The Death of Drago Bludvist

Drago felt himself flying through the air, falling. He'd done it, that scrawny little dragon rider had done it. As he hit the cold ocean he knew with most certainty, he was defeated. Drago's men assisted him out of the water and they left Berk, Hiccup hoped for good. But as Hiccup took on the role of chief, Drago watched from the deck of his retreating ship and promised revenge. That brat had ruined his Bewilderbeast, taken all his dragon's and humiliated him to the bone. He would pay, Drago chucked, yes, he would pay dearly.

Two Years Later

Hiccup, the chief of Berk, paced nervously back in forth in front of the door to his house. Toothless watched him exasperated. Finally having had enough, the animal stood, walked over and sat directly in front of Hiccup's path making him halt in his ritualistic walk.

"What?" Hiccup asked pointedly. Toothless raised a single eyebrow. Hiccup sighed and sat down on his front steps. Toothless nodded, satisfied, before curling up in a ball and closing his eyes, taking a cat nap in the warm autumn sun.

"Toothless is right, ya know." Gobber quipped, putting his oar in before sitting down next to the troubled youth. "At the rate you were going I was afraid you were about to make a hole the size of a whispering death's tunnel. Besides, it's not doing to make things go any faster."

"Hey, I'm sitting! So, are you two, are you two satisfied? Toothless? Gobber?" Hiccup asked, waving his hands around, before starting to stand again. Toothless growled and Gobber reached out a hand to yank him back down to the steps. Hiccup gave Gobber a look of annoyance.

"Quite, yes, thank you. That is, if you'd just stay still."

"Fine, you, you two win." Hiccup grinned, then brushed his fingers anxiously through his ginger hair.

"Ahh, don't worry so much. Astrid's fine." Gobber paused, his mind traveling elsewhere. He was silent for a moment, then started in quietly. "Ya know, Hiccup, I remember the day you were born." Hiccup looked at him waiting. "Your father felt much the same as you do now. Only twice as impatient. I knew old Val would pull through just fine, but he didn't believe me. He was about to bust down the door when you came. I remember the look in his eyes when he first saw you. Ahh," Gobber gave a little laugh and shook his head, before returning his gaze. "He was so proud, Hiccup, so proud." They sat there together in silence. One man remembering, the other only able to imagine. Gobber chuckled.

"If your Dad was still alive, he'd be sitting here waiting with us, probably more nervous than you. The boar-headed, stubborn Viking that he was."

Hiccup laughed.

"Yep, that'd be Dad."

"Mmm, although, if he was here there is one thing I'm quite certain he'd want you to know." Gobber looked at him meaningfully. "You're going to be a great Dad and I know he'd be proud, Hiccup."

Hiccup flinched. Here lately that's all he'd been able to think about. Astrid was about to string him up by the nearest tree for all his worrying. "You're going to be a fantastic Dad!" She'd said enthusiastically. But he wasn't so positive. Sure, he was good at dragon training and being a chief, well actually, that was still a work in progress, but a father? He shook his head. He really didn't know how to act, how to be a Dad. When he was little, his Dad had pretty much either left him to himself or been extremely severe, most of the time disappointed at Hiccup's different ways of doing things. Granted, that had all changed once Toothless had come into the picture, but he'd almost been grown at that point, not really a little boy any more. He just wished Stoick was here now. Hiccup looked out to the statue of his Dad, now finished, and tried to put his fears aside.

Thanks, Gobber, thanks for being here." He said finally, grateful to have his Dad's best friend beside him.

"Sure thing. Now let's get back to pacing, they're taking an awful long time in there."

Just then Valka burst through the door, hair flying, face flushed and beaming with happiness.

"Hiccup," She smiled. "Come meet your son."

She watched with great excitement as Hiccup swallowed hard and stood up, walking reverenced to the door.

As he went into the dimly lit room, his eyes landed on Astrid sitting up in bed cradling a tiny form in her arms. She looked up at him exhausted, but radiant. Hiccup sat down on the side of the bed, completely hypnotized by the scene before him.

"Uh," He sniffed. "Wha, what's his name?" Hiccup asked barely able to breath.

"Well, I thought about Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the fourth, but…" She stopped and took her eyes of the babe, looking at Hiccup. "I was thinking Stoick might be nice. What do you think? I mean we could always name him something like Ratface or Dragon's Breath." She teased.

