"Yes, son that is very bad Dragons are meriless, their killers and you should be proud that you even hit Night Fury" said Stoick. Hiccup was not convinced, and he shared with the Nigh Fury without either of them knowing it.

The scene change to reveal Hiccup and Gobber walking up the hill to the chief's house.
"I really did hit one" said Hiccup, pain evident in his voice.

Gobber flinched, he hated it when Hiccup had that tone in his voice, as it meant that Hiccup was hating everything about himself at that moment.

"Sure Hiccup" replied Gobber as though had this talk many times before.

"You sound like you care" teased Hiccup. Gobber smiled at him. The others will finally know about Hiccup's impression of his dad.

"He never listens" complained Hiccup.
"Well, it runs in the family" teased Gobber but Hiccup was not in the mood.

Hiccup and Stoick both glared at Gobber, who glared back at Stoick.

"And when he does," continued Hiccup as though Gobber didn't even talk, "it's always with this ... disappointed scowl. Like someone skimped on the mean in his sandwich" and Hiccup put on a thick Scottish accent and started to mimick Stoick, "Excuse me, barmaid. I'm afraid you brough me the wrong offspring. I ordered an extra large boy with beefy arms. Extra guts and glory on the side. This here, this is a talking fishbone."

Stoick looked offended with the majority of the Vikings glared at Hiccup.
"That is disrespecting the Chief, that could get you kicked of the island" said Astrid.
Hiccup shrugged, "I guess the same rule doesn't apply to the heir?"

"You're think about this all wrong. It's not so much what look like. It's what's inside that he can't stand" Gobber tried to make him feel better. Funnily enough, it did not work.
Hiccup stared at Gobber, "Thank you for summing that up" he said as they reached the house.
"Look, the point is, stop trying so hard to be something that you're not" Gobber tried to fix it. Hiccup sighed.

Hiccup looked intrested in what Gobber was saying, the man had a point.

"I just want to be one of you guys" he said before he went into the house, only to run right out the back door.

"Hiccup, when I tell you to go to the house! You are to stay in the house at all times!" yelled Stoick. Hiccup ignored him.

The next scene shows a group of Vikings in the great hall, planning for another attack on the nest.
"Either we finish them or they'll finish us! It's the only way we'll be rid of them! If we find the nest and destroy, the Dragons will leave, they'll find another home!" shouted Stoick.

All the warrior Viking groaned, they hated hunting for the nest.

Stoick stabs a blade into a map, on the area which shows the Dragon's nest.
"One more search, before the ice sets in" Stoick decided.
"Those ships never come back" argued a Viking.
"We're Vikings, it's an occupational hazard" replied Stoick, "now who's with me?"
Nobody cheered although there were a few mutters like: "Today's not good for me" and "I've gotta do my axe returns." Many eyes were everted from the Chiefs. So Stoick pulled out his last weapon.

"Wussies" muttered Snotlout. Tuffnut snorted.

"Alright, those who stay will look after Hiccup" and at once, every hand in thrust into the hall and yells echo around like: "to the ships" and "I'm with you Stoick!"

"So, that's how you get so many every time. I feel so loved" sighed Hiccup. None of the Vikings even looked a little bit guilty.

"That's more like it."
The Vikings hurridly leave, Gobber and Stoick are now alone and Gobber gulps back the last of his drink, telling Stoick: "I'll pack my undies."

"What the hel is it with you and undies?" asked Hiccup, glaring at Gobber.
"You can never have to many undies, especially when a Dragon comes running up to you" said Gobber. The teens cringed at the disgusting visual image.

"No, I need you to stay and train some new recruits" said Stoick.

Gobber cheered, he loved it when he could train the new recruits, they always looked so scared.

"Oh, perfect. And while I'm busy, Hiccup can cover the stall. Molten steel, razor sharp blades, lots of time to himself ... what could possibly go wrong?" asked Gobber, sarcasm laced into his voice. Frustrated. Stoick sinks down to sit beside him.

"I'm not that bad" moaned Hiccup.

"What am I going to do with him Gobber?" he asked the blonde Viking.
"Put him in training with the others" suggested Gobber.

Everyone looked a little scared at this thought. Why would they put useless in training, he'll kill everyone.

"No, I'm serious" said Stoick, looking at Gobber as if he had gone mad.
"So am I."
"He'd be killed before you let the first dragon out of its cage" argued Stoick.

"Good" muttered Snotlout. Astrid threw him a disgusted look.

"Oh, you don't know that."
"I do know that, actually."
"No, you don't."
"No, actually I do."
"No you don't!"
"Listen!" yelled Stoick, "you know what he's like. From the time he could crawl he's been...different. He doesn't listen. Has the attention span of a sparrow. I take him fishing and he goes hunting for... for trolls."

"One time, I do that one time and you will never let it go. I was six" said Hiccup. Stoick rolled his eyes. Hiccup had went looking for trolls, it was disgraceful.

"Trolls exist! They steal your socks" Gobber's defensive tone changed to a dark tone, "but only the left ones. What's with that?"
"When I was a boy..." began Stoick, he ignored Gobber's "Oh, here we go." and kept talking.
"My father told me to bang my head against a rock and I did it. I thought it was crazy, but I didn't question him. And you know what happened?"
"You got a headache" replied Gobber in an bored tone.

Hiccup smiled. He remembered when his father made him do that, he nearly crushed his skull, and that was after several hours of Hiccup asking why.

"That rock split in two. It taught me what a Viking could do, Gobber. He could crush mountains, level forests, tame seas! Even as a boy, I knew what I was, what I had to become. Hiccup is not that boy."

'There is it, the proof' thought Hiccup, even though Hiccup had suffered through bullies, his father's hatred and many other things, he never actually Stoick deny that Hiccup was a younger version of him.

Now that Stoick's big speech was over, it was time for Gobber's.
"You can't stop him, Stoick. You can only prepare him. Look, I know it seems hopeless. But the truth is you won't always be around to protect him. He's going to get out there again. He's probably out there now."

Stoick growled at the reminder that Hiccup was disobeying his orders, again.

The scene ends with a thoughtful expression on Stoick's face.

Everyone in the hall, bar the Dragons, gulped.