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Chapter 4: "This is Berk, Welcome!"

Hiccup's p.o.v.

As Toothless slowly spread his wings, I began hoping that he wasn't going to try anything funny, like when Astrid flew with us for the first time.

Toothless launched himself into the air. For a second I thought the speed might scare Danny, but then I heard a joyful 'whoop' behind me. Toothless didn't speed up or tried any dangerous maneuvers –thank the gods. As soon as Toothless was high enough and leveled out, I turned around to see what Danny's face looked like. He seemed to be very content in the air. His eyes were filled with joy; he looked as if he belonged in the sky as much as a dragon did.

He was looking at the view underneath us. I had to admit, Berk had a pretty charming view of the sunset, but this sunset was one that made you stop and look for a second.

A bright, clear ocean with dots of gray, green and orange-brown, spread out underneath us. The water glowed with an orange and red coloring in the west, where the sun set. A dark blue gleamed in the east. Most of the sky was still brightly blue, and the setting sun colored the clouds brilliant variations of yellow and orange. The vague silhouette of the moon was already visible, as the day neared its end and the night started wrapping her coat around the earth. The wind was soft and only slightly chilly.

Wow, Danny seemed to have chosen the perfect day to appear.

Toothless made a slow dive towards the water and soared on the wind blowing over the ocean's surface. He turned slightly to the left, causing the tip of his wing to break through the surface, and the water to gush a little.

I heard a soft rustling and an exhausted shriek. Both Danny and I looked around and were amused to see Salty trying to keep up with us. Danny laughed and stretched his arm out for Salty to grab hold. He gratefully took the invitation and settled himself onto Danny's shoulder, panting a little. He might be a good flyer in stormy weather, but he wasn't made for speed.

"Salty." I said, gesturing to the little creature. Danny looked up and back at the dragon.

"Salty..." he slowly repeated. Said dragon squeaked in delight from hearing his name, and once again started purring as Danny tickled him under his chin.

Toothless looked at their interaction thoughtfully. I wondered why Salty didn't have a problem liking Danny, and why the other dragons were so afraid of him. And I also wondered what was going to happen then we arrived at Berk.

Danny's p.o.v.

I got to admit, dragonback riding is different from flying as a ghost, but it was pretty cool. Just feeling the dragon's wings and muscles fighting against gravity and wind was magnificent.

Quite like when I rode in a plane, I could feel gravity pulling me down, rooting me to the saddle; but just like when I'm in my ghost form, I could feel the wind on my face. But unlike when in my ghost form, I could feel a tickling in my tummy when we descended to fast. I couldn't feel that as a ghost, probably because feeling ticklish would distract me in a fight.

The view was something else. Normally I am not that much of a nature lover, (though, because of Sam, that had changed a little) but seeing nature this pure and clear gave me a whole new respect for it.

Here, everything was a lot bigger and wilder, making everything seem more amazing. The forests weren't interrupted by cities, power plants, or gas stations and such. The air and ocean were clearer, without the future's pollution. When we swooped low over the water, I could have sworn I saw a school of fish swimming by, before they disappeared again. I bet you could see a lot more stars out here. Damn, where is a telescope when you really need it?

I was so taken by the view that I started when I heard a shriek behind me. I looked around to see the bluish-green little dragon from earlier, trying to keep up. I laughed a little at the franticly flapping creature, and offered it my arm so it could rest for a while. He grabbed hold and climbed onto my shoulder, wheezing a little as he gasped for air.

"Salt." Hiccup suddenly said. I looked up in surprise and looked back as I realized that he had just told me the dragons name.

"Salt..." I repeated. The dragon seemed to be delighted to hear his name, so I absently tickled it under his chin, much like people do with cats or dogs.

Salt… That word sounded a lot like English. But, English came originally from Europe and some of the European languages were derived from Old Norse.

Maybe I didn't have to start from zero.

*Click!*

I had been ignoring that sound for a while, but now I was getting a little curious. I looked around and only saw the leather tail 'flap', which was now spread wide open. Now I could also see a rope going from the 'flap,' to something Hiccup had put his prosthetic foot into. On the other side of the saddle, he had his remaining foot in something similar to a stirrup.

