Okay, everyone, a two-part Snoggletog special for all of you. And this takes place shortly after HTTYD: Frozen Fire. And, yeah, it'll give massive spoilers to the story I probably haven't finished yet by the time I post THIS.

But, I will tell you all this...HTTYD: Frozen Fire WILL have a happy ending. How the ending will come about...you guys will have to wait for the next few chapters to find out ;)

Warning: This will have fluff overload. Be prepared to squeal.

NOTE: I DO NOT OWN HTTYD

The Greatest Snoggletog Gift Ever

Chapter One

"A little bit higher, Heather! Yeah, that's it! Stormfly, Spine Shot!" Astrid Hofferson then commanded Stormfly to pin some of the shields Heather and Windshear were helping put up onto the massive Snoggletog Tree in the middle of the plaza. Heather turned to Gobber, who was overseeing the decorations outside, and gave him a thumbs-up. "This Snoggletog's going to be our best one yet!" the blacksmith chuckled before yelping as the Quadruplet Elemental Dragons, Cinder, Bloom, Frost, and Zap, flew right past him, bearing boxes of decorations.

"Oi! Watch it, you four mischiefs!" Gobber hollered. "Sorry, Gobber! Can't hear you!" Zap laughed, sticking his tongue out at him. "These Snoggletog decorations aren't going to hang themselves at Zenna and Eret's house!" Cinder hastened to explain as she and her siblings flew off.

Astrid and Heather had just finished decorating the plaza when they noticed Snotlout, panting and wheezing, dragging a huge pine tree as he kept up with Old Wrinkly, Heather's grandfather. "Come on, boy, I'm sure any lad wanting to date my granddaughter ought to have more muscle!" Old Wrinkly accosted Snotlout, whose face had turned red from the strain, and tottered on with the Jorgenson struggling to keep up with him. "For Heather...For Heather..." Snotlout gasped out, dragging the pine tree behind him.

Sighing, Heather turned to Astrid. "I better go and make sure Grandpa's not giving Snotlout a hard time. I'll come by your house later. Maybe I can help you with that Yaknog of yours," she said, smiling. "That'd be great. Honestly, I really could use some help in the kitchen. Everyone's been shying away from my Yaknog for the past seven years," Astrid said, relieved. 'Gee, I wonder why?' Heather thought, remembering the stories Zenna had told her about Astrid's toxic holiday drink, before patting Windshear. The Razorwhip growled happily and sped off, taking her Rider to see Old Wrinkly and Hookfang's Rider.

"Gobber, is Hiccup still at the Great Hall?" Astrid asked the old blacksmith. "Aye, with his mother setting up the last of the decorations," Gobber nodded as he headed off to oversee the rest of the decorating around the village. "Let's go, girl!" Astrid smiled as Stormfly squawked and flew towards the Great Hall.

Hiccup smiled as the celebratory banners were unfurled and stepped back to admire the decorated Great Hall. "What do you think, Bud?" the Dragon Chief of Berk turned to the Alpha and found Toothless restlessly pacing about. "Toothless, you okay?" Hiccup asked when he saw his best dragon friend looking so restless and even a little nervous. Toothless grunted in surprise before looking at Hiccup and rumbled. "Something wrong, Bud?" Hiccup asked him, gently scratching the sweet spot between the Night Fury's ears. "Nwooooo..." Toothless warbled, shaking his head, and resumed his restless pacing.

Hiccup quirked an eyebrow before his mother, Valka, called him to help in decorating the tables. "Cloudjumper's already gone alerting the other dragons at the Sanctuary to get ready. I think they ll be taking off this afternoon," Valka informed his son. "I better go tell Zen and have her prepare Stryka..." Hiccup said before sighing. Valka noticed the slightly sad look on her son's face and went over to him. "I know, Hiccup. Even if it's already been two years...I miss your father just as much as you do," she said with a sad smile of her own.

