Okay...this is just a test. I repeat - just a test. It is a strange idea that entered my head when I woke up this morning. I may continue it after I finish my current story.

A Fury Egg

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"Oh my...this is...this is...incredible! I can't believe - Bud, you're a - you're a -"

Toothless leveled the young Viking with an emerald glare, shuffling the coal-like object closer with the prosthetic fin Hiccup had made after he shot the Night Fury down. Hiccup was stammering so fast that his dragon was worried, and it slowly climbed to is feet, sniffing the boy's hair concernedly. He laughed, eyes lighting up, and swatted the dragon away playfully, watching it jump back in indignation and snort, swishing its crippled tail across the dusty floor. Hiccup ran forward, putting his hands on the Fury's head.

"This is amazing, I can't believe it, you just...you...you...I have to tell Dad!" He immediately spun around and stumbled out the door, already shouting as he took off down the hill his house sat on.

"Dad! Dad, where are you? Dad, you have to see this!" Toothless started to follow him, but an instinct tugged at the dragon, and it laid down, curling up around the rock.

Hiccup nearly slammed into what must have been every viking on Berk as he sprinted to the Mead Hall, weaving through the crowd and ducking under arms. His prosthetic leg clicked on the stones loudly, announcing his presence long before he reached the massive form of Stoick the Vast, chief of the Hooligan tribe.

"Dad, come on, you have to see this, its incredible, and-" Stoick stood up and sighed, cutting his son off.

"Another dragon species, son?"

"Oh, no! You couldn't be more wrong, Dad, now come on!" Stoick lumbered after Hiccup, muttering about the dragons always popping up nowadays.

Toothless still laid on the floor when they reached the house. The Fury hummed welcomingly, shifting a little around the rock. Hiccup pointed to his dragon and said the exact last thing Stoick had expected.

"Toothless is a girl and she just laid an egg."

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"Hiro! Hurry, you'll be late!" Cass, proud owner of the Lucky Cat Cafe in San Fransokyo, called up the stairs to her youngest nephew. A groan answered her.

"Do I really have to go, Aunt Cass?"

"Yes! It's your last day of school, Hiro! You're graduating eight grade." Cass stood aside and let Hiro walk past her, his hair a mess and eyes bleary with sleep. The boy collapsed in the nearest chair, immediately dropping his head onto his forearm.

This was going to be a long, long day.

He was still yawning as he left the school, dragging his feet to the road where Tadashi would be waiting for him. However, there was a sudden change in the air, and he looked off to the side of the school's parking lot. A thin line of smoke rose from the thick bushes that clustered around a light post.

His curiosity peaked, the fourteen year old jogged to the bushes, kneeling to peer inside of them. His brow creased. That was a big piece of coal. He carefully pulled it from its nest of leaves, brushing a speck of dirt from it. It almost seemed to shine in the afternoon light.

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"But...I don't understand...it was right there, Dad! Toothless, she laid an egg! You have to believe me!" Hiccup tried to pull his father back as he strode to the door, but Toothless' mournful wails drew him back to the makeshift nest along the wall.

"Hiccup, think - you've been looking for another Night Fury for almost a year, and you haven't even found a scale. How likely is it that Toothless found one and didn't immediately drag you to it?" Stoick sighed. "I'm sorry son. I think that your dragon's 'egg' was just a rock, after all."

The door thudded closed. Hiccup sank to the ground, putting a hand on Toothless' shoulder. The dragoness hummed sadly and dropped to the floor, her green eyes dulled by sadness. The viking patted her head.

"...unless it was a hybrid. I'll help you find your egg, girl. It can't be far away at all..."

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Hiro slipped the rock into his school bag, running to the road. Sure enough, his older brother was waiting at the side of the road. He dragged himself onto the moped behind Tadashi.

"Let's go. I'm starving."

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Like I said, this is a test of sorts. I just had the random thought, "What if Toothless laid an egg and somebody with no knowledge of dragons whatsoever found it?" So...I like this idea, but I want to know that its worth writing. So...since you made it this far, I'm guessing you liked it. Please, follow, favorite, review, anything - I would love to update once I have a few readers.

Oh gosh, I just said 'So...' way too many times. I guess that's my catchphrase...