Keep in mind that this is after HTTYD, and before Gift of the Night Fury, so the genders of the dragons aren't specified yet…

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"Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!" yelled Bucket.

"What is it Bucket?" asked Hiccup.

"It's—It's—It's—It's—" Bucket stuttered.

"Oh come on, say it already!" said Mulch.

Bucket gulped, "It's…a dragon!" he cried, crouching behind Toothless.

Hiccup tried to hide his laughter, "You know you're sitting right next to one, right?" he asked.

Bucket looked at Toothless, "That's a dragon? It doesn't even look scary," he said, clearly confused.

Toothless narrowed his eyes and pinned Bucket underneath him, "Okay...it's a dragon," said Bucket, as Toothless' growling ceased.

Some surrounding Viking's laughed at the poor man's stupidity. Bucket looked down in shame, "I don't even know what I'm doing anymore…" he mumbled sadly.

Hiccup gave him a look of sympathy, "It's not your fault Bucket," he said, "Now, what were you saying again? Something about a dragon?" he asked.

Bucket sniffed, "D-D-Dragon?" he asked.

Hiccup raised his eyebrows, "…Weren't you telling us something about a dragon just now?" he asked.

"I don't remember!" Bucket sobbed as he ran away.

"That was…unusual," said Snotlout.

"Just forget about it, let's go! This is so boring!" said Ruffnut.

"Yeah! Let's go blow something up!" agreed Tuffnut, just as a loud crash, followed by very loud shouts, echoed through Berk.

The twins groaned in unison, "No fair! We never get to have any fun," mumbled Tuffnut.

Hiccup sighed, "I'd better see what's going on," he said.

"We're going with you," said Astrid.

"We are?" asked the twins.

Astrid sighed, "Yes," she said.

"Thanks guys," said Hiccup as he mounted Toothless, taking off.

"Come on, boy!" cooed Fishlegs, getting on the back of his Gronkle.

"Let's go, girl!" said Astrid.

The twins and Snotlout eventually got on their dragons and joined the other teens in the sky. As they flew towards their destination, Hiccup said, "So how long are you guys going to keep calling your dragons 'it'?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" asked Snotlout.

Hiccup inhaled, "What I mean is…if you want to have a close bond with your dragon, you have to give it a name," he explained.

"Ohhhhhh!" exclaimed the twins.

"Yeah…no, I still don't get it," mumbled Tuffnut.

"Idiot…" muttered Ruffnut, leaning on her Zippleback…accidentally releasing gas.

Tuffnut coughed, "Ugh! Make your head quit barfing its gas all over me," he said, pulling back a little.

Ruffnut started to turn green, "How do you make it stop?!" she moaned, covering her mouth.

Tuffnut looked around for an idea, pulling the horns of his Zippleback back furthur, causing it to release sparks. The explosion sent the twins flying off their Zippleback—Tuffnut landed on Snotlout's Monstrous Nightmare, and Ruffnut landed behind Astrid.

"Are you guys okay?" asked Hiccup.

Ruffnut blinked, "That…was…AWESOME!" she cheered, pumping her fists in the air.

"Yeah!" agreed Tuffnut.

"Barf is so cool," said Ruffnut dreamily.

Tuffnut paused, "Barf? No way! His name is Belch!" he said.

"What?! No way! What type of name is that?" asked Ruffnut.

"A perfect one," said Tuffnut, "That's the sound he makes when he releases well…whatever he releases," he said.

"No way!" said Ruffnut.

"Yes way!" argued Tuffnut.

Hiccup rubbed his forehead, "You guys," he said, "There's two heads, so you could name your dragon Barf and Belch," he said.

The twins gave him a blank stare, causing Hiccup to squirm a little. The twins blinked their eyes and said, "Barf AND Belch?" they said, pausing for a moment, "…It's…perfect!" the cheered, jumping back onto their Zippleback and speeding off.

The four teens stared at them, "Okay, what just happened?" asked Fishlegs.

"I think the twins just named their dragon," uttered Astrid in disbelief.

"You've got to be kidding me," groaned Snotlout.

Suddenly, the teens heard a very loud—and annoyed—yell, causing them to whip their heads in that direction.

