Authors Note: This story will be set after the events in the movie. For the sake of this story I have decided that all the Teens were 14 and 15 at the time of the movie. I hope that you enjoy this story and are more than slightly amused by it.

Disclaimer: All characters, places and ideas from Dream Works How to Train Your Dragon are copyright of Dream Works Pictures and its affiliates, blah blah blah, yadda yadda yadda.

The day shone bright on the island of Berk that morning. Clear skies and a brisk breeze through the village signaled the start of a beautiful day to the inhabitants of the village where our story began two fateful years ago. Today, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third celebrates his seventeenth birthday and becomes a man in his village. The people bustle back and forth from their homes to the Mead Hall where a grand celebration is slated to begin at sundown.

But our story is not about Hiccup in all of his glory…Well, not entirely anyway. For if it were not for Hiccup and his grand adventure that freed the Dragons and Humans from a war several hundreds years old, we may not have this amazing story to tell. For our story is about a young woman and her journey along the road of destiny. Sitting at the breakfast table in her small, beaten old home she sighs in to her porridge, eyes absently staring ahead. She has gotten no sleep the past few nights, staying up late to work on a piece that all the girls in her age group were asked to do in their own style.

The piece was a carved wall to tell the story of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third and his triumph over the Green Death two years prior. Her arms and wrists ached from the strain of working on the wall for the last month, more used to the softer medium that clay provided for molding and sculpting. The delicate pads of her hands were bruised from the chisel and hammer and all the long nights of work with them. Her blue eyes nearly refused to stay open, their weight bringing her entire head down with them. A sudden hand in front of her face brought her back to the nightmare of staying awake all day to the presentation of her carvings. "Hey, you alright in there?"

With her eyes half lidded and a distinct hatred for her "beloved" brother she sneered "Do I look alright, you troll." The cold of the day seemed to be amplified by her exhaustion. "I need a nap, but SOMEONE," she glared "thinks that I should stay up all day so that I can pass out from exhaustion in front of everyone in the village!" As she spoke her voice steadily rose in volume until it could have been heard on the other side of the village.

He brother looked at her with fear brimming in his eyes and nodded slowly. "Uh…Eh, maybe you should, you know, go lay down for a bit and, uh, rest for a while." He laughed nervously at his sisters towering form above him. Looking around a bit he added "And don't worry about anything. I do all the cleaning and deliveries today. You just relax, kay?"

She nodded in mild satisfaction and moved toward the stairs leading to the two rooms upstairs. A bedroom for her and a bedroom for him. As she reached the top of the stairs she could hear her brother muttering about something stupid before grinning and stepping in to her room. It took all of her effort to keep from just dropping on the floor to sleep. With much effort she was able to slink over to her bed, dropping her helmet and other various items on to the floor as she did so.

As she made it to her bed she slumped on to the side of the bed, finding it very hard to pull herself the rest of the way up. Eventually she made it in to her blankets and allowed sleep to wash over her, her final thoughts a blur of aggravation and relief. After tonight it would all be over and she could get back to her normal quiet life. She smiled through her sleep, the most peaceful that she had had in months and the most peaceful she would have for months to come.