Measuring up to a Viking father isn't easy. Especially for Hiccup since his father is also the chief of your village. So when you get a chance to prove your worth you jump on it.
Hiccup and Stoick were in the Great Hall getting their portrait painted by Bucket on a shield. Stoick held a sword in his left hand and Hiccup was holding a shield in his right.
I was elated at the news. And I was holding onto the feeling as Stoick and I stood ramrod-straight in front of Bucket's easel as he worked with his paints. In my hand, I held a shield, and Stoick had a hand on my shoulder and a sword in his other hand.
"Shoulders back and chin up, son!" Stoick said to Hiccup and he did exactly that. "This portrait's going to hang in this hall forever."
Bucket suddenly stood up from his easel, muttering to himself, and walked up to them. He brushed dust off of Stoick's shoulder pad and straightened Hiccup's shield. "I can't do this!" He wailed in frustration, and furiously pounded his head against a nearby pillar. "Okay, I'm good." He said calmly.
"I've never seen Bucket like this." Hiccup whispered to his father.
"Well, after he lost half his brain, he became an artist." Stoick explained as Bucket placed some paint on the shield.
"So he actually paint?" Hiccup asked.
"Oh, he's the best of the best," Stoick responded and gestured to a wall where other paintings where hanging. "He's going to do us proud this portrait will take its place alongside all the other chiefs and their sons."
"That is the only picture of me and my own father," He said softly looking at the last portrait in line. "It was a great day." He then glanced down at his son. "And so is this." They then turned back to face their front. "Chest out, son."
Hiccup took a breath and expanded his chest, but then let out the breath in a huff. "Yeah, this is about as out as it goes, dad." Hiccup said sheepishly.
"Ah, very well then." Stoick said.
That night, as all the adult Vikings had their meals, the other Viking teens clustered around the portraits in the Great Hall.
"Look at all these great leaders," Astrid said looking at Hiccup, voice full of wonder. "And tomorrow morning, you're going to be joining them."
"There goes the neighbourhood." Snotlout snorted.
"You're part of an elite group, my friend," Fishlegs said as they walked away looking at them. "And one of the few who wasn't killed by the successor."
"So far." Tuffnut said with a chuckle.
"I guess it is a big deal, I mean it's like being a part of history, right?" Hiccup said.
"A history of goofballs," Snotlout said pointing to one painting, which showed a young blonde Viking and his impressive father.
"That's Hamish the First," Fishlegs instantly replied, "Our richest and most revered leader, and his son Hamish the Second."
"I'm Hamish the First." Snotlout mocked in a high-pitched, snarky voice. "Bow down before me and kiss my pointy shoes!"
The twins chuckled and Tuffnut went and bowed behind Snotlout while Ruffnut bowed in front of him. Then Ruffnut pushed him and he tripped over Tuffnut. Then the portrait of Hamish fell down on Snotlout's head.
"Look what you did to the Hamishes!" Fishlegs squealed, who frantically picked it back up and hung it on its proper place on the wall. "Forgive us place."
But as he did so, a single sheet of parchment fluttered down from its hiding place on the back of the painting. "What's that? It's probably mine," Tuffnut said, making a grab for it, but Snotlout beat him to it.
"It looks like some kind of map," Snotlout said with a grin. "With poetry." He added, making a noise of disgust.
A hand flew out from nowhere and took the map. "I'll take that." Gobber said, ripping it out of Snotlout's grasp.
"Hey, that my poetry map." Snotlout said.
"All o' these were supposed to be destroyed." Gobber said to himself.
Astrid looked at him skeptically. "Why? What's so special about it?" She asked trying to grab the map but Gobber held it out of her reach.
"Yeah, dad don't keep us in suspense." Ragnar said curiously.
"Men lost their limbs, their lives, and their minds trying to find that treasure." Gobber explained.
"I've heard about this! The Treasure of Hamish the First, his son buried him with it and left this map. They say the clues are so complicated, that only a brilliant mind could decipher them." Fishlegs said excitedly.
"Stoick and I even went after this treasure." Gobber said looking at all the Viking teens. "It lured us up into the mountains in a blinding snowstorm. We fought like badgers over the clues we were lucky ta make it back alive, and with our friendship intact. For your own good, kids." He warned, "Forget you ever saw this."
