Blame

"I should have told you before now; just...take this out on me, be mad at me, but please...just don't hurt Toothless!"

Toothless protected Hiccup when I didn't.

Rescued the Hiccup when I couldn't.

Toothless, his protector and friend.

"H-he was just protecting me! He's not dangerous!"

I don't think Hiccup would ever have forgiven me if Toothless had gotten hurt or worse died.

Toothless. His first friend.

The first to give Hiccup a chance.

The first to understand Hiccup.

The first to make him feel like he belonged.

The first to protect him and not be ashamed of him.

"For once in your life, would you please just listen to me?"

I didn't listen.

He pleaded. He begged me to hear his side.

It's my fault.

If I had listened, his leg might not have gone.

Gobber looks on sadly sometimes. He's been the better paternal figure in Hiccup's life. I them laughing at the blacksmith's. I could have been in there, with them, laughing. Instead of looking on from the outside.

I could...should of done a lot of things differently.

"You're not a Viking. You're not my son."

Why did I say that?

I had disowned him in a heartbeat.

I don't have an excuse. I was embarrassed. And angry.

The fault lands solely on my shoulders.

I heard and saw my village making jokes about Hiccup and his lack of Viking-like personality.

I never stopped it. I joined in sometimes.

What kind of father am I?

What kind of father mocks their own children.

Hiccup may have forgiven me, but I haven't forgiven myself.

I have no one to blame but myself.

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The scene where Stoick says 'You're not a Viking... You're not my son' then you see Hiccup's face. I mean shit. The impact of that particular scene. I have tears in my eyes every time I watch that scene. Writing this is basically my outlet and therapy for that scene.

If you liked this one-shot check out 'Karmic Irony' and 'Seeing Myself'. Those are the 2 other HTTYD one-shots I wrote.

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