"Click!' Hiccup shifted his foot a little and I heard another click behind me. I turned around to see the 'flap' had shifted a little. So that's how he steered his dragon. The dragon turned towards an island, with a gigantic mountain in the middle. In the water, there were seemingly impossible rock formations. A small village was built onto the lower hillside of the mountain.

Hiccup softly nudged him with his elbow and gestured towards the village.

"Dette er Berk!" He announced proudly.

I guessed this was home, for now.

Nice.

Hiccup's p.o.v.

Danny looked curiously at the village, while I looked for a place to land. Toothless landed softly on the patch of ground I had found. I had barely gotten off of his back when the other teens and villagers started arriving to welcome us back.

"Hey, Hiccup. How did it go?" Fishlegs asked politely.

"Ah, pretty much the same as usual. Lots of yelling. Though I think I might have stirred the rivalry a little."

"Wow, what happened?" Ruffnut asked, sounding amused as he always was, when thinking about a good fight.

He received a punch from Tuffnut, for asking the question faster than her, and she added, "And who the heck is the Terror magnet?" with a hint of laughter in her voice.

We all turned to look at Danny. I had to hold back a fit of laughter. Danny had trouble standing up straight because, what seemed to be almost half the village's Terror population, were trying to dog pile on Danny. Salty sat on top of his head, shrieking angrily at the Terrors who were trying to steal his spot. Danny looked okay; he was smiling, but also seemed a little nervous at the same time. That is, until one more Terror came running, bumped into Danny's chest, making him fall over. Yep, Terrors liked Danny a lot.

Toothless seemed to have relaxed a little, and even had an amused look on his face. The other big dragons, even the ones that had just arrived, were still glaring.

"Same answer to both questions," Astrid said gesturing to the Terror covered Danny. "Danny."

With a wide smile, I walked up to Danny and helped him shoo the dragons off of him. Toothless, helpful as always, let out a loud roar, making all of the small creatures flee in panic.

Snorting, Tuffnut walked forward and said, "Hi, my name is Tuffnut, nice to meet you!" Danny blinked.

Snotlout walked by, sneering and said spitefully, "Don't bother, he doesn't talk."

"He does talk!" I exclaimed, "He just doesn't know any Norse!" Snotlout rolled his eyes and headed into the dining hall.

"What's his problem?" Tuffnut asked.

"Oh, he is just angry because Danny defeated him in hand to hand combat." There was silence for a second.

"Awesome!" Fishlegs yelled, and tried to give Danny a fist bump on the shoulder. But Danny showed off his speed again, and caught it just in time. The teen's eyes widened, (it was very impressive to see someone that skinny stop a punch from someone that big) and Danny seemed to realize it wasn't an attack. He quickly let go of the hand.

"Double awesome!" Ruffnut said, grinning. "Remind me to help you teach him some Norse, so we can find out where he came from. If everyone there is that good at fighting, we should become better friends."

"Yeah, but for now we should go and get something to eat," Fishlegs said, putting a hand on his rumbling stomach.

So, we all headed for the dining hall and I gestured to Danny to follow us. As we sat down, each of us putting down a plate with some food on it, Ruffnut asked:

"So, tell us what happened at the Meathead village."

I gave them a quick report about what we discussed with them (absolutely no interest there), then about Danny being brought in, how the meeting eventually was about him, and the sword fighting competition. When I was ready the rest decided to have their own discussion about what they could do. So I turned to Danny to see if I could try to communicate with him in some way.

He hadn't eaten anything yet. He was pushing food around on his plate using his fork. He seemed to be mulling about something.

"Hey, Danny!" The boy looked up curiously. Tuffnut pointed at himself "Tuffnut."

Danny got an amused smile on his face, but nodded politely, repeating,"Tuffnut."

But, Tuffnut went one step further and said, "I am Tuffnut." Danny looked confused at first, but eventually a look of comprehension made its way onto his face.

To test if his guess was right, he asked "I am Danny?"

"Yep," Tuffnut said, nodding.

Danny gave a relieved sigh and smiled. One by one, the teens started introducing themselves. Everyone but Snoutlout. Everyone looked at Snotlout expectantly. He puffed up his chest and turned to Danny.

"Snotlout," he simply replied before turning his attention back to his food. But, when he heard a snort, he looked up again. Danny looked as if he found Snotlout's name more amusing than all the others.