He then limped off with the map, leaving a hushed silence behind.
The next morning the entire village had turned up to watch the revealing of Bucket's painting. Hiccup was up front with Stoick and Bucket. The painting was sitting on the easel, covered with a purple silk cloth.
"Here it comes, son," Stoick said gesturing toward the hidden painting. "This is our legacy." Hiccup turned to face the hidden panting.
Bucket then pulled the cloth away and reviled the painting. The moment Hiccup saw it his heart missed a beat because in this painting he looked about seventy pounds heavier, and more muscular than Snotlout. Also the sword and shield that was at their side were raised, ready for combat and both of them had determined, courageous looks on our faces.
But it don't stop the crowed from cheering and worst of all Stoick don't even notice that the painting looked nothing like him.
"Whoa, what happened to Hiccup?" Tuffnut said confused.
"Who cares?" Astrid said, as she and Ruffnut state dreamy at the painting.
"Great he's competing with himself." Ragnar said looking at the two girls.
"Hey, Bucket why am I so… like that?" Hiccup asked gesturing at the painting.
"Why is the sky blue?" Bucket responded. "Why do I have a bucket on me head? We'll never know the answers."
Stoick then walked up with a mug of ale in his fist. "You did a brilliant job, Bucket!" He said patting Bucket's shoulders. "Don't you think so, son?"
"But it's not me." Hiccup said painfully.
"Sure it is," Stoick said assuring. "You know, just bigger and stronger."
Mulch walked up. "Now that's the son of a chief." He said cheerily, clanking his mug with Stoick's.
"You see what I mean?" Stoick said.
Hiccup just stared at the painting and looked at the floor with disappointment.
Later that day Hiccup, Astrid and Ragnar were walking around the village talking about this morning.
"Unbeliever!" Hiccup said looking at his two friends. "My father likes that painting better than he the real me! I mean think about it… even my name! You know that it's Viking tradition to name the runt of the litter 'Hiccup'."
They turned around and saw a flock of sheep being led by a Viking, with the smallest one lagging behind somewhat. "Come on, little Hiccup," He told it, and when he looked up and saw me. "Oh, hello Hiccup."
"See! What do I have to do to get my father to accept me?" Hiccup muttered to myself.
"He does accept you," Astrid said soothingly, putting her hand on his shoulder. "He just accepts the painting more."
"Oh, come on Hiccup your full name is Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III that means there's two other Hiccup's in your family." Ragnar pointed out.
"Yeah, and there's no mention of them in any other our history." Hiccup said.
"Ragnar is right Hiccup you are the Viking that slayed the Red Death." Astrid said.
"True, but people out there think that I'm a ten feet tall and have the strength of a dozen men." Hiccup said.
Astrid was about to say something but Ragnar stopped her and shook his head. Once they came into the site of the forge they caught sight of Fishlegs standing out in front of it. Curious, the three of them walked over.
"What are you doing at my place, Fishlegs?" Ragnar asked, half-curious, half-suspicious.
"Nothing!" he replied, a little too quickly. Then he turned his head to the side and made a few bird calls in what looked like the direction of the forge. "Ca-caw, ca-caw!" He called, several times.
Hiccup sighed and Ragnar closed his eyes and shook his head. "Okay, where are tthey?" Hiccup asked. Fishlegs then did a impression of an owl.
They shook their heads and walked around back where the saw the twins staring at the window, and soon enough, Snotlout came crawling out of it.
"What are you doing?" Hiccup asked.
"I've got the map, we're finding that treasure." Snotlout said holding the map. Then he looked straight at Fishlegs. "And you are a horrible lookout."
"You heard what Gobber said," Astrid said scowling. "The bravest warriors in history have died trying to find that treasure."
Snotlout looked at her smugly. "Yeah, and I'm next."
"And what makes you think you're a brave warrior?" Ragnar smirked.
"Well I, personally, live to see my next birthday." Astrid scoffed.
"We'll be legends!" Fishlegs said looking at her. "They'll sing songs about us!"
"You'll be dead!" Astrid said bluntly. "Come on, guys, not even Stoick could find it."
