ANOTHER How to Train Your Dragon Story. This time it will have a mix of my character and someone from the Mother series. I might try to play it a little long for the story, otherwise I'll keep it on track like I usually have it. This is a crossover story I'm just not sure if I should actually make it one... I'll see later on. Alright, ON WITH THE FIC! I OWN NOTHING but this story. Enjoy and leave reviews if any.
The ocean is home to many kinds of life both on shore and underwater. Land is mostly barren and deemed unable to live in conditions of such harsh cold. The Isle of Berk is a rocky terrain island home to a village owned by vikings. The struggle to maintain food, warmth, shelter and livestock was very imminent. It became a huge priority to keep everything in balance. Creatures, pests before but now top notch friends and allies, dragons used to attack and raid their village for sheep, chickens any kind of meat for their... Leader. Eventually a young viking named Hiccup was able to befriend a night fury, whom he named Toothless and assemble a team to take it down.
Now dragons no longer fight humans for food, but live alongside with them to make things easier on Berk. The harsh winters were one thing dragons were helpful with. Different skills from different dragons aided in making new homes, have greater chances at making warmth and keep livestock at check most of the time. Zipplebacks, monstrous nightmares, two headed terrors, most of which Hiccup and his friends have distinguished through a record book of dragons. Tis' true keeping a book of dragons is wise, getting to know them personally can be a bigger task. Hiccup made it seem easy, and his friends Fishleg's, Astrid, Ruffnut, Tuffnut and the ever so cocky Snotlout caught on rather fast. Sure at times fits would come in controlling them, but the bonds would grow.
The Isle of Berk was at the peak of the winter, temperatures becoming so cold anything liquid tossed out into the air immedieatly freezes and shatters within seconds of falling to the ground. Sure the vikings lived in rocky homes, and cottages, but did happen to make large yet manageable fires within them. Just a dragons spark of their fire breath, can emit flames and go on in the night.
The sun rises on this chilly and brisk morning on Berk revealing the tops and roofs of homes, grassy and rocky mountains, and of course dragons. In the chiefs hut, named Stoick, reveals the insides of his home with sunshine. Typical viking home, with a fireplace dead in the middle of what's known as their living room, even a pot on top to cook if needed. There were shields with figures on them that most likely represented family back then. Quilts even to keep warmth. Wooden stairs were shown leading up to a familiar brown haired freckled teen.
His bedroom was, ironically if you could put it as a form of library to keep important things and what not. The bed in the middle of everything was a huge brown quilt over Hiccup who was snoozing quite soundly. His night fury, Toothless was sound asleep curled into a small ball figure on a bed of rock, relaxing like he always does. The sun rose a little bit after about an hour when it peeked at Toothless' closed eye causing one of them to snap open on cue.
The dragon gave a loud yawn a roar you could say as he made his way to his masters bed. He prodded the young teen with his nose on his back and sounds saying 'Come on it's time to wake up!'. "Erm... mmmmm in a minute dad. I'm trying to build a new invention." he mumbled. Toothless rolled his eyes and crawled around to see Hiccups face.
Toothless made some licking gesture to his face and Hiccup resisting, laughing at Toothless' actions opened his eyes. "Alright, alright boy I'm up." he said. Stretching his arms and giving a loud yawn, got out of bed and headed downstairs. "Good morning there sleepy head! How was yer sleep? The cold didn't freeze anything on ya did it?" said Stoick. "Ah ha very funny dad. No I slept fine. What's on the agenda today?" he asked. They both, including Toothless walked outside into the harsh cold.
All of the other vikings were out and about with their daily business attending to the cattle or livestock, inventory, but for now most were eating breakfast. Stoick checked the time on the clock found around the middle of their village, to be ten o clock in the morning. "Well by the looks of it we should be gathering the most amount of food as usual. Never know when another winter storm could demolish our home." Hiccup shrugged and agreed with his father.
"I guess so. Looking for other dragons is my main priority too so it's best to be ready." he stated briefly as they made their way to the mess hall. Upon opening the large doors large greetings of 'here-yee's!' were shouted even some close ones with Stoick. The breakfast they usually ate ranged from eggs scrambled or whole, meat, water or milk, anything original.
