Hi, this is ArcherWriter, and this is one of my first fanfics so its a little sloppy so constructive criticism is welcomed, but no flames. Anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Httyd

I woke up to the sun in my face as it rose up into the sky. I blinked my eyes before looking down and seeing Gale, one of our Terrible Terrors, asleep on my chest while Rainbow, our other Terrible Terror, slept at the foot of the bed. I gently picked up Gale and put her in the bed before getting up and heading down stairs.

I was the first one up so I decided to get breakfast started. I went out side to collect a few eggs before starting. As I fixed breakfast I couldn't help but wonder about my dream school, the School of Dragons. Since my parents are farmers we didn't have the money for me to enroll. Plus I was needed on the farm. That didn't stop me from dreaming.

The sound of my parents coming into the kitchen awoke me from my thoughts. My dad was very tall and muscular like any typical Viking. He had greyimg black hair and beard which was combed sloppily into a leather bind. He wore his usual work clothes which included a red sleeveless shirt, dark leather pants, a black fur sash that was tucked into his dark brown belt. On his writs he wore leather wrist bands and some dull brown fur boats. From the neck down he look anyone else from Berk. His eyes, however, were very unusual. He had a mixture of black, blue, green, and grey all in one which looked very unique.

He walked up beside me and kissed the top of my head before sitting at the table. "Good morn'n Val." I looked up from my cooking, meeting his smiling face in which I returned. "Morning Dad." I then saw my mom walk in still looking sleepy but still smiling. She was very beautiful for a Viking. She was thin but not too thin, she was muscled and athletic. She had blonde hair tied back but she still looked stunning. Her eyes were a blueish green and she wore a dark purple underdress with a leather dress over it. She wore brown leggings and fur boats.

She walked towards me and started helping me cook. "I'll finish breakfast while you feed the dragons." I nodded and went to our fish basket grabbing some fish and went outside. We have five dragons; Rainbow and Gale our Terrible Terrors, a Speed Stinger called Sting, my dad's dragon, which is a Montrous Nightmare called Flamewing, and my older brother's dragon, a Deadly Nadder, called Strongbeak.

Most of our dragons were abanded when they were young so we took them in. My mom doesn't really ride dragons too often so she never got one, but my dad needed some extra help on the farm and my brother is training for the Berk Guard so he bonded with a Nadder and both are becoming great warriors.

I feed the dragons and give them both a good scratching before heading back in. As I enter the house the smell of eggs and mutton fill my nostrils. "Breakfast is ready." My mom says as she hands us our plates and heading back to the table. I see older brother, Tyrick sitting at the table with his axe strapped around his seat. He looked just like my dad except he had my mom's thin figure. He can still be pretty lethle despite this.

I sat down across from my dad and started eating. Half through the meal my dad cleared his throat before he began to speak. "Val do what today is?" He looked at me as I stopped eating to give him a confused look. He continued. "Today the boats will be leaving for the school." I looked down at my mutton and gave a slight front in response. "Well I was wondering because I talked to the chief the other day and he is allowing you to go to the School of Dragons for free."

I dropped my spoon at the news and looked at my dad in surprise and disbelief. "What?!" Both my parents smiled proudly at me. "Oh my Thor this is so exciting!" I jumped up from the table scaring both Sting and Rainbow from their lazy nap. "Wait doesn't the boat for the school leave at noon." I asked my excitement subsiding. "Yes so you better start packing." My mom said enthusiastically. I yelled with happiness as I hurried upstairs to start packing.