"Do you think he's proud of me, Mom? It's been two years and, honestly, I can't believe the council hasn't decided to overthrow me yet. I mean we had the Final Berserker Skirmish earlier this year followed by the Reclaiming of the South a few months ago. Compared to Dad, I think I've led the whole tribe into more trouble than he would ever want..." Hiccup said, unsure of his leadership skills. Valka comfortingly placed her hand on Hiccup's shoulder and smiled. "The Final Berserker Skirmish ended with Dagur and Thora gone while the remainder of the Berserker tribe has pledged loyalty to Berk thanks to Heather's guidance. As for the Reclaiming of the South, we've gained a powerful ally. Hiccup, you've managed to make former enemies and strangers our allies in just two years. Your father, in all his years of chiefing, had never even managed to accomplish such feats. Your father would be, and I'm sure he is, so proud of you as every bit as I am," she reassured him. Hiccup smiled and hugged her. "Thanks, Mom," he whispered gratefully.

"Right, then I think the Great Hall's all fixed up splendidly. We should go and tell your friends to ready their dragons for the annual migration," Valka smiled as the last Snoggletog wreath was hung. "Come on, Bud, let's...Toothless!" Hiccup yelped when he saw his Night Fury already out the doors. Toothless, too worried to even listen to Hiccup's calls for him to wait up, headed straight towards Eret and Zenna's house, which was located on one of the lower cliffs near the docks.

"Zennwa, Toothless is here!" two-year-old Elias II Stoick Fiersome chirped while he, Cinder, Bloom, Frost, and Zap hung colorful Snoggletog decorations they made themselves around the house. Zenna, who was helping Eret decorate the roof, looked down to see Toothless padding over to Stryka. Her loyal one-eyed dragoness warbled and nuzzled Toothless lovingly. But Toothless still looked tense and was often worriedly sniffing Stryka until she barked, telling him to cut it out. Skullcrusher, Eret's Rumblehorn, merely looked at the Night Fury couple with an amused look on his face before helping El up to hang the Snoggletog wreath on the house's door.

"And here comes the Chief," Eret announced, spotting Hiccup running towards the house. "Man, Bud...I can't believe you can run...on icy ground...like it's nothing..." Hiccup panted. Toothless crooned an apology, draping a wing over Stryka protectively. "Is it that time of the year already, Hicc?" Zenna asked as she and Eret got down from the roof. "Yeah. The Great Hall's been decorated and Gobber's helping everyone put on the finishing touches. The migration here will probably start in the afternoon," Hiccup replied. How big do you think this year's migration's going to be?" Eret asked, already removing Skullcrusher's saddle from him. "A really big one, probably. Some of the dragons from the Sanctuary are joining. Cloudjumper's already out gathering them," Hiccup told him. "I guess that means I better get you ready, girl. Second time leading the migration and you gotta be well-prepared," Zenna smiled at Stryka, who smiled toothlessly back at her.

"Can I go miguwating, too?" El asked, making his big sister and Uncles Hiccup and Eret chuckle. "El, migrating's for dragons and birds. And you're a human," Frost told him. "Besides, you don't wanna know what happens at The Berkery during mating season..." Zap snickered. "What happens?" El asked innocently, making Zap nearly short circuit himself while Bloom scolded him. "Zap, do you want him to be scarred for life?" the green Night Fury/Terrible Terror hybrid glared at him. "Let's just say, El, that a lot of male dragons get into a lot of fights over female dragons," Cinder told her mistress's baby brother as she perched on top of his Night Fury helmet. "Besides, if you're at The Berkery during Snoggletog then you won't be able to see Odin fill up your helmet with presents!" Zenna smiled. "You and Uncka Eret will stay up with me all night to see him, right Zennwa?" El asked excitedly. "Eret?" Zenna turned to her husband with a knowing smile. "Of course, El. We didn't catch Odin last year but I think we'll be lucky this time around," Eret grinned. "Yay!" El cheered, happily running about as the Quadruplet Elemental Dragons decided to play chase.

