Well this is my second time attempting to make a story but this will follow the movie before it deviates away from the plot after a few chapters.

I dont own HTTYD, so without further ado lets get on with the story.

Oh and side note I have a small legend for this so you can understand whats going on.

"Human Speak"

'Human Though'

"Human Yelling or Screaming"

::Dragon Speak::

::Dragon Screeching::

:Dragon Thought:

Remember humans can't understand what dragons say.

Hiccup was looking at his journal of a scribbled out map of Berk with many Xs on it. He looks up from his journal with his eyes closed, opens his eyelids and for a second he sighs. He marks another X on the journal before furiously scribbling on it, he puts his charcoal pencil in the nook of the journal and closes the small book. He then puts it in a pocket inside his vest jacket, kicking a rock as he aimlessly walks in the forest located at Raven Point.

"Oh this is stupid. The gods hate me. Some people lose a knife or a mug. Noo not me, I manage to lose an entire DRAGON!"

Out of frustration Hiccup slaps at a stray branch, but in retaliation it swings right back at him and strikes him right across the face with a small cry of pain resounding from the scrawny Viking. He looks at the branch with a glare, gently rubbing his left cheek until he looks up at the tree in surprise.

The tree was ripped in half as if something heavy and big smashed right into it. Hiccup looks down to see a trench following where the tree toppled over. With growing curiosity and hope he makes his way through the trench and as he was about to go over the other side, he suddenly gasps and crouches back down hoping he wasn't seen. Hiccup peeks over the edge before clumsily jumping over the edge and makes his way over to a large boulder to hide. The scrawny Viking pulls out his dagger, trying to calm his already racing heart. Steeling himself, he makes his way to the other side of the boulder to see in front of him was the Night Fury. The unholy offspring of lighting and death itself, but what was different about this was that the dragon was restrained in a pair of bolas and why, well lets take a flashback a few hours ago.

-Flashback-

It all started when Hiccup woke to the sounds of screaming and roaring outside, he makes his way to the door opening it just to close it back immediately to the sight of a monstrous nightmare spewing fire at him. Hiccup leaning on the door as he breathed out one word. "Dragons." Now you see most people would leave, not them. They're Vikings as they have stubbornness issues. After waiting for another minute Hiccup opens the door and runs out and into the battlefield filled with dragons and warrior Vikings. He was pushed and shoved around,ducking below a log and tripped from a small explosion in front of him. A random Viking jumps on top of him with a war cry before in a split second he smiles with a greeting. "Mornin." The man then runs off as Hiccup picks himself off the ground and running along. Seeing a Viking trying to pound a boulder looking dragons face in before flinging off the annoying attacker off itself. Hiccup ran only to receive questioning insults and telling him to get back inside.

Hiccup would have been scorched, ending his own life from a strafing dragon blowing fire across his path if it weren't for a big burly arm hoisting him back away from the roaring fire of death. The man pulls the small boy to his eye level screaming questionably to anyone, pointing to the boy. "What is he doing out-" seeing as no one would answer his question he pulls the boy to his face. "What are you doing out!? Get back inside." He lets go of Hiccup as the man shoves him forward quickly. The man in question is named Stoick the Vast, Chief of their tribe. It is believed when he was a baby he popped a Nadders head clean off its shoulders. Does Hiccup believe it? Stoick sees a retreating Nadder with a sheep in its claws. He picks up a wagon and effortlessly throws it at the Nadder, effectively hitting it, making it squawk in pain and surprise as it let go of the sheep. Yes, Yes he does.

