Hello, again. It's been a while since I've written anything, my own cases included. I've been very busy of late. Instead of a case featuring yours truly, Violet Verner Holmes, I bring you the memoir of a client of mine who wanted her story out there. As I said, I am very busy), so don't expect regular updates.

-V.V

((A note from the real author: I'm writing a real novel, which is why I'm so busy! This is kind of me trying to keep the juices flowing. Also, this entire fic is based off of two things: a, reptiles can in fact interbreed, and b, I have a friend(who's the co-author of my novel, actually) who basically IS Hiccup in every way, minus the leg. He's modern Hiccup, I kid you not. And I'm very much like Toothless,(I even have a busted left ankle) so yeah, that happened.))

-Two years after How To Train Your Dragon 2, Probably Around 850 A.D Snoggletog-

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III wasn't your ordinary Viking. He was a dragon trainer. The hero of Berk. An inventor. Chief of the Harry Hooligan Tribe, with the passing of his beloved father Stoic the Vast. A loving husband to Astrid Hofferson. And very recently, a father.

Stoic II was, as predicted, another "hiccup". He was tiny, with green eyes and dark hair, an exact copy of his father. But, Valka and Astrid's prayers to Frig had apparently been heard- little Stoic was healthy enough. Hiccup couldn't be prouder. The tribe rejoiced for days at the birth, as was custom, and even their dragons joined the party, Toothless especially.

Hiccup woke up to a bright Thorsday morning, the air almost above freezing. Three horned helmets sat on the downstairs hearth, he knew, which he'd have to fill later. The house smelled of holly and pine, thanks to Astrid's enthusiasm. And, of course, the roof was gently vibrating.

Years had passed, and yet Toothless still woke him up early every single morning to go flying- quieter now, though, with the arrival of the baby. The Chief of Berk kissed Astrid and Stoic on the forehead without waking them, and went outside.

Toothless was jittery. He bobbed his head up and down, his black legs scampering back and forth, his eyes mere slits.

"What's wrong, bud?" Hiccup said, moving toward his dragon slowly, putting his hand out to calm him. Toothless jerked his head up at the sky. He was trying to tell him something.

"What is it?" Without further ado, in response, the Night Fury forced Hiccup onto his back, and they were in the sky. Toothless prompted Hiccup to trust him, and the human did. Within twenty minutes, they were at Dragon Island.

"What are we doing!?" Toothless had never been to Dragon Island on Snoggletog before, because he had never had the need to go there- he had never found a mate. Hookfang and Barf and Belch had gone a few times, and Meatlug and Stormfly had given a couple of litters since Hiccup had known them, but never Toothless.

Hiccup helped Toothless land near a Deadly Nadder. A very familiar Deadly Nadder. Hiccup dismounted in awe.

"Stormfly!" He went over and stroked his wife's dragon's muzzle, and she accepted it. "Hey, girl." He looked down at his feet- a little Natter came from under his mother's wings. There was something odd about this little dragon, though, Hiccup saw as he leaned down. Instead of the blue, green, or purple colours typical of a Natter, it was pitch black. Night Fury black. Hiccup's eyes widened- he looked at Tootheless, who had moved forward to nuzzle his own son.

Then, from under Stormfly's wings came three more baby dragons. Two Nadder- Furies- heads and spines like mom, lean little bodies like dad, coloration like both. The last moved very slowly, taking in the world with his new green eyes, flapping his pitch black wings. He was the Night Fury. Just as Stoic II was a copy of Hiccup, this little girl was a copy of Toothless.

From the way Toothless looked at his little daughter, Hiccup had a sneaking suspicion who the next Alpha Dragon would be.

Toothless nuzzled Hiccup, and he hugged the dragon in pride. "You're a dad now too! We're both dads, bud, I can't believe it! And Stormfly, good Thor, Astrid is going be so happy!" Toothless nuzzled the human again.

"What is it, bud?" Hiccup asked, still grinning like an idiot. Toothless pointed his nose towards his children, and looked back at Hiccup. "You want me to name them?"

A nod, as if to say, "Well, you are the chief, you should name the Alpha's kids!"

