Hey there! This is a new fanfic series of little one-shots I randomly came up with. This one is pure fiction. I won't pay too much attention to the possibility of it happening and it won't be in chronological order. I also don't know if I can update regularly and it might take long before I update the story because I am in my exam year and the amount of work is crazy.

Summary: What if Dagur and Hiccup were friends when they were kids? This is a series of little one-shots in which Dagur and Hiccup have their own little adventures before Dagur became deranged.

Rating: K+ (Because I don't know if I will use a bit of blood or not)

It was early morning and a ship with the berserker flag could be seen sailing in the direction of Berk. Stoick the Vast, chief of Berk, and his eight-year-old son were standing on the docks, watching the ship approach.

Hiccup was very excited. The son of the Berserker Chief, Dagur, had been his friend ever since he was born. Dagur was two years older than him and could be very loud and crazy at times but at least he wasn't scared to do some exploring and have fun. Hiccup had tried becoming friends with the kids from Berk but none of them worked out.eh

Snotlout absolutely hated him and took every chance he got to embarrass him. The Thorston twins had the strange talent of getting Hiccup closer to his death than even Hiccup himself, Astrid never had time to do something fun because she was always training and Fishlegs cowered out of everything that Hiccup saw as fun.

The Berserker ship finally docked in front of Hiccup and Stoick. First, the Berserker chief stepped onto the docks. Oswald the Agreeable was a bulky man but not as bulky as Stoick. He had Raven black hair, a big beard and emerald green eyes.

"Stoick, old friend! Good to see you!" He said. The two men shook hands like they were childhood friends, ignoring the fact that Oswald had attacked Berk before Hiccup was born.

"Hiccup," Oswald suddenly noticed Hiccup standing next to his father and turned to him, "How is life treating you boy?" He shook Hiccup's hand.

"The usual," said Hiccup dryly, "Like I kicked its pet yak"

Before Oswald could reply Hiccup got pulled into a bone-crushing hug by Dagur. "Brother!" he squealed happily with his high pitched voice. Dagur was a head taller than Hiccup. He had flaming red hair and the same emerald green eyes as his father. He wasn't bulky but you could obviously see he was strong, despite him being rather slender.

"Dagur, I'm sorry to say this but I need oxygen to live." Hiccup said breathlessly. Dagur let go of him and Hiccup gratefully sucked in big gulps of air.

"So, I see you haven't grown much," Dagur said with a smirk.

Hiccup rolled his eyes. "I know, sadly I can't decide when I grow."

Dagur looked towards his father who was still talking with Stoick. "How about we sneak off and go do something less boring?"

"Great idea." Hiccup said, leading Dagur to the forest.

The forest was always quiet. That was what Hiccup liked about it. Not many people came to the forest and Hiccup knew every little hiding spot. He kind of considered it his domain. Hiccup and Dagur would go to the forest every time just to hang out and talk.

"What kind of stuff do you do for fun around here?" asked Dagur as they walked through the forest.

Hiccup shrugged. "Oh, I just work at the forge and when I'm done I draw."

Dagur furrowed his brow in confusion. "That sounds boring. You haven't talked to the other kids yet?"

Hiccup looked at Dagur and rolled his eyes. "It's not like I don't talk to them, they just don't like to talk to me. Snotlout would rather kick me to the edge of the world than talk to me."

Dagur sighed. "That guy is a jerk. Why don't you just stand up to him?"

Hiccup laughed humorlessly. "Snotlout is twice as big and twice as strong as me."

"You should just talk to him right now. And if he gets mean you punch him the way he punches you."

"No way" However, it seemed like Dagur didn't hear him. The way he smirked immediately made Hiccup fear for his life. It was his thinking face.

Suddenly Dagur picked Hiccup up like he weighed nothing and flung him over his shoulder. Hiccup realized to his horror he was carrying him to the village.

"Dagur no! Let me go!" Hiccup squealed and he tried to kick himself free. Dagur showed no sign of struggle and just laughed.

"You're so light. Do you ever eat?"

An hour later they were both sitting in the grass near the edge of the forest. Hiccup was pressing an ice block to his black eye, hissing slightly.

"Sorry for making you talk to that Snothat. He really can throw a good punch for an eight-year-old." Said Dagur.

Hiccup shrugged. "Ah don't worry about it. I'm the living embodiment of 'it could be worse'. Besides, you made up for it by punching him back." He laughed at the memory of it.

"Any idea how to explain your black eye to your dad though?"

Hiccup smiled. "Don't know. How about we just go explore the forest for the rest of the day?"

"Oh, want to see what kind of trouble we can get into?" said Dagur with his thinking face.

Hiccup's face fell. "Oh god, we're going to die, aren't we?"

"It's early afternoon, I know how to restrain myself." Said Dagur as he walked through the forest, Hiccup in tow.

"You absolutely do not"

Yay, first story. Hope you liked it. If you have any suggestions for other adventures you want to see Dagur and Hiccup get into, please tell me. And send a review if you liked it!