It was morning when they finally reached Berk and it had gone over some major changes. Now that they were in the business of rescuing dragons, they had to make quite a lot of room for them and that end they began on the outskirts of the village before they touch the forest and began building upwards.

One of the statues that march the port of Berk had been completely crushed when Drago attacked and has since been replaced. However instead of a Viking statue, it was now a dragon statue and a good number of dragons were now living inside its mouth.

Since the stables were now full to capacity they had to build homes for the dragons in every which way. In fact the island now had more dragons than Vikings, you can even cross the street without running into one.

Hiccup was more than happy to give the rescued dragons the tour. "This is Berk. Your new home away from home. A stunning, one-styled, all-expense-paid dream destination."

And they were now flying over the village and despite all the reinforcements they had put into the new housing structures, they still want strong enough to support a group of gronckle which result in the house been destroyed. Despite this setback they were now flying over the feeding trough where a Scauldron eating.

"So settle in and let your worries melt away! The service here soars, the cuisine's fiery, and the locals are as colourful as you get," Hiccup continued as they fly past a Viking who had his pike roasted by a dragon and flew past Gothi who was flying on the backs of her Terrible Terrors.

"Any run of the mill paradise boasts beaches and sunshine…" said Hiccup as they flew over a bunch of Vikings that were hopping on backs dragons to get across to their homes. "…Well, not us. We've got something no one else can touch. We, my friend, have dragons. Lots—and lots—of dragons!"

Hiccup and the Goregutter then landed on a pole sticking out of a statue. The pole was turning around the statue through a complex mechanism that Hiccup had designed.

Then Vikings and dragons quickly run out of the way of the Goregutter jumped off the pole and landed on the ground. Moments later the other rescued dragons landed on the ground and Hiccup turn to face his people.

"Gang, meet our latest Berkians," Hiccup announced.

The welcoming committee then immediately approached the newly rescued dragons.

"Welcome to paradise, mate!" said a man presenting a fish to one of the dragons.

"Oh, aren't you a beauty?" said a woman stroking a dragon.

"Ah, you're welcome, you're welcome," said Snotlout and then stuffed his helmet on the head of a small boy. "I took on, like, a hundred trappers-a, a thousand trappers!"

"All with burning undies," Ruffnut snickered.

"My thick, full beard almost caught on fire," said Tuffnut.

Ruffnut rolled her eyes. "Ugh. Just, just stop."

Snotlout then approached Valka, who was strangely enough seem to have a crush on her. "So, uh, Hiccup's mom, any notes on my bone-crushing assault, or was it pretty much perfect?"

"Oh, it was… indescribable," said Valka and Snotlout failed to realise that she was being sarcastic. "And please, call me Valka. It has been a year."

Snotlout nodded and smiled. "First name basis."

Ruffnut just groaned in disgust in the background.

"I think the real hero today was Toothless, isn't that right, bud?" said Hiccup approaching Toothless and then began scratching him under the chin. "What would we do without you, oh, King of Dragons? What would we do?"

"Well, we could train a lot harder, for one," Astrid offered. "That was pretty sloppy."

"Astrid, uh, does have a point," Valka admitted as she began to remove her gauntlets. "Perhaps you all rely a little bit too much on your dragons and not enough on one another."

"See? That's exactly what I was saying," said Snotlout. "Just, listen up, guys!" He then approached Hiccup and patted him hard on the back. "Yeah, your mom's super impressed with me. I'm like the son she always wanted."

Ragnar rolled his eyes. "This coming for the guy who needed to be rescued by his own dragon, twice. I keep on telling you wearing a cape over your armour in battle is ridiculous, especially when you're jumping over cages."

It was that point that Fishmeat jumped out of Fishlegs' pouch and rushed over towards the Goregutter.

"Fishmeat!" said Fishlegs trying to stop him, but stopped when he found out that he was playing. "You found a new friend!"

Fishmeat began jumping around beneath the Goregutter excitedly and he began following his example chasing after the baby gronckle. Unfortunately he wasn't watching where he was going and swinging his tail around.