Stoick turns his attention to a warrior viking. "What do we have." The man gives him info to the current raid. "Gronckles, Zipplebacks, Nadders, oh and Hoark saw a Monstrous Nightmare." Explosion resounds behind Stoick as hot pieces of wood flies above their heads. All the Vikings around except for Stoick, ducks below their shields as a piece of burning wood lands on Stoicks' right shoulder guard. "Any Night Furies?" Stoick questions the viking once more as he brushes off the annoying piece of fiery wood. "None so far." The viking said warily around his surroundings. "Good." Hiccup reaches to a blacksmith, entering inside and grabbing a smithing apron where a big Viking with a balding head and blond mustache, he is missing a right arm and a left leg replaced with a pair of tongs for his right arm and a peg leg. His Name is Gobber the Belch. "Ah so much ta join te party, id though you been carried off." He said in a lightening mood. "Aw me, Na they don't know what to do with all this." Hiccup said flexing is scrawny arms. "well they need toothpick don' they." Gobber said with a bit of sarcasm.

Ignoring it, Hiccup goes to the front stall window where Vikings drop off their dull or bent weapons and wait for new ones. Hiccup picks up the weapons and drops them on top of the coals of the bellows. He goes to a heating fan and puts all of his weight on top of it to fan air to heat up the coals. Hiccup is Gobbers apprentice since he was little... well littler. Suddenly a Nightmare sets off a house on fire with its sticky flames as a viking screams out fire. Hiccup goes to the window seeing a group of teens dousing the flames with water. There was The big chubby boy named Fishlegs, The squabbling fraternal twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut, The egostatic Snoutlout, and Astrid. At that time a random fireball explodes behind the group, giving them a heroic look. Hiccup looks on to the passing teens as he was about to join them before being grabbed by a pair of tongs from Gobber himself, dragged back inside of the shop as Hiccup groaned. "Aww come on let me out. I need to make my mark." Hiccup said in hopes Gobber would let him out. Gobber drops the boy gently giving him a look. "Oh youv' made plenty o marks, all in da wrong places." Gobber said poking Hiccup with his prosthetic hand in the chest to get his point across. Hiccup tries to convince him again. "Please just two minutes, ill kill a dragon and my life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date." Hiccup added.

Gobber starts pointing out with his fingers. "You can't lif an axe, you can' swing a sword, you can' even throw one o these." He finished picking up a pair of bolas before a random viking pokes himself through the window and snatches the bolas away from him. The viking then takes down a Gronckle by using the bolas to wrap it around said dragon, making it collapse on the ground in a heap. Hiccup immediately goes to the back of the smith shop where a strange circular wagon sits at. "Ok but this will throw it for me." Hiccup said as he pats the contraption. But fate had another idea, as the contraption suddenly opens and a giant looking crossbow pops open, throwing a pair of unopened bolas at Gobber as it narrowly misses him and hits an unlucky Viking outside the stall window in the head. Effectively knocking the poor Viking out. Gobber starts to point accusingly at the contraption. "Now see heer is what I'm talkin about." "Just a mild calibration issue-" Hiccup defended but was cut off from Gobber. "look Hiccup, if you wan to get out there to fight dragons you got to stop all...this." Gobber said gesturing to Hiccup with his hands. "You just gestured to all of me." Hiccup said a bit offended. "Yes tha's it stop being all o you."

Hiccup starts to wave a finger at Gobber. "Ohhhhh." Hiccup said in a mocking voice. "Ohhhhh yea." Gobber copied. "You are playing a dangerous game. Keeping all this raw Vikingness.. contained. There will be consiquences!" Hiccup threatened. "I'll take my chances, Sword. Sharpened. Now." Gobber said nonchantly as he tosses a dull sword to Hiccup. He makes his way to a sharpening stone, placing the sword on the spinning stone, making sparks fly from the sword. 'One day ill get out there.' Hiccup thought. ' A Nadder head will possibly get me at least noticed.' A group of Nadders start to heard a couple of sheep around. 'A Gronckle is tough, taking one of those down will definetly get me a girlfriend.' A few Gronckles fly off with a spit over a fire full of fish. 'A Zippleback two heads, twice the status.' The Zippleback spews gas inside a house before another head ignites the gas, blowing it up. "They found the sheep." A Viking said a group mans a catapult and fires at the group of Nadders, the giant rock hitting an unlucky Nadder square in the chest. Stoick was part of the crew as he notices flames licking up to where they were before a big red dragon covered in flames shows itself. 'And there's the Monstrous Nightmare, only the best Vikings go after those, they have this nasty habit to set themselves on fire.'

