Birth
Hiccup was an early baby. Viking baby predictions weren't exactly spot-on, but no for a second believed that Hiccup wasn't early. Stoick liked that. Berkians liked their kids to come out on time or late, but Stoick thought it was just like a true Viking to come out early. Stubborn enough to refuse to stay put and adventurous enough to want to see and explore the world before he was ready.
His wife was a little worried, the baby was small, as most early babies are, but he wasn't. His son was his son, a fighter and he just knew he would live a long, great life.
His son had come out with quite the scream. It was a good sign, or at least Stoick hoped. He wondered if his new boy's lungs would last into adulthood. He felt prouder imagining his son giving the biggest, loudest war cry of them all.
Two days later the baby was asleep in the living room, and Gobber came down to visit him for the first time. He was given order after order back at the forge, so he really didn't have time to stop by.
He was pleased when informed the baby was still unnamed. Stoick wasn't surprised that he wanted to name his newborn. When asked what Gobber wanted his name to be, he went quiet. The thought was exciting, but actually doing it was frightening, Stoick knew. If Gobber picked the name and his son didn't like it, it was much easier to tell him Gobber picked it than to sit in the awkward silence that would follow the sentence, "I named you…"
"He's a little hiccup, isn't he?" Gobber said fondly.
Stoick quietly nodded his head in agreement, wondering if Gobber was actually going to name him.
"No matter what his name, I'm going to call him Hiccup," he continued. "Ah! Name him Hiccup, Stoick! It fits him, and it'll ward off gnomes and trolls!"
Ignoring the gnomes and trolls part, Stoick wasn't sure of the name Hiccup. "Do you think he'll like it, though? I don't want him complaining to me about it." He was actually more concerned that he would blame him for the name Hiccup, but that was better left unsaid.
"He'll love it! And this one's not going to have time to complain to you."
"What?" He didn't know if elaboration would be a good or bad thing here.
"Never mind." Gobber turned back to the baby and Stoick knew that no matter what he said or did, he now had a son named Hiccup, and despite all his worries, he was okay with that.
This is a first chapter. There'll be fifteen chapters, all leading up to the first movie. This is less of a build up to the movie and more of the ever-evolving relationship between Hiccup and Stoick. We'll see what I want to do after the fifteen chapters, although it wouldn't make a whole bunch of sense to keep going after. The next chapter is when Hiccup's a year old, so I'm debating on whether i should make it about his first steps or his first words. Maybe guys can help me out with that.