"We should probably go check that out," said Hiccup, frowning a little.

Astrid pushed Hiccup's actions off to the side and said, "Let's go!" she said, taking the lead, with everyone—including the twins—following closely behind.

"Get away from me, you monster!" someone yelled.

Hiccup and the teens landed in front of the supposed home, but nothing seemed to be wrong. Hiccup walked up to the door and gently knocked on it—a burly Viking man opened the door, a large frown upon his face.

"What do you want?" he said, glancing at the small teen in front of him.

Hiccup cleared his throat, "Umm…well you see, we—head..I mean heard a noise…and ..umm," he stuttered.

Astrid walked forwards, "Sir, we heard some yelling and some strange noises coming from here, and we wanted to make sure that everything was okay," she said.

The Viking huffed, "There's no problem here," he said, "But if you're looking for trouble, there's some right over there," he said, pointing to the weaponry.

"Oh Gods," said Hiccup, running off—Toothless hot on his trails.

Astrid's eyes went wide as she spotted the building, "Excuse us…and thank you sir," she said politely, sprinting after Hiccup.

The twins exchanged looks of awe, then quickly followed Astrid. Fishlegs and Snotlout turned around to see what all the fuss was about, their jaws almost hitting the ground.

The weaponry had been set ablaze, the forge looking like it would be next on the agenda. Stoick had also caught sight of the mess and charged up to the teens, "What in the blazes is going on!" he yelled.

"It was that dragon!" yelled a Viking, pointing at a Terrible Terror.

Everyone looked at said dragon, who seemed to be trying to slink away unnoticed. Ruffnut walked forward and tried to pick it up, but it only caused the dragon to shoot out a blast of fire out of pure fear—which unfortunately hit Tuffnut's helmet.

"Arg! Make it stop!" yelled Tuffnut, dunking his head in the closest source of water.

Hiccup looked at the shaking dragon in front of him and scanned the crowd. His eyes lit up as he caught the eye of an equally frightened—and very skinny—child, who looked like he was about five years old. Hiccup walked forwards and bent down, "Did you touch that dragon?" Hiccup asked in the softest voice he could muster.

The child wouldn't meet his eyes, so Hiccup had to kneel down…but before Hiccup could ask his question again, the child broke down, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I just…I just wanted to see what a dragon felt like…" he confessed.

His parents looked ashamed, "Gunthar!" they yelled, "Go home, you've caused enough trouble for one day—in fact, you've caused enough trouble for an entire month," they scowled. Gunthar gulped loudly and nodded, quickly scurrying back into his home. Hiccup glared at the parents as he stood up, "It was just an accident everyone," he said, "No big deal."

"No…" said Snotlout, "Except that all the weapons are melted, and the building is still on fire!" he yelled.

"Thank you, Snotlout," said Hiccup sarcastically.

"You're welcome," said Snotlout, completely oblivious to Hiccup's sarcasm.

"Men!" yelled Stoick, "Get this fire out, now!" he commanded.

"Yes Chief!" they yelled.

Stoick sighed and walked away from the commotion, massaging his forehead. Hiccup ran beside him and said, "Dad? Who was that?" he asked.

Stoick sighed, "The Geirr's son?" he asked.

"…Sure?" Hiccup replied.

"Yup, that's him…Gunthar Geirr" said Stoick.

Hiccup sighed, "Okay...see you later dad," he said.

"Where are you going?" asked Stoick.

"Somewhere," said Hiccup, running off.

Stoick shrugged his shoulders and didn't think about it that much. After all, this was Hiccup we were talking about, no need to worry…right?

Let the naming of the dragons begin!

*Barf&Belch

Stormfly

Hookfang

Meatlug

Next Chapter:

-The teens get split up into different groups to help the other Viking's out with the dragons

Group 1) They will be helping the village with calming the dragons down, and making sure that they don't cause any more trouble/destruction

Group 2) They will be teaching the Viking adults about dragons, how to care for them, how to bond,h and how to ride them

Group 3) They will be teaching the Viking children how to act around dragons, and also how to "bond" with them

~Which teen(s) do you think fits in which group?