Suddenly, three hawks came swooping down from the sky, bearing letters and some packages. "Ah, from everyone back in the South..." Eret said, reading the letter from his friends back at his old home with a smile, and opened his package to reveal a warm rabbit's fur coat and a sharp hunting knife. "Happy Snoggletog, Happy Winter Holiday, or whatever Happy thing you want to call it. Brunhilde, you sure know how to make me laugh..." Zenna smiled, her present from her old home turning out to be a beautifully made purple scarf and bead necklace. "It says here that everything's doing well and they're even willing to train some of our warriors here when the ice melts. That'll be a great deal of help to us," Hiccup mused as he unwrapped a fine set of blacksmithing tools from his package while reading his letter from Chief Arvid of the South. "El, look over here! Our friends from the South made you something," Zenna called out to her baby brother. El headed back to her sister and excitedly opened a soft bundle the hawks had delivered. "Wolf! Awooo!" El howled, holding the cuddly toy wolf pup up over his head.

Hiccup, Eret, and Zenna laughed as they watched El play with his new stuffed toy with the Quadruplet Elemental Dragons. "Final touch!" Zenna smiled and, using her Ice magic, covered the entire roof of the house with a delicate frost. "Nice. No, better than nice, love. It's perfect," Eret smiled lovingly at his wife. Zenna smiled, her face turning slightly pink. "We better round up the gang. It's noon now and we have to make sure every dragon is accounted for," Hiccup suggested.

With El, Cinder, Bloom, Frost, Zap, and their dragons by their sides,the trio headed for the village.

Later that afternoon, the migration began.

It was no longer a surprise for the people of Berk to see hundreds of dragons flying over their island during the Snoggletog season. The first few flocks of wild dragons headed for New Birth Island, or The Berkery as everyone on Berk called it, had just been spotted when all of the dragons on Berk began to get ready. All of the Riders made sure that their dragons' saddles had been removed before gathering them all outside where they were to be led to the Dragon Hangar. Before, the dragons would just leave in whatever way they wanted and this sometimes resulted in a few mishaps. But, now, things were more organized since the dragons now had two Alphas to lead them.

Speaking of the two Alphas, Toothless and Stryka were ready to go.

"Take good care of the dragons, girl. I'll see you in a few days," Zenna smiled as she gently brushed Stryka's scales. "Take care, Stwyka," El cooed, holding his stuffed wolf pup (which he had named Fang) and his stuffed Night Fury, Eret, in his arms. Cinder, Frost, Bloom, and Zap all exchanged excited looks. While Zenna and El went off to help their parents, Edgar and Henna, with their maroon Hideous Zippleback, Serpent and Serpentine, the four of them gathered around Stryka.

"Did you tell them, Stryka?" Cinder asked.

"Or are you and Toothless going to keep it a secret?" Frost asked next.

"What do you think it's going to be? Girl or Boy?" Bloom piped up.

"Can we be the godfather dragons and godmother dragons?" Zap added.

Stryka merely smiled before straightening up when Zenna came back to her. "And, of course, you take care of yourself as well," the one-eyed Dragon Doctor smiled as she wrapped Stryka's special Snoggletog scarf, the one she made for her during their first Snoggletog together, around the dragoness's neck. "I lwrove ywou, Zennra..." Stryka cooed. "Love you, too, Stryka," Zenna smiled and gave her best dragon friend a hug.

"Okay, Toothless. Your tail's all fixed up. You and Stryka take care of each other and the other dragons, okay?" Hiccup asked his best dragon friend with a smile while checking the automatic tail fin he had made for the occasion for the umpteenth time. "Okrrrrray, Hic-cup..." Toothless warbled, nodding, before looking at Stryka worriedly. Seeing the worried look on Toothless' face, Hiccup frowned. "Hey, Bud, you've been acting kind of nervous since the holiday season started. Something on your mind?" he asked gently.

Toothless was nervous, alright, but he wasn't ready to tell Hiccup the news yet. Better to be completely sure before he told him. Besides, what if something went wrong? What if it had all been a false alarm?