"Mind your heads!" Spitelout yelled.

A group of Vikings immediately duck just in time as the Goregutter flew over their heads. Sadly the cart containing some firewood was smashed to bits and everyone immediately backed away from the particularly large and excitable dragon.

The Goregutter was so excited that he failed to what where he was going and back into the statue with the rotating poles. The statue then collapsed on a building, causing all the dragon inhabitants to fly off and then that building slammed into more buildings like a pack of dominoes into it reached the edge of the cliff.

"Ugh!" Gobber grown as he exited out of the Forge. "What good is having the King of Dragons around if he can't keep the order?"

Hiccup looked at Toothless. "Hey, bud, do you wanna do something here, or…?"

Toothless then immediately roared at the Goregutter, and he in turn fouled respectfully to his new Alpha.

"And where do you suppose we put these ones?" Gobber asked.

"Eh, we'll make room," Hiccup assured him.

"Aah!" Gobber cried and hears wooden prosthetics slammed into Hiccup's chest knocking the wind out of him. His eyes had fallen upon the Hobgobbler, which just continue to sit there like a lump. "You brought back a Hobgobbler. They're a bad omen. We're cursed."

Hiccup laughed, it wasn't the first time that Gobber had these crazy superstitions and he doubt that this would be the last.

"Nonsense. What harm could he do?" said Valka as she picked up the Hobgobbler and examined him. "No injuries. They're all a little shaken, but otherwise healthy. Now, who's hungry?"

Later that day, Hiccup entered the great Hall which was full to the brim of both dragons and Vikings are eating. Flying overhead was a good majority of dragons, which added the constant fear whether they were going to release their load any given moment.

Hiccup was now out of his arm and was wearing his standard leather armour.

Gobber was walking beside Hiccup, try once again to convince him to limit the number of dragons staying on their little island. "Point is, you can't keep bringing dragons back here."

Gothi then flew overhead, sitting on her staff which was being being flown by her flock of Terrible Terrors, like she was some kind of witch.

"Aah!" Gobbe groaned.

"Come on, boy!" Snotlout yelled holding a plateful fish.

Snotlout too was out of his armour and was wearing his helmet which now had a pair of large goat horns. He also had a golden belt around his waist with a picture of himself engraved on it and linking his bear cape around his shoulder was a large golden chain.

"You're just asking for trouble," Gobber continued.

Hiccup quickly stopped Gobber stop as a Berkian began chasing a Scuttleclaw, who had just stolen his fish.

"No, you don't, you little thief!" he yelled.

Once they pass the continued walking.

"Those Trappers are getting closer by the day," said Gobber as he lifted the tail of a Zippleback tail so they can walk under it.

"We can handle them. We have the Alpha," said Hiccup as he took an apple. "Ain't that right, bud? Would you look at how happy they are?"

They walked past Valka and Spitelout who were having an arm wrestle. Then to Spitelout's embarrassment Valka won as his son watched.

"She's awesome," he said as his father growled angrily and Valka laughed.

"Gobber, relax," said Hiccup giving Toothless the Apple he took earlier. "We did it. The world's first dragon-Viking utopia. We made the dream a reality."

"Your dream, maybe," said Gobber as they stopped at the food bowl. "Mine's less crowded and more…" It was about moment they saw a Hobgobbler floating inside the bowl. "Aah! Sanitary."

Viking in charge of the soup then handed Gobber a bowl of it and surprisingly, he didn't wanted after finding out what had been swimming in the super who knows how long.

"Gobber, you're not fooling anybody," said Hiccup. "I know you love them."

The Hobgobbler was still floating in the bowl, but Toothless then growled at it. Then without a moment's hesitation he it immediately swam out of the bowl and scampered off.

Hiccup and Gobber then went to join Valka and the other Dragon Riders as they were eating.

"You're supposed to be the generation that leads us into the future," said Gobber as they sat down.

Just like everyone else the others were out of their armour and in the normal everyday clothes. Astrid had changed her hairstyle once again, it was now waist-length hair that she leaves down with a single long braid and long bangs swept to the left. She also had abandoned her far hood and now had a brooch on her chest that was shaped like a Deadly Nadder.

