Hiccup laughed joyously, banishing the last of his grief. Way up here, in the quiet darkness of nighttime as the sun slowly rose over Berk, it didn't really matter what Hiccup's old life had been like.
This was his new life, with Toothless, and he wasn't going to screw it up.
He flew higher, watching the pale yellow clouds drift closer, hinting at sunrise.
Then the sun really rose. It was beautiful: veins of brilliant pink shot through with pale yellow and blinding white shot across the sky, tiny hints of deep purple mixed in.
The clouds were enormous this close, and Hiccup dangled out of the saddle to touch oneā¦his fingers ran right through the misty vapor, and he laughed with delight, then dropped his fingers and patted Toothless' head.
"Thanks bud."
They flew farther out to sea.
The top half of some raw cod slid off Toothless' tongue onto the ground, and he nudged it at Hiccup with his paw.
Hiccup smiled. "Uh, no thanks, I'm good." It was the same excuse he'd used last time, complete with his own cooked fish on a stick.
He wasn't very hungry though, another thing that made him so vastly different from the other Vikings: they all had enormous appetites, and were often surprised that he didn't eat as much.
Hiccup took a small bite of the fish and held it on his lap as he looked out to sea at the fully risen sun.
"Oh, Toothless, it's a beautiful day isn't it?" he sighed.
Toothless just looked at him.
"A day of beginnings. Today was made for beginnings, wasn't it?"
Toothless didn't answer; he picked up on his rider's rather blue mood, however, and chalked it up to homesickness.
He would miss the wet little isle as well, perhaps less than his red-haired toothpick.
He nuzzled his rider's shoulder, and Hiccup smiled.
Glad that his rider was cheering up, Toothless licked him and Hiccup laughed, wiping the saliva off his cheek.
He gently stroked Toothless' head, then let his hand fall, resting his fingers on the rocky beach.
He discarded the fish, of which he'd only taken a small bite of, and said, "Okay, c'mon, Toothless, where are we gonna go?"
Toothless gave him a confused look.
Hiccup sighed. "No, I didn't have a plan. I thought about this, though, long and hard, and I knew it was what I wanted to do. I don't regret it."
A/N: So, what did you guys think? I'm adding an OC in like, chapter five, I want to say? IDK. I have big plans for an OC dragon lol but the dragon doesn't have a very big part, it's only brought in for Hiccup to get depressed all over again. I am mean to poor Hiccup in this fic :D And in all my others *Coughs* To be loved the way you love me, Banishing Hiccup, Just a couple of teens, Lie to me, Like a strike of lightning, My real father, Save me, Telling Hiccup goodbye, I'm sorry too, Notebook, Waiting and What never was. *Coughs* Whoa, I have a lot of stories where I am cruel to Hiccup!