"RELOAD. Ill take care of this." Stoick ordered as he engaged the Nightmare. Bashing its head as he missed from being chomped in half by it. 'But the ultimate prize is the dragon no one that ever seen-' The nightmare stopped and retreated as a strange sound appears. 'we call it the-' "Night Fury!" A Viking yelled out. "Get Down!" another said as all the viking on the Island ducks below their shields. Stoick looking up as a now Ballistic screech is heard and before long a blue fireball is seen streaking and exploding square in the middle of the catapult tower, making the top half start to crumble. "JUMP!" Stoick ordered to his men as they all jumped off the crumbing tower from getting crushed by the heavy wood and stone. Hiccup pokes his head out the window to watch the spectacle unfold. 'This thing never steals food, never shows itself and-' Another ballistic screech is heard, and a second later another hot blue fireball flying its way to its destination. Hitting the bottom half perfectly in the middle as the remnants of the tower crumbled in a heap of broken stone and burning wood. 'Never misses. No one has ever killed a Night Fury, that's why I'm going to be the first.'

Hiccup sees Gobber replace his prosthetic tong with an axe, as the man stands at the entrance of the smithing shop looking at Hiccup. "Man the fort Hiccup they need me out there." Before he leaves he stops and turns around giving a stern look. "Stay. Put. There." Hiccup looks at Gobber innocently to Gobbers orders. "You know what I mean." Gobber finished with a war cry joining in the fray. Said boy waits for a minute before running to the back as he folds the ballista back in the wagon and closing the door, locking the small hinge. He runs out of the shop with his invention with vikings yelling to him to come back only for Hiccup to keep running and replying he would come back. Meanwhile as a group of Nadders corner a heard of sheep, out of nowhere Stoick come bounding for the Nadders net in hand. Throwing the net at the group of bird like dragons entrapuring them, one making a futile escape by spewing its magnesium fire just for Stoick to jump and forcibly clamp its mouth shut. "Brace yourself, the devils still have juice in them." Stoick shouted out.

Hiccup reaches to a cliff where a lone deserted catapult tower stands, slamming the handles on the ground as he opens and sets up his contraption named The Mauler. He loads a set of bolas in the barrel of the crossbow ballista and starts to search the sky. "Cmon, Give me something to shoot at Give me something to shoot at." Hiccup repeatedly muttered to himself. He waits as he hears a small dragonic cry. seeing some of the stars being obscured by something, he immediately knew what it was as he could hear the unmistakeable ballistic cry of a Night Fury. Looking down the sights he aims where the Night Fury would possibly strike at. The catapult tower. As a blue fireball is suddenly streaming downwards in the air, it hits dead center of the tower making it explode in a brilliance of crumbled stone, broken wood, and the roar of blue flames. Hiccup sees the silhouette of the Night Fury fly by from the light of the flames, Hiccup following the projection of the dragon before closing his eyes and blindly shooting his contraption.

The recoil sends him off his feet and on his butt painfully as the bolas fly in the air. Ignoring the pain he sits up only to hear something wrapping itself from something and a dragons cry, he sees the mass fly right to the direction of Ravens Point. It took a few seconds for him to realize what he had just done. "Did I hit it?" Hiccup whispered to himself. before jumping up in glee. "Oh I Hit It! Did anybody see that." Hiccup said in triumph, expecting to see a group of Vikings and his father clap to his accomplishment. But yet again it seemed fate wanted to have some fun, Hiccup hearing a crunch of wood behind him he sees a Monstrous Nightmare behind him. ::I did:: It said staring at the boy. Hiccup just deflates to seeing the big dragon. "Except for you." Hiccup said sarcastically as he sees the Nightmare prepare to lunge for him. Hiccup quick on his feet starts to run for his life screaming. Stoick is working at securing the trapped Nadders before hearing a scream. The man turns to see the misfit running with a Nightmare hot in pursuit.

