I'm still alive...just, I would of got this chapter up over the weekend but I got the new world of warcraft expansion and the other half and me wanted to do the full 10 new level that weekend, lol I looked like a forsaken after that but still alive and up with a new chapter, hope you enjoy and review to what you thought. Warning: No real outhouses were hurt in the making of this chapter :P
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Chapter 4: The Eggs Explode!
Normal POV
As the two battle sisters, holding their 2 young babes (three if you count the NightFury egg wrapped in blankets) head through the forest towards the village, Valka couldn't take her eye's off the scene in her arms, her baby son Hiccup cuddling up to the bundled up black dragon egg, 'now there's a sight I'd never see in my lifetime as a Viking' she thought to herself, but her thoughts were cut short by Helga poking her shoulder to get her attention, brought back to reality she was in time to hear Helga start talking.
"Val, what are we going to do with this egg in the village? you do remember we kill dragons there? where are we going to hide it and what to do after it hatches?" Helga asks Valka with a questionable look on her face.
Valka POV
Hel had a point, where would we hide it? and what to do when it did hatch?
Thinking it through the hatch problem can come later, the hiding place needed to be sorted.
"well it has to be somewhere in the house so I can keep an eye on it, somewhere warm, not in mine, Stoicks or Hiccups room, Stoick would not be in a kind mood to know a baby NightFury is under the bed and even though I think it won't harm my little one I can't take that risk, but it's got to be somewhere where Stoick wouldn't even dare go in to for any reason..." I reply back to Hel's question then the thought hit me, of course one room in the house he never been in his life living in there, A smile came to my face as I look at her "the broom closet! It's full of clean sheets and furs so it comfortable and warm and Stoick wouldn't dare go in there, lets face it Hel, he's scare of that broom then he is of a dragon" I say laughing at the thought of Stoick trying work out how to sweep the floor before he got frustrated, Hel must of known what I was thinking of as she laughed too.
"haha good idea Val, I should of remembered that when you hid his new sword you got him for snoggletog that one year in there" Hel says to me, this is why she's my battle sister, she know what I'm thinking most times "but it still leaves the hatched problem open for debate" she carries on.
"I'll figure something out Hel, might even ask Gobber if it comes to it, you know he has his ancestors notes in his attic, I might ask if I could look at them" I reply back.
You see Gobbers ancestor is Bork the Bold, the origional writer of the now famous book on Berk: The Book of Dragons, but not all of Borks notes were put into it as it was updated by other Vikings over the generations that followed, so there might be something on hatch dragon eggs.
With a plan made up for both problems we nodded in agreement before we finally walked out of the forest towards the village, funny how it seem less time to get back than it did looking for the StormCutter, mysteries of life I suppose.
The village seemed quiet at the moment, but looking at all the building around us, fully repaired until the next raid of course, I assume they must be in the great hall grabbing a bite and some mead before sorting out the rest of the day before nightfall, looking up toward the sun, being at it's highest point, I guess it was midday and time for lunch, looking down at arm's I see a tuckered out little boy yawn and snuggling up in my right arm.
"well we best get back to our homes before the husbands get back, gives me a chance to hide this little thing.." Lifting up my left arm to indicate the egg tucked inside of it "and put this little one down for a nap" indicating Hiccup in my right arm, who at this time trying to keep his eye's open, yep stubborn like his parents, poor kid.
"aye Val same here with this little warrior of mine" Hel replies back indicating little Astrid sleeping with her head on top of Hel's left shoulder.
And with that we start to part ways as I head up the hill to home.
At the Haddock Household Normal POV
As soon as Valka shuts the door, she gets her plan into action, first by gently placing Hiccup in his cot upstairs (and checking to see if the hole in the wall was repaired, thank Thor it was) making sure he was tucked in and warm, her next step was to hide the egg in the broom closet, coming downstairs she opens the door to the closet with her now free hand (the other holding the egg) upon opening it she looks around from a safe place to put the egg so it's well hidden.
After several checks, she settles for a spot in the far right hand corner of the room where the furs and sheet were kept.
Satisfied with this choice she carefully places the egg in the centre of the furs and wraps them all around the egg to keep it nice and warm 'well they're dragons, being fire breathers means that they must keep their eggs warm somehow' she thought to herself, but was brought back to reality when she heard the front door creak open and her husband stomping through it making her sigh 'I love that man but one of these days his stomping is going to break through the floor' she thought to herself again.
She closes the door to the closet and greets Stoick with an hug and a kiss on the cheek "hello dear" she says with a smile on her face turning his lips from a frown to a smile too.
Stoick POV
What a day, seven houses repaired, two barns and a chicken house too, not to mention the counting of the livestock, I think I nearly feel asleep at one point trying to count the sheep, but it seems no matter how tiring a day gets, its nice to see my family when I get home especially my loving, if not weird, wife knowing as soon as I walked through the door, her smile would make my day well worth the effort, well I didn't marry her for her cooking, as I found out at one point when we were courting and she made meatballs just as a dragon raid was happening, I tell you that dragon was never seen again after it ate them all up.
"how was you day of post raid repairing go?" she asked me a I slumped into my chair for which she hands me a mug of mead.
Looking exhausted, I answer her question "well a few more repairs this time around but no, deaths and only a couple of minor casualties" I reply to her as I start chuckling at the next bit "especially when your sisters husband spitelout try to jump onto a monsterous nightmares back only for it to catch fire and burning his backside, I have never ever seen anyone move so fast to jump in a water trough" I finish off holding my mug to my mouth before asking how her day was in the forest was "so how was your day in the forest with Helga and the kids?" I ask her.
