A/N WHAT IN HADES IS WRONG WITH ME?!

Is it not enough to have seven stories in progress and a series of poems in the works, but I have to do this, too?! Apparently not. You know what this is, readers?

THIS is proof that I am certifiably INSANE.

But that's why we all love each other...

Anyway, ignore my crazy ranting. This is a series of ONE-SHOTS, people, ONE-SHOTS, though I may repeat the use of several AUs. The one-shots are based off of songs that whenever I listen to, I think, "there must be an HTTYD one-shot for this." And there were none, so...I'm making them. Yay!

I STRONGLY advise that you look up the songs on YouTube or whatever you use because a lot of the songs I like aren't really well-known. Okay.


Beyond The Veil

Time Period: Canon, Post HTTYD

Ship(s): Hiccstrid, Stalka

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Rating: T, for sad things and nightmares

Summary: Hiccup is grieving after Stoick's death, and no one can help him. That is, until a certain ghost comes to say goodbye.


Astrid was worried about Hiccup. She knew that Valka was, too.

He wouldn't sleep. He barely ate. He did his chiefly duties and helped clean up the village from Drago's attack, but he did it all slightly...mechanically, as if he were a machine that was running down.

Then, when he got home for the night, he'd sit and stare into the fire. He'd talk with Valka at times, and always seemed happy to see Astrid, but there was a dullness in his eyes she'd never seen before. When he finally succumbed to exhaustion and collapsed into sleep, he usually only slept a few hours before jerking awake, screaming.

Toothless would try to calm him down, and Hiccup would shrug the Night Fury off before disappearing into the woods. What he did in there, nobody knew, but he always came back with red, puffy eyes.

They all knew what was affecting him, but no one had the courage to bring it up.

Stoick's death.

Hiccup had never been that close with his father, everyone knew that. But it was still hard for him to adjust to life without him.


Stoick watched from Valhalla as his son grieved.

Something had to be done.

Stoick missed Hiccup, of course he did.

He missed them all.

He'd never even gotten to say goodbye.

Wait...he still could.


"Hiccup?"

Valka walked up the stairs to where her son sat, staring into empty space, on the edge of his bed. He turned his head to look at her but didn't respond.

"Hiccup, Astrid's here. Do you want to go downstairs?"

"Sure." Hiccup got up and went down the stairs, Toothless following. Valka sighed and followed. She wished she could help her son. But he resisted any amount of help at all. Downstairs, Hiccup and Astrid were sitting by the fire, Toothless curled up next to them. Valka joined them. Hiccup and Astrid talked quietly for a bit, and Valka started to clean up supper.

Suddenly Hiccup gasped, and Valka turned quickly. She wasn't sure what she had expected to see, but she certainly hadn't expected to see Stoick standing on the other side of the fire. She gasped and clutched at the table.

"Dad?" Hiccup whispered. Astrid and Valka could only stare.

"I'm not really here, son." Stoick said warmly. "I'm in Valhalla. This is only a reflection of my being."

Toothless got up and walked towards Stoick, his head low, looking up at Stoick with pleading eyes. Stoick smiled at him.

"Hello, friend. It wasn't your fault, you know." Toothless lowered his head further.

Astrid still gaped like a fish, and Valka stepped forward hesitantly. "S-Stoick?"

"Hello, Val. I'm sorry we didn't have more time. You take good care of our son, hm?"

"Yes. Yes, of course."

"And Astrid. I'm sorry I won't be around to see you and Hiccup be married. But I'm proud of you. I am."

"T-thank you, sir."

Stoick then turned to Hiccup, who was tearing up.

"Dad, I'm sorry. It was my fault you died..if only I hadn't been so stubborn..."

Stoick chuckled. "We're Vikings, son. Stubborn is what we do best. Besides, I'm an Einherjar now. And with all you've done, I don't doubt you'll join me someday."

Stoick cocked his head, as if listening. "I don't have much time. I love you. I miss you. Goodbye."

He suddenly melted away, and was gone in a spark from the fire.

Hiccup, Astrid, and Valka looked at each other as if to say, "what just happened?"


Hiccup was doing much better. He was eating, sleeping, and only had the occasional nightmare. He and Astrid and Valka never told anyone else about Stoick's visit, but they kept it close in their hearts until they died. And...true to Stoick's prediction...they joined him in Valhalla.


THE END