"I'm honoured, bud."

When the dragons and Hiccup returned to Berk, everyone was waiting. If Astrid wasn't currently holding Stoic, she'd have hit him, and the man knew it. "What took you so long? What happened?" she demanded her husband. Seven years of them being a couple, and nothing had changed.

Instead of saying anything, Hiccup and Toothelss showed her- and the rest of the tribe.

"Everyone- meet the litter of the Alpha Dragon!" There were murmurs and hurrahs as an excited Fishlegs, Gobber, Snotlout, Ruffnut and Tuffnut moved forward.

"Toothless is a girl?" Ruffnut and Tuffnut asked, to which Hiccup only rolled his eyes.

"Who's the mother?" Gobber asked, to which Hiccup did answer.

"Well… I guess the whole, 'pets follow their masters' thing goes a long way, because…."

"No… no way!" Astrid was visibly beaming. Stormfly came forward with her children towards her rider, spiked tail wagging.

"Oh, good job, girl!" she patted her dragon's muzzle affectionately. Fishlegs came a bit closer, staring at the young dragons with glee. "Hiccup- you know what this means, right?"

Toothless' children meant a number of things, but Hiccup knew which his old friend meant. "We get to name a species again!"

"So… Does that mean I..."

"Yes, Fishlegs," Hiccup laughed, "Go get the Book of Dragons." Fishlegs gave another joyous, "yes!" then ran off to get the Book. The Haddocks sat on the steps of the Great Hall with their dragons, the crowd starting to trickle away. Cloudjumper was already playing with the babies, a grandfather to them as much as Valka was to little Stoic.

"This is amazing, Hiccup!" Valka said, taking Stoic from Astrid's arms and sitting next to a very happy Toothless. Stoic was old enough to playfully hit Toothless' muzzle- the Night Fury didn't mind. "Oh? What's that? Hiccup, you named them?" Valka could speak Dragonese*, and had heard Toothless.

She was still teaching Hiccup how to speak Dragonese, but with him being chief, he was a bit busy. He knew the basics now, though. Maybe one day, one of them would write a book so the other dragon riders would understand their own dragons. From what Hiccup did know, though, Toothless had a bit of a stammer, and was incredibly sassy- well, that bit wasn't a surprise.

"You named them?" Astrid said, excitedly, moving closer to the dragons and her husband. "Oh, gods- please tell me none of them are called 'Plasma' or something else-"

"Ye of little faith!" Hiccup said, giving her a pouty look.

"Okay, what are they called then?" He pointed to the black Deadly Nadder. "That's Shadow." He looked for his wife's approval- Toothless and Stormfly approved, but Astrid was who he had to look out for. She smiled.

He pointed to the Nadder-Fury that was purple and black. "Windthorn."

"Cool." She was currently playing with Windthorn, who, though definitely part Night Fury, looked like her mother. He pointed to the blue and black Nadder-Fury.

"That's Spark."

"Why?" Her question was answered when the small dragon coughed. His cough produced a tiny ball of Deadly Nadder fire, almost catching Valka's coat. Toothless licked it off.

"Ah…" Astrid said, eyes still wide from fear of Stoic getting burned. "Please keep him away from the Twins."

"No problem," Hiccup said, trying not to chuckle. "And that one-"

"Is that…? Hiccup, you do realize that…"

"That she's probably the only other full-on Night Fury left? Yeah. That's Dusk."

"She's adorable," Astrid said, picking her up like a human baby. The little Night Fury didn't like that- she wiped her tail, snapped her gums, and wriggled around until she was gently on Astrid's lap.

"Huh. Toothless. No, not you, I mean, she doesn't have teeth yet." Dusk looked up at Toothless like, "What are these teeth she speaks of?"

He smiled, showing her first his gums. Then, he let loose his teeth. "Th-th-these teeth, little one. Y-yours are r-re-retractable. They go in-n-n and out," he explained in Dragonese.

Dusk opened her mouth and willed her tiny teeth to come out, like cat's claws.

Stoic squealed with glee.

"Fantastic!" Fishlegs said, coming over with the Book. "This is gonna be so great!"