She takes her time to answer, 'strange, meh must be me, it has been a long day' I think to myself until she replies back.
"it was interesting walk, the kid's enjoyed the sights, especially Hiccup. He was looking around everywhere we went, knackered himself out the poor little thing" she says to me while getting food prepared, oh Thor, I best go help her, least with two bad cooks we can atleast make something edible for dinner.
Helping out peeling the potatoes for a stew, I carry on the conversation "and how many times did Helga's little girl, Astrid is it?" I ask to which she nods "anyway, how many times did she hit Hiccup?" remembering what Alfsted about his daughter hitting Spitelouts son with a spoon.
Val looks at me with a smile on her face "funny enough she never hit him even once, in fact while we were in the Hofferson house, I put him in her cot with her and she hugged him" she replied back with a little chuckling in her voice to which I chuckle as I start to talk.
"oh that's my boy, he may be on the small side but he's a charmer already, if he can get a tough little girl like Astrid to hug him, then I'd best warn others to lock up their daughters too" I say with a smile, that's until I catch Val giving me a stern look "o-oh but of course he'll never be like that" I quickly say, gods I hope not for my sake.
Normal POV
The rest of the night goes like any other normal night in the Haddock household, after preparing and (thank Thor edible) eating dinner, getting Hiccup changed and feed as well as a little father/son bonding as Valka gets the house tidy and clean (and checking up on the egg in the closet) they all retire to bed as soon as Hiccup starts to yawn indicating he was tired to which Stoick starts to yawn too. 'like father like son' thinks to herself as she gently picks the sleepy babe up to take him upstairs to bed.
After that she and Stoick decide to do the same, Valka hopes in the morning she can learn about dragon eggs from Borks note and be prepared for the baby NightFury to come...
..little did she know that time would be quicker than she expected.
Next Morning Valka POV
After waking up the next morning, feeling a bit tired from yesterdays interesting dilemma, I get up to hear a snoring Stoick next to me ' that man could give a Thunderdrum a run for it money' I thought to myself, best let him sleep for a bit as I head out of the room and up the stairs to Hiccups room only to hear him snoring loud too "I said it before and I'll say it again, like father, like son" I say to no one particular, rolling my eyes and go over to the cot to which Hiccup starts to slowly wake up in a cranky mood and was about to cry until he saw me "morning sleepy head, did my little Hic have a nice sleep?" I say to him as I hold my arms out to pick him up, he starts giggling as start to tickle his belly and we head downstairs to a even cranky Stoick closing our bedroom door and sitting at his chair, hearing it creak I'm glad I talked Gobber into installing metal rods in the legs otherwise I'd have to have it repaired every week.
Our usual routine always consist of me making bacon and eggs, well charcoal and charcoal for me, least I can't burn yaks milk otherwise Hiccup would starve. With all of us prepared for the days routines, Stoick give me and Hiccup a kiss before heading out to the great hall to deal with the chief duties of the day (usually involving finding the dragons nest, stubborn man of mine) while my usual clean and chatting with the other mothers in the village as we wash our clothes, but today it's just me and Helga as we are going to Gobbers and ask if we can looks at Borks notes.
*knock knock*
Speak of the devil as I open the door to see Hel and Astrid at the front door, as we place our young one's on the furred rug, to which they played with blocks, me and Hel start discussing how we are going to persuade Gobber to let us see the note "hmm we could entice him with my honey bread I made this morning" Hel suggested "or threaten him with mine" I say jokingly to which we both laugh, but I carry on "well we could..."
*tap tap tap*
"wait whats that tapping?" I say to Hel to which she shrugs, we follow the sound till it gets to the closet, I gingerly open the door to my surprise as the tapping was from the egg.
But the surprise turns to shock as we both notice that it wasn't just tapping, it was smoking! "Oh Thors mighty hammer, the egg's going to catch fire!" we both shout as I go to grab the egg wrapped in blankets and run with it outside, lucky no one saw us but where to put the egg, quickly looking around, all I see available was an Outhouse, I quickly open the door and shove the egg inside and was just about to sigh with relief until...
"hey there Val, Hel, love te stay an chat but I gotta use the little Vikins room" Gobbers says as he rushes into the outhouse, Oh gods this isn't good and both me and Hel run for cover and waited for Gobber to come out running about having a burning arse (as he cleanly puts it sometimes), but what comes next surprised us both.
The outhouse exploded!
Bits of wood flying everywhere, good thing we headed for cover, looking up at the sky to see a tiny black shape rocket into the forest.
"well there's the baby dragon hatched, I wonder if Gobbers ok..." I was cut short with shock as sitting in whats left of the pan was Gobber, black from the explosion looking very surprised and scared at what just happened as everyone, Including our husbands appear with Stoick pushing through the crowd to see Gobber still sitting there.
"GOBBER!" I hear Stoick shout, like I said, gives a Thunderdrum a run for its money "WHAT IN THORS NAMED HAPPENED!?" he continued until he looked around to see the remains of the outhouse "WHAT IN THE NINE REALMS DID YOU EAT GOBBER!?" he finishes off.
"I-I-I don kno Stoick, bu hell am I having tha again!" Gobber says finally recovering.
At this point me and Hel's ribs hurt from all the laughing, even though I felt sorry for Gobber, is was a funny sight to behold.
Finally after what seem like an eternity of laughing we calm down to realise the egg hatched and the baby NightFury crashed into the forest, getting back up and asking Hel to look after the babes, I head to the forest with two things on my mind
One: Hoping the it's not hurt
And Two: Dragon eggs explode, got to remember that one in future.