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Hiccup shifted nervously under his father's gaze. He tried once again to lighten the mood.
"How did you sleep last night, dad?" he asked, smiling nervously. "'Cause I slept great."
A frown still graced his father's features. Stoick sighed and began to speak.
"I have a question for you, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III."
Hiccup winced. The mention of his full name is not a good sign.
"Why did you go out when I told you you were suppose to stay inside and rest?" Stoick continued sternly.
"Because...umm...b-b-because," Hiccup stammered.
Stoick raise an eyebrow.
"Yes, go on."
Hiccup sighed as well. Better off telling the truth.
"Because its boring being stuck in bed all day," Hiccup complained. "I just wanted to go out for a little bit. Just for some fresh air and for Toothless to stretch his wings."
Stoick pinched the bridge of his nose. He can understand that but going out with a fever will not help him get better.
"Son, I understand staying in bed is boring," said Stoick, "but it's better than getting sicker and having stay in bed longer."
Hiccup huffed and rolled his eyes. Stoick ignored that and continued on speaking.
"Once you're better, you're grounded."
Hiccup's eyes widened.
"What?!"
"No flying unless you are at the training academy or doing a job for me or someone else in the village," said Stoick in a stern tone.
"But dad..." Hiccup started before being interrupted.
"No 'but's," Stoick interrupted, holding up a hand to stop him. "That's final Hiccup Horrendous Haddock."
Then, he turned to leave.
"That's not..." Hiccup started before being cut off by a coughing fit.
Hearing the cough, Stoick turned around, worry on his face.
"Now when did that start?" Stoick asked in concern.
The coughing subsiding, Hiccup wave it off.
"It's nothing dad," said Hiccup. "Really."
Then, he began to cough again. This time, the force making him fall to his knees. Fear ran through Stoick as he got on his knees in front of his 18 year old son. Toothless squawked in concern as well, going next to Hiccup.
"Hiccup!" said Stoick, grabbing his shoulders. "This definitely isn't nothing."
"Really dad," said Hiccup, weakly coughing now. "I'm fine."
Stoick pressed his hand against Hiccup's forehead, frowning deeply.
"Your fever is getting worse," was all Stoick said before picking Hiccup up bridal style.
Stoick walked upstairs with Hiccup weakly coughing and Toothless following him, concern in the dragon's eyes. He placed Hiccup on his bed and covered him with the furs.
"I'm going to get you some water and your medicine," said Stoick before leaving for said items.
Hiccup didn't even bother with protesting which worried his father. He came back up and saw Hiccup coughing again, Toothless watching, feeling helpless. Stoick went to Hiccup's bedside and helped lift his head, coaxing him to drink the medicine and water. Then, after giving Toothless strict orders to watch Hiccup, Stoick went out and got fresh cool water. When he returned and after dipping the cloth and wringing it out, Stoick dabbed the cold cloth on Hiccup's neck and cheeks before setting it on his forehead. Hiccup winced and tried to move away from the cloth.
"It's cold," he moaned before coughing again.
"I know but your fever is too high," Stoick said gently. "Now, get some rest. I'll be back in a little bit to check up on you."
Hiccup nodded and almost instantly fell asleep. Stoick looked at Toothless, who was watching with concern in his eyes.
"Let me know if he wakes up," he told the dragon.
Toothless nodded and placed his head gently on Hiccup's stomach. Before leaving, Stoick gave Hiccup's hand a light squeeze.
"I hope you get well soon Hiccup," he whispered.