Hey guys! I'd like to dedicate this chapter to 1Djj3 and Eeveecat1248. Thanks guys! Love ya! Anyway, here's the third chapter…

Hiccup and Toothless flew over to Gobber's.

As usual, Gobber seemed to be preoccupied, building his own gadgets and knickknacks. As Gobber was tinkering away, Hiccup gradually walked towards him, careful not to cause any sudden movements. He knew better than to startle a hook-handed man at work. As he slowly crept up to Gobber, his foot glazed against a stray hammer which was lying on the floor, causing a metallic clang to echo all through out Gobber's messy workshop.

All at once, Gobber turned around and held a silver sword in Hiccup's face. Or at least, Hiccup assumed it was supposed to be silver. The sword was gleaming orange and sizzling hot, indicating that it had just been made.

"Hiccup!" shouted Gobber, "You know better than to startle me when I'm working."

"I know, I know." Hiccup sighed, "I'm sorry, Gobber. Now will you please point that sword away from me?"

"Oh, right. Sorry. So, what can I do for you, Hiccup?" Gobber asked, suddenly switching to his usual, cheerful tone.

"I was thinking…" he was interrupted.

"Well, that's dangerous."

"Really? You too?" Hiccup groaned, "Nevermind, I need your help. I need some more upgrades for for my shield and my saddle. Toothless and I are going to look for other Night Furies."

"Really? Hmmm. Are you sure about this?" Gobber questioned.

"Yes. I'm not needed around Berk anymore. Instead of wasting my time here, I might as well do something worth while."

"Okay. Who are you going with?"

"Toothless."

"Only him? You know it might be a good idea to have some reinforcements. Just incase. No offence, dragon."

Toothless growled in annoyance.

"Toothless has saved my life a lot of times. We'll be fine."

"You know; a lot of things could go wrong. You might run into some rogue dragons and get killed."

"I know, Gobber…"

"Or you could get lost."

"I know, Gobber…"

"Or you might catch a disease and die."

"I know… What?"

"I'm just saying, a lot could go wrong. Do you even know where to start looking?"

"Well… Not exactly…"

Gobber sighed. "You know, you're a lot like your father when we were wee lads. He would never plan his adventures either. Unless of course you count all those invasions to take over other lands, or when we went looking for Hamish II's treasure… but that's not the point."

"Okay…" Hiccup said, uncertainly, "Anyway… I need some new weapons too. Something not too heavy, but still effective. Do you have any of that Gronkle Iron left?"

"Nope. Ran out on the first day, remember? Hey, didn't I give Fishlegs my Gronkle Iron sword?"

"Oh, right. I could go ask him. I'll go now. While I'm gone, can you make me a scabbard to go with the sword? I don't think I can carry it around all the time. Oh, and make sure it's not too heavy. Here's my shield. Can you try and put in some upgrades too? I'll come back as soon as I can." And with that, Hiccup jumped on Toothless' back and flew away.

Gobber waved in the direction that Hiccup was headed and resumed his work.

Before going to Fishleg's place, Hiccup stopped by at his house and ran into his room. He looked through all his things, but failed to find the object that he had in mind.

"Where did I put it?" He muttered to himself. Hiccup turned his room upside down before looking into his wardrobe. There, in a small corner, just visible in the soft sunlight, was the hard cover of the Book of Dragons. He reached out and grabbed it. He would need it to record any details about new species of dragons that he might encounter during the voyage. He ran downstairs, exited the house and headed towards Fishlegs'.

Hiccup dropped off at Fishlegs' house to pick up any information he needed to know about dangerous, rogue dragons. If anyone knew the answer to defending themselves against unknown species of dragons, it was Fishlegs. He also needed to recover a certain Gronkle Iron sword that he had in mind.

Hiccup approached Fishleg's house and knocked. The door opened and Fishlegs' jolly face popped up behind it.

"Hey, Hiccup. How can I help you?" He asked in a merry voice.

"Oh hey, Fishlegs. Listen, I've been thinking…" He started once more.

"Well that's…"

"No! Don't say it!" Hiccup yelled, "Nevermind, I just need some information about rogue dragons. I assume Astrid told you about me going to find more Night Furies?"

