Hiccup sighed as he tapped his foot impatiently on the frozen ground. It had been a full five minutes since Toothless had taken off after something he had seen in … without him. It was getting chilly out- like usual- and he just wanted to go home.

A whoosh above him indicated the dragon's return and he looked up just in time for the blur of blue tinted black scales to jump out of the tree and land in front of him with a light 'thud'. Hiccup smiled and looked down at the light green cat-like pools that were Toothless'.

"Took you long enough. What was it you saw up there?" he asked, patting his best friend's head and looking up, where he still saw nothing out of the ordinary. Storm clouds, but Berk always had storm clouds.

Toothless snorted in some sort of irritation and nodded his head up, indicating that he wanted Hiccup to just get on so they could get home. Hiccup shook his head good-naturedly and climbed into the saddle, slipping his metal-crafted foot into its special hook.

"Let's go home." He said, and with that, the two friends took off in a blur.

"Hiccup!" Stoick the Vast shouted happily as his son landed in the center of the town. "I was beginning to wonder if you were coming home today." He slapped his son on the back, probably harder than he really should have, almost sending Hiccup sprawling on the ground.

"Ow." Hiccup muttered. "No- I'm here. Just like always. Just… sightseeing with Toothless."

"You mean you got lost?" Gobber's sarcastic voice came from behind Stoick, who laughed heartily at his friend. Hiccup huffed in irritation, subconsciously putting his hand on Toothless's side.

"N-no! I didn't get lost." He said with a haughty breath. "I just- got sidetracked." He defended himself. Gobber just laughed at this and started off towards the eating hall.

"Let's git' ye some food. I swear ye be gitt'n thinner by the hou'r." he said, also slapping his old apprentice's back.
Hiccup nodded and followed behind his father and mentor, bidding Toothless adieu with a nod of his head as the said dragon went off to play with the other dragons while Hiccup ate. Hiccup didn't like being separated from his best friend for too long, but dragons weren't allowed in the eating hall. With a long sigh, he turned back to his other companions.

"- an' then I told 'im that he couldn't eat all it, so guess what th' ol' dragon does?!"

"He… ate it?"

"Yes! He goes off an' eats the whole thing! One swoop of 'is big ol' jaws and he swallows the thing whole!" His father was telling some odd tale, probably about one of the dragons in the hunting group. Hiccup let his thoughts wander as he walked a step behind them, hoping that they didn't try to drag him into their conversation.

It wasn't that he didn't love his father, or that he didn't get along with anyone, but he sometimes hated all of the attention he was getting since he had brought dragons into their daily living. He loved the dragons, and of course the people in his village were important to him. They always had been, given his father was the tribe leader. That aside, it was certainly strange to be friends with people that had mocked and doubted him his entire life before then. Not to mention that Toothless had been acting strange too lately. Like running off without him. It didn't worry Hiccup too much, he knew Toothless couldn't fly without him, so he couldn't stray too far. And now he was letting his thoughts stray too far.

Suddenly the lighting in the sky illuminated the village, small children screamed as the following thunder boomed loudly, shaking the houses and trees. But that wasn't the strange part.

Hiccup was filled with a sudden feeling of… well he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Doubt? No… and it wasn't fear, or was it?

He looked up at the sky, the strange feeling eating away at his gut.

"Hiccup?" Stoick asked, looking back at his son and tearing him out of his thoughts. "Are you alright?" Hiccup looked at him.

"Y-yeah. Yeah I think so."

He hoped so.

Merida groaned.

"Boys! Mum'll kill ye when she gets back!" she scolded, looking down at the mess her three little terrors of brothers had made. Pastries and mead covered the stony ground while some sort of tapestry was crumpled in the corner, replaced by a rather ugly rug made with bear fur.

Her brothers just stuck their tongues out and ran off, their little feet padding on the ground in a scurry. Merida groaned even louder, realizing that she would be the one that had to clean up the mess- or she would be hearing it from her mother later.

Glancing at the window, she realized that it was raining heavily outside, water pounding heavily against the windows and doors. Funny, how hadn't she heard that?

Well between yelling at her brothers and trying to get the castle in order, she wasn't too surprised she had missed it.

Her mother and father had gone on a trip to one of the fellow tribes to go and help resolve some problem that had come up. She didn't know the details, but she wasn't going to ask. If it had involved her, she was sure that her Mother or Father would have let it slip before they had left.

"yer gonna pay for this later!" She shouted after her brothers, grabbing the rug off of the wall and throwing it over the Mead mess. "They won't notice." She muttered to herself, hanging the tapestry back up on the wall with much difficulty. She knew full well that they would notice. And by they, she meant her mother. It took her six tries to hook the right loop to the first rod, and she nearly fell off of the stool doing it.

She sighed when she finished the first half, groaning as she glanced out the window again. Father would be in a right mood, having to ride through such weather. He would complain for ages about his aching leg. With much exaggeration of course, and then somehow end up telling the tale of how he lost said leg to Mordu. She wouldn't have minded so much if she hadn't been stuck taking care of the triplets. But Maudie was off with one of the clansmen from MacGuffin's Clan.

Lighting flashed. Merida yelped as she fell off the stool, landing harshly on her backside. She glared out the window, hating the strange foreboding that filled her gut.

"I hope Mum and Dad get home soon." She muttered, setting up the stool again.

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