Year Three:
Dagur was now eight years old. Hiccup was three years old. That meant that they could probably carry an actual conversation and he could teach Hiccup things.
When the Berserker ships arrived at Berk. The island was being attacked by dragons. Once the ships were properly docked, the Berserkers were already headed up to the village to help fight the dragons.
Dagur himself, ran to the forge, hoping that Hiccup would be there. He had to protect the younger boy from the evil dragons.
When he reached the forge, he saw Gobber sharpening a sword and Hiccup sitting in a corner with his knees to his chest and his head buried in the middle. Dagur ran over to the little boy and knelt down in front of him.
"It's okay," Dagur stated. "Our dads will kill the bad dragons."
Hiccup looked up at Dagur with tears in his eyes. His chin was bleeding.
Dagur turned and looked at Gobber. "What happened to Hiccup?" he demanded.
"Dragon got into the forge," Gobber answered as he pounded an axe.
The Berserker boy turned and looked back at his secret brother. He ripped off a piece of his tunic and held it to Hiccup's chin.
"This will stop the bleeding," he promised. "Don't worry you'll be okay. Nothing bad is going to happen to you."
"Dragons are bad," Hiccup stated with a steel-like voice.
"Yes they are," Dagur agreed. "Some day, we'll get out there and kill them together."
Hiccup nodded, liking the idea. "Okay."
Soon the battle was over. Dragon carcasses and blood was scattered all over the village. Dagur and Hiccup walked out of the forge and took in the messy sight. In the middle of it all stood the two chiefs discussing.
"I'm sorry you weren't properly greeted, Osvald" Stoick apologized. "Dragon attacks are becoming more frequent."
"That quite alright, Stoick. You can't control the dragons," Osvald stated.
The two boys walked over their fathers. Hiccup was holding the ripped fabric Dagur had used to stop his chin from bleeding even more, in his hand. Dagur was keeping a protective hand on the little boy's shoulder.
Stoick looked over at the boys. When he saw Hiccup with a cut on his face, he rushed over and picked him up.
"What happened?" Stoick asked looking at both boys.
"Bad dragon got into the forge and hit me with its paw," Hiccup explained. "I'm fine now. Dagur stopped the bleeding."
Hiccup showed Stoick the bloody piece of fabric.
Stoick set Hiccup back on to the ground. "Go find Bianca Hofferson, son. Have her take a look at that cut."
Hiccup nodded obediently and wandered off. Dagur was closely behind him.
Hiccup sat in a chair inside the Hofferson household with Dagur standing right next to him. Bianca Hofferson was cleaning the cut on the three year old boy's chin, quietly scolding him for letting a dragon get close enough to hurt him.
Meanwhile her three year old daughter was standing nearby, watching her mother. The whole time, she kept asking questions.
Dagur paid the little girl no attention, he was more focused on getting his brother out there as soon as the woman was done. They had to make up for lost time.
Dagur and Hiccup stood on one of the many cliffs that looked out over the ocean. Dagur watch teaching the three year old how to throw.
"You pull your arm back and when you're ready to throw the rock, you thrust your arm forward and let go," Dagur instructed.
Hiccup picked up a small pebble and did as Dagur told him. The pebble went flying through air and landed the edge of the cliff
"When you're bigger you'll be able to throw farther," Dagur promised.
Year Four:
When Dagur and Osvald arrived at Berk, Stoick was there to greet them, but Hiccup was no where in sight.
As soon as they were off the ship the nine year old looked up at Stoick and asked, "Where's Hiccup?"
"With Gobber," Stoick answered.
Dagur went off running, but stopped when he heard his father begin to talk about his recent changes.
"His Berserker tendencies are starting to show. He's also taken to carrying a small dagger with him everywhere he goes," Osvald explained. "Don't worry, I confiscated it from him before we got here. I don't want anymore harm coming to Hiccup."
Dagur didn't stay to hear what Stoick had to say. He wanted to go see Hiccup. He had a full day planned out.
When the Berserker boy reached the forge, he found Gobber pounding away at sword and Hiccup sitting at a table, drawing.
"Hiccup," Dagur said gleefully getting the younger boy's attention.
