Whoop! Have a drabble drop. Random drabbles set between RTTE and HTTYD2 and even post-HTTYD2. Some are prompts some are not. Enjoy.

I wrote this before season four of RTTE came out. This ignores the volcano exploding.

Astrid found Hiccup sitting on the wooden walk outside the clubhouse. The other dragon riders had already packed up and left for Berk, leaving Dragon Edge for what was probably the last time. They had been spending less and less time on the island as each of the riders had gained new responsibilities back on Berk. Hiccup had just finished helping Gobber with modifications to the forge and his father was becoming more insistent that he stay and learn about running the village. Desperate to escape his father's lecturing, Hiccup had gathered the gang together for one last adventure.

Now he and Astrid were the only two remaining on the Island, a situation Hiccup would have taken advantage of normally. It was so hard for him to get Astrid alone on Berk around his new duties with Stoick and her new role as Head Dragon trainer. She had taken over for Hiccup once it became apparent that he just did not have the time any more.

Hiccup sat with his legs hanging over the ledge. From here he could gaze upon the sprawling cliff, along the frosty grass and down to the beach. The roof of Fishlegs' hut was visible from here. It was empty now. All the huts were.

Hiccup spun the Dragon Eye around in this hands, twisting the segments into the different arrangements. The box of lenses sat beside him. They had found so many new dragon species in the past year, but in the past few months there had been nothing. The gang had had to fly further and further out from their outpost. New islands were few and far between. Once again the group had dropped off one-by-one.

Astrid sat down beside Hiccup, legs curled beneath her as she leaned against her boyfriend.

"This isn't the end," she addressed the fear that had been growing inside of the auburn-haired Viking.

"It sure feels like it." Hiccup lay the Dragon Eye down on the deck. "We're all going our separate ways again."

"It's not the same. Things are different now." Astrid reached for Hiccup's hand. "We're not going to drift apart this time. Not the group, or me and you, but- it's time to grow up."

"I just thought there would be more time."

"Hiccup, we've got heaps of time. Just because we're all a little busy and your dad is teaching you to be Chief-"

"I don't want to be Chief, not yet." They'd had this conversation before.

"I don't think you really need to worry about that," Astrid laughed. "Stoick's not going anywhere, but we're twenty now. We're adults. It's time we had a few responsibilities, we're not kids anymore."

Hiccup let himself flop backwards, dragging Astrid with him. They lay on the deck in the early morning sun. The chill of winter was receding and there was warmth to the weak sunlight.

"I suppose we still have the dragon races," Hiccup conceded. "And we can continue working on the map from Berk."

"See," Astrid pushed herself up on one elbow. "And Stormfly and I'll continue to kick your butt in the races. This isn't the disaster you seem to think this is. It's a good thing."

Hiccup sighed. "I guess you're right.

"I'm always right," Astrid smacked Hiccup lightly on the chest. Hiccup snaked an arm around her waist and pulled Astrid tight against him.

"You know what else is a good thing?" His eyes took on a devilish gleam as he leaned his head forward and whispered in Astrid's ear. "We're the only two people on this island right now."

Astrid wrapped her legs around her boyfriend and rolled so that he was on his back and she was sitting on top, straddling his waist.

"I suppose we can put off Berk just a little while longer," Astrid murmured as she leaned down to kiss Hiccup.