Stoick sighs before turning to the men also securing the Nadders down. "Do not let them escape." Stoick orders as he runs to rescue the boy, a viking replying back to Stoick orders. Hiccup narrowly misses the gel like fire from the Nightmare with a startled cry. He run right behind a torch tower as more fire suddenly splatters behind the post from Hiccup as he cringes from the sudden heat. He looks to his right seeing if he lost the dragon unknown to him that the Nightmare was on his left about to chomp him in two. Before that could happen Stoick appears and punches the Nightmare square in the jaw, making the beast back up. Stoick takes an offensive position readjusting his helmet. The Nightmare tries to burn the Chief but what came out was a bit of flames not even landing halfway to the Viking. The Nightmares face scrunches up in slight fear to its predicament, Stoick smiles to himself as the tables were turned to his favor. "Your all out."

With an angered grunt he starts to punch the Nightmare in its face. The dragon knowing it lost retreated and flew away. Stoick composed himself as he turned to the post where the boy in distress hid. Oh and there one more thing you have to know. The wooden post unable to hold the heavy weight no longer due to the fire burning through the wood broke off as it topped over showing Hiccup standing there. The bowl broke off the post as it rolled down the bridge as Hiccup cringed from every startled cry heard below. Hiccup turned his attention to the now angry and embarrassed Chief. " Sorry... Dad." Hiccup said guiltily. The fiery bowl rolls down to where the group of Vikings were keeping secured the trapped Nadders, seeing the bowl come their way the Vikings ran, freeing the Nadders from the Net. The village now grouped up where the Chief and son stood watched as most of the Dragons left with half of their food supply. Hiccup just looks at his father. "Ok.. but I hit a Night Fury." Hiccup said. Stoick ruffly grabs Hiccup as he started to drag the boy home.

"But it's not like last few times dad. I actually really hit it. I had a very clear shot while you guys were busy. It just landed somewhere by Ravens Point." Hiccup just continued hoping his father listened. "Lets get a search party before it-" He was interrupted by Stoick letting him go and yelling at him. "Stop!" Stoick tries to calm down before speaking again. "Just stop. Every time you step outside disaster fall, can you not see I have bigger problems. Winter is almost here and I have an entire village to feed." Hiccup tries to lighten the mood. "well between you and me the village needs a little less feeding don't you think." A few Vikings places their hands on their stomachs offended. "This is not a joke Hiccup. Why can't you follow the simplest orders." "I just can't help myself, I see a Dragon and I just have to just.. kill it. you know that's who I am dad." Hiccup tried to defend himself. Stoick just sighs placing his giant hand on his forehead. "You are many things Hiccup, but a Dragon killer is not one of them." Gobber comes up behind the boy knowing what was to come next as Stoick turned to his friend. "Bring him back to the house, and make sure he stays there."

Gobber lightly slaps Hiccup upside the head with his good hand as they both walked on. He sees the group of teens watching the scene that occurred earlier. Some laughing at Hiccup, Fishlegs staying silent but Astrid only ignoring everyone as she sharpened her favorite axe. "Quite the performance there. It helped." Snotlout mocked. "Thank you thank you I was trying." Hiccup defended. Gobber roughly shoved Snotlout to the ground by grabbing onto his head, hearing the twins snicker Snotlout stands up laughing like nothing happened. Hiccup and Gobber are seen walking up a path to a house on the highest part of the village. "I really did hit one." Hiccup tried to convince Gobber to his latest but ignored achievement. "Sure you did." "He never listens." "It runs in da family." Gobber pointed out. "And when he does he has this disappointed scowl like someone skimped the meat on his sandwich." Hiccup tries to imitate his father in a mock voice.

"Excuse me barmaid, I think you brought me the wrong offspring. I ordered a boy with large beefy arms, extra guts and glory on the side. This here this is a talking fish bone." "Now you'r getting this all wrong." Gobber interrupted. "It's not on da outside he likes. Its inside ya that he can' stand." Gobber reasoned. "Thank you for summing that up." Hiccup said sarcastically. " Look da poin is stop tryin to be something your' not." "I just want to be one of you guys." Hiccup exasperated as he entered in his home and closed the door. Gobber just shook his head and walked off, unknowingly Hiccup exiting his home from the back door and running off into the woods to search for his prize.