Hiccup then got an idea. "You're right, he couldn't!" He said, more to himself than anyone else. "Give me that map," He said and tired it from Snotlout's hands.
"Finally, someone's making sense," Astrid said in approval.
"Yeah you can always count on Hiccup to talk sense into people." Ragnar said smiling.
"Alright, where do we start?" Hiccup asked looking at the map.
Both Astrid and Ragnar looked at each other and back at Hiccup like he was crazy. "Are you serious?" Astrid asked.
Hiccup looked at them seriously. "Think about it. My father couldn't find that treasure. What would he say if I did something that not even Stoick the Vast could do?"
They looked at each other and sighed. "You're going to go after this no matter what I say, right?" Astrid asked.
"And if you can't beat them join them." Ragnar said as the two of them walked towards Hiccup.
"So you two are not going to give me a hard time about this?" Hiccup responded, with a bit of amusement.
"Well I'm going to give you a hard time." Astrid said and pressed a finger on his chest. "Every step of the way."
"And you think I'm going to let my best friend go no a dangers quest with them then you are crazy." Ragnar said pointing at the twins.
Hiccup turned around and saw the twins hitting each other. "Hard I said I wanted to see stars." Tuffnut said to his sister. Ruffnut then punched her brother hard in the face.
"Good point." Hiccup said. Then he returned to look at the map. "Looks like the map leads you to these spots."
"And the riddles are clues to what we're supposed to find." Fishlegs said looking at the writing.
"Blah, blah, blah, where's the treasure?" Snotlout said and snatched the map, and started reading. "Clue number one: Where the land meets the sea, in the crook of the master's knee, that's where your search will be-gin."
"That doesn't sound so brilliant." Ruffnut said.
"Okay Think think think. Think think think. …I forgot what I was thinking about." Tuffnut said repeatedly as hit his head.
"Well when it says 'Where the land meets the sea' it obviously means a beach, but 'the crook of the master's knee' I don't know." Ragnar said as they bent over to look at the map.
"But I have." Hiccup said.
Moments later they were back at the Great Hall looking at the row of portraits on the wall. "Look, right there!" Hiccup said pointing.
They all looked and saw he was pointing at Hamish the First. His foot was up on a rock, and his knee pointed to a weird looking rock spire jutting out from the rock behind him. "Where his knee bends! That's where we start looking." He said cheerfully.
A few minutes later, they were on their dragons and flying down to one of the beaches. On this beach, there was a spectacular view of the water, and in particular, the same rock spire that was featured in the painting.
"Listen up you guys." Hiccup told them, unrolling the map and reading aloud the next clue. "From here you will see the sea that's been sown, look to where water turns to bone."
Snotlout leaned on Hookfang's horn, confused. "Water turns to bone? Hamish isn't even trying to make sense."
"No!" Hiccup said and repeated the riddle. Then he got an idea. "He must mean ice! The glacier!"
They looked up at the glacier that was right next to the beach. "Of course!" Ragnar said looking at it. "That's what Hamish means by 'the sea that's been sown'."
"If only my dad could see me now." Hiccup said.
They then flew up towards the glacier.
Meanwhile at the Great Hall Gobber had just told Stoick about finding the map and how it was now gone.
"You had that map and didn't destroy it?" Stoick yelled looking at Gobber in disbelief. "What were you think?"
"I know I'm an idiot." Gobber said rubbing the back of his head. "I thought that you and I should take another crack at finding that treasure."
"Gobber!" Stoick said warningly.
"We turned back too early!"Gobber protested and shrugged. "So we lost a couple toes."
"Come on, Gobber!" Stoick ordered getting up. "We've got to find Hiccup and the others before they get themselves killed. Why would he do something like this?" He said shaking his head.
As Stoick walked off Gobber glanced guiltily at the portrait of Hiccup and Stoick hanging on the wall behind him.
Meanwhile the Viking teens were in the glacier looking at their surroundings. The walls and floor of the cavern were made purely of ice, and they could see a lot of Vikings frozen in the ice.
"There's something down there!" Astrid said, catching sight of a small object buried in the floor.
"I bet that guy saw it too." Fishlegs muttered, looking at a frozen Viking nearby.
