Yep, another one of these. Don't worry, it's a completely different plot. And feel free to read my other one.

When the helmet clattered to the ground, that's when it went wrong.

How had he ended up here? Oh right, his father dragged him into here to scream at him. And Hiccup was very proud to say that he'd fought and struggled the whole way.

" I should have known. I should have seen the signs." Stoick admonished himself.

" Well, you tend to miss stuff." Hiccup muttered coldly.

" We had a deal!" The chief yelled.

" You had a deal, because you're too busy with what you want to listen to me." Hiccup corrected, voice growing louder.

" What?" Stoick questioned.

" I'm sick of never being heard," the boy continued. " Sick and tired."

" I'm sick of ya messin' everythin' up!" His father said back.

" Yeah, but that's been apparent since I was born." Hiccup green eyes flicked to the large man. " You won't be hurting Toothless."

Hiccup said. It wasn't a request.

" The dragon!" The chief exclaimed. " The monster!"

" He's my only friend! My best friend!" Hiccup yelled.

" Friends with a dragon!" Stoick threw his hands up. " Well, ya really are crazy!"

" Tell me something I don't know." Hiccup crossed his arms.

" And you're a traitor." Stoick added, boiling.

This was going up and down, back and forth.

Hiccup would be darned if he didn't get the last word.

" I'm not a Viking," he announced, " I never was, never will be."

" I see tha' now," Stoick boomed condescendingly.

" In fact," Hiccup continued, brushing harshly past the burly man and stopping at the door, " I'd be insulted if someone even considered me as one of you monsters."

And he left.

Astrid couldn't breathe. The cove's walls seemed to closing in around her. This was insane. This couldn't be happening.

She'd only just realized her feelings, it can't be over. He couldn't be-

" Leaving." said Hiccup, putting his freckled hands on her shoulders.

Her eyes itched unpleasantly. She wasn't going to cry. Astrid Hofferson did not cry. Ever. " What?" She asked incredulously.

" I can't stay," Hiccup mumbled, looking over to Toothless, who was ready go, " It's not safe for him here."

" You're leaving for a dragon?" Astrid exclaimed.

" Yes." Was his solid answer.

And suddenly, she'd thrown her arms around his scrawny form, burying her nose in his protuberant collarbone. She felt his thin, hesitant arms encircle her.

" You're serious?" She whispered.

He nodded.

And Astrid knew this was final. He was the most stubborn person she knew, and when his eyes went dark and cold like that, she knew he'd carry out his plan.

Even if it was foolhardy and built on the chance of Vikings understanding his friendship with a Night Fury.

Astrid pulled away. " Promise you'll see me again." She demanded. " Swear it."

Hiccup smiled fondly. " Astrid Hofferson, I swear I will see you again, if its the last thing I do."

He pushed a blond strand from her face affectionately, so he could see her stormy blue eyes, which were usually so cold and angry, but now were soft and vulnerable.

Hiccup turned to mount Toothless. Once he had, his head swiveled to the blond shieldmaiden again.

" Bye, Astrid." was all he could say.

" Bye, Hiccup." She savored his name on her tongue.

And then he was gone with a whoosh of wings.

And Astrid was left alone with her thoughts and, she'd deny it if asked, tears.

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