Stoick told Hiccup he had to go and eat with Gobber and discuss plans for later happenings. Hiccup nodded and grabbed some grub going to sit with Astrid and the others. "Hiccup! Any new dragons to identify?" asked a quirky Fishlegs. "No not yet. We'll be lucky to even see any at this time of the season.". "Well if any ever think to come and ruin our home they'll have to get a piece of me." "Yeah that's what we need, a cocky numb skulled viking who can hardly control their dragon." said Astrid.
"Oh come now Astrid. Hookfang can take any dragon or enemy." apprehended Snotlout again. "As if. Mine could kick Hookfang's butt with just one head." "You mean my dragon! And please you can't use one thing and not use the other. Mine would whoop his butt too!" "Cannot!" "Can to!" "Cannot" "Can to!" off went the bickering twins Ruff and Tuff nut. "Anyways, we should keep an eye out. We can't always have our guards down even when nothing's happened." regarded Hiccup drinking some milk and eating some lamb chops.
It was true that not much happened around Berk for a little while, but things were pretty quiet. Hiccup sat there watching the twins bicker and fight almost regularly. Astrid sat by his right, Fishlegs to his left, and enjoyed the little play among them. "Why don't you take your dragon somewhere else?" "Uh dummy because his head is on the same body!" shouted the twins. Small smirks and laughs came from Astrid and Snotlout, and Hiccup rolled his eyes.
They finished what was left of their breakfast and left to attend their dragons and duties. Toothless crawled next to his human companion, too wondering what their next job was going to be. "Hiccup! Why don't you and yer friends go to the forest to get more wood! We're running low on supplies!." suggested Gobber walking at his steady pace with tools lifted onto his back.
"Really Gobber? You know as well as I do that I'm not-" "That's why you have yer dragon right? They're a big help with things like that and for you!" said Gobber smiling. "*Sigh* fine!" said Hiccup. Lifting anything bigger than the boy was too much of a struggle, let alone pull a tree from the ground for fire wood. Snotlout and the twins always gave him a hard time about this. "You think you can help me out with this bud?" he asks his reptilian friend. Toothless ended up nodding and making noises as gestures of saying 'Of course.'
It was around eleven in the morning when they arrived at the greenest outskirts of Berk, filled to the brim with pine trees. "How do trees even survive this cold?" said a certain blonde out loud. "Must be some sort of skin thing." "You idiot! Trees don't have skin they have wood!" uttered the bickering twins once more. They began at a small clearing that led to the sand then to the ocean. Hiccup ended up trying to rip out a young pine tree from its roots. With out much luck, he still gave some huffs and puffs.
"Oh Hiccup weak as ever." gloated Snotlout from behind taking out a tree in less than a few seconds. 'Whatever.' thought Hiccup and went back to 'trying' to rip out the plant. Toothless wound up using his mouth and retractable teeth, chomped onto the middle part of the tree and tore it out like Snotlout. "Well thanks bud." he said scratching the back of his ear.
This went on for about an hour, The teens gathering fire wood as much as they and their dragons could carry, and were given thirty minutes of free time on twelve to wander about, and relax if they could. That's exactly what Snotlout wanted to do, and went straight for a spot in the village to layback, somehow if Hookfang wanted to burn the ground a little for warmth, and play with his master.
"Jeez I'm so bored..." bluntly stated said viking. The only things to do now was either go eat, stay and try to master his commands towards Hookfang, or even mess around. 'Wonder how Hiccup would be up for a challenge right now.' he thought. With a smirk he mounted his dragon, telling hookfang to "alright lets go!" but without much result.
"Stupid unresponsive dragon!" was yelled and a kick was brought out hitting hookfangs arm. He went into a small rage, not bad enough to burn all over his body, but to a point where he flew off the ground. Practically going backwards, forwards, left, right, up or down was all Hookfang could fly around at. "Hey stupid Dragon!" and various grunts were yelled to prevent from getting injured. Hookfang ended up flying and crashing out right into the Dragon Training Academy.
Stoick believed it was a good idea to open something like this so his clan can get the hang of their new friends. Hiccup was chosen, of course as the head teacher. Though even from Snotlout's protests saying he would be a better dragon trainer than Hiccup, his brawns couldn't beat Hiccups Brains. This was one of the reasons he should never EVER be head. "Trouble handling Hookfang again I see?" Hiccup questioned the bigger viking.
