Well, its chapter two and boy am I glad! We're going to pick up the pace a little bit starting with the next chapter. So, without further ado, I do not own HTTYD. I only own Tori, her parents, Blyn, and Shoo. I hope you guys enjoy the chapter!

Tori's right hand trembled a bit as she held it out with her palm facing the Night Fury. The two were quite a bit of distance from each other, she on one end of the arena and Toothless on the other. The other trainers were off to the side with their dragons to watch the first lesson unfold.

"Um…I have a question," Tuffnut whispered. "Why are we doing this? Why can't we just get Tori a dragon for her to practice on?"

"Because we need to get Tori comfortable around other dragons before we can even think of getting her one," Fishlegs quietly explained.

"Exactly," Hiccup nodded, then called out to Tori, "Okay, Tori! Are you ready?"

With a heavy gulp, she answered, "About as ready as I'll ever be."

"Good! In this lesson, there are two important things to keep in mind: first, it's never a good idea to just walk up to a wild dragon. When you hold out your hand, you do half the work and Toothless will meet you the rest of the way."

"O-okay," she nodded, taking a few cautious steps forward. With the nod of his trainer, Toothless started forward as well, though at a slow pace.

"And the other important thing is that dragons can sense your fear. So try to be as relaxed as possible," Astrid said.

Tori shuddered a bit when she stopped at the spot that Hiccup had marked down. Toothless stopped for a moment as well, and then came forward.

"That's it. You're doing good Tori," Hiccup told her. When he got a look from Astrid that read 'Is she?' He merely shrugged and replied, "Well, she isn't backing off. So we have to be doing something right."

"YEAH!" the two flinched and glared at Snotlout and Tuffnut. The Jorgenson boy clapped his hands loudly as he cheered, "WHOO! Get'em, babe!"

"Please, I can cheer louder than that!" Tuffnut elbowed him roughly before shouting on the top of his lungs, "GO TORI! YOU PET THAT DRAGON!"

Tori cringed and closed her hand as she brought it back slightly. Toothless growled at the two boys and fired a small plasma blast at their feet. Not big enough to do damage, but just enough to get them to shut up. They were off the ground in an instant, hiding behind Hookfang and Belch in an instant.

The Night Fury turned his attention back onto Tori, who had her hand pulled back the whole way and looked completely terrified. He cocked his head a little, humming a bit as he sat down. In an attempt to rekindle the small amount of bravery that she had and show that he was no real threat to her, he shakily opened his mouth and gave her a gummy smile.

"Toothless, don't do that," Hiccup groaned. "That's not really helping…"

"Actually, it kind of is," Astrid stated, gesturing to Toothless and Tori.

Hiccup's eyebrows arched as he saw that Toothless actually was helping. Tori had a small smile on her face in amusement at his own gummy grin. It dissipated just a little as she once again held her hand out, open palm and all, though it was still trembling in anticipation.

Toothless came forward once again and when he was just mere inches from her hand, he paused. The dragon gave a few curious sniffs before he closed his eyes and pressed his snout against her hand. Tori gasped a little and almost shot her hand away from the Night Fury until Hiccup said,

"No, no, no. You're doing fine, Tori. Just keep your hand there for a few more seconds."

She stood rigidly still and kept her hand planted on the Night Fury's snout for what felt like long, painful hours. But in reality, it only was five seconds.

"And…good job, Tori," she breathed out as she pulled her hand away. Toothless blinked at her with his pupils full and round and purred loudly.

"That was a good start," Hiccup applauded. "Why don't we give that another go with one of the other dragons?"

Tori shrunk back a bit, but reluctantly agreed, "O-okay…which one?"

He merely spread his arms out to the trained dragons, "You're the student. You pick."

Almost immediately, Snotlout and Tuffnut were at attention while still mounted on their dragons. Hookfang and Belch both leaned towards the girl, making her stumble back and fall to the ground.

"One dragon, ready for pettin', babe. No need to thank me," Snotlout winked at her.

"Why have one when you can have two?" Tuffnut had Barf and Belch push past Hookfang and stopped just a few inches away from Tori. Meatlug suddenly roared at the two, her eyes narrowed menacingly as if to say 'Back off!'