"I, I think Stoick would be perfect." He announced wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. She smiled at him and lifted up the small bundle.

"Would you like to hold him?" Hiccup looked at her terrified. She laughed. "You won't break him. Besides, you've held dragon eggs and hatchlings before. How is this any different?"

"They weren't mine." Astrid shook her head and grinned as he took little Stoick from her. "He's so small." Hiccup said worried.

"He'll be fine." Valka assured him, coming over and looking at the three proudly. Toothless leaped in, coming up and sniffing the new addition of the family.

"Whoa, Bud! Gentle!" Toothless didn't hear him though, his eyes completely focused on the sleeping child in Hiccup's arms. Hiccup looked at his best friend and smiled at the curiosity and adoration he saw in Toothless's big green eyes. "Here, be careful though and, no, no licking." Hiccup said putting little Stoick up nearer the dragon. Toothless took a few more small sniffs then came closer, staring intently before cocking his head and looking from the baby to Hiccup. "It's okay, Toothless." Hiccup reassured him. Toothless looked at the baby once more before slowly and gently resting the very end of his snout on the child's forehead. Then he rose and looked a moment longer before turning and laying down by the fireplace with Stormfly, who was extremely uninterested in the day's events.

"Well, that's new." Astrid commented.

"Hmm, no kidding. What was that all about, Mom?" She looked from Toothless to the baby, deep in concentration.

"I think it may be Toothless's way of adding the child to the nest, his nest."

Astrid agreed. "It makes perfect sense! His way of bonding and accepting Stoick as one of his own."

Hiccup nodded, got up and crouched down next to Toothless patting him on the head.

"You're something else. Aren't ya, Bud? Always full of surprises." Toothless looked at Hiccup, eyes full of devotion, before nodding and closing his eyes, falling asleep.

All of a sudden, Gobber and the gang stumbled in, all rushing to the bed. Hiccup jumped up and held out his hands stopping them.

"Can I see him, Can I see him? Can I, can I, can I?" Ruffnut begged excitedly.

"You can SEE him, but I'm reserving full rights to holding him until he's a little older." Astrid replied. Hiccup shot her a look. "Don't worry, the rules don't apply to you, Babe." She amended. He grinned and shook his head.

"What? You're not going to share?" Ruffnut whined.

"Uh, no."

She poked out her lip pouting.

"Fine lad, Hiccup!" Gobber exclaimed, slapping Hiccup soundly on the back making him stumble and cough.

"Thanks, Gobber." Hiccup said trying to catch his breath.

"Eww! It's SO ugly! Tuffnut criticized. Snotlout cuffed him one in the face saying, "I'm sure he's the most beaut…" He took one look at the baby before staring blankly. "Oh well, uh, he's not the best looking baby, but…" Astrid shot him a look that could freeze the sun. "Actually, yeah. He's beautiful, Astrid." He recovered, clearing his throat.

"Mmm hmm." She continued giving him the evil eye until he backed off. Then she smiled smugly to herself. "Don't listen to a word he says, Sweetheart. Your Uncle Snotlout doesn't know a thing about babies." Astrid cooed to the now awake baby in her arms. Hiccup grinned at her and her tactics, but she only slightly smiled back before yawning and settling deep down under her furs. Valka and Hiccup shared a look, then after many goodbyes and oohing and aahing, chased the rest of the crew off. As Hiccup sat back down on the edge of the bed, Astrid gave him a small punch in the arm.

"Hey! What was that for?"

"That was for not chasing them off sooner." She put her hand on his cheek, having him lean down for a kiss.

"And what was that for?"

"Just because."

"Hmm." Hiccup leaned down to give her one last kiss before letting her doze. "Sweet dreams, M'lady." She gazed up at him sleepily, letting her eyes drop into slumber. "And goodnight, little man." Hiccup whispered, kissing the top of his sleeping child's head. He took one more look at the perfect picture before running outside the village, Toothless right behind him, and flying away. He and Toothless spinning, diving, laughing, shouting and roaring without a care in the world.

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Drago Bludvist was ready for revenge, revenge and a certain alpha Nightfury. He had waited much too long for this. Tonight he would start his evil plan to success. As his battalion of men crept closer to Berk on their battleships, he lifted his Deadly Nadder to the sky. It was the perfect plan. Distract Hiccup with his men and armada, while he snatched away the bait that would lead to the chief of Berk's undoing. It was time.