"Ha ha very funny." he said brushing the dirt off of his tunic. "No. In fact I'm really really REALLY bored.", "And what do you want me to do about it?". "Not just you, all of us." he yelled out to the others. "Why don't we have a race?" "It better not be one that endangers one's life. Count me out if it is." backfired Astrid. "No no no. It won't be endangering anyone's lives... possibly." the twins practically high fived each other, and their signature headbutt.
"Call it more of a treasure hunt. Whoever can find a priceless item, or person rare on this island will be the winner." he finished. "Are you serious? Just for a small game like this." said Hiccup. "Aww come on Hiccup. It'll be a fun time flying and locating things with our dragons. I know Meatlug is itching to fly with me today." of course his dragon was happy to oblige for anything. Whether it be for food or small games. Hiccup contemplated on whether participating in this game or not. It's a treasure hunt right?
"Alright fine. But don't go home whining that you didn't find anything new or so on this island." said Hiccup. It only took about five minutes for all the riders to prepare for their race, and of course, Snotlout was aiming at being the best and number one. "Yer going down if you think you have a chance going against me!" exclaimed Ruffnut. "Hello dummy! We're on the same dragon!"corrected Tuffnut. "What he said!" she finished. "Alright just one thing or so then get back to trying to NOT freeze from this cold." Astrid said.
"If you say so." With that everyone has mounted on their dragons, all was needed was Snotlout's loud voice to go from 3... 2... 1 and GO! with that they all flew off without much of a hitch from the ground. Although it took Meatlug a couple seconds to flap and float and ascend the others were far ahead of the coop though taking one's time is important.
Hiccup practically started from the outing of the village, and scowered the area that he started in the forest. of course it did mean a little peeks to actually look around. Besides that Hiccup didn't find anything he was looking for. Anything worth for that matter. "As usual nothing here." he sighed and maneuvered Toothless to fly up and go around the rocks surrounding Berk.
Rather there just being rocks and endless counts of waves from sea, there was a lot of driftwood to say the least. "Too much wood goes to waste and yet we have to cut them from the pine trees." said Hiccup with a shrug. Toothless made agreeing noises and nodded a few times...
That is until something caught his slit eyes.
He grumbled something audible enough for Hiccup to hear. "Yeah what is it bud?" he looks down on a... blanketed piece of drift wood. It was relatively larger than the others in size of course, and it appeared to be hiding something. Hiccup unsure of what that something is had to make Toothless get it. "Lets get it Toothless." he said. With a shift of his left leg they went soaring down, Toothless' claws extending to grab said object. On cue a caught was made and Hiccup scratched Toothless head in reward.
Within a couple of seconds they made it back to the Dragon Academy literally directly into the corridor. Toothless was careful not to... smoosh whatever was wrapped in there. "Ok lets take a look at what you are." he said unraveling the blanket. It was covered and decorated in beautiful sunflowers, and small sparkling hexagonal designs every now and then.
The minute he uncovered what he assumed was the top, about to small puffs of soft fluffy substance came out, both yellow and orange. "Dragons don't usually have fluffy physical characteristics..." he said out loud. The said objects were rather a bit heavy together, since he unwrapped the top even further to reveal two boys. Their eyes were closed, and they looked content being in dream land. "Ok." Hiccup whispered under his breath. The blonde child had a red and yellow striped shirt whilst the other, most likely his brother, had a blue and yellow striped one.
Upon unveiling the rest of the blanket, it revealed not only their hands whose fingers were intertwined, but also an infant child. He looked as though he was... sickly looking. "Well that's new for a start." said Hiccup. He gently put the two boys down and picked up said infant, with Toothless attending to the twins. Hiccup, unsure with that to do with a human baby, let alone a dragon, was clueless on what to do.
First things first see if he was active. He wore white clothing all around, he had black hair and a soft smile that could melt ice. He did have tanned skin, though vikings never get tanned around any season whatsoever. Nonetheless the baby ended up moving on his own, tilting his head to face Hiccup. He opened his eyes to reveal chocolate ones to green ones. He smiled, and what scared Hiccup the most was his eyes closing and not moving at all.
