*SPOILER ALERT, IF YOU HAVEN'T GOTTEN TO THE BOOK AND DON'T WANT TO KNOW HICCUP'S BIRTHDAY, THEN DON'T READ*

A/N: Hey everyone! This one just popped into my head at a random moment, and I wanted to do it. I'll probably write something for his actual birthday, in fact, I WILL, but hey, I felt like doing this one, so…yeah.

Hope you enjoy!

Btw, I have NO IDEA how old Hiccup and the everyone else are, and they look about 14, but since Hiccup's birthday is leap year, he'd have to be technically 16, and I don't want to mess up that system of ageness (come on, Hiccup, your birthday HAD to be leap year?), so we are all going to have to pretend that he's technically 14, but it is still leap year…

gods that was confusing…

anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this story! I'm still trying my hardest to make the characters act like they really are!

It didn't feel like his birthday.

In fact, it never felt like his birthday, it felt like that one awkward day in the fourth year that stuck out, unlike the rest.

Which was exactly what he was like.

And that was what he enjoyed about it.

Hiccup woke with no idea it was his birthday. In fact, he felt like it had skipped into March again, just like the last three years. Only Toothless sensed something was different. He had woken only minutes before Hiccup had, and had found his way down stairs in a leaping bound. So naturally, he wasn't sleeping on his rock bed like he usually was when Hiccup woke up.

"Morning, Toothless." He said groggily, still not noticing his dragon had left his room (or platform, whichever you like to call it, since Hiccup's bed 'room' is basically just the top part of the house). Only after he blinked a couple of times did he notice that his dragon was gone.

"T-Toothless?" he called out.

Climbing fully out of bed, he jogged down the stairs, confused. "Oh please don't tell me he woke dad up again or he'll-" he muttered to himself, but stopped when he finally reached the bottom of the stairs.

He looked at the sight in front of him, this year, his dad had defiantly upgraded his celebrating process.

On the table, his dad already had breakfast set up, and a large one at that. It was a big thing for Vikings; they usually didn't celebrate much at all, only on rare occasions.

And this certainly was a rare occasion.

"Dad?" He asked confused. Did they have guests and he not know? He was about to go upstairs to get his riding vest to take Toothless out for a flight-when and if he found him-when his dad laughed merrily behind him. Hiccup turned around confused.

"Do we have guests? And have you seen Toothless?" he asked the questions on his mind. Answering the last one, Toothless bounded in the house from outside, engulfing Hiccup with purrs and happy licks on his face. He laughed.

"Toothless! Haha, ok, settle down, bud!" once he got Toothless under control again, he turned to his dad again, waiting for an answer to his first question.

His dad looked at his with a look in his eye that kind of looked like sarcasm.

"Hmm, maybe Gothi was wrong this year. Maybe four years haven't really gone by-" when he said that, Hiccup's eyes lit up, and interrupted him, "It's leap year?" he questioned with a smile. His dad smiled back, gesturing to the breakfast on the table. "All yours. I already had my fill." He walked over and sat in front of a fire that was lit(it WAS still cold on Berk, right?").

Helping himself to whatever he wanted, Hiccup asked when he finally sat down, "So what happened to the traditions of the other three years? Enough congratulating me on surviving another four years?" he said with a smirk. "Eh, seemed a bit…tacky this year. After all, my boy is turning four after all." Stoic laughed. "Yeah I would really like it if that was not passed around." Hiccup said sarcastically.

A few minutes later, after he had eaten, Hiccup ran up to his room to grab his riding vest, and when he did, he climbed onto Toothless, and took off towards the academy.

"Which class of dragons are the stealthiest? Team Astrid." Hiccup asked, pointing to Astrid's hand that had shot up into the air seconds after the question was asked.

He was going to see how long it took them to notice it was his birthday.

"The Fear Class! They sneak up when you least expect them!" Astrid shouted proudly, and high-fived Fishlegs when I added another ten points to their score, tallying it up to last week's score.

Team Astrid: 110

Team Snotlout: 15

"By the time we're done with this, you'll have wished you've read the Book of Dragons as many times as I have!" Fishlegs shouted to Snotlout and the twins, who made up Team Snotlout. They looked at each other and shook their heads.

Hiccup sighed in annoyance.

Suddenly an idea popped into his head.

"Yes, and do any of you know which year is most like a Fear Class dragon? Hmm?" he asked, trying to sound like it came out of boredom.

