Author's Note

Hey guys! So I recently watched HTTYD 2 again and I felt the need to write a moment where Hiccup got to be alone to let go of his grief. This takes place shortly after Hiccup becomes chief and everyone is happy to see their dragons back.

Hiccup couldn't take it anymore. He quietly slipped away from the cheers and happy reunions of the dragons and their riders.

He wandered inside his house and took a shaky breath. His eyes scanned the room, and memories came flooding back. The chair his father would always sit in, now empty. Countless memories went through his mind of his whole life that happened here, always with his father there.

But he's gone.

Hiccup turned his head away, trembling with sadness. He started up the stairs to go to his room, but then stopped at his father's.

Slowly, he pushed the door open and took a moment to take it in.

It was like he never left. His axes, chiefly papers, boots and other stuff covered his room.

His father.

His father...

His father was... dead.

Hiccup sank to his knees.

He would never hug his father again, never hear his booming voice, never have the complete the family he was supposed to have-

Hiccup realized he was crying. He wiped a tear from his face and laid his head against the end of his father's bed.

He's the chief. That was always his dad's thing. He took care of the dragons and his father took care of the people. He was so good at it, such an amazing chief. Always good with the speeches, the organizations... He couldn't do all that. His father was brave, strong, fearless, and so selfless.

He wasn't any of those things. He couldn't be as good as him, but he could try. He made a promise to himself that he would be the leader Berk needed, to honor his father. But of course he couldn't reach his father's standards.

"You're the Pride of Berk son, and I couldn't be prouder."

He closed his eyes. Was that really today? Well, at least since the last time he slept? Too much had happened since then...

What he would give to go back into that morning, to wake up and know his father was there, just like every other day of his whole life. He felt so stupid now, looking back on when he ran away from his father. He was scared by the immense responsibility of being chief, but look where he was now.

Hiccup knew he was not his father. They had their differences, but they had gotten through them. Over the five years since he lost his leg, his father had taken the time to listen to him. His father... was proud of him.

But he was gone.

Hiccup clenched his fist as fresh tears came down his face.

It was all his fault. If he would've just listened for once, it wouldn't have happened! If he wasn't so stubborn, if he wasn't so blind to the logic.

It was almost funny, but it wasn't at all. He gained one parent that he had always thought he had lost forever. On the same day, he lost the parent he thought he would have forever.

He may have got his mother back, but there was no way to get his father back.

Hiccup turned over and buried his face into the furs.

"Hiccup?" a tentative voice called out into the house.

Astrid.

Hiccup quickly stood up and wiped his last tears when Astrid appeared at the doorway, searching for him.

Her eyes held sorrow, and exhaustion. She took one look at him and he knew she understood.

"Hiccup..." she murmured and she walked slowly towards him and enveloped him in her arms.

He embraced her back, bringing fresh tears in his eyes.

After a while, Hiccup opened his eyes and then glanced down at her, mumbling.

"He-he's gone... he's not co-coming back..."

A tear slipped down her face, and she held him closer.

"I'm sorry... I know there's nothing I can say to make it better," Astrid said softly, "But I'm here for you, okay?"

"Okay." Hiccup mumbled. "Okay."

Author's Note

Aaaand, I've crushed myself with feels. I'm sorry if I made you get feels too. Let's cry together over Stoick and the fact he's not coming back...

BUT.

I was reading Wikipedia, and it said that Gerard Butler would be coming back for HTTYD 3. WHAT DOES THIS MEAN? It means hope. I don't know what to think. Just that I can't wait for 2018.