Tori smiled a bit, touched by the Gronkle's actions, and hesitantly reached out a hand. She knew that Meatlug was somewhat hurt when she turned her away and the dragon meant no harm at all, so she wanted to make things right. Since Toothless was the first, Tori would make sure she was the second.

Meatlug continued to hiss and growl until she felt Tori's hand make contact with the side of her head. Her pupils dilated as they went to Tori before her tail started to wag happily. Tori patted her rough, bumpy skin as she got back onto her feet.

"Wow, you are just breezing through the steps," Hiccup nodded, feeling a great spark of hope ignite within him. "This'll be easier then I-OW! What was that for?!"

Astrid crossed her arms and shrugged, "Every time you say 'this'll be easier than I thought,' everything backfires. So why don't we save that for when we actually get Tori on a dragon of her own."

As he rubbed his sore arm, Hiccup opened his mouth to protest, but then shut it. Astrid did have a point. He wasn't a passionate believer in superstition, but with a case like Tori, better to be safe than sorry. He would have to save the self-assurance for when Tori was on her own dragon…which he was hoping would be soon.


The Night Fury. The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. The proper way to train a Night Fury is to first get his or her attention, and then earn his or her trust. This can be done with the simple offering of a fish and showing the Night Fury that you mean no harm by not carrying any weapons.

Tori's eyes were in a focused haze while scanning over the information within the Book of Dragons. It was a small assignment from Hiccup to study from the book as much as she could every day. According to him, one of the best ways to face her fears was to understand them better.

So, there she sat in the Great Hall with nothing more than the book, some water, and an apple for a snack. She had only gotten through with three chapters; the Gronkle, Deadly Nadder, and Terrible Terror, and was now on the Night Fury chapter. She was so focused, she had no idea that someone had taken the seat next to her. At least, she didn't notice until the book was forcibly shut.

"Trust me, babe. There's something much better to look at. And he's sitting right next to you," Snotlout said, wrapping a beefy arm around her and nearly crushing the thin girl.

With a large gulp, Tori spoke in a well-calmed tone, "Th-that's nice, Snotlout, but I think I'll just finish my snack and head home to uh…study some more."

A curt clearing of the throat caught them both a bit by surprise, making them turn around. Stoick was looking down at the two of them, "And what exactly is going on here?"

"Uh…nothing, sir," Snotlout nervously replied, taking his arm off of Tori. The chief arched an eyebrow at him, but then shook his head, feeling that he didn't even want to know what was happening.

"Nevermind. I'm here because Hiccup told me that Tori came here. Have you seen her?"

Tori and surprisingly Snotlout's eyes widened, obviously taken aback by the question. They looked at each other from the corner of their eyes and then back at Stoick. Sheepishly, Tori raised up a hand and quietly replied, "Um…right here, chief."

It was Stoick's turn to be taken aback. He remembered Hiccup saying that she wouldn't even be recognized when he was done with her, but he didn't think it would happen that fast. Despite his son saying that Tori had made a good first start, he thought she would still be a bit more reserved. It was a true surprise that she was improving already.

"Tori! I didn't even recognize you without your hood on. Your father and I wanted to have a talk with you."

"Okay. I'm coming," Tori scooped the book up in her arms before saying, "Bye, Snotlout. See you tomorrow."

Giving the Jorgenson boy one last glance, Stoick turned and walked with the girl through the village. They walked in silence for about a moment until he asked, "So, I trust that your dragon training is going well?"

She merely shrugged and said, "About as well as it can be for me. I didn't do much today. I touched Toothless and Meatlug on the snout today. I think Hiccup's trying to get me comfortable around the dragons before we do any actual training."

He nodded, "Good. I'm glad that he's taking it easy with you. Especially after what you've been through."

Tori looked up at him, feeling completely horrified as she asked, "Does he-"

"Know? No. The only people who speak of that are your parents and Gobber. And only to each other"

She let out a sigh of relief, clutching the Book of Dragons close to her chest. The two reached the Korrinston home in no time at all and her parents were, to say the least, surprised at her new transformation.

"Oh, Tori! I can't believe you've been hiding such a pretty face for so long!" Verna gushed, nearly choking poor Tori with a tight hug. "I'm so happy that your lesson went well today."

"Me too, mother," Tori gasped out. "And trust me, you're not the only one who thinks so."

Agmund quirked an eyebrow as Verna set her down, "Oh? And what do you mean by that?"

