Preface

A/N: Okay... So, this is just going to be pure silliness, basically. I don't write enough light-hearted humor-type things so...here you go. :D My mom and I came up with these scenarios while we were at work and I thought they'd be pretty fun for your guys to read. I've compiled them into a story and now it's on the internet. XD Enjoy!

It's early morning on the tiny island of Berk. Songbirds flutter about among the frost-covered trees as the sun slowly rises above the forest. Within one of the sturdy, wooden homes, a pair of emerald eyes flutters open, a yawn escaping their owner's lips.

Toothless rolls onto his back and stretches his legs into the air, his tongue flopping out of his mouth as another yawn escapes him. The dragon blinks tiredly and cranes his neck to look out the window. Good, it's still early. That means he and Hiccup will have time for a nice, long flight before they have to go to the Academy.

And speaking of his human... Hiccup is being awfully quiet this morning. Normally, Toothless can hear his young Rider's breaths as he sleeps on the bed. But now, he can't hear a thing. With a confused little croon, the Night Fury rolls back over and glances over the foot of the bed, his pupils going narrow when he realizes...

The bed is...empty?

Black ears perk up as Toothless listens to the rest of the house, thinking maybe Hiccup is downstairs. But, again, he hears nothing... This is strange. Hiccup never goes anywhere without his dragon... And he certainly never wakes up before Toothless. The Night Fury hops to his feet and runs to the stairs, half-jumping down to the lower level of the Haddock house.

Where could Hiccup have gone? And why wouldn't he wake Toothless before he left...? He hopes his little human is okay.

Once downstairs, Toothless finds himself staring at the front door. It's closed... He looks down at his paws and tilts his head. He knows how to open the door...or, at least how Hiccup opens the door. But can he do the same...? He's never tried... So, with a little determined snort, he stands up on his hind legs, the top of his head brushing the ceiling as he reaches out with his clumsy front feet.

His claws scrape against the wood of the door and screech down the metal handle that humans so easily grab. Glaring intensely, Toothless gives the door a good push...and it swings open, sending the off-balance Night Fury tumbling onto the porch.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Toothless stands up again and shakes his head, glancing around the village before him. Most everyone is still asleep. All the windows are dark... But Stoick hadn't been home. So maybe he's up and knows where his son is! Heck, Hiccup might even be with him.

With that hope in mind, Toothless takes off in the direction of the Great Hall, where his Rider's father spends most of his day...

"Oh, Stoick! What's there to be worried about?"

That is the first thing Toothless hears when he enters the Hooligan tribe's meeting hall. And there, sitting at one of the many long tables, is Hiccup's father. And Stoick doesn't exactly seem to be in a good mood either. He's currently hunched over a map of the island, a mug of alcohol in his hand. He seems nervous...

Mulch and Bucket are sitting across from him, obviously trying to cheer their chief up. "All the teens compete. Hiccup'll be fine!" Mulch tries again, nudging Bucket with his elbow for some encouragement.

"Yeah, it's not like Hiccup is tinier and weaker than the others...or that he has a tendency of getting into sticky situations or anything!" Bucket says, offering a 'sly' wink to his companion.

Of course, that only earns him an irritated groan...

"I think what Bucket is trying to say, Stoick, is that your boy will be okay in the competition. He's smart and, for the first time, we don't even have to worry about wild dragons either!"

But Stoick only sighs and takes a swallow of his drink. "I know that." He grumbles. "I just wish Gobber would have said something before whisking them off into the woods..."

"Oh well...you know Gobber..." Mulch laughs. "You never quite know what he's going to do next... Haha..."

"And that's exactly why I'm nervous." Stoick tells them. "He forgets he's dealing with teenagers. He might go overboard with them..."

"I'm sure it'll be nothing like last year!" Bucket chimes. "Besides, it's not like the kid bled out! Pigbutt can even count to fifteen again! I can't even do that..."

Stoick can only shiver at the memory of last year's competitors. And needless to say, his friends' "pep-talk" isn't helping much... But that's when he spots Toothless slinking over to his table, looking confused and a bit worried.

His son's Night Fury coos at him and sits down, asking the silent question.

"Ahh, you must be wondering where Hiccup has gone..." Mumbles the chief. He reaches down and pats the dragon's scaly head. "Well, I wish we could have given you some prior notice but Hiccup is going to be gone for a few days... Apparently, Gobber likes to 'spontaneous' when it comes the Annual Survival Competition."

Toothless tilts his head, his ears perking.

"Well you see, Toothless," Mulch kneels down in front of the intelligent dragon, knowing he'll understand. "Every year, the newest teenagers on the island are taken into the woods to learn how to survive on their own. It's kind of a tradition of ours, builds character!"

Toothless only blinks, wondering why humans are so fascinated by competitions... First the kill ring, then the Thawfest games, and now this? Sheesh...he just doesn't understand why Vikings seem to enjoy putting their lives in danger so much.

But that doesn't really matter because he knows Hiccup isn't like that. His poor Rider must have been pressured into it, as usual. He must be miserable... Especially if he had to leave his best friend behind! So, with that, Toothless gets up and heads for the door, deciding to track his human down and keep him company while he's forced to prove himself to his fellow Vikings...

But he's stopped by Stoick's voice.

"Ah, ah, ah! I don't think so, Toothless!" He says, standing up. "As much as it would make me feel better having you with Hiccup, any unfair advantages is not allowed. And I'm afraid dragons fall under that category..." He pats Toothless's head and smiles, apologetically. "So no following him, got it?"

Toothless only growls quietly and folds back his ears. They expect him to let Hiccup fend for himself out in the wilderness for days? Has everyone lost their minds?

Then again...the other Riders are out there too. That means Hiccup at least has Astrid with him... That does serve as a little comfort to the annoyed Night Fury. But still, this is going to be a long few days...

A/N: And there you have it! Preface complete! I hope liked it but keep in mind this is just set up. Next chapter will focus around Hiccup and the actual competition. See you in the legit chapter one! :D