Authors Note: I don't own How To Train Your Dragon :(

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It was a warm, sunny day on the island of Berk. The midday sun beat pleasantly down on all who were taking advantage of this rare occurrence, and even some that weren't. Hookfang, Stormfly, Meatlug, Barf and Belch were lazing in the lush grass of a small hill, not far away from the village.

"I could lie here all day," announced Stormfly, who was stretched out as much as she possibly could.

"I probably will," replied Meatlug, who was looking quite like a rather large log.

Barf and Belch snorted their agreement while Hookfang was just about to drift off when-

"OUTRAGE!"

"What the-" Stormfly was cut off when Toothless came barreling up the hill to where they were previously lying, having been startled into an alert crouch.

"INCONCEIVABLE!"

"Tooth-"

"THAT TWO-LEGGED, BIG BELLIED, AIR HEADED EEL CALLED ME FAT!"

"Who called yo-"

"HOW DARE HE?!"

"Calm dow-"

"AT LEAST I CAN SEE MY OWN FEET!"

"Just brea-"

"I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW I AM THE FASTEST DRAGON ON ALL OF BERK!"

"Yes we know but-"

"SO HE HAS NO RIGHT TO CALL ME FAT WHEN I CLEARLY AM NOT!"

"Please just-"

"THE SAME CAN'T BE SAID FOR HIM!"

"Who are-"

"HE LOOKS LIKE A BOULDER!"

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!" Yelled Stormfly.

Toothless' faced morphed in to an expression of pure horror and outrage, well of more horror and outrage, if that was possible.

"HE TOOK THEM!"

"Took what?" Asked Meatlug, but Toothless had already gotten carried away.

"HE JUST TOOK THEM AND SAID 'YOU EAT TOO MUCH, NO WONDER YOUR GETTING SO FAT, YOU SHOULD EXERCISE MORE,' THE NERVE OF HIM!"

Toothless' expression then turned to one of utter defeat and sorrow. He collapsed and curled in on himself. The other dragons regarded him with looks of concern, confusion and in a certain Nightmare's case, amusement.

Toothless then spoke in a broken, weak and barley audible voice.

"Stoick took my fish."

Hiccup came out of his house just in time to see Toothless barreling up a not-to-far-away hill, while Stoick the Vast looked on proudly.

"What's up with Toothless?"

Stoick glanced at his son before returning his gaze to the hill the Night Fury had just gone over the top of.

"Probably just following a bit of advice."

It was then the sound of an extremely angry dragon reached the ears of father and son. Hiccup made to follow it but Stoick held him back, receiving a confused and somewhat desperate look.

"That just proves my point. Poor beast can't even make it to the other side of the hill before collapsing. He's angry that I'm right." Stoick shook his head, turned round and walked away, leaving a very confused Hiccup unable to decide which way to look.

The howls of the Night Fury had stopped now so Hiccup, having come to a conclusion, headed toward the docks.

"Toothless will probably be hungry after his exercise." Hiccup nodded to himself, banishing any doubt that Toothless was perfectly fit.

"I'll get him some fish."