-End Flashback-

Hiccup stared at the black legend before him tied up in the bolas as Hiccup walked to the dragon first in caution then thinking it was dead he walked faster to it in excitement. "I-I did it... oh I actually did it. Oh this fixes everything, YES." Hiccup places his foot on the dragons left forepaw in triumph. "I have brought down this mighty beast." But suddenly its forepaw moved, easily shoving Hiccup back as it made a pained grunt. Hiccup stumbled back with his back against the boulder with his dagger in hand pointing at the dragon in fear, realizing it was still alive. Hiccup inches closer to the Night Fury easing a bit knowing it won't be able to escape the bindings. He sees the dragon wide awake with its jade green eyes staring at him. Hiccup looks at the dragons hypnotic stare before looking back to its chest and mustering up all of his courage as he holds the dagger pointing downwards to its chest.

"I'm-I'm going to kill you dragon... I'm gonna cut out your heart and bring it to my father." He muttered. "I'm a viking..." he said more to himself rather than the dragon, but looks back at the dragons eyes and yells at it with as much hate as he could. "I'M A VIKING." ::Are you?:: the dragon grunted in pain questioning the boy. He breaks his gaze from the dragons own as he prep to plunge his small weapon upon the dragons heart. ::Ok you are!:: Hiccup looked back to see its eyes one more time and froze there. He could see it there clearly, the fear it had in its eyes. The fear of death and pleading him for its life, not even trying to fight back as it saw it was going to die. Hiccup pulled away from the gaze... from those almost intelligent emotional eyes. As he closed his own, mustering himself to strike it down with his dagger and end its life, hearing a defeated wail from the dragon itself resigning to its fate.

Hiccup tried to bring it down but gave up and placed his palms and the hilt of the dagger on his forehead. He opens his eyes to see the dragon breath heavily seemingly as if trying to enjoy its last breaths of life before it's taken away by death. Hiccup looks down at the packed dirt and grass in guilt. "I did this." as he started to walk away he stopped, looking down at his dagger then back to the bound Night Fury. He looks back to the direction of his village one last time before looking back at the dragon again. "I'm probably going to regret this."

-Night Fury-

I waited for the impending doom to come over me. For the iron claw the fledgling human held ready to plunge down upon me and take my life away mercilessly. I could just see the smile of satisfaction on his face as he listens to my pained wails. As he cuts out my heart from my lifeless body. I waited and waited, but... it never came. Did he feel merciful and given me a quick painless death? If so then I never knew death can be this lonely, so... dark and secluded. But when I tried to move I can feel the searing pain that the vines had done to my bruised, beaten, and chaffed body and I can still feel myself bound down, and I realized I was still alive. I was grateful I was still alive but at the same time fearful to why. Did he change his mind and went back to get others as to cage me like the others to be used as a punching bag? Or did he leave me just so I could starve to death?

I do not know as I just rested myself, waiting what fate would give unto me. After a few seconds of silence that's when I heard a sound that would rack my mind with endless questions. The sound of an iron claw scraping against vine. I immediately snapped my eyes open and looked down where the fledgling is. :Why is he cutting the vines?: :Why is he freeing me?: And many other questions ran through my head. But I was happy that I would be finally free once more. As the last vine that bound me snapped. With reflexes that a dragon of my species have gifted for, I pounced and pinned down the fledgling on his back. My paw on his neck ready to snap it at any second.

