything she sees in a frenzy it's all your fault."

Valka gave him a sympathetic pat on the shoulder. "Well, Dear, it's a least better then when your father wanted to give you an axe when you were only a week old."

"Not helping, Mom."

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The rest of the morning went as expected. Once the children calmed down, and they ate a breakfast that was prepared by Hiccup, and not by Valka and Astrid, they went to the stables to visit Stormfly. The Nadder greeted them cheerfully and playfully tugged Astrid's braid.

"Happy Snoggletog to you too, Girl," Astrid greeted.

During this, Stormfly's hatchlings had decide to swarm over to the children, who laughed in response.

"They're so cute!" Rune replied as red baby Nadder tucked his head under his arm. "Asta, get this one!"

"No, no!" Thora giggled as she played with a purple one. "Get this one."

"Asta will pick whichever dragon feels right for her," Valka said as Stormcutter curiously glanced over her shoulder.

Hiccup nodded in agreement as he kneeled and wrapped his arm around Asta's shoulders. "Your grandma's right," he said. "The only one who can pick your dragon is you."

Asta chewed her bottom lip thoughtfully. "How do I know which is the right one?"

"You'll just know," Astrid said with an encouraging pat on the back. "Trust me on this."

Toothless nodded before growling at a couple of baby Nadder that tried to chew on his tail.

Asta nodded as she start to make her way through the hatchlings. She let each of them tug and pull at her boots and edge of her tunic. Hiccup watched carefully, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Stoick was tucked into the corner as he observed silently.

I wonder if he's feeling left out, Hiccup thought. If Asta is picking her dragon, he should be able to as well. I should talk to him about it later.

A sudden crash was heard causing all the humans and dragons to look up. A purple baby Nadder had attempted to climb onto Stormfly's back, but instead had now fallen into a feeding bucket. Asta approached as the baby dragon waddled with the bucket on it's head until it managed to shake it off. It's eyes meet Asta, and they stared at each other silently.

"Mommy," Thora asked, "what are they-"

Astrid shushed her, wrapped her arms around her. "Just give her a moment, Sweetheart."

Asta cautiously leaned raised her hand and held it about the baby dragon's head. "Hi, I'm Asta," she whispered. "Want to be friends?"

The Nadder sniffed it, and carefully studied the girl. The little Nadder then squawked before jumping into Asta's arms and knocked her over.

Valka laughed as Stormcutter seem to chuckle as well. "Baby dragons, they listen to no one."

"Much like human children," Gobber muttered as the Nadder rubbed it's face into Asta's chest. "You like that one?"

Asta laughed as she wrapped her arms around the Nadder. "Yeah, this one! She's smart I can tell! I'm going to call her Skysword!"

"You sure you wouldn't prefer Grump Junior?" he teased, but stepped back as Skysword tried to bite his hand. "Watch it! I only got one of these left!"

"Gobber, you should know better than to tease a dragon," Astrid chided. "And besides, 'Grump Junior' is a bad name for a Nadder."

Gobber rolled his eyes. "Oh, a bad idea, eh?" He smirked and pointed his hook at her. "And I suppose your ideas are always so grand-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know my yaknog needs work," Astrid replied.

"Oh, I'm not talking about the yaknog, Lass," Gobber replied with a cheeky grin. "I'm recalling our first Snoggletog with the dragons...and the eggs."

Astrid's face turned bright red as the children frown and exchanged confused looks. "Mom," Stoick asked. "What's Gobber talking about?"

"Oh, uh, nothing," Astrid said quickly, making Gobber laugh harder.

"Oh, you never told them of your idea for a new Snoggletog tradition of hiding dragon eggs for people to find in the morning," said Gobber.

Asta tilted her head. "Why is that a good idea?" she asked as Skysword started to chase her tail. "Dragon eggs explode."

"Exactly, Lass," Gobber said as he kneed. "So, imagine what must have happened after Astrid, Fishlegs, the twins and Snotlout planted the eggs all over Berk."

Rune scratched his head. "...A lot of burning?"

"Oh, immensely!"

"Mommy, did you really do that?" Thora asked, horrified.

"Seriously?" Stoic cried in shock. "And you always complain about our ideas?!"

Astrid sighed, rubbing her eyes. "We didn't know dragon eggs exploded at the time! How was I suppose to predict that?"

"With dragons," Hiccup teased, "you have to be prepared for the unexpected."

Asta had opened her mouth to ask, but Skysword tugged on her sleeve. "Ha ha! Cut that out, Girl!" She found a stick on the ground and tossed it. "Here! Fetch!"