Angrily, Snotlout stood up to his full height, which was a lot bigger than both Danny and me. Not to be intimidated, Danny rose too, showing he wasn't going to play helpless. Feeling a brawl coming, I stood too and moved between them, looking at Snotlout.

"Please don't start another fight. He is not used to viking names. When he heard my name he almost laughed too."

"Doesn't matter. He is technically still a prisoner and should behave like one. And you shouldn't..." He tried to jab me in the chest, to stress whatever he was going to say, but was cut off when Danny suddenly stood next to me and grabbed his wrist. Danny glared at him with his 'terror eyes.' Snotlout looked really unnerved by them.

Tuffnut leaned towards me and whispered "Wow, that's even cooler than you described."

Eventually, Snotlout pulled his arm out of Danny's grip and sat down, eating and ignoring everyone. Danny sat down too, and cringed when he noticed how many eyes were on him. After a while, the looks and whispers had stopped, and everyone was back to being their loud selves, except for Danny, who was still playing with his food.

"Psst, Danny." Danny looked to see Ruff and Tuff giving him thumbs up. He smiled and finally took a bite of his food. He seemed to realize how hungry he really was, and started eating.

The rest of dinner was rather peaceful (until a grown up, or five, got drunk and started singing off-key loudly) and eventually we all decided to go home. When we met Toothless outside, he hissed at Snotlout and walked a little closer to me –and surprisingly, also a little closer to Danny. He had probably been looking through a crack in the door. I thought about what Snotlout said earlier. Was Danny really a prisoner ?

"So," I asked my dad "Where is Danny going to stay? Because I would rather not put him in prison."

"Why would he stay in prison?" my dad asked, looking slightly confused.

"Snotlout said he was a prisoner. Because we still don't know where he came from."

"Well… in a way he is a prisoner, but he seems to behave -and he likes you- so I am gonna let him go free. As for housing arrangements, he could stay at our house. But, you have to promise me that you'll keep Toothless and your sword close to you. Just in case." I heaved a relieved sigh.

When we arrived, I gathered some pillows, blankets, and hay. I tried to make an as-soft-as-possible-on-the-floor bed for him, yawned and climbed into my own bed. Before I extinguished my candle light, I looked at Danny. He didn't look like he was going to sleep yet.

He sat up and looked in front of him, mulling again. I just sighed and blew out the light. I curled up into a ball and fell asleep, exhausted from all the excitement today.

Danny's p.o.v.

Even though the light was out, I could see the room still clearly. Thank you, ghostly night vision. I thought over today's events: The teens seemed to like me, except for the Snotlout guy. I almost laughed about the name again, just thinking about the dignity with which he held himself when saying his name made it hilarious. I didn't mean to provoke him, but he reminded me of Dash. I wasn't going to let anyone bully me again. And when his anger turned to Hiccup, I got a little angry myself.

My hero complex made me want to help everyone who needed it. And Hiccup tried to help me. Plus, I think he wants be my friend. That made it even more personal. Hiccup's father, Stoik I think they called him, would support me as long as I supported his son. I could see that from to approving look he gave me when I stopped Snotlout from yelling at Hiccup.

The rest of the grown-ups were rather wary, but they seemed to like my attitude.

I was gonna have a lot of trouble with the larger dragons. Tannlos looked like he was going to try to ignore his fear and handle me just as Hiccup's friend.

The mini dragons, on the other hand, wouldn't be any trouble. The last time a species liked me that much, was when I helped a group of humans get over their fear of bats.

But, I was new here so everyone was going to pay lots of attention to me. I was going to have to be careful not to make myself seem suspicious. The scene at dinner proved that.

'I need some fresh air,' I thought, getting up and quietly walking outside –without waking Hiccup. I closed the door and looked at the star filled sky. 'Perfect.'

I reached for the familiar cold energy in my body and pushed it outward, forming a ring of bright moon colored light around my waist. It split in two, one ring going up, and the other going down, changing me into Amity Park's famous ghost hunting hero; Danny Phantom.

I was about to take off, but I stopped when I heard a loud whimper coming from the top of Hiccups house. I looked up and saw two bright green eyes looking down at me. I had to blink again to make out the rest of Tannlos' form… Wow he was camouflaged so well against the night sky, that even my sharp ghost eyes had trouble seeing him.

