Hey everyone thank you for the reviews on baby steps. Even though I only got 7 reviews I can't complain because I have 45 favourites!
It was a pleasure writing but I was thinking of doing another chapter but then I changed my mind and thought of doing a sequel!
What do you think? I just want to point out this might be a sporadic updating because of my uni schedule. I shouldn't be writing at all but it won't leave my head so I'm going to give it a go.
Hope you all enjoy like you did baby steps!
The dark clouds covered the night engulfing the bright moon and the glittering stars. Which is not unusual in a small village that has nine months of snow and hails the remaining three. The air was calm and peaceful with a small breeze flowing indicating the temperature was not below freezing degrees.
Inside the haddock household, the temperature was warm and cozy as Stoick placed more logs on the fire before settling down on his trunk of a chair. His head along with his red beard turned to see a silhouette of a dragon created by the light from the wall due to the fire. His black body curled up beside a wooden bed, jade orbs never leaving the cocoon blanket wrapped around a tiny figure whose face is half covered. Small movement as the blanket rises showing the viking father his son was still breathing.
The man sigh rubbing his weary eyes feeling the fatigue. It takes a lot of courage on a viking's behalf to admit that the chief had nightmares. He just closes his eyes and see his son lying on the ground, motionless. Grabbing his dear boy to check his heart. It's always the same.
His son is dead.
But the proof was right under his large nose. Stoick's only child is indeed alive but came with a price. His gaze shifted towards the end of the bed, the left side was flat when a foot should be poking upwards to match his twin. The aftermath gave the burly man a severe smack round the head for being so oblivious and blind.
Running a hand through his fiery manes, he got up feeling the pop from his back and shoulders. He turned to see the dragon lifting his head as the ears twitch at the sound. The scaly creature then yawn showing the gums before resting the large head near Hiccup's auburn locks. Checking the boy's forehead for the umpteenth time that day, the father felt relieved that the fever has not return for it only broken yesterday.
Smoothing the thin hair with his callous hand, he sat down on the floor knowing the aches and sores he would have in the morning when sleeping on hard wood. But his son was worth it. Moving his hand to the slightly pink cheek, he circled gently with a finger hearing a small groan from the boy. The fever was only the tip of the iceberg. He is definitely not out of the woods yet.
"Shh Hiccup it's alright I'm here for you". Hearing a small growl Stoick saw the dragon's orbs narrowing. The chief chuckled "And the ferocious beast you call Toothless will blast my hide if he wasn't allowed to stay". With a huff the dragon bumped softly against his hatchling humming.
Deep breath showing that hiccup has gone back into a slumber. Not removing the hand he placed a kiss on his forehead. "I promise you my boy I will take care of you and protect you. I lost you once I'm not losing you again". Stoick felt Hiccup leaned into his touch, his face trying to press deeper in his hand. Getting comfortable the oaf of a man laid his head down on the edge of the bed near his son's face. Pressing another kiss on his button nose and saying goodnight to the nightfury. Stoick fell into dreamless sleep.
Opening the forest pupils the viking chief saw his son's little brown head almost touching his face. Stoick smiled knowing his son had moved closer to him during the night. Slowly he arose from the awkward position. Yep he was correct his posture felt older than normal as he stretched his limbs.
Nodding at Toothless who also stretch sending him a gummy smile. He will always be amazed to know a devil, a monster now acting like a house pet. Shaking his head he strolled to the kitchen making a cup of coffee. The chief does not do anything without his morning liquids first.
Grabbing his helmet going toward the door to do his daily duties. "Toothless watch over Hiccup I'll be back in two hours". Odins knows why he had to ask the reptile who saved his child's life from being burnt to a crisp to protect him. A firm nod with determination on the scaly face proved he made the right choice.
Shutting the door behind him the brawn man went to his first trouble evolving a certain pig-headed dark-haired boy with an extremely immature dragon just to add the fuse. However if Stoick had looked back before closing the wooden door he would have seen the emerald eyes of a boy with a hand on his cheek and a one-sided smile planted upon his freckled face.
Sorry guys not my best first chapter but it is a starting point for other chapters as we see Stoick become a father hen (when wasn't he?) either way I hope you like! add review or favourite works fine both ways!