I stared down at the human male with anger and hate. I was expecting the same from him, but surprised by a different reaction from him instead. But hid my surprise in myself, he was emanating fear and I can smell it clearly as a cloudless day. I thought of just ending the fledglings life here right now, but thought against it as he just spared my life. So in return I will do the same. Even though I'm a fledgling myself, our species are known to be merciful. But instead of letting him go, I think a punishment should be in place to this supposed 'Viking' of a fledgling. Something so horrible it would humiliate him for the rest of his life. Using my paw that held him down, I shredded the upper section of his second skin off. I know that this skin was not literally part of him as in my younger summers I've seen others of his kind use others animals skin to cover themselves. I then ripped off his lower section of the skin, as he now lays there naked.

I can see his expression clearly, thinking I was going to eat him instead of torch him or claw the male to death. I looked down to where his manhood would be and was just surprised to see it out limp and not inside a sheath. ::weird:: I mustered. But just put the thought of it at the back of my mind. I bent lower to his manhood and gently licked it. I can see his body shudder by the touch and hear him elicit a small moan. Seeing his expression change from fear to feeling flustered. He covered his male hood with his tiny paws, seeing this action I bared my fangs at him with a deep threatening growl. ::Don't even think about it!::

Seemingly like if he understood he begrudgingly removed his small paws away from his lower area, giving a satisfying snort I continued my ministrations, feeling his member erecting and feeling hard on my tongue. Hearing his small pitiful moans, at that moment I had this feeling to satisfy my own carnal desires on this scrawny fledgling, seeing as his member was erect and throbbing with life. I noticed he was about to try to run but a paw on his chest stopped him there with my snout dangerously close to his own. Seeing him cower before me, I inwardly laughed to myself to seeing as how submissive he was and licked his member to make his now semi limp manhood erect again. I moved forwards a bit feeling his male hood graze my wet and puckered slit.

Moaning as I plunged myself down upon him, It hurt at first but I got used to it quickly as I could feel his small mating tool slightly push against my innocence. With one paw still firm on his chest I started to rock up and down repeatedly. Moaning and growling in pleasure, as I humped up and down on the boy. I can hear his startled cry at first, then turned into what could be pained moans of embarrassment. Heck I would be humiliated as well if I was a 'Human' and a dragon raped me, but I'm not. ::Ohhhh...:: I can feel a rising sensation course through my body as hot juices of my female liquids covered the fledglings phallus and leak from my slit, as the sensation intensified. Not knowing what this feeling is as this was my first time doing this, I kept my quick pace, trying to embed as much of that male hood inside me as possible. As my pleasured moans turned into feral cries of ecstasy as the feeling became unbearable, and with one last downwards thrust. I felt like as if my body explode into millions of pieces and brought back together, as I let out a guttural roar.

Realizing that I just experienced my first climax... ohh it felt wonderful as I can feel my inner walls clamp shut upon the humans male hood and globs of female juices spurted out from within me. As the feeling vanished I was inhaling and exhaling as much air as possible, slightly exhausted from the session I had earlier as my own musk filled the air. I could see why the females of my species enjoyed this kind of activity as the males do as I just experienced it myself. But the thing that confused me is the fact they would sometime chat about the hot feeling they receive afterwards. But I haven't felt that feeling at all, was I doing it wrong or was there something I was missing that I overheard.

But enough of that for now, as I noticed the fledgling below me with his member still imbedded into me. I pulled out reluctantly with a whine and faced him again. I can see and smell the musk that permeated the air from him and his red flustered face, with a glare and a defiant roar I bounded off using the boulder behind me to help for take off I started to fly off. ::That should teach you not to mess with any of us again:: I roared out at him. I felt off-balance for some reason and daunted to me that I was losing control and altitude, my right side contacting painfully on a rock face. I saw a cove of sorts ahead and crashed into it. Trying to lift myself off the ground, seeing as I was about to crash again. I let out an enraged roar as my body plummeted on the unforgiving dirt. Feeling pain and exhaustion overcome me I let darkness overcome my mind.