Terrified, he gave a yelp and pulled back. Slowly I flew up near the roof and came eye to eye with a terrified black dragon.

Toothless' p.o.v.

I think Scary-Danny was okay. He was small and friendly, like Friend-Hiccup. He liked Friend-Hiccup and protected him when Bully-Snotlout got mean again. From the way he held himself I could tell he was gentle and wanted to help and protect others and he was very brave. If you were a good someone there was a lot of reasons to like him. But there was one problem: He reeked of demon!

He was a human so I didn't understand why. I really wanted to like him and be friends but every time he came to close I could smell him and I felt a terrifying cold going straight to my heart. You could compare it to the way we hate eels. When there were none, we thought our fear was silly and stupid. But as soon as the smell reached our nostrils, fear crept into our veins like a liquid.

And when he touched me, shivers went down my spine.

I really wanted to handle Scary-Danny like any other human, and the more I started liking him the easier it was to ignore the cold and demon smell. And after Scary-Danny stood up for Friend-Hiccup my respect and liking for him went through the roof.

And the Tinny-Terrors liked him and trusted him. When I was scared the first time I met Scary-Danny, Sealover-Salty had assured me that Scary-Danny 'felt safe'. Normally I would have ignored him, but the very fact that they were the only ones who didn't get frightened made me curious.

I was thinking about this on the roof, looking at the endless sky and wishing I could fly by myself again, when I heard the door open and a strange cold -that wasn't the air itself – made my skin crawl a little. I looked over the edge of the roof and saw Scary-Danny standing there. He looked around as if looking if anyone saw him and suddenly there was a flash of light, two moonlight-rings and the most terrifying thing I ever felt.

Frightened, I let out a small whine, and the creature that was Scary-Danny looked up. Two surprised green eyes peeked at me from underneath fresh-snow-white head fur, looking up. But not the grass green like dragons', or forrest green like Friend-Hiccup, this green was brighter and more pure than everything I had ever seen –and it glowed!

Seeing those eyes made an ancient instinct surface in me. It told me to flee. I almost did. I ran to the other side of the roof and stayed there, my heart pounding like a small bird, trying to escape. I panted, giving short squeaks as I breathed out. The Creature appeared again, looking at me. I just sat there cowering.

The eye colour, the soft glow around him, the slightly transparent tail instead of legs and the even stronger fear and demon smell. Scary-Danny IS a demon! I considered running, but he could fly –and in stories I heard they could go through stuff. And I also couldn't fly myself, not even to escape.

"Hallo Toothless." He said gently, it still was his voice, but it echoed a bit.

'He recognized me, so this meant it was still Scary-Danny, right? This wasn't like those werewolf-creatures in human stories, right?' Thinking this, I tried to relax a bit. It didn't really work.

Slowly, he floated a little closer and offered his hand for me so I could smell it. From where I sat I took a sniff and wrinkled my nose, yuck! He softly started talking to me and as I tried to ignore the echo. I found it helped a little; the fear was still there, but now I relaxed enough to feel my muscles were hurting because I was so tense.

{It's okay Tannlos, it's just me. I'm not going to hurt you, I'm not going to hurt anyone. I'm half ghost so that's probably what you are afraid of. A lot of people, and even lots of animal species are afraid of ghosts. But I am a friendly ghost. You can trust me.}

I couldn't understand a word he was saying, he didn't speak Norse (which I had learned to understand). But, he kept talking in that calming voice coming closer with his hand outstretched towards me. 'Just Scary-Danny, just Scary-Danny.' I kept repeating to myself. Finally, I found some courage to shuffle a little closer, holding my breath so I didn't smell him. But it didn't take away the growing fear feeling.

Eventually it became too much for me and I stepped back shaking my head like I had seen humans do when they wanted to say 'No', hoping he would understand. Scary-Danny dropped his hand with a sigh and backed off a little.

He said something else to me, in a soft voice.

{I am going to leave you alone now. I'm gonna fly for a while to clear my head, but after that I am going to come back.} With that he floated up a little, waved at me and shot up into the star filled sky.

Slowly, the fear left my body, and I felt a little stupid. There was no reason to fear Scary-Danny – it just happened. I looked as he was flying around, a barely visible spot in the sky; moving between all those stars. I felt a bit jealous; Scary-Danny could fly without wings and I was a dragon but couldn't.