"Yep. Astrid told us everything. Snotlout thought it was a stupid idea, but personally, I think it's a great idea. I mean, if you manage to find another Night Fury, it would save Toothless' species."

"Thank you, Fishlegs. Now, do you have anything for me? Oh! I almost forgot, I need to borrow your Gronkle Iron sword for a while as well."

"Sure. I'll go get it. But why do you want to know so much about rogue dragons? You have the ability to control every dragon you come across… except for the Screaming Death."

"Well…" Hiccup considered telling Fishlegs about his constant dreams. He could trust Fishlegs with his life, so what's the harm in revealing a harmless secret to him? "I've been having these dreams…" Hiccup explained everything to Fishlegs. Everything about the mysterious girl and the rogue dragon.

"Oh, really? Well, we don't have solid proof that these dreams could mean anything, but there's still a slight chance that they might symbolize the future…" Fishlegs, replied. He seemed to be in deep thought.

"And I'm not taking any chances. I'm not gonna just sit here and do nothing if I have the chance to save my best friend's species." Hearing this, Toothless walked over to Hiccup and nuzzled him. (Crowd goes: AWWWWWWWWWW!) Hiccup patted the dragon's head and continued, "Come on, Fishlegs. I need your help."

"Fine. Hold on, I'll be right back…" With that, Fishlegs disappeared into his house. He was back in a couple of minutes, holding about eight or nine thick books and a couple of leather saddle-bags. He also had a gleaming sword in his hand. "Here's the sword." He stated while handing the sword to Hiccup, who gazed at his reflection on the smooth, reflective surface of the weapon.

"And here's everything else you'll need. These books are about far away locations. They'll tell you about islands outside of the Archipelago. And these books are all about rogue dragons and how to approach them without getting killed on sight. And there's also a few on great surviving skills and tactics. And these saddlebags will help you carry all this. One contains a tent big enough for both you and Toothless. Yes, it comes with instructions. I assumed you wouldn't need any matches because you have Toothless. And there's also a retractable fishing rod. It can go from six inches to two metres long." Fishlegs explained, pointing at each object while stating their purposes.

"Thanks, Fishlegs. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"It's alright, Hiccup. Just be careful."

"I will. I have Toothless don't I?" Hiccup said as grabbed the supplies and got up on Toothless' saddle. He then flew towards Gobber's workshop while Fishlegs stayed behind and waved.

By the time Hiccup reached Gobber's, the hook-handed man had completed constructing the scabbard with a flexible belt attached to it. The Gronkle Iron sword fit perfectly into the case.

"How did you even know the measurements of the sword?" Hiccup asked in wonder.

"I made this with Gronkle Iron on the same day I made the sword. I forgot all about it until you mentioned the scabbard."

"Oh, okay. That's why it's so light. It's perfect. Did you manage to think of some upgrades for my shield?"

"Yeah. I though we could the replace rope with a new one. I just made a flexible type of metal rope. It's just like a normal one, but way stronger…"

And with that, Hiccup and Gobber started exchanging ideas. Taking each other's thoughts into account and considering them. After they finished their plans, they set to work. They seemed to know each other's moves. When one needed a hammer, the other threw it to him without even looking. These actions reminded Hiccup of when he used to help Gobber around the workshop before Berk had made peace with the dragons.

Both of them kept running around in the work shop, gathering the materials they needed for their work. Toothless just kept looking back and forth, studying their movements carefully. The pair kept working until nighttime. By midnight, they had completed each set task.

"Thanks for your help, Gobber." Hiccup muttered while stifling a yawn

"Don't mention it. Glad I could help." Gobber replied.

Hiccup nudged the peacefully sleeping Night Fury and set a course for home. The silver moon shone glistening moonbeams on their faces as they rode through the gorgeous night sky.

When they reached their destination, both the dragon and the boy headed straight for their room and fell into a deep sleep. After a few hours of a dreamless sleep, the nightmares occurred once more, bothering Hiccup's flawless rest.

How was it? I promise that future chapters will contain more mystery and adventure. (Impersonates Rapunzel: And when I promise something, I never, ever break that promise. EVER.) Please R & R. This is Demigoddess8, signing out. For now…