Before he could say anything, Toothless heard Cloudjumper and Stormfly, his and Stryka's specially chosen seconds-in command, give the signal to the other dragons to prepare for takeoff. Toothless looked at Hiccup and smiled, wanting him to know that he was okay, and led the dragons to the Dragon Hangar with Stryka. The other Dragon Riders were already there, saying goodbye to their dragons while knowing that it was only for a short while.

"I can't wait to see your new babies, girl..." Astrid smiled as she petted Stormfly, the Deadly Nadder crooning.

Bret was giving Skullcrusher a good pat on the head. "I'm sure you ll find a lovely mate, big fella. And your hatchlings well, they'll be as strong and brave as their father," the former dragon trapper smiled and laughed when the Rumblehorn gave him an affectionate nudge.

"Ooh, Meatlug, Daddy's so proud of you. You're going to be a Mommy again! Oh, we better get started on those baby names..." Fishlegs gushed, giving Meatlug lots of belly rubs.

The Thorston Twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut, were giving their Hideous Zippleback, Barf and Belch, tips on parenting. "Teach them hunting first..." Ruffnut began. "Then teach them how to Gas and Spark..." Tuffnut added. "Then teach them how to fly and blow stuff up!" both of them finished and banged helmets, their dragon bumping heads in agreement.

Heather, meanwhile, was petting Windshear. "Remember, girl, pick only a male who will treat you right. If any of those male Razorwhips just want to mess with you, send them flying away with a Tail Slice," she smiled and giggled when Windshear bumped her head against her side.

Snotlout, on the other hand, was giving Hookfang a pep talk. "Look at you! All awesome and flaming muscle, those girl Hookfangs are going to be lining up to be the mother of your equally awesome kids. Make me proud, Fangster!" the Jorgenson puffed out his chest while his Monstrous Nightmare rolled his eyes and spat a small ember at his big head.

Edgar and Henna were petting Serpent and Serpentine and giving him pointers. "Remember to be a good mate to whomever you will choose," Henna advised the Zippleback gently. "And be a good father. We don't know what kind of Zipplebacks would have wanted to abandon you all those years ago but know this: "You're different from them and you are not going to abandon your children like they did. Understand, Serpent? Serpentine?" Edgar said seriously. Serpent and Serpentine hissed happily in reply and nuzzled his Riders affectionately.

Valka and Gobber were also getting their dragons ready. "I'm sure you ll find a lovely mate, Cloudjumper," Valka smiled at the Stormcutter. Cloudjumper trilled, looking both nervous and excited. He'd never had a chance to find a mate during his years in the Sanctuary. Perhaps he would be lucky this time. Grump, however, had fallen asleep and Gobber was trying to wake him up. "Lazy bag of scales...No matter, I don't need another lazy female Hotburple lounging around in my shop," the two-limbed blacksmith muttered.

Then Spitelout and some of the men opened the door to the Dragon Hangar and Toothless and Stryka quickly went to the front.

"Take care!"

"Fly safe, everyone!"

"See you on Snoggletog Eve!"

With all the Vikings wishing them well, the dragons spread their wings and took off into the sky and followed their Alphas to The Berkery.

"Be safe, Toothless! See you soon, Bud!" Hiccup hollered, his best dragon friend roaring back a reply. "Bye, Strykwa!" El waved bye-bye to his big sister's Night Fury. "Come back when you're all good and ready! Take care!" Zenna called out to Stryka, who roared back a reply as well. The eight Dragon Riders stayed in the Hangar and watched the dragons fly off to The Berkery until they were out of sight.

"So what do we do now?" Snotlout asked once all eight of them were back at the village plaza. Everyone looked at each other and shrugged. "Hey, Astrid, didn't you say you needed my help in the kitchen?" Heather asked. Astrid perked up and clapped her hands, saying, "Oh, yeah! I need to make my Yaknog!"

