Okay, so I'm updating this story, just a few edits here and there, nothing really plot-wise but just spelling and awkward sentences. thanks to everyone who reviews! I really love them!

disclaimer: I don't own HTTYD

CHAPTER 1

Hiccup landed with a soft thud in the academy, the others not far behind. They jumped off their dragons, somewhat disgruntled after a day of traversing Dragon Island without their dragons in an attempt to re-hone their survival skills so that they didn't become too dependent on them. Hiccup never failed to reminded them that there was every possibility that they could be separated from their dragons, for one reason or another, in unknown or possibly hostile territory, and help may not arrive for some time.

"Remind me again why we couldn't just go over the stuff here and why we had to spend the whole day over at Dragon Island," Snotlout called from on top of Hookfang "I mean, there's plenty of forest around Berk. That would've been fine for 'survival skills'."

"Because, Snotlout, you'd just ran back to the village to sneak food instead of staying where we were training" Hiccup replied, refilling the water for the rest of the dragons.

"Hiccups right, it's too tempting to fall back on what you know" Astrid added, "Dragon Island was perfect because, either way, you were forced to use your own skills."

"Hey, get off me!" Ruffnut shouted.

"You're on me!"

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Guys!"

"What?"

"Knock it off!" yelled Astrid.

Ruffnut and Tuffnut immediately untangled themselves and, still muttering nonsense insults to each other, began making their way back to the village. They didn't make it out of the gate however, before a shoving contest broke out again and both twins flew off to settle things.

"Well, at least they can't hurt too many people out in the forest," Hiccup sighed, when would they ever get along?

"Anyway, I'm leaving," said Snotlout as he steered his dragon to the entrance as well "Hookfang and I are going to do some actually worthwhile stuff now so, bye, bye!"

"At least Snotface is gone," Astrid muttered to Hiccup and both began collecting their things together to return back to the village, "Coming Fishlegs?"

"Yeah, Meatlug just needs a bit more rest, see you guys tomorrow." He smiled from where his beloved Gronckle lay dozing in the corner of the arena.

"OK, see you later!" said Hiccup. "C'mon bud, lets go."

Both he and Toothless followed Astrid and Stormfly who were heading toward the village. Landing near Gobber's shop, Astrid talked to Hiccup about ideas on new training exercises for the other riders, each more dangerous than the last. Hiccup began tinkering in the shop as she rattled on, listening, but ultimately dismissing every idea she came up with. Far too many ended with the possible loss of a limb or several. Searching the shop for the bit of metal he saw the other day, he busied himself. Astrid noticed his inattention and asked what he was building.

"Uh, just something I thought could help with my leg," He said looking under tables and in cabinets, "I thought the bit of metal I needed was around here somewhere but- aha!" He had spotted it on the top shelf, across the room and he moved and placed a stool under it so that he could reach it.

"Should you be doing that Hiccup?" Astrid asked, "that stool doesn't look too stable, maybe I can reach it."

"No I'm fine I've got it" he reached a bit further and-

Crash

Hiccup toppled over and the whole shelf came crashing down on top of him. Large pieces of twisted metal clanging all over the shop floor and Astrid ran over to help him up, Toothless knocked over more metal as he came bounding in to see if his rider was alright.

Unfortunately one of the larger pieces of metal must have knocked him unconscious and left a large lump on his forehead. Astrid yelled for Gobber to help her, hoping he wasn't too far away, but it was Stoick that heard the noise and came inquiring about it.

"Astrid? What are you doing here?" he paused as he noticed his son lying on the floor, leaning down to pick him up he asked "what happened?"

"He was just trying to reach something on the shelf and fell, do you think he's aright?"

"It doesn't look too bad" he said looking at Hiccups head, "but I think Gothi should take a look at it all the same, go get Gobber for me will you?"

Astrid ran off to go get him as Stoick headed for Gothi's house on top of Mead Hall, Toothless hot on his heels.

Calling Stormfly over she flew around and found Gobber helping with what looked like a broken cartwheel.

"There you go, Mulch, good as new!" he said as he gave the wheel a final tap with his hammer.

"Thank you very much Gobber, I was beginning to worry that I'd have to carry all the hay myself," Mulch put the last few bales of hay on the cart just as Astrid and Stormfly landed.

"Gobber! Hiccups been injured, Stoick needs you at Gothi's now

"What happened Astrid?" Gobber climbed on the back of Stormfly and Astrid took off again heading towards Gothi's hut.

She briefly explained what had happened back in the shop.

"I keep tellin' 'im he gonna get himself hurt if he keeps tryin' to climb the shelves like that," He said as they approached the hut where Toothless was waiting out the front.

He turned as they landed, clearly fretting about the health of his friend.

"Don't worry Toothless, he'll be OK, Stormfly will keep you company" and with that, Astrid gave him a pat on the head and followed Gobber inside.

Upon entering the ramshackle hut, she noticed Stoick standing off to the side as Gothi examined Hiccups head, slowly rubbing in areas and keeping her mouth in a thin line.

Stoick looked up as he heard her approach and a hint of relief fell over his face as he saw Gobber.

"Any change?" Gobber asked.

"Not as far as I can tell," Stoick replied as he stepped closer towards Gothi and his son.

"I'm guessin' you want me to translate?" said Gobber stepping closer to the old lady huddled over Hiccup

"If you don't mind."

Gothi turned to the pair and began scratching on the floor with her stick. Astrid waited back near the door, not wanting to intrude but still waiting anxiously to hear if Hiccup was fine.

"'He has small head tuna and it will bake a few rays for Jim to rake', well that doesn't sound too bad. Who's Jim?" Gobber wondered turning to the rest of the group. When he was greeted with raised eyebrows, he double-checked what Gothi said, "Oh, sorry, I meant 'he has some head-trauma and it will take a few days for him to wake', that sounds better."

"So he'll be fine?" Astrid asked.

"I imagine, with some rest, he'll be as good as new, is that right Gothi?" Stoick asked. Gothi nodded. "Well then, lets get him home."

As they exited the hut, Stoick carrying Hiccup again, Toothless ran up to him.

"He's going to be fine boy, he just needs some rest and he'll be as good as new." Stoick then climbed on Toothless' back and the two of them flew down to their house.

"D'you mind giving me a ride down there?" Gobber asked Astrid.

"Uh, sure," she said as she mounted Stormfly. She and Gobber flew down towards the shop; she wanted to see how Hiccup was with her own eyes. She knew he was alive and fine, but she couldn't erase the image her mind was creating of him and the longer she thought of it, the worse his injuries became in her mind. She had to at least see that he was okay with her own eyes.