Hiccup then read the next clue on the map. "Call on Magni, you'll go astray. Freya, though, will show the way."
"I get it!" Snotlout said. He bent down over the object and began to bang his head against the ice, causing it to fracture.
There was a sudden click and Hiccup looked up and saw a massive, clawed mace that began to swing down on top of Snotlout. "No!" He cried and pulled Snotlout away from the cracked ice just as it swung down and smashed itself into the wall right next to them.
"We can't break the ice." Hiccup said, panting slightly. "That's what 'Magni' means. He's the god of strength."
Ragnar snapped his fingers. "Of course! And Freya is the goddess of fire!" He said.
Hiccup nodded and rolled up the map and stood back up, helping Snotlout to his feet. "And that's exactly what we're going to use." He looked up to where Toothless was perched. "Toothless, you know what to do."
He roared and hopped down from the icy ledge. Hiccup pointed to the frozen object and encouraged. "Light them up." Toothless nodded and shot a stream of blue fire at the ice, rapidly melting a hole.
Hiccup picked up the burning object and looked at it. It looked like some kind of symbol, with parts on the sides which made it seem like it would fit together with something.
"That's it, this is the treasure?" Ruffnut asked a little disappointed.
"No it can't be." Hiccup replied. "But I bet it'll lead us to it."
Tuff took the object and held it at arm's length. "Take us to the treasure!" He commanded it.
"Let me know if it answers." Astrid joked.
"This is just the first piece." Hiccup said taking it back from Tuffnut.
Then there was a loud rumble and a strange hissing sound, and the glacier started to shake. Big chunks of ice began to fall from the ceiling, and huge crevasses split the floor into a jigsaw puzzle.
"Toothless!" Hiccup cried.
Toothless and the other dragons flew towards them. Quickly the Viking teens jumped on their dragons and flew outside. They flew away from the glacier as it broke apart.
Meanwhile Stoick and Gobber were on the beach tracking the teens down with Stoick's Thunderdrum nearby. Gobber was kneeing on the beach looking at the tracks in the sand.
"Night Fury prints." Gobber noted. He gathered some of the sand and loudly sniffed at it. "They were here… about an hour ago."
"I'll never understand how you do that," Stoick in bewildered. "What does 'an hour ago' smell like Gobber?"
"Not as strong as a half hour ago." Gobber said simply.
"Look!" Stoick said pointing at the glacier which was crumble into the sea. "The kids must have found something up there."
"It was in the glacier." Gobber said looking at the crumbling glacier. "I knew it!"
"Oh, you knew it? Then how come we spent a week digging in the sand?" Stoick said snorting.
"That was your idea!" Gobber said scowling
"Hiccup got farther in one afternoon than we did in a month." Stoick said stunned.
"Yep, looks like the little Hiccup's got the best of us. And we think we're the big, strong Vikings." Gobber said as he posed.
"What are you saying Gobber?" Stoick asked tilting his head.
"Stoick, it's the painting." Gobber said plainly.
"Of course!" Stoick said getting the idea. "He's trying to prove himself."
Then both he and Gobber looked at the glacier.
Meanwhile the Viking teens were out at sea perched on a sea stack. He rolled out the map and began to read the next clue.
"At the edge of the world, amidst the raging sea, in the serpent's mouth lies another key." He read.
"Serpents!" Tuffnut exclaimed. "I hate serpents. There reptiles right?"
"You do realize that you're sitting on one?" Ruffut asked and Tuffnut jumped up in surprise.
"Hey, that cloud looks like a serpent." Snotlout said pointing at a cloud.
"Yeah, and in a few minutes it'll look like a bunny." Astrid reprimanded him.
"Besides, how would Hamish places this key up in thin air." Ragnar asked.
"Wait a minute!" Hiccup said and looked at the map closely. "He might be on to something. 'In the mouth lies the key'." Hiccup then looked at the map. "Look right there!" pointing at a sea stack that was right in front of them that twisted like a serpent and had an opening at the top. "Let's go!" He said mounting Toothless.
"Whoa, whoa, are you crazy?" Fishlegs asked stopping Hiccup. "You can't take a Night fury with a large wingspan of 48 feet and expect him to hover in winds like that! You'll be killed!"
