It had been a long day. First we spent the early hours of the morning looking for Trader Johann, then Hiccup decides to look for him himself and then we find out what we were looking for was on an island my rider and the others called Breakneck Bog.

It was bad enough we had to go there on our own, but it got worse when those little scavengers stole the chest Hiccup was carrying that was supposed to have a gift from his mother in it. We managed to get it back and get back to Berk in one piece.

I swear, I love my rider, but sometimes he really has a way of getting into trouble that would make new born hatchlings look well behaved. Now as I was standing here watching them, I just hoped it was all worth it.

As Hiccup opened the chest, I saw what was inside. At first I was disappointed. It was just a toy, but as I looked at Hiccup's expression and listened to him, I felt guilty thinking the way I did. I wanted to apologize but there was no way he would understand me. All I could do was listen and learn how much this must mean to him.

"I remember this." Hiccup breathed.

"Aye, you should. Your mother made that for you when you were just a baby." Stoick explained putting his hand around his shoulder. "Scared you half to death, you didn't sleep for a week."

"What, I was afraid of dragons?" Hiccup asked in calm surprise.

Even I was a little shocked, I never would have guessed that my Hiccup would have been afraid of dragons after everything he has done for me and the other dragons here on Berk.

"Oh, ho, terrified." Stoick chuckled. "One day we were out fishing and you threw that thing into the sea."

"How did you find it?" Hiccup asked.

"Well, it showed up in a fishing net. Trader Johann got in trade and contacted me." Stoick explained.

"I was so little when Mom, you know." Hiccup said sadly. "I was starting to get afraid that I'd forget her. But now, I love it."

"Oh, Hiccup, it would make your mother very, very happy to finally hear that." Stoick said smiling.

I looked back at the little dragon shaped toy again. I now understood, this little thing meant a great deal to my rider because it was from his mother. I continued to watch him with soft loving eyes. I walked with him to his room and watched him put on the head of his bed.

I nudged him and gestured for him to get in the saddle. His smile told me he was more than happy to. We spent a couple of hours into the night flying. When I could sense that Hiccup was getting tired, I turned around and flew back to the house. I helped Hiccup climb into bed and pulled the blanket over him. He looked at me, smiling with his loving emerald green eyes and went to sleep.

As I settled down on my own bed, my thoughts started to drift to my own mother. I suddenly found myself very jealous of Hiccup. His mother was at least there for him at some point in his life, but mine hated me and tried to kill me before I even learned how to fly. I slapped myself for having those jealous thoughts. My mother was gone now and I finally had someone to care about, someone to love, and I was never going to let him go.