Everyone looked at each other with confusion "What does that have to do with dragons?" Snotlout questioned. "It doesn't, but I still wanted to see what you know. I'll give you a hint: it's today." Fishlegs replied with his smarts, "Leap year? But still what does that-" "Correct." I replied before he could finish that sentence.

Everyone looked at each other and shrugged, and readied themselves for the next questions. "Let's take a break for now." Hiccup suggested. They sighed with relief and walked towards their dragons who were asleep in the corner of the arena.

"So what was up with that question?" Astrid asked him when they walked out of the Academy. "Hmm? O-oh nothing, nothing. Just wanted to know how much you guys know…" he stuttered, trying not to reveal anything with his expressions.

But Astrid wasn't convinced. "Hiccup," she said in a dangerous tone, "what is going on? If you don't tell me, I'll-" "Alright! Alright! Geez!"

She smirked. Works every time.

"Alright, if you must know-" "And we must." Hiccup sighed. "You're gonna think it's pathetic but…today is my birthday." He finished, just as Toothless caught up with them from rolling around in fireweed, and was still shaking some off.

Hiccup waited for her to burst out laughing, but she didn't. But he could see her try and suppress a smile of amusement when she bit her lip. "Go ahead. Laugh all you want. Like it's all my fault I was born on the weirdest day." He said, trying to make her feel guilty, but he really should have known better. "Yup. Today defiantly suits you." She said in response. Hiccup rolled his eyes. She suddenly punched his arm. "Ow! What was that for?" he shouted. "That was for not telling us about this sooner." She replied, with her hands on her hips.

"So what are you now, like three?"

"No four, actually. And I would really appreciate it if you didn't tell-"

"HEY EVERYONE! IT'S HICCUP'S BIRTHDAY!"

He facepalmed.

Everyone turned around to look at him. "Congrats!" was all Fishlegs said. Snotlout and the twins looked at each other in confusion, then Snotlout asked, "Isn't leap year every four years?" "Yep." He snickered. "haha! Looks like little Hiccup's turning three, now isn't he?" "Four, actually." That made everyone laughed.

"Trust you, the weirdest kid, to be born on the weirdest day of the year." Snotlout commented (thank you Cressida Cowell for that line.), which made them all go laughing again. "Well, while you all make fun of me, I'll be going on a flight, escaping this. Like every year." Hiccup muttered, while everyone ignored him. He climbed up onto Toothless, and took off without a second thought.

They made their way back to the village after a while of fun. "So, what are you planning for your birthday, hero of Berk?" Astrid asked Hiccup, who wasn't there after he took off on Toothless. "Hiccup?" she turned around and saw he was gone. Suddenly she felt a bit guilty. "Guys, he's gone." She called out to the rest of the gang in front of her. She saw Fishlegs form a guilty look on his face, while Snotlout shrugged it off. The twins looked at her with confusion, "Where? Did he vanish?" Tuffnut asked eagerly, causing his sister to nod with just as much enthusiasm. Astrid rolled her eyes, "Yes." Was all she said, not wanting to get into an hour long explanation.

We owe him now… she thought to herself. Suddenly an idea formed into her mind. "A gift!" she shouted. "A gift? For who? Me?" Tuffnut asked, again eager for an answer. "No! If anything, she'd give it to me." Snotlout argued. This caused an eruption of a loud argument, in which Astrid broke up by making Stormfly slam Snotlout in the back of the head with her tail. "A gift," she continued, "for Hiccup. To make up for teasing him." Snotlout rolled his eyes, "Will you even listen to yourself? Since when did you care what he thinks? –this caused her to glare at him- Vikings don't get gifts for their birthdays! It's a sign of softness." "A sign of softness, maybe. But he is the Hope and Heir to the Hairy Hooligan Tribe, isn't he? And he is our friend, right? So why shouldn't we?" Astrid stated. "I agree with Astrid!" Fishlegs shouted, hoping for any chance to make it up to his friend.

"Good. And you three will be coming to find something as well." Astrid said, pointing to the others. "And what if we don't?" Ruffnut complained. "Then I'll tell Chief that you were the ones that smuggled our entire supply of cod just for a game of tease-the-dragon." She crossed her arms in delight as their eyes lit up in shock. "You know about that?" Snotlout questioned. "I do now." Snotlout mentally kicked himself. "Fine." the three muttered. "Now, who would know Hiccup better than us?" Fishlegs asked.

"Gobber!"

A/N: And this concludes the first chapter of Birthdays! I hope you found something you liked within the story, and if you did, please, don't be afraid to post it in the comments; I'd love to know what I'm doing right!

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