Stoick chuckled as he patted the young girl on the back, "According to Hiccup, Tori turned quite a few heads at the academy today. Astrid had to pry Snotlout and Tuffnut off of her."

Her father's eyes flashed dangerously, "What?"

"Tori, why don't you go upstairs and study. I think Blyn would like to read along with you, too," Verna said as she gripped her husband's arm comfortably.

Blyn, even at a young age of eleven, was the bolder and more outgoing little brother of Tori's. She knew he'd been crazy about joining the academy to train a dragon of his own once he was old enough. Due to that, she felt that it was only natural that her mother would assume he'd be more than eager to study with her.

She nodded, "Okay."

So, Tori rushed upstairs and down the narrow hallway where she stopped at the end and knocked on the door before opening it, "Blyn. Can I come in?"

The young boy was laid out flat on his bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling while tossing a ball at the wall. It always bounced back onto his stomach before he threw it again. He was still awaiting his growth spurt and was currently stuck with his slight baby-fat face, sky blue eyes, and scruffy dark brown hair.

"I guess. What do you want?"

"Well…I just wanted to tell you that I started dragon training today. Hiccup gave me the Book of Dragons, so I was wondering-"

"Wait!" Blyn sat up abruptly, grunting as the ball he threw hit him on his helmet before turning to his sister. "You joined the Dragon Training Academy?"

Not by choice, she thought somewhat bitterly to herself, but nodded, "Yes. I was wondering if you'd like to study the book with me. I know you want to be a dragon trainer too, so-"

"Are you kidding? Yes!" Blyn grinned as he pulled his sister by her sleeve to his bed. He laid on his stomach, his chin resting in his hands as he awaited his sister to read from the book. She sat on the bed and flipped through the pages, stopping on a new dragon for them both to learn about.

"The Scauldron. This colossal Tidal Class dragon drinks water constantly, heating it up to dangerous temperatures in its cauldron-like stomach and uses it to spray its enemies with hot, and often fatal, torrents of water. To train a Scauldron, it is best to bring fish (or smell like one) or even cover yourself in sea water. Basically, do anything that reminds them of their home in the sea."


So, for the next few days, it was a bit of a familiar routine for Tori. Fish, train, chores, study, sleep, repeat. She actually had to admit that she was getting more and more comfortable with the dragons. Although, she had to admit that there were only a few that she truly trusted: Toothless, Meatlug, and Stormfly. She didn't really hold anything against Hookfang and Barf and Belch, but that couldn't be said about their riders.

This went on like that for quite a few days and after about five days, Hiccup thought he would try something a little more advanced.

"Okay, Tori. You're really improving," he said as he brought out two fish from a basket. In order to distance herself from Tuffnut and Snotlout, Tori had decided that it would be best to stick near either Astrid or Toothless. In this case, she was sitting cross-legged on the ground, scratching Toothless behind his ear plates while he purred in content. "I thought that today we could turn it up a notch. You've gotten used to being around dragons and now comes the next step: bonding with dragons. Now the most basic form of bonding is feeding the dragons. Why don't you try feeding Toothless?"

He tossed the fish to her, which she did by their cold, dead tails. Tori reached into her pocket and pulled out a little jar, dabbing some sort of brown liquid with green specks over the fish. Hiccup raised an eyebrow as she put it away and said, "Okay, ready."

"Um…okay. What exactly was that stuff and why did you put it on the fish?"

"Oh, this is a little something I came up with a few weeks ago. Sometimes the dragons in town would try to steal fish from my wagon and then fight for it. I thought I could use some Dragon Nip on the fish to help calm them down. The brown stuff is a little marinade made from chicken fat, mutton juice, and a mix of some herbs to add flavor," she explained as she held a fish out to Toothless. He gave a few interested sniffs before taking the fish in his teeth and swallowing it whole. It wasn't until a few seconds after that his head fell to the ground, purring even louder in bliss. "Unfortunately, even though it kept them from fighting, it only made them want more fish."

"That's incredible!" Fishlegs gasped excitedly. "Hiccup, do you know how much that would decrease fighting among the dragons in town?"

"That's just what I was thinking, Fishlegs," he nodded. "And just think: these fish could help us tame and train some of the more dangerous dragons. Like Whispering Deaths or even Changewings. This is ingenious, Tori!"

