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Ocelot

The house was relatively dark except for the fire burning at the center of the main room where Berk's most senior dragon riders sat listening to the screams and cries of one of their own. Toothless' gaze was fixated upon the shadows at the top of the stairs where the door to his human's bedroom remained closed. He, his mate, his mother, and the elder had disappeared into the room nearly three hours ago and had yet to come out even once.

It was late. Very late. The moon shone brightly outside with only a few clouds drifting across the surface of the inky-black canvas. The dragon riders were struggling to keep their eyes open, and yet they couldn't seem to sit still. The noises from the upper room making them all fidget uncomfortably.

A tiny squeak of distress made Toothless' attention snap down to the two little bundles curled up by his side, protected by his wing and tail. Four bright green eyes identical to his own stared back at him, wide and scared. Toothless crooned softly and nuzzled the Night Fury cubs comfortingly. The two little ones, Castor and Pollux, immediately crawled their way into their father's front paws - far too awake now to go back to sleep - and began to wrestle and play as Toothless watched over them fondly.

Toothless' mate, Feather, had died from a terrible sickness early in the winter. Just days after their eggs had finally hatched. Toothless knew she had never been very strong - she had been a runt as a hatchling - but Night Furies mated for life, and he had chosen her...

A particularly loud scream from the upper bedroom drew a whimper from the cubs and Toothless drew his sons closer to him, glancing worriedly up at the stairs with a soft warble.

Astrid's scream was so loud Hiccup thought his ear was actually ringing, but at the moment he didn't really care. His sweaty, screaming wife that was gripping his hand so tightly the bones were cracking was in pain and he couldn't do anything else to help, so he let her crush his fingers and he let her scream in his ear because it was all he could offer.

Gothi and his mother, Valka, were at the foot of the bed. "You're doing well, just breathe." Valka instructed calmly and Astrid nodded, taking a deep breath. "Now lets have another, ready?" Another nod. "Push!"

Astrid screamed again, and Hiccup wished there was more he could do but he didn't know anything of this particular... Event? Astrid's breathing turned quick and shallow as she tried hard to work through the pain. How much longer was it going to take? He didn't like seeing her in this much pain.

"Good. I can see the head." Valka told them and Hiccup's eyes widened as Astrid smiled weakly through all the panting. "Take a few breaths and we'll go again. Hiccup." Valka looked at her son expectantly and was given a horrified look.

"What?" Hiccup managed to ask in the midst of his confusion and worry.

"You do want to be the first to hold your child, don't you?" Valka asked gently and Hiccup smiled as Astrid nodded and let go of his hand. He was extremely happy and relieved to have his mother and Gothi there to show him what to do as Astrid struggled through several more pushes but then the baby's shrieking crying filled the room and nothing else mattered except for his wife and his first born child in his arms. "That's it! You've done it!" Valka exclaimed, congratulating Astrid as Hiccup gathered up the little one and the blanket Gothi handed him in his arms.

After she managed to catch her breath Astrid lifted her head off the pillows and looked at him. "Oh, let me see!" She said, her voice hoarse from screaming and her cheeks red and tear-stained. Hiccup immediately walked over and sat on the bed beside her as she sat up properly. He just couldn't stop smiling. Hiccup held the little babe in one arm and wrapped the other around Astrid as she leaned against him gently stroking the baby's cheek with trembling fingers.

"She's our new baby girl." Hiccup whispered to her as Valka and Gothi pretended to be busy cleaning on the other side of the room. Astrid laughed a little, her eyes shining brightly.

"She's perfect." She whispered, taking the baby into her own arms as Hiccup wrapped his around both of them and watched in amazement as the baby wrapped her tiny little fingers around Astrid's index finger.

A creak from the door lifted their attention from the sleeping little one and the two three-week-old Night Fury cubs curiously peered into the room from behind their father's front legs. Astrid and Hiccup chuckled at their shy antics and Toothless crooned questioningly, his eyes on the bundle.

"Hey, bud." Hiccup smiled, reaching out to pet his dragon's head as he padded over to sit next to their bed. "Ready to meet the new addition to the family, huh?"

Toothless sniffed the bundle in Astrid's arms and cooed happily at the tiny human-hatchling. The twins stared up at the three humans, curious as ever, but they didn't jump or nip at the blanket which surprised Gothi as she ambled over. She and Valka checked over the baby and Astrid one last time and then allowed the family some privacy as they went down the stairs to announce the safe arrival of the baby girl. Astrid outright laughed when she heard Snotlout and Tuffnut groaning and Hiccup rolled his eyes.

"How much do you think they bet on her being a boy?" Astrid wanted to know as they quietly watched their little baby sleep.

"I don't know, but once they see how beautiful she is it won't matter anymore." Hiccup smiled widely at their little girl as Toothless made himself comfortable on the floor and started to will his own little ones to sleep. He only did so lightly, though, because he was constantly glancing at his human's first hatchling.

"Have you thought of any names?" Astrid asked him in a whisper, finally tearing her gaze away from the baby to look up at her husbands big green eyes.

"Well... There is one." Hiccup blushed lightly and fidgeted just slightly. Astrid looked eager to hear it which made him smile. Viking tradition dictated that the father chose the names of the children, but Astrid knew Hiccup wouldn't use a name she didn't like. "Ocelot." Astrid blinked twice and tilted her just a bit as she thought it over. It certainly wasn't a name she had ever heard before, but it did have a nice ring to it... "I figured we could call her 'Lottie' for short."

"Ocelot Haddock. I like it." Astrid smiled down at the precious little bundle she was holding. "How on earth did you come up with it?"

"Oh, well... I read about them in a book from trader Johann back when I was about nine or ten. They're small cats, but they're fierce and graceful... I guess I just always liked the idea of using it as a name..." Hiccup shrugged.

"Well, I think it's perfect." Astrid grinned and yawned as she leaned against him. Hiccup kissed the crown of her head. "I can't wait for the naming ceremony."

"You did beautifully tonight. You should rest." Hiccup told her.

"But the baby just got here." She argued and Hiccup chuckled, laying his tired wife down on the furs as she cuddled their newborn to her chest. He pulled a spare fur from off a nearby chair and laid it over them before crawling into bed to join them.

"Sleep. You're both tired, and you're going to need your rest." Hiccup whispered in her ear, pulling her closer with his arms draped around her and baby Ocelot protectively.

In the morning they would announce to the tribe that an heir had been born. In the morning they would begin preparations for the naming ceremony and the following celebration. In the morning they would take compliments and congratulations and accept gifts and be social. But for tonight it was only them. His beautiful wife and his precious Ocelot. His world.

As Astrid's breathing evened out and slowed, Hiccup looked over her head and met Toothless' eyes. His dragon was curled up on the floor with his own babies, watching his human and his family protectively. Hiccup smiled at Toothless and the dragon gave a familiar purr that helped the great Dragon Master fall into a peaceful sleep with his wife and daughter in his arms and his best friend keeping watch.

His family.

AN: So what did you think? Depending on how much attention this short gets I might add one or two more like the naming ceremony and other Ocelot-related adventures. Ocelot, Castor and Pollux are of my own design. Castor and Pollux were named after twin stars, and I'm considering writing their origin story - which would consist only of how Toothless and Feather, another OC, met. Let me know if you're interested! R&REVIEW! -Owl.