Okay, so this idea came to me when I was thinking of nicknames for Hiccup. You'll love the one I picked. XD

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It has been eight wonderful years since I left the Barbarian Archipelagos, eight truly extravagant years! I made a home out of an abandoned castle; I have a girlfriend, and Toothless, of course.

Our bond has given me brilliant power! I can call electricity out of my fingers! I guess that's what happens when your best friend is the offspring of lightning and death itself.

And my girlfriend, Moan, is the most beautiful thing I've ever met. She and her Mindwinder, Amnesia, have snuck there way right in to Toothless's and I's hearts.

She has special powers to, mindtravel, she calls it. She can reach into the future and bring back objects and information. She's done quite a lot of renovating over the years.

"Hicky! Hello? Back to the Earth plane!" She yelled across the dinner table as I almost had a face full of food on my, guess where, face.

"I know how much you like leftover spaghetti, but please don't eat it in a way that I can't see those gorgeous green eyes of yours!" She said sarcastically.

"Why, I wouldn't dare! If I did so, I would not be able to look into your brilliant blue eyes!" I said right back at her with a dramatic flair.

(A/N Ha! Hicky, I told you that you'd love it!)

"Yes, that is true, but if you did dare, I would have to give you a bath." She said, batting her eyes.

"So tempting, my dearest." I said with a slight chuckle.

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"We need to get our portrait done; it would look nice right here." Moan said, pointing at the empty spot above the fireplace.

"I agree, but who would let a pair of demons like us into their homes?" I said sarcastically, taking another sip from my glass of wine.

"Stop it Hicky, you know I hate those rumors. The superstition of people these days." She replied, going on to mumble how ignorant the villagers were around here.

It was true, once we got settled in the castle, somehow someone found out about us. News spread like wildfire. They said there was a demon as big as an elephant, as black as night. And if you looked into its eyes, you would be under its control.

Sounds a lot like a mixture of Amnesia and Toothless to me. Amnesia was soft purple, so they probably saw Toothless and Amnesia flying together, which they did constantly.

Then more and more rumors evolved about a whole family of terrible ghoulish demons living in our home came to be. It's any day now a mob could come bursting through our doors.

Only a matter of time.

"What if we go to another village, like Genyard, or maybe even Crosston?"

"No way we're going to Crosston, the price will be unimaginably high." I replied, a little bit agitated by even saying the name of that horrid place.

"Yes, but that's because the artists there are better; you can't just stray away from big cities forever." It might be true, Crosston did have much bigger Universities of all kinds, and to go with it population.

"And we could even pick up some new tools for you, yours are getting dull." Sadly true.

"And we could even get married!" True, we've been together for nearly seven years now . . . we basically were already married.

"My love, I bet you could convince armies of monks and nuns to sin with your seasoning." I complimented as she squealed in victory.

"Let me check if the coast is clear for us to go tomorrow." She said, eyes turning hazy as she read the future.

"Wait a minute. . ." She mumbled, making me lean across the red arm of my chair to her.

". . . You okay Moan?" her eyes still hazy, she scrunched her eyebrows.

"Moan?"

Her eyes returned to normal, but still had that forlorn expression on her face.

"Hey Hicky."

"Yes dearest?"

"Do you still worry about Berk?"

Berk. That village's name mentioned felt like a knife in my back. An infinity worse than Crosston.

"Truth be told, sometimes I wonder how things are going there, yes. What did you see?" I stated bluntly, wondering what on Earth could be wrong.

". . .Well, it seems Snotlout has taken the title of chief, for one. Second . . . they're in huge trouble."

"Well, Berk always comes through, no need to worry." I said, trying to push the topic to the side.

"No, Hiccup, something is definitely wrong. Listen." Hiccup, she always calls me Hicky, she's really serious.

"What is it love?"

"They've got a Night fury." Oh Gods, no.

"What are they going to do with it? We need to help it!" I yelled, worried for the wellbeing of the harmless creature.

"Let me finish."

"Sorry, continue."

"There was a child on its back. Maybe four or five summers."

"Unusual, anything else?"

"They already slaughtered the Night fury, but they are wondering what to do with the child."

"Ruthless killers. To them, it's kill first, ask questions later."

"Should we save the child? All I'm asking for is your permission." Raising a child is hard work, but, I've always wanted to be a parent. Have a person running around calling you daddy.

"Yes, we will leave in the morning. I'll help you in packing up." I said, standing up and walking back to our room, Moan in tow.

All I could think about was that poor child, my child.

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Okay, I know, it was short, but good. Better than the start of A Different Beginning. Pfft, Hicky, hahahahahahahaha! Hicky and Moan. There such a great couple. But are too lazy enjoying their live to get married.