Disclaimer: I don't own How To Train Your Dragon, and knowing my luck, I probably never will. All rights go to the author of the books, Cressida Cowell and the company that made the much-loved films and series, Dreamworks. This fanfiction has a modern AU.

The studio was in a previously unknown state of chaos. Equipment had been toppled, papers were left lying around, and the employees were hiding in the break room. And it was all Toothless' fault.

"How do we get him to stop?" a terrified intern asked. "At this rate, there won't be a studio for us to work in!"

"Can't we just lure him away with some fresh cod?" a second intern grumbled. "He loves cod!"

"He found where we kept our supply and ate it all in one go," the director told them. "Luckily for us, I got a certain contact in case of an emergency situation like this one. It came the same day as he did."

"And who does it call?" a video editor queried.

"You'll see," the director told him.

Twenty minutes later, there was a knock at the door. The director hurried to answer it, opening the door and breathing a huge sigh of relief when they saw who was there. The team looked to each other and grinned. Of course the director would have thought to call the only person in the whole world who could possibly deal with Toothless . . . Hiccup.

"So, why did you call me?" Hiccup asked.

"Take a look," the director mumbled, stepping back to reveal the chaos caused by one Night Fury. Hiccup clapped a hand to his mouth as he surveyed the damage. Then he strode over to Toothless, who didn't know that Hiccup was here.

"Toothless, what have you done to the place?" Hiccup scolded. Toothless first wanted to hug Hiccup because it had been so long since they were last together (actually, it had only been a few hours, but Toothless had honestly thought it had been an entire millennia) but after seeing the absolutely livid look on his face, he decided to stay put. "It looks like you ripped the place apart! This isn't even your stuff, either! It belongs to the poor actor people you've been messing with!" Then Hiccup smiled. "Never mind. I know exactly how to deal with you." The dragon rider left the way he came in, returning moments later with a backpack stuffed to the gills with . . . something.

"I figured you were going to have dragon trouble sooner or later, so I brought over a few things that can keep him in line," Hiccup explained, fishing around in the bag for a long leash attached to a collar. Toothless screeched and backed away from the collar. "Yes, Toothless, I brought this with me. I heard you were being bad, so I took this. And they will be allowed to use it on you."

"Have you ever put it on him?" an intern giggled.

"No, he usually starts behaving once he sees it," Hiccup answered nonchalantly. "The pouting starts to kick in and he gets really moody, don't you, you big baby boo?"

"Baby boo?" the makeup artist cooed. "That's adorable!" Toothless let out a draconic moan of embarrassment and did his best to hide his face.

"Ah, I don't mind you calling him that, but don't do it too often or he'll get mad and lash out," Hiccup cautioned. "And I don't think this place is fireproof." Toothless turned away from Hiccup and faced the wall, pouting. "This is what I meant," Hiccup explained, before going over to Toothless to patch things up.

"What's going to happen now?" a makeup artist whispered.

"Hey, Toothless," Hiccup whispered, soothing the Night Fury. "You don't like the collar, do you?" Toothless growled and nudged Hiccup away from him. "You know, that's only if you've been bad. There are things for you if you're good. Here's one of your favourites." Smiling, Hiccup got a torch out of his bag. Toothless sniffed it, and that's when Hiccup turned on the torch and trained it on the floor. Toothless immediately set about trying to catch the mysterious ball of bright light darting around the studio. It darted around the studio, before suddenly staying still. Toothless took the opportunity to pounce on it, but then it disappeared into thin air. Toothless checked under his claws for it, but it wasn't there! Hiccup whistled innocently as he hid the torch behind his back.

"Cat-like qualities," the director noted. "Interesting."

"And here's another toy you like," Hiccup smiled, bringing out a folding pole with several long feathers and bells attached to it. He stood up and raised the end of the pole far above Toothless' head, which is impressive, since Toothless is about 26' tall on his back legs. Toothless tried batting at the colourful feathers with his front paws, eyes widening as he heard the jangling sounds the bells made. Hiccup giggled at his dorky dragon.

"Watching you play with the dragon is all well and good, but how do we get him to behave?" someone asked. Hiccup grinned.

"I guess I should show you how intelligent dragons can be," Hiccup explained, putting the pole away. "Toothless, look at me. You caused all this mess, you know that?" Toothless nodded. "And you're gonna help clean up the mess. They will not do it all by themselves. And because you've been messing with them so much, I have to make it easier for them to deal with you. So I'm leaving the collar and leash with them, so if you act up, they can use it on you to teach you a lesson." Toothless shrieked, but Hiccup stood his ground. "My decision is final, Toothless. You brought this on yourself." The Night Fury whimpered, widening his eyes in the signature 'lost puppy' look that had the inexperienced interns cooing about how adorable he looked. "I know that look, bud. I'm not changing my mind." Sighing, the dragon sat up straight and faced Hiccup.

"We should have called him way earlier," a cleaner commented. "This guy knows his stuff."

"Now, the toys are going to be here with you, too, for when you're being good and deserve a reward, but you can only have them if the director says you can," Hiccup explained. "Speaking of the director, I will be receiving reports on you every day you are here. I don't want any more calls like this, you hear me? Toothless, I thought you knew better than this." Toothless nodded sadly, not daring to look Hiccup in the eye. Hiccup knew just which heartstrings to tug to get remorse out of him. "Good. Now go help them clean up!" Eagerly, Toothless bounded over and tried to sweep up bits of debris with his tail. Hiccup quietly took his leave.

"Is that the same dragon?" the video editor asked. "Doesn't look like it."

"Good thing that's over," a cleaner sighed. The director hurried over to a window, where they could see Hiccup walking away a happy man.

I couldn't help writing this, honestly! I saw the trailer with Toothless and Kit Harrington, and I wanted to write about them, but I can't have a real person as a character. ;-(. So I substituted Kit Harrington for Hiccup Haddock! FT543 signing out!