It was a few hours later when Hiccup woke to the sounds of crickets and the moon shining brightly. Trying to recollect his thought he suddenly remembered what transpired before hand. The Night Fury pinning him, it ripping off his cloths as if about to eat him. Then the dragon violating him, and afterwards it daunted on him it was a she as the dragoness raped him. And last but not least roaring in his face as it flew off, Hiccup picking himself off the ground with his dagger in hand naked only taking a few steps before passing out. Hiccup picked himself off the ground with his dagger, looking back to the shredded cloths. Hiccup was thankful it was night-time as he made his way through the village. Almost being caught by the gang, as he grabbed a cloak from the hanging strings as he made his way to the back door of his house.

Hiccup saw his father home stoking the coals of the fire with his back turned to him. Hiccup was making his way to his bedroom as his father lifted his head up. "Hiccup." Hiccup wincing being caught stopped his accent. 'Might as well get this over with.' Hiccup thought. "Um dad I need to talk to you." Hiccup spoke. "I need to speak to you too son." Stoick then noticed Hiccup half-naked. "what are you doing with my cloak?" Stoick questioned. "Oh um uh you know that's a very good um question.. you see I was taking a dip near a river and for some reason the river took my cloths away from me. Yea that's umm.. why." Stoick gave a stern glare. "A dip? You were taking a Dip! Did anyone see you out stark naked!" Stoick bellowed. "No no no no.. no one did that's why I came back late at night, that's why." Hiccup was grateful Stoick was inattentive around him as if knowing if Stoick saw Hiccups' lower half, he would clearly see what transpired, Hiccup knew there would be more questions afterwards to how this happened and who did it. "Fine... get cleaned up and dressed, I have something to say to ya." Stoick dismissed.

Hiccup made his way to the outhouse, Scrubbing himself clean of the evidence earlier. He scrubbed his skin raw. Even though he still felt dirty. Dressing himself with new clean cloths Hiccup makes his way back inside. Stoick was standing there, waiting for Hiccup impatiently. "Son." "Dad." and at the same time they spoke what they were going to say to each other. "Iv'e decided you're going to fight dragons/ Iv'e decided I don't want to fight Dragons." The both look at each other with a simultaneous 'what?' "Um you go first." Stoick offered. "Um no no you uh go first." Hiccup replied. "Ok.. You get your wish. Dragon training, you start in the morning." Stoick spoke out. Hiccup began to slightly panic as he stammered. "Oh uh oh man I should have gone first, you know we have a surplus of dragon fighting vikings. But do we have enough bread making Vikings, or small home repair Vikings." "You'll need this." Stoick said handing Hiccup an axe not even listening to Hiccups ranting.

"But I don't want to fight Dragons." Hiccup pleaded. "yes you do." Stoick chuckled. "Dad rephrase: I can't kill Dragons." Hiccup tried to reason. "Of course you will kill Dragons." Stoick started to lose his good mood. "Aren't you listening?" Hiccup responded. "this is serious son." Stoick almost bellowed. Showing he meant business and dropped the fatherly role. "When you carry this axe... you carry all of us with you." Stoick affirmed, picking up the axe for emphasis and dropping it back to Hiccup. Stoick started to fix Hiccups pose as he pointed to certain things as he gave his lecture. "Which means you walk like us, you talk like us, you think like us. No more of... this." Stoick finishes gesturing to Hiccup. "You just pointed to all of me." Hiccup complained.

"Deal?" Stoick said. "This conversation is feeling very one-sided." Hiccup pointed out. "Deal!" Stoick said with more force to his voice. "Deal." Hiccup gave in. He sees Stoick pick up a supply basket. "Good. Train hard and I'll be back... probably." Stoick mentioned as he made his way to the door. "And I'll be here... maybe. Hiccup muttered as Stoick shut the door behind him. Hiccup just sighed as he dropped the axe unceremoniously to the floor, Ignoring it he went up to his sleeping quarters. Not even caring about what he wore, Hiccup collapsed right onto his bed pulling the sheets over him as the thoughts of what transpired today ran through his mind.

'Why did I free the Dragon?' 'Why did the Dragon do what it did to me?' and all the other thoughts as he tried to go to sleep. But all he ended up was a restless dreamless slumber through the night as to wake up early tomorrow for Dragon training.