Skysword wagged her tail as she went to chase after it, not expecting her brothers and sisters to do the same.

Rune laughed and grabbed Thora's hand. "Uh, oh, they're going to need more sticks! Come on, Thora!"

Rune and Thora giggled as they joined Asta and started the epic game of fetch.

Hiccup laughed and patted Toothless as he glanced over his shoulder to outside. It was starting to snow again. It was a good time to visit his father before everyone gathered at the Great Hall for the party. Toothless must have sensed his thinking as he gently poked Hiccup's ribs and gave a comforting growl.

Hiccup smiled and kissed Astrid on the cheek. "Be back in a bit," he whispered. "I just need to visit-"

"I know," she replied softly as she squeezed his hand like she did every year. "Take your time, Babe."

He squeezed the hand back as he took one more look at his children before slipping outside with Toothless. With each Berk family doing their private family celebrations inside their huts, the village was oddly quiet for once. It wouldn't last long once everyone migrated towards the Great Hall.

And hopefully, Hiccup could keep the twins and Snotlout from getting too drunk this year. They really didn't need a repeat of their 'can it be lit on fire' game. They had barely finished the repairs from last year.

The snowflakes tickled his nose as he approached the base of his father's statue. Hiccup gazed up as Toothless wrapped his tail around him for comfort.

"Happy Snoggletog, Dad," Hiccup whispered to the statue. It was always this time of year his missed his father the most. If he was here, Hiccup was certain he would be spoiling his kids rotten. All he could hope for was that his father was having his own celebration where ever he was.

Toothless gave a sad croon as he leaned into leg. "It wasn't your fault, Bud," Hiccup said. The Night Fury knew Hiccup didn't blame him, but every year Hiccup reassured him all the same.

Footsteps could be heard crunching the cold snow behind them. Hiccup gave a half smile. "Hey, Mom," he started as he turned around. "Had a feeling you would show up-"

Hiccup trailed off as he saw it wasn't his mother, but his eldest son. Toothless raised and tilted his head in surprise. Hiccup was momentarily baffled, but quickly recollected his thoughts.

"Oh, uh, hey, Son," he said as he stepped forward. "Decided you needed some fresh air?"

Stoick was silent as he looked up at the statue of his grandfather. "You miss Grandpa a lot, don't you, Dad."

Hiccup was slightly taken aback, however, he gave a half smile. "Yeah, I do, and I know he would have loved you kids."

Stoick looked up at the statue. "I wish I could have known him."

"Me too," Hiccup said as he Hiccup brushed the bangs out of Stoick's eyes. "But, you know, your grandfather once told me that when there are people you're missing around the holidays, the best thing you can do is to celebrate them."

"I guess that makes sense," Stoick said as he patted Toothless's nose. "Dad, can I talk to you about something?"

"You always can, Kiddo," Hiccup said as he wrapped an arm around him. "I'd wager something was on your mind."

"Well…" Stoick began, "like Asta said, we start the dragon academy in the spring. So, I've been thinking on what dragon I should get." He leaned into Hiccup's side. "And I think I like to have the same dragon Grandpa had."

"A Rumblehorn?" Hiccup said with a raised eyebrow. "That's fine, though they're a bit stubborn-"

"No," Stoick said as he shook his head. "I want a Thunderdrum. Grandpa had a Thunderdrum before Skullcrusher, right?"

Hiccup blinked, but then gave a slow nod. "Yeah, he did, but they're a bit hard of hearing. So, you do have to yell a lot."

"I know," Stoick said with a nod, "but they look cool, and I think it would be neat to have a Thunderdrum." He fiddled his fingers. "Can't explain it, but I thought it might let me to get to know him in a way...it probably doesn't make sense."

Hiccup gave a smile of pride. "Naw, it does," Hiccup said as he ruffled his hair. "Honestly, I think your grandma and Gobber will be tickled pink when they hear it."

"I figured," Stoick said, "but can we just keep it between us for now? But you can tell Mom if you want."

"It's our secret," Hiccup promised. "Just the two of us."

Toothless grunted.

"Sorry, just the three of us," Hiccup corrected as he rolled his eyes. "We don't dare leave out the Great Alpha, Toothless."

Toothless snorted like he was saying "You bet, you don't human!" causing both Hiccup and Stoick to laugh.

"Come on," Hiccup said as he gently nudged Stoick forward. "Let's get back to the stables so we can get ready for the party at the Great Hall."

"Okay, Dad," Stoick replied and stole another glance at the statue. "See you later, Grandpa."

Hiccup ruffled his son's hair, sensing that somewhere his father was watching and feeling quite pleased.