I heard three pairs of wings rustling and three small creatures landed on the roof.

"Oh fishbones, missed him."

Three Tiny-Terrors sat on my roof, looking up at the flying spot that was Scary-Danny. One of them was Sealover-Salty. The other two were the moss green Cuddle-Camille (she lived with a young girl who loved to pamper her) and the nameless, copper-colored creature that lived under the floor of Friend-Hiccup and Alfa-Stoik's house.

"How could it be you aren't afraid of him?" I suddenly burst out, making them jump. "He reeks of Demon but you just jump around him as if he is the fisherman!" The three creatures looked at each other.

"Smells like Demon," Sealover-Salty admitted.

"But nice person!" Cuddle-Camille added. I sighed, calming down a little from my frustrated outburst.

This was the perfect moment to ask, "But, don't you guys feel the cold and fear hanging around him."

"You feel?" the copper scaled terror asked. I nodded. "He like dog." he said turning to his two companions.

"What do you mean with that?" I demanded, a little angry. I was a lot smarter than a mere dog.

Sealover-Salty answered, using his hind paw to scratch some salt off his neck while saying, "All creatures afraid of evil demon, but even when demon good, lots of them still afraid. Dogs afraid, deer afraid."

Cuddle-Camille took over and said, "Human and fish don't feel, don't care."

"But to some like cat and us, feels nice." The copper colored one finished.

"Feels nice? I heard Salty say that before, but what does it mean? What does he feel like to you guys?" They looked at each other again.

"Uhm, feels like..." "Like uh..." Cuddle-Camille found something to compare it to. "Like eating tasty fish and sleeping in front of fire, with friendly master petting you!"

I had done that once. During the winter, we had some very bad snow storms and I could sleep inside. Friend-Hiccup and I had fallen asleep in front of the fireplace. I remembered feeling safe and content, knowing we really cared about each other.

"You mean safe and comfortable?" I asked. All three of them nodded.

I was so jealous; I lived with the guy now, and I was the one having demon-phobia. Why couldn't I feel like the Terrors did around Danny? Why were they the only dragon species feeling okay around him? I would have even been happy if I couldn't feel anything –like the humans.

"But why is there that difference between us?" They were quite for a few seconds.

"Do not know." Sea-lover said eventually. "What does feel like to you?" He asked.

"Like disobeying the Red Death when he was in a bad mood." The three creatures' eyes widened and they shivered. We had obeyed the Red Death because we felt if we didn't, no matter how far away we were, something more horrible than being eaten would happen to us. With Friend-Hiccup's help, I had finally broken out of his spell and fought against him.

"Oh, got to go home! Master Aachje might get worried!" Cuddly-Camille said before flying off.

"Gonna sleep too, me tired." the copper colored dragon yawned, climbing down to find his nest. Eventually just Sealover-Salty and I were the only two left. I sighed and got ready to sleep myself.

"Don't be afraid of him, he good person, won't hurt you unless when you hurt him or others." I gave him a half glare. "Can feel it." He said before flying away.

I sighed again and looked up at the spot in the sky, which was now making sharp turns and wide loops.

Scary-Danny.

Demon-Danny.

Danny's p.o.v.

I felt so sorry for Tannlos. He was so afraid of me; mostly my ghost form. But I wasn't thinking about that now. Flying helped me clear my head. But one thought was still circling through my head; The portal. I had come through a temporary portal.

Was I ever going to get home?

If you would rather skip author notes: please read anyway!

OMG, finally. I did it. But I think without you guys I might have never done so. Because, even though I might be an idiot I learned two very important lessons.

1: Things are never fixed as easily as they are done!

2: Never give up; people might be counting on you!

April 25th was my birthday, I wanted to update back then, but I was very busy with celebrating and homework. So here is a little joke to make up for it.

I do not own DP, HTTYD or asdfmovie (4)

(! This will not happen in this story!)

*Sam and Tucker flying over Berk in the Specter Speeder, looking for Danny*

Random viking: OMGs, alien attack!

*Lots of yells*

Stoik: Throw the sheeps!

*Lots of pathetic bleats as sheep are thrown into the windshield of the Speeder, to no effect*

*Sheep attack stops*

Another random viking: Yea!

Danny and Hiccup:*face palm*

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