At the word 'Yaknog' , the Twins gagged, Fishlegs and Snotlout both turned green, while Hiccup, Eret, and Zenna exchanged nervous glances. "Snotlout can be our taste tester!" Heather grinned, eager to spend some quality time with her boyfriend, and grabbed the Jorgenson's hand. Snotlout would have opened his mouth to protest but, then, he spotted Old Wrinkly tottering over to them. "Off to spend time with my granddaughter, boy?" the alchemist asked curiously. "Yes, sir," Snotlout nodded nervously. "He's going to help in improving Astrid's Yaknog by being our taste tester, Grandpa. And Snotlout's really good in the kitchen," Heather smiled, ignoring her boyfriend's rapidly paling face. Nodding in approval, Old Wrinkly went to go have tea at Gothi's.

Hiccup, Zenna, Eret, Fishlegs, and the Twins could hardly hold in their laughter as they watched Snotlout get pulled away by both Astrid and Heather, the poor Jorgenson mouthing to them, "Help me! Save me!"

"I hope he doesn't get food poisoning..." Zenna mumbled, a bit concerned. "Eh, Snotlout's got a cast iron stomach," Fishlegs said casually before going over to the Twins. "Where are you three off to?" Eret asked curiously. "We're gonna go plan a few Snoggletog-themed pranks!" Ruffnut said excitedly. "And, with Fishlegs joining our side, we'll be able to pull off the most perfectly-timed pranks ever!" Tuffnut whooped. "Fishlegs, you're really going to try pranking someone?" Hiccup asked the Ingerman, eyes wide. "Well, I gotta share in my darling's interests," Fishlegs shrugged, smiling fondly at Ruffnut, and walked with the Twins to their house where they would plan their pranks.

"It's amazing how getting into a relationship with an adrenaline junkie like Ruffnut can do to the mildest of people..." Eret shook his head in amazement. "Well, that just leaves you two and me," Zenna smiled at her two boys. "Aren't you going with Astrid, Hiccup? I think Snotlout needs support," Eret chuckled. "I tried cooking with Astrid once...The experience was enough to give me nightmares," Hiccup replied, shuddering. So what should we do first? Zenna asked.

That's when El came, looking for playmates. "Cindew, Bloom, Fwost, and Zap went away with all the dwagons. All the big kids don't want me to pway wid them. They say I too little..." the youngest Fiersome said, frowning. "You're never too little to play with us, El," Zenna smiled lovingly and scooped up her baby brother into her arms. "Let's build a snow dragon and go ice skating!" Eret suggested. "Oh no, Eret Aidan Lothbrok. We are not going ice skating after what happened last year," Zenna said sternly. "I got sick with pneumonia one time! One time and you still ban me from my childhood winter pastime," Eret said exasperatedly. Hiccup then looked to his one-eyed sister. "You know, Zen, with your Ice magic you can make sure that there's no thin ice," he pointed out. Zenna blinked once as she thought about it before realizing that Hiccup was right.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot about that..."

Later, at the Cove's pond, Zenna took a deep breath and the blue colored streak in her hair glowed as she stepped onto the ice. An icy blue glow spread throughout the already frozen pond and Zenna skated all around it. Once she deemed the pond to be completely frozen, Zenna called El over so they could skate together. Hiccup and Eret watched them for a while, discussing plans for the year ahead. "What I'm really hoping for are no dangerous battles or wars to fight. We've already experienced two major conflicts this year. Frankly, I'm not sure if I'm ready for another one," Hiccup sighed hopefully. "We can spend the year training our men and the rest of the Riders. That way we can be ready for fights that'll come the year after that," Eret said thoughtfully. "That's actually a pretty good idea," Hiccup admitted before smiling as Zenna helped El stay on his feet. The sight of his one-eyed surrogate sister with a child was so adorable...

"Hey, when are you and Zen planning on having kids?" the Chief suddenly asked Eret. The former dragon trapper blinked in surprise. "Sorry, I guess that was a bit sudden..." Hiccup mumbled an apology. "To be honest, Hiccup, I'm letting Zenna decide. We've talked about it once and we both agreed to have children only when both of us are ready," Eret replied. "And?" Hiccup raised an eyebrow at him. Eret sighed, adjusting his new coat, and shrugged. "I'd love to be a father, really. It's just that Zenna's still a bit worried of what could go wrong," he replied sadly.