Ragnar was now wearing a metal arm guard around his right arm and a leather gauntlet over his left. He now had a small knife strapped to his belt and had a leather tunic with a embroidery holding both the Berk and Berserker crests.

Fishlegs hasn't changed that much, but now that he was out of his armour you could that he now had a tattoo over his right arm.

Ruffnut hadn't changed that much either, though she was now wearing a metal breastplate and a metal sleeve over her right arm. Tuffnut was now wearing metal shoulder pads with spikes shooting out of them and to different armbands with spikes on them on each arm and he was still pretending that his long hair was a beard.

Tuffnut currently was trying to retrieve his plate from Barf's mouth. Eventually he managed to take it back, but accidentally tossed the food straight towards Snotlout, who managed to duck in time. Snotlout smiled fiendishly at him, thinking that Tuffnut wanted to start a food fight.

"Ha-ha! Food fight!" Snotlout yelled tossing a chicken leg at him.

In no time flat the two of them began to toss food at one another.

Ruffnut was currently sitting on the table holding a tankard of mead. "Mmm, gorg-e-ousss," she said about to take a sip. However, Tuffnut then tossed a whole chicken at her and it got stuck in her Viking horns. "Watch the hair!"

Ruffnut then began to join in the food fight.

Fishlegs meanwhile was staying out of it and was busy feeding Fishmeat. For some reason he had put the baby dragon in a small chair and was feeding him with a small spoon.

"Good Fishmeat," he said.

Fishmeat then ate the food and the spoon completely.

Gobber just shook his head and a split second later food slammed into his face.

"Ugh! Thor help us," Gobber groaned as he wiped the food off his face. He then turned to both Hiccup and Astrid and pulled them towards him. "Time to stop worrying about problems out there…"

"Gobber…" Astrid groaned trying to break free.

Gobber held onto the two of them tightly. "…and start sorting out the ones right here."

Hiccup, unfortunately, found himself face-to-face with Gobber's armpit and he was finding it particularly difficult to breathe.

"Okay, okay. I-I'll think about it," said Hiccup's muffled voice.

"Hang up those saddles and get married," Gobber pleaded.

Almost immediately everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at Gobber as if he had just been struck by Thor himself.

"The "m" word," Tuffnut breathed.

"Gross," said Ruffnut. "Unless it's me."

She then tossed up high Street and her brother's face.

Gobber had eased up on the headlock that Hiccup was in and he was taking a few deep breaths.

"Start ruling like a proper royal couple," Gobber continued and then turned to Astrid and pulled Hiccup back into his armpit. "Marry him, please. You're the only one with any sense around here. With you wearing the pants, there's still hope."

"Wow!" said Astrid finally breaking free of him. "Gobber… Not awkward at all."

She then promptly let the table with her food and Gobber released Hiccup to go after her.

"Astrid, don't be like that," he said.

Ragnar then got to his feet and looked at Hiccup, who was panting for breath. "I better go make sure she doesn't kill him."

"Go," Hiccup joked.

Tuffnut then began to approach Hiccup. "Whoa. That is a definitive no. Look, if you need a beard to cry on—" Hiccup then suddenly found his face being pulled into Tuffnut's beard. "—just lean on my shoulder and you can cry into my full, thick beard."

"Oh, thank you, Tuffnut," said Hiccup's muffled voice in a sarcastic tone. "Thank you. So much."

Eret then at that moment arrived and looked quite shocked upon what he was seeing. He then promptly began to clear his throat, to let them know his presence.

"Eret, son of Eret!" said Hiccup promptly pulling himself away from Tuffnut and looked utterly relieved to see him. "What's the report?"

"Two more trapper barges spotted in the strait," Eret reported.

"So we go after them," said Hiccup simply.

He then turned and saw Gobber looking at him and didn't look entirely surprised with Hiccup's response.

"What?"

"One day, you're gonna pick a fight you can't win," Gobber warned him.