Goodbye

Over the next 2 days, everyone had heard of the suicide of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III. Their immediate reaction was shock, then washed over by grief and finally guilt. They had driven him to this point. It was all their fault that he was gone. No one felt guiltier than Stoick, Gobber, Astrid, Snotlout, Ruff, Tuff, and Fishlegs. They were supposed to be there for him and he had no one. Everyone was gathered in the Meat Hall to honor the fallen. Everyone had a letter addressed to them. They read it aloud.

To dad…

Or should I even call you that anymore? I probably shouldn't, you were never there for me anyway. I know you'll probably never read this because you'll be too busy with your duties as chief to ever pay attention to me. But in case you do read it, I want you to know that I will end my life. I know what you think about me. I know that you think I'm a worthless and pathetic and useless excuse of a son. I'm not the son you wanted. Don't worry, you'll never bear the burden of me on your shoulders again. I have lived my life every day in complete agony and have constantly been shunned, looked down, and stepped on ever since mom died. I know you blame me for her death, I heard that talk you had with Gobber that day, and I don't blame you. Seeing myself as a screw up it was plain to see that it was my fault. But you had the easy part of coping with her death. She died fighting a monstrous nightmare monstrous nightmare, and watched her die. I ran to her side when the dragon flew off, but she was gone. I don't think you fully understand what I had to go through every day. Everywhere I looked people shunned and shoved me around. I always skip breakfast, lunch and dinner, just so I don't have to see the teens. I always ate outside of the trash in the back of the hall. But there was barely anything in there. So I did starve, but it didn't matter, you never bothered to check anyway. I gave up on the hope of ever being loved. The only emotions I feel are pain and suffering. I have decided to end all of it. Don't hesitate to take Snotlout as he next heir to the throne, but I knew you were going to do that anyway. And don't worry about me. Mom will take care of me.

I bid farewell to you forever...father.

Hiccup the Useless

Stoick had finished and tears were already pouring down his cheeks, and into his beard. He didn't bother to wipe them. Gobber went next.

To Gobber,

I hope you'll miss me just as much as I am going to miss you. I just wanted to say thank you, you were always like a father to me. You were the only one, besides my mother, who made me feel like I actually mattered. You were always their when I need someone to talk to. And I'm sorry that I was kind of dumped on you, but you taught me things that my father never taught me.

Stoick mentally hit himself, Hiccup, his own son, was fonder of Gobber than him. He was that bad a father, he considered Gobber a real father than him,

Sorry that I was kind of dumped on you, you had no choice to be the go-between for us. I hope you'll find a better blacksmith apprentice.

Goodbye Gobber

Hiccup the Worst blacksmith in the world.

Gobber has small stray tears falling down his dirty cheeks. He never intended this to happen. He now was wondering if he would still be here if he hadn't called him useless.

Astrid…

I have decided that it's time for me to say goodbye. I wanted to say thank you for being my friend when we were little. Even though you were just like all the others that left me when we became teens. But I don't blame you, I was a nothing but a terrible terror gnawing at your shield. I'm going to do you all a favor by leaving, because I'm nothing but a disease and a mistake. At least you didn't make fun of me when the others did, I thank you for that. I know why you left me all those years ago, you were afraid.

Astrid flinched back in shock, Afraid? She questioned inside her head as the word was strange to her.

You were afraid that I would damage your goody, perfectionist reputation. The almighty powerful, perfection crazed, and violent Astrid Hofferson. I know you're not going to cry when you find out the good news. I don't belong in this world, never have and never will. Everyone, especially you are better off without me. And…even though you don't…I still love you.

Goodbye Astrid,

Hiccup the disease.

Astrid wasn't one to cry but, this one tear had escaped her eye. Everyone saw, but she didn't care. She lost her one and true love, she felt the same, now she'll never to able to tell him. "You weren't a disease…" she whispered to the thin air. His words stuck to her heart like bees and honey. She tried to shake the words away but they hit her guilt harder and harder each time.

Snotlout…

Where can I even start? Well I never really considered you family. I used it think that you of all people would stick by me when we were older. That thought was quickly destroyed when the twins threw me into a boat and pushed me out to sea, and you did nothing but sat there, watched and laughed.

Snotlout paused at this, he remembered that day…he didn't want to get in trouble so he said it was the end of the letter.

"Keep reading it boy" said Stoick

"No that's the end of it!" shouted Snotlout. Stoick yanked the letter out of his hand and continued to read it.

I can't believe my own cousin, the one I was supposed to look up when dad didn't want me hated me. Usually I never care, but when it comes to you I can't. I'm never good enough, strong enough, I have never been a good enough person for you, but now, I hope you find greatness somewhere in life. Just remember one thing, words can kill too…just like the day I died, everyone called me useless, you, Gobber, even my own father. But you were right about one thing, I am a coward, I never stood up to anyone.

Goodbye

Hiccup the Coward.

Snotlout looked down in shame, he didn't know he put Hiccup through so much pain. Now he felt bad for saying those words to him. If he knew that was the day he would leave, then he never would have said those words. Now he is thinking of all the fun times they had together. When Hiccup was smaller, and before his mother died, they were baking bread in the house, but something went wrong. And they had to start all over, that was a fun day. I think all the bullying started after his mother died…damn it…I'm sorry Hiccup. I wish I treated you with more respect. Fishlegs had been waiting there and listening to all the letters. He felt like a fool for everything, but it was his turn to read.

Fishlegs,

remember when we were both seven years old and we always went to the bay and we built tiny sailboats? Then we tried to see which one would make it across, but no matter what happened it always sank? Well I do…and I miss those days, a lot. Those were the good days, when popularity, looks, and skills didn't matter. I do hope you're finding happiness among the "popular" people. I really don't blame you for leaving me, frankly everyone did, and I do not blame them…not even for a second. Just promise me you'll never shun anyone else again. It hurts to be ignored…it really does. I have to go now I can hear my father coming up the hill. I'll be watching over everyone, and please let my memories live on in you.

Goodbye

Your lost friend

Hiccup

Fishlegs did indeed remember all the fun times he had with Hiccup…looking back…he really did miss it.

The twins didn't get any letters, probably because they were too stupid, or Hiccup didn't have enough time to write them. Everyone hoped it was the 1st one. The twins still felt guilty for helping Snotlout make fun of him for all those years. Especially Astrid, she just watched, she could have done something to help. But she didn't do anything to help, Hiccup was right. She didn't help because she was afraid of being looked at differently, she was afraid of staining her perfect reputation. But now nothing matters, everyone is ashamed of her. The girl who was supposed to be fearless yet helping, didn't help the boy that needed it the most. I'm sorry…she kept saying in her head.

"Stoick…it's time." Said Gobber. It was time for the funeral.