"She's afraid of passing down her Elemental powers to her kids?" Hiccup asked in surprise. Over the past few months since she and Eret had gotten married, Zenna wasn't afraid of showing off her powers and had practically mastered them already! "No, she's worried that her powers will go out of control during the delivery. I can understand her fear. But I'm even more afraid of losing her or the baby..." Eret answered, his brow creased in concern. "Zenna's a strong woman, Eret. And if you two ever decide to have a child, he or she will be as strong as the two of you. I can guarantee it," Hiccup smiled. Eret gratefully smiled back before looking worried again. "I would love to have a child. That would be a great blessing...but do you think I'll be a good father?" he mumbled under his breath.

Having lost his father at the age of 14, Eret spent most of his teen years and adult years being abused by Drago. Growing up like that...how was he going to explain that to his children if they ever saw the scars? Was he even up to the task of becoming a parent? Eret wasn't sure and was, honestly, more afraid of becoming a parent than Drago himself...

Hiccup patted the former dragon trapper on the back. "Eret, I've known you for almost two years. And I say, with no doubts at all, that someone brave and willing to sacrifice himself to save his wife from a deranged Berserker chief like you is going to be a great dad," he smiled. Eret chuckled and fist bumped with the Chief.

"Okay, enough about me. How about you and Astrid?" Eret smirked upon seeing Hiccup's face go red. "M-me and A-a-astrid? M-married? Wh-what g-gave you that idea?" Hiccup stuttered. "Come on, you two have been together for almost seven years. Surely, you two have thought about marriage already? From what I remember, your father's still waiting for those grandchildren," Eret laughed as he watched El successfully perform a spin on the ice all on his own. "Grandbabies are what he likes to call them. And...well...I have been planning on making an engagement ring..." Hiccup revealed to him, keeping his voice down. "Excellent! When are you planning on making it?" Eret asked, smiling. Hiccup's face reddened further. "Once I decide on which ring design to use, I guess..." he mumbled as Zenna called out to them, "Hey, you two! Come on!"

"How many ring designs have you come up with?" Eret asked as he and Hiccup strapped on their skates. "About 50," Hiccup replied, blushing as they hit the ice. Eret nearly slipped and fell on his first glide and turned to look at Hiccup incredulously. "What kind of rings are they?" he asked, knowing that Hiccup was creative...very creative. Hiccup merely smiled sheepishly in response.

The foursome skated around the pond for a few hours, engaging in a skate-off and impressing each other with all sorts of fancy tricks. El, still too little to perform tricks like spinning fly leaps or expertly zoom around the pond at high speed, settled for spinning about like a top. "Dizzy...spinny...fun..." he giggled, hanging onto his sister's hand and allowed himself to be pulled along with her. After ice-skating, they built a snow dragon and El named him Bob. "Because he looks like a Bob," the little boy had said when his Uncles Hiccup and Eret gave him confused looks. By the time they went back to the village, it was already late afternoon

And some houses had been set on fire.

"What the...?!" Hiccup spluttered before spotting Fishlegs, Ruffnut, and Tuffnut nearby. While the Twins were celebrating and laughing their heads off, Fishlegs was pale and muttering, "Why did I do this? Why do I have to be so elaborate?"

The fire brigade was already putting out some of the fires when Zenna sighed and used her powers to absorb the flames, effectively extinguishing them. Eret, meanwhile, had caught the Twins and was currently hauling them off to Gobber for punishment. Hiccup, on the other hand, pulled Fishlegs aside to give him a telling off. "Just because Ruffnut's your girlfriend, 'Legs, it doesn't mean you have to go along with her schemes just to keep her happy," the Chief said sternly. "But I don't know what else makes her happy!" Fishlegs moaned. "Then, find out about what else she likes. I won't risk the village's safety for you and Ruffnut going on another date that involves blowing things up," Hiccup told him. "Alright, alright..." Fishlegs sighed before going to help the villagers in cleaning up.