Hiccup turned to face the older boy and grinned. "Dagur."
The boy jumped down from his chair and headed in Dagur's direction, only to be pulled back by Gobber.
"Oh no you don't little one," the blacksmith stated. "You're to stay here."
"Why?" Hiccup complained as he struggled to get free.
"Your father's orders. If you want to play with Dagur, you're going to do it where I can keep an eye on you," Gobber explained.
Hiccup stopped struggling and slumped his shoulders in defeat. "Okay."
Gobber let go of Hiccup's tunic. "Don't wander off."
Hiccup nodded. "We won't."
"Smart boy," Gobber said.
The two boys played outside the forge. They played games like Viking verus Dragon, tag, hide-and-seek and Guess That Weapon.
After awhile Hiccup went back into the forge to talk to Gobber.
"Can we go swimming?" Hiccup asked.
While sharpening an axe, Gobber shook his head. "No. You don't even know how to swim."
"Dagur will teach me," Hiccup stated.
"The answer is, no. If something were to happen to you, your father would never forgive me," the blacksmith explained.
Hiccup pouted and hung his head. "Okay."
The four year old walked back out of the forge and sat down on the ground. Dagur sat down next to him.
"It's okay Hiccup," Dagur consoled. "We can go swimming next year."
Hiccup nodded. "Okay."
"Hey I have an idea," Dagur grinned. "How about we find you a weapon of your own. You need something to protect yourself with."
"Don't fill his head with ideas, Dagur," Stoick said as he walked over to the two boys. "He's much to young to have a weapon of his own."
"Snotlout and Astrid have weapons, so does Fishlegs," Hiccup complained, looking up at his father. "Even the twins have a weapon."
"We will discuss this later. But right now it's time for the signing of the Peace Treaty and supper," Stoick said before turning to walk away.
The two boys stood and followed Stoick to the Great Hall.
Year Five:
Dagur and Hiccup stood ankle-deep in the surf on the beach. Hiccup had been placed with the responsibility to keep Dagur away from the village while they were making repairs from the most recent dragon attack.
"Do you know how to swim yet?" the ten year old Berserker asked.
Hiccup shook his head, "Dad won't teach. He says I'm to small."
Dagur flashed Hiccup a mad grin. "I'll teach how to swim."
Hiccup eyes widen as he smiled. "Awesome."
The older boy grabbed Hiccup by the wrist and pulled him further into the water. He continued to pull the five year old until he couldn't touch the ocean floor.
"We're to far out Dagur," Hiccup stated as he tried to touch the ocean floor.
Dagur let go of Hiccup's wrist. "Swim back then."
Hiccup tried to keep his head above the water, but failed. He began to sink. When he tried to push himself back up, Dagur held him down.
For the next ten minutes, Dagur would pull Hiccup back up. But as soon the younger boy got his lungs full of air Dagur shoved him back under. Before ten year old had a chance to shove Hiccup back under, Hiccup managed to kick the older boy in the chest and get away.
Hiccup looked at the beach. He knew that the quickest way to get there was to swim, so he did exactly that. He started to kicked the water and move his arms in a circular motion. He had no idea how he knew that he need to do that did that. He just simply did it.
Dagur watched as his secret brother started to swim toward the beach. Once Hiccup was on shore, Dagur swam after him. But by the time he got to the shore, Hiccup was running toward the docks. The ten year old ran after him.
When Dagur finally caught up with Hiccup. The younger boy was in the forge, hiding behind Gobber, but not very well.
"There you are, Hiccup. Why did you run?" Dagur asked.
Hiccup stared at Dagur as if he was a murderer, then ran into the back room of the forge. Dagur made a move to go after him, but Gobber got in the way.
"Go find your father, Dagur," the blacksmith said.
"What did Hiccup tell you?" Dagur asked.
"He hasn't told me anything yet, but the look in his eyes tell me that something bad happened," Gobber answered. "Now go find your father."
A few hours later Hiccup had calmed down enough to tell Gobber what happened. Gobber relayed the information to the two chiefs.
Dagur was now stuck by Osvald's side for the duration of the visit. Meanwhile, Hiccup sat in the forge, happily drawing and talking with Gobber.
