Hello~ I just noticed that I didn't have anything posted for How to Train Your Dragon. I really love the movie, and have seen it hundreds of times; so I wrote this. Hope you enjoy it~

Hiccup opened his eyes to reveal an excruciatingly bright light surrounding him. He then took notice of the pounding in his head. He tried to move his hand to shield his face from the light, but found that he couldn't even move. Hiccup opened his eyes again. Slower this time. "Where... Where am I?" He asked aloud, his eyes coming into focus. He looked around, finding that he was trapped under several fallen trees and debris. He couldn't remember exactly what had happened. He could remember falling, but that was all. It was all so vague.

He tried to call out for help, but found that he couldn't speak, so he decided to take note of all of his injuries instead. He tried to move his arms and leg, finding that he was unable to move anything below his neck. His entire lower half was buried beneath a mountain of debris. He could tell that his limbs were injured. He could feel warmth. Wet warmth covering his arms. It seemed to flow downwards, towards his leg. He thought that he must've been hurt bad and needed help ASAP. He really wished he wasn't alone right now. Or at least that he could move one arm to at least try to free himself. Who knows what else was in the area.

It was getting dark out, and Hiccup couldn't help but wander how long he had been outside. Surely, someone would come looking for him soon. He just had to stay awake until then. The only problem was that he had lost a lot of blood, and was finding that the blood loss was taking its toll. Not only was he growing drowsy, but he knew that they wouldn't be able to find him this late at night. He would have to hold on until tomorrow just to stand a chance.

Hiccup was shaken out of his thoughts by the sound of several twigs breaking. "H-Hello? Is someone there?" He asked, craning his neck to try and get a better view. Hope and fear fighting to take hold of his heart. A small dragon leapt out at him, inching closer.

The little red and lime green dragon inched closer to Hiccup, his twisted horns tangled in a mess of leaves and vines. The dragon stopped when Hiccup began to cough. Hiccup had his eyes closed. Once his coughing fit had ended, he noticed specks of blood covering himself. He groaned. This day was not going his way. Of course, no day really ever does.

The dragon whined, and moved closer to Hiccup, its head cocked to the side in worry. "I don't suppose that you could go and get help?" Hiccup asked sarcastically.

That dragon looked at him, and curled up around his head.

"I didn't think so."

The next day, Hiccup awakened to find that he was alone again, only this time, he couldn't feel his limbs. "H-Hello? Please; Is anyone there?!" Hiccup shouted frantically before being thrown into another coughing fit. Once the fit ended, he lay there just breathing. He had to calm himself down. Even if it was a viking from a rival clan, they would do him less harm than he could do to himself. They'd likely just laugh at him for getting into such a stupid situation and walk away. It would be too much effort for them to even try to free him.

Skittering could be heard from nearby, as the little christmas colored dragon moved closer to the trapped teen. The dragon hummed, getting Hiccup's attention.

Hiccup turned towards the little creature. The dragon had various fruit replacing the pieces of debris that covered his horns the day before. "Hello, little guy. What's with all of the plants? Or did you just get caught in something again?"

The little dragon moved just in front of the injured hiccup, holding out a vine of grapes.

"Are... Are those for me?" Hiccup asked the little cute dragon, realization and happiness alighting his eyes.

The dragon nodded, moving the vine closer to Hiccup. Hiccup smiled and ripped off a few grapes with his mouth. After a few minutes, Hiccup spoke to the little dragon again, "Hey, What about I give you a name? Then I won't have to keep calling you little guy."

The little dragon cocked his head to the side, humming in response.

"Hmm... What about Drake? Like the plant." Hiccup asked the tiny dragon.

The little dragon seemed to think before humming again.

"I'll just take that as a yes..." Hiccup laughed. While laughing, he began to cough. Each cough racked his small frame. Once finished, blood dripped from his mouth and he groaned. "I... I don't suppose you could get me some help...?" He asked in a near whisper.

Drake moved closer, and licked Hiccup's cheek before taking off.

Hiccup watched the tiny dragon fade into the distance. He didn't even notice when everything faded to black.

Hiccup woke up to the sound of Drake whining.

"Hey... little guy... How... you b-been...?" He asked slowly, pausing every so often to breath, narrowly avoiding another bout of coughing.

Drake glared at Hiccup, rubbing his tiny head against him as if to say, 'are you alright?'

"I'm not doing so good... I c-could really use some help... right... about now... Have... Have you seen anyone?"

Drake pawed Hiccup, knocking a small piece of wood off of his neck, before nuzzling against his face.

In the distance, yelling could be heard, but hiccup was too exhausted to tell what they were saying.

Drake began crying out, trying to gain the attention of the two men stumbling through the forest.

It was Gobber and Bucket.

"Did you hear that, Gobber?"

"sounded like that pesky little dragon... He must be over there."

Both vikings followed the cries of the tiny dragon. Once they found the source of the cries, a look of horror adorned their faces. "Hiccup!" Gobber cried out.

Gobber rushed over to the unconsious teen. He brushed a strand of hair out of Hiccup's dirt coated face.

Hiccup's eyes opened and he groaned, moving his head away from Gobber's hand.

"Hiccup! You're awake!" Bucket shouted out.

Hiccup smiled weakly. "Hey... Guys..."

Gobber sighed in relief. "You're going to be alright, Hiccup. We need to go get help so that we can get this off of you", Gobber said gesturing to the debris covering the fallen boy. "Then, we'll get to help you more. We have to go back to the village to get some supplies, a first aid kit too."

Hiccup nodded his head slightly. "okay... I'll... I'll be here. Waiting."

Gobber chuckled slightly, "It's nice to see that you still have your sense of humor, Hiccup. We'll be right back. You're going to be just fine. maybe we can find toothless too."

"We've got to go, Gobber. It's getting dark. I don't like the dark... It'll be easier to find him at sun up... won't it?" Bucket said weakly.

"We'll be back soon." Gobber said one last time before walking away from the wounded boy, giving Hiccup one last look of concern. He couldn't tell the blood from dirt. It blended so that it looked like he was just rolling around in mud.

Drake licked Hiccup's face, causing him to chuckle weakly.

"Is... Is that what you left for, Drake? You... actually got help... Thanks, buddy..." Hiccup said as he nudged the little dragon back.

Drake purred as he rubbed against hiccup.

I'm thinking that this will be a three or four shot. That or I might just make it a series of various scenarios. Like a bunch of drabbles. What do you think?