Hiccup's gaze went from Fishlegs, to Meatlug and came up with an idea. "Well, what's the wingspan of Meatlug's?"
Moments later, Fishlegs rode on Meatlug into the harsh wind, with Hiccup dangling on a rope that hung down from Meatlug's saddle.
"Keep her steady." Hiccup said calmly.
"Oh, Thor!" Fishlegs muttered as he tried to stay on Meatlug. "Do we really need that treasure? Isn't our friendship treasure enough?"
They flew closer to the sea stackand inside the opening Hiccup saw the key. It looked just like the object they got from the glacier. Hiccup stretched out his hand to grab the key but it was too far away from him reach.
"I can't reach it." Hiccup said looking up at Fishlegs.
"Okay, we tried A of effect." Fishlegs said wanting to leave.
"Hold on!" Hiccup said.
He began to climb down the rope and stopped before he got to the end. He then began to grab the key with his metal leg. It took him a few tries, but he managed to grab his with it and tossed it up, so he could grab it with his hand.
"Yes got it!" Hiccup yelled and Fishlegs flew away happy. "How's that for a Hiccup?" He said looking at the key with pride.
Moments later they were back on Berk and were walking through the forest to get to the spot on the map. While they were walking Hiccup put the two keys together.
"Look they fit together." Hiccup said, and looked up at Astrid and Ragnar. "We must be on the right track."
"Yeah, but it looks like that there is still one key left." Ragnar said pointing at the gap between the two keys.
"Hiccup, what are you going to do with your part of the treasure?" Ruff asked curiously.
"I'm not really here for the treasure." Hiccup said.
"Great, I get his share." Snotlout said instantly and everyone rolled their eyes.
"You know you don't have to do this." Astrid said looking at Hiccup.
"Yeah, try telling that to my dad." Hiccup said plainly.
They then came to a halt as they walked out of the woods and toward a strange rock wall that blocked their way. A section of the wall appeared to be made up blocks of all shapes and sizes.
"This must be the spot." Hiccup said looking at the map. "Why else would anyone build a wall in the middle of the woods?"
"Duh, to keep out the other trees." Tuffnuy smirked.
"Well I got another one for you." Hiccup said and began to read the clue. "The world is right, when stars align. When not in sync, the danger you'll find."
"Stars?" Snotlout repeated. "I'm not waiting around here until night!"
"I don't think he means actually stars." Hiccup said looking at him. "I main the water didn't really turn to bone."
"Well what do you think it means, Hiccup?" Astrid asked.
"Why ask him?" Snotlout asked Astrid. "Maybe I know."
Everyone then stared in silence at Snotlout with raised eyebrows. "I said maybe," Snotlout defended himself. "Turns out, I don't."
Fishlegs climbed off of Meatlug and walked to the wall, looking up at all the stones that created it. "Huh, there's shapes carved into each one of these bricks," He realized, trailing his hand over one of the shapes.
"Keep a look for anything that looks like a star." Hiccup, as he and the others climbed off their dragons too.
"Got one!" Snotlout grinned, as he started to pull out one of the rocks with the stars.
Suddenly, the top of the wall started to crumble on top of Snotlout. "Put it back! Put it back!" Fishlegs panicked, as Snotlout tried to push the rock back into its slot.
"Hookfang!" Snotlout called to his dragon, who was watching a leaf fall from a tree. "HOOKFANG!"
When Hookfang finally looked towards Snotlout, and used his snout to push the rock back into the slot, causing the crumbling to stop.
"Okay, it says in sync. That mean there must be another star." Hiccup said looking at the map.
"Up there!" Astrid said pointing up.
"I think we must pull them out at the same time." Ragnar said.
"Ruff, Tuff!" Hiccup said looking at the twins.
They nodded and led Barf and Belch over to the wall. The two of them gestured to the rocks with the stars and made pulling motions. Barf and Belch then grabbed the rocks with their teeth and pulled them out at the same time. This time the wall didn't topped over, and instead opened up to reveal a massive cave. As the Vikings stared in awe and entered the cave with their dragons, the wall closed back up, sealing them inside. Toothless then started clawing the wall, but it did no good they were trapped.
"Looks like, we've got no choice but to go forwards." Ragnar said looking at the closed wall.
