"Hiccup…..Hiccup!"

A hand waving in front of the young Viking's face brought him back to reality. Glancing up, Hiccup noticed the slightly worried face of Astrid staring back at him. They were all in the great hall, looking through some old records for any information on what had happened about a month ago, who the Vikings were that attacked, and what connection they had to Berk. So far though, their search had turned up absolutely nothing. Hiccup's father was not too inclined on telling them anything either. He had kept his mouth tightly shut about the issue and whenever Hiccup attempted to bring it up, it seemed to anger his father.

"Sorry" Hiccup replied with a sigh, "Let's call it a day."

He leaned back in his seat a bit, stretching. They had been there for most of the afternoon.

"About time" Snotlout stood from his seat, though he had been little help other than complaining.

The twins were busy making fun of dragons within the book of dragons, either for their appearance or name. Fishlegs next to them slid the book away, finally having enough of it. Astrid nodded, helping Hiccup to roll up many of the scrolls and pieces of paper, to be returned to the records.

"We can check this off as another useless day" Hiccup said slightly annoyed.

"We kind of figured there would not be anything in the public records" Astrid shrugged, "If your dad won't talk about it and it makes him so angry, it's no surprise he would not leave record about it where anyone could look."

"True…but it does not help us at all" Hiccup picked up his bag, placing a few things he still wanted to look over inside.

"Why are we doing this anyway?" Snotlout asked, "We beat those jerks, their leader is gone, so who cares."

"We should care" Hiccup turned to look at them all, "This seems to have a big impact on my father, which means it must have had a big impact on Berk as well. Plus, something tells me this is not as over as we think."

"Oh great here we go" Snotlout said, mock throwing his hands into the air, "one of Hiccup's magic feelings, so we're stuck looking at dusty old papers and relics all day."

Hiccup glared a bit, but Astrid stepped between the two.

"Enough, Hiccup's feelings and intuition have been a big help before, so if something like this happened it is worth looking into" she said, "besides, even if they don't come back, it's good preparation for future things."

Snotlout rolled his eyes, but turned and left the hall without another word, slightly slamming the door as he did.

"Thanks" Hiccup said with another sigh.

Astrid smiled, "don't worry, he's thick headed, but he knows we're right."

She placed a hand on his shoulder to comfort him for a moment, before walking out to go check on Stormfly. The twins walked over to either side of him, watching as she left.

"Whoa" Tuffnut said, "hostility."

Ruffnut shoved him, "what are you talking about yak brains?"

"Hey don't shove me" he shoved her back.

Hiccup shook his head but smiled a bit, Fishlegs walking over to hand the Book of Dragons to him.

"I'm sure we will find out what happened..." he said with a small smile.

"Why don't we just ask people who aren't your father?" Tuffnut said, before his sister thumped him over the head "ow!"

"Idiot" she whispered.

"No" Hiccup nodded, "he's right…some of the others around town should remember what happened, though not too sure how cooperative they'll be if my father wants to keep this under wraps."

"Worth a shot right?" Fishlegs said.

Hiccup nodded, "Fishlegs, let Astrid and Snotlout know to casually bring it up when they can to people, but not to make it so obvious. If they know straight out what we're looking for, they might get scared off."

Fishlegs nodded, going off to do so.

"You two..." Hiccup said, turning back to the twins who were practically wrestling now, "keep doing what you do."

He shook his head, walking out of the hall himself. He glanced around for Toothless, the dragon having left the hall with the others awhile before, not liking the cramped area and wanting to stretch their wings. No sign of him to be seen however, it seemed Hiccup would be walking home and alone today. He turned and made his way down the path towards his home. A few people were still out, finishing up the day's work, as the sun was starting to sink in the sky. A lot of unanswered questions about what had happened was spinning around in Hiccup's head. The village itself had all but been repaired in its damage, but parts of the ground had black patches where the fires had raged. A few large blackened and fractured posts where large signal fires had lit Berk at night were still standing, as well as a few twisted and blackened trees as well. It was like a sort of scar, not to noticeable at first glance from the people or the actual village, but it was there in the land if you looked for it.

"Aye! Still got yer head in the clouds?" a familiar voice called.

Hiccup looked up to see Gobber on top of a home, waving his rock like hand.

"What are you doing up there?" Hiccup asked turning off the path.

"What does it look like?" the older Viking asked, "I'm repairin me a roof."

He smiled, causing a small smile to come from Hiccup.

"Don't fall off...again" Hiccup called up to him.

"That was one time!" Gobber said.

Hiccup gave him a bit of a look.

"Ok seven" he corrected, but I'm all right" he tapped the side of his head with his rock attachment and a smile, "you should be happy, yer young and got that dragon of yours. No fun if yer always worrying and getting yer head stuck in things that ought to stay buried."

Hiccup sighed, "I know…"

A roar from up the path made both look, Toothless stood a bit ahead, tilting his head before plopping down to sit with big eyes waiting for Hiccup.

"Seems I've got to go" Hiccup laughed lightly, Toothless was more like a big puppy at times…if puppies were able to breath fire.

Gobber waved, "remember to have fun" he called as Hiccup walked away.

Toothless stood and began to bounce on his feet a bit as Hiccup approached, nudging him with his nose, before bouncing off on the path ahead.

"Alright alright, I'm coming" he laughed, "let's get home and have some food, how does that sound? A nice big basket of fish?"

Toothless roared in excitement at the thought of food. Hiccup was not to hungry himself with a lot on his mind, but he needed to eat something as well. When they reached home however, the first thing Hiccup noticed when he opened the door, was an angry looking Stoick sitting at the table, the fire burning in the fireplace behind him causing him to look a bit darker than normal.

"Sit"