Her cheeks tinted a bit red, but couldn't help but smile a little at the praise, "It's really nothing. I help my mom cook a lot, so that helped me do that."

"Well, I think it's a great idea. Good job, babe," Snotlout slid next to her, slipping his arm around her in a way that was very uncomfortable to Tori.

"Hookfang!" she called out, making the slumbering Monstrous Nightmare perk up immediately. His attention was especially drawn when she held up the other seasoned fish. "Salmon. It's all yours if you get Snotlout off of me."

Before Snotlout could get out the word "huh?", Hookfang had his trousers in his jaws before tossing him into the water trough. He turned around and stomped his feet lightly on the ground, eager to get his treat. Tori tossed the other fish into the air, where Hookfang snapped at it and swallowed it whole. He slumped onto the ground, peacefully rumbling at his full stomach.

Astrid smirked, "What do you know? Those fish have a dual purpose."


It was pure black at midnight on the isle of Berk. The dragons were surprisingly deep and quiet in their sleep in town and the waves were gently throwing themselves at the wooden docks down below. A dark shadow stealthily moved across the docks. This was the shadow of a person, who appeared to be carrying a large box over to one of the ships. It looked around, seeing if anyone had followed. When it was satisfied, it jumped onto the ship and set the box next to the mast before fleeing into the night.


Tori yawned and stretched her arms as she lazily walked down to the docks. Getting an earlier start was often hard, but she had gotten quite used to the routine by now. After gathering the necessary equipment; worms, some fish for snacking, nets, and a pole, she felt she was ready to go. She jumped onto her small ship and yelped as she tripped and ran right into the mast. As she rubbed her head and winced in pain, she was startled to hear very faint squeaking and scratching noises.

She looked down and saw that there was a box just sitting there. There was no recollection of bringing or forgetting a box, so she assumed that she didn't put it there. She jumped back when the box shook a little, giving out the same squeaks and scratches. Tori gulped and slightly lifted the lid, peeking inside only to be thrown back as a little violet shot out of the box and at her chest.

After shaking her head to clear the haze of the attack, Tori's eyes widened in slight fear. A Terrible Terror sniffed at her, catching the scent of fish in the air and eagerly searching for it. He was dark purple in color, with black horns and highlights along his spine and tail. He had a pure white belly and little black, razor sharp claws.

"AHH!" she screamed, pushing herself back and knocking the Terrible Terror off her. He squeaked out in protest, picking himself up and shaking off the fall before looking back at her with large yellow eyes.

"G-go on, now. Shoo," Tori waved her hands lightly at the Terrible Terror. He let out a small roar as he stumbled back a bit, but did not go away. Instead, he came a bit closer and gave out little chirps of interest.

He stood up on his hind legs and growled out loudly, making the same shooing motion with his front paws. He squeaked out loudly as he fell onto his back, squirming a bit as he got back onto his feet. He shook himself off much like a wet dog before looking back up at her. He flew up and perched himself on her shoulder, letting out a series of musical clicks and chirps as he rubbed himself against her.

Tori shuddered a bit, but willed herself to remain calm. Perhaps this was a test set up by Hiccup to test her skills with her training. So, she took in a shaky breath before holding her hand out towards the dragon. The Terror stopped his song as he looked at it, but instead of pressing his snout against it, he lifted it and let it run along his back as he growled out in content.

"I guess…I guess you're gonna stick around from now on, huh?" she asked him as she plucked him off of her shoulder. He squirmed a little, flailing his limbs as he gleefully squeaked and growled. "I…suppose I should give you a name then."

The Terrible Terror merely chirped, using his paws to 'shoo' at her, making her actually crack a smile at how adorable it was, "How about Shoo?"

He blinked and cocked his head while his forked tongue drooped out before shooting right back out. He squirmed out of her grip as he climbed back onto his trainer's shoulder and resumed his song. Tori shrugged, figuring that he liked his new name.


OHHH! So many questions! What did happen to Tori? Is that why she's so afraid of the dragons? Who left that box on Tori's boat? Will she and Shoo stay good friends? And will Hookfang ever get tired of throwing Snotlout into the water trough?

…Okay, that last question is kind of obvious. But stay tuned to find out the answer to the other four questions. Have a nice day!