The group of Viking teens continued to wander around the cave with their dragons, until Hiccup and Astrid spotted two torches on the wall they grabbed them and Toothless lit both of them up with his fire. It wasn't long until they all came across a massive room with several pedestals in a circle in the middle.
"So what now?" Ragnar asked.
"Ugh, it's so hot!" Snotlout complained, as he started to sweat. "Is anyone else hot because I'm really hot?"
"You know I thought it was just me." Ragnar said brushing some sweat off his brow.
"I know!" Tuffnut agreed, wiping his forehead. "I'm sweating like a dragon at an eel party."
"Uh, guys?" Astrid spoke up, noticing something on the ground. "Is it me, or is the floor moving?"
Hiccup lowered his torch by the ground, only to see small rat-like creatures scurry away from the fire. "Uh, Toothless?" Hiccup said turning to his dragon. "Mind giving a little light?"
Toothless shot a plasma blast upwards, the light quickly revealing what was surrounding all of them. "That's why it's so hot in here," Fishlegs realized, keeping his panic under control. "Fireworm Dragons!"
"This is not good." Ragnar said, just as Tuffnut was about to pick one up.
"Stop!" Hiccup yelled at Tuffnut. "Their skin burns hot than the sun."
"Yeah, but how hot can the sun really be?" Tuffnut shrugged, but then the Fireworm in his hand caught on fire. "Ouch! Ah!"
At Tuffnut's scream, the whole floor started to glow orange, indicating there was Fireworms all over the place. The dragons started to blast fire down on the floor in an attempt to get the Fireworms to leave. As they did this, Hiccup and Toothless walked towards the pedestals with the map in his hands.
"Grab them all and let's go!" Snotlout yelled.
"No, it's a choice, listen to this, guys." Hiccup said and began to read the last riddle, while looking at each of the pieces on the pedestals. "Something pure and something strong. Look first to yourself, and you won't go wrong."
"Strong," Fishlegs repeated. "That must be the one made of iron!"
"But it's not pure!" Astrid argued. "Take the gold."
"Yeah, but that sounds too easy. It got to be something less obvious." Ragnar said.
Meanwhile, the dragons were going their best to chase the Fireworms away, but they were getting tired. Which was proven by Hookfang who had ran out of fire luckily Meatlug came to the rescue and fired laver at them.
"It's starting to get really hard to breathe!" Astrid yelled brushing the sweat off of her forehead.
"That's what it feels like when you're getting roasted alive!" Fishlegs said and looked down at Hiccup. "You might want to make a decision soon, Hiccup! We don't have much time."
At that moment some Fireworms ran towards him, but Toothless scared them off with his fire. Hiccup looked at pedestals and got an idea. "Look to yourself." Hiccup said to himself. He then stepped up to the pedestal with the reflective piece. Hesitating slightly, he picked it up the piece and braced himself, but nothing happened and smiled.
Suddenly, the Fireworms retreated and scurried away, as the ground underneath Hiccup started to crack. "Hiccup!" Astrid cried, as he and Toothless fell into the sinkhole. "Oh no, where did they go?" Astrid said looking down the sinkhole.
"I don't know!" Ragnar said just as worried as she was.
"We got to get outta here!" Tuffnut insisted, as rocks and boulders fell from the ceiling.
"Through there!" Snotlout pointed at a large hole above them that revealed sunlight.
"No!" Astrid refused, pulling Fishlegs. "We are not leaving them!"
"If we don't go now, we'll all be trapped!" Fishlegs argued, as Astrid considered his words. "There won't be anyone to save Hiccup."
"I don't like it either, but we can help them more out there than in here." Ragnar said placing a hand on her shoulder.
After a moment of doubt, Astrid and the others climbed onto the dragons, as they flew out of the cave unharmed.
Meanwhile at the bottom of the cave, Hiccup, and Toothless were still alive a bit bruised but alive.
"We got to find a way out of here. Give us some light, bud?" Hiccup said looking at Toothless.
Toothless looked around the place, and then shoot a plasma blast at a large rock and lighting it up. Now that the cave seemed brighter, Hiccup then noticed a small hole in the ground and crouched down to look at it.
"I wonder." Hiