"Your father would be proud of you." Was the first sentence which young Hiccup heard. He was 18 years old, he was now in age appropriate to become a chief. Originally he was supposed to became a chief at the fifteen, but his mother persuaded the council that her son was too young about to became a chief (after Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III's death, council ruled the Berk and they enjoyed their absolutism, so they were not happy about a chief's son coronation).

These words said his mother Astrid, who was preparing him for the ritual. There were things laid on the stove beside his father (helmet, inferno). The window shone into the dark room.

"You explained to me, when I was sixteen. My dad died before I was born." Hiccup said with half sad and half-caring voice.

"He liked you very much and looking forward to you..." Astrid said, adjusted his garment and smiled to her son.

Hiccup did not have a simple childhood, he grew up without a father so no one can help him about bullying. His mother tried to help him, unfortunately the situation only worsened.

"You see. You are a young attractive man, you will do it." Astrid looked at her son

"Mom, you don't have to remind me, that I played as a kid on a dragon rider." he said and he laughed

at the ritual

The ritual was held in the morning. Hiccup was nervous. Everyone looked at him, including other children (now young adults) of former dragon riders. Musicians started to play music. He saw his girlfriend, who sent him an air kiss. Hiccup swallowed when he saw Agnar and his band (they bullied him). Agnar instead of him had a father, but the type which no one will want, so he rained his anger on the son of a deceased chief.

"Let's see. The prince becomes king. What if we beat him again after the ritual guys." Agnar said to his minions. Hiccup heard them and looked at them with a sharp view.

There were also the rest of his family: grandma Valka from his father's side and his grandparents from his mother's side.

Instead of his father, someone else should crown him (not crown like the rest Europe, just a ritual). Gothi died of her age, when he was seventeen, so he was get to the chief by one member of Council.

It was faster then he thought. Only a fingertip of the member of Council on his forehead drew a Nordic run. Celebrations began. When he had time, he was with his girlfriend or he practiced fancing. His mother did not know about it, but in his heart he was a romantic and a love poet. Instead of his father, he preferred the family rather than the expeditions.

"Do not be afraid Sandra. I always find some time to be with you." Hiccup said to his girlfriend during the night celebrations. They both find a place, where no one sought them- on the beach near the harbour with Drakkars.

She pressed against his chest and they both together watched stars on the night sky.

"When you are a chief, Agnar and his friends could finally give you peace Hiccup. Or I'll deal with them."

"Now you remind me of my mother."

"Really?"

"I do not want you to knit it, because he could do something to you. It's my duty to protect you."

"This is how I like you..." Sandra said and she began kissing his lip

"Just be with me."

So, Hiccup and Astrid's son is a rioter with the soul of poet. Next chapter will be about his teenage problems and a first few days as a chief (meeting his father's friends and troubles with Council).