That's when Snotlout came back, clutching a bucket, and groaned a greeting to Hiccup. "They finally made a Yaknog that's edible?" Hiccup asked hopefully. "Yeah...after making 11 inedible ones...that I had to taste test! Oh no..." Snotlout managed to say before dunking his head into the bucket he was holding and retching. Astrid and Heather then arrived, yelling, "Yaknog! Yaknog! Come get a nice frothing cup of cheer!" ignoring the chaos as well as the Vikings running for cover from the holiday drink.

Spotting her boyfriend, Astrid filled a cup and rushed over to Hiccup. "Here you go, Babe. I figured you'd need a nice frothy cup after all of this," she smiled while gesturing to the repairs being made to the houses Fishlegs and the Twins blew up. "Thank you, Milady..." Hiccup said and eyed the Yaknog carefully. "Relax, Hiccup. I helped Astrid take out the bad stuff and we only put in the good stuff," Heather reassured him. Taking his chances, Hiccup took a sip and his eyes widened in amazement. "Whoa...that's good," he mumbled, taking a few more sips. "We replaced the cabbage, kelp, and crude yak milk with cinnamon, nutmeg, and boiled yak milk. What do you think?" Astrid asked, hoping for a good reaction. Hiccup had just drained his cup and, wiping his mouth with his sleeve, grinned. "I love it. Way better than last year's!" he said. "Yes!" Astrid pumped her fist in the air victoriously. "After almost seven years, she's finally done it," Heather smiled, shaking her head in amusement. "Heather, you have saved future generations. For that, I thank you," Hiccup whispered gratefully. "No need to thank me, Chief. Now, if you excuse me, I have to take Snotlout to Gothi," Heather said and, supporting her queasy boyfriend, went on her way

Jenna had just finished help put the fires out and was lucky enough to be the second to sample Astrid's New and Improved Yaknog. "Holy Shields, this is a miracle..." she murmured, letting El have some. "Yummy! Auntie Astrid's new Yaknog tastes delisiwous!" El licked his lip. "It is certainly delicious, El. You wanna help Auntie Astrid spread some Snoggletog cheer?" Hiccup asked him. "Can I, Auntie Astrid? Can I?" El asked, hopping up and down in excitement. "Of course, El. Come on!" Astrid laughed and, with El, went around the village yelling, "Yaknog! Come get your Yaknog!"

"Huh, Astrid's Yaknog finally edible, Fishlegs helping the Twins pull pranks, and a fun-filled afternoon of snow dragon building and ice-skating...not bad for the first day without the dragons," Zenna remarked. "How do you think they're doing, Zen? Toothless looked pretty nervous before he left..." Hiccup wondered out loud. "Im sure he's fine, Hicc. As for Stryka she looked pretty relaxed. I'm sure she can calm Toothless down," Zenna smiled.

Meanwhile, at The Berkery...

"It's here..."

"Look at it...It's beautiful..."

"At long last!"

"Our Alphas will finally have an heir!"

"Praise Odin, Thor, Freyja, and all the gods. This is a glorious day!"

All the dragons were gathered around, with their newly laid eggs safe and sound in their respective nests nearby, a very special nest. Cloudjumper, who now had a mate of his own, made sure to keep all of the dragons at a respectable distance while the Quadruplet Elemental Dragons hovered protectively above the nest. But, through the din of many excited dragons growling, squawking, crooning, warbling, and, in the Terrible Terrors case, singing, Toothless and Stryka only had eyes for each other and what was in the nest they and their closest friends had made together.

"Hiccup and Zenna are going to freak out when we get back, my love," Toothless chuckled, lovingly nuzzling his beloved mate. "All of Berk will be losing their heads and not just them, I believe. Still...Oh, Toothless...I'm so happy..." Stryka said, yawning. She was tired, yes, but the effort she had exerted had been all worth it.

For, cozily tucked away in the nest and protectively curled around the two Night Furies...was a single black dragon egg.

Next chapter I hope to post on Christmas Day. In the meantime, feel free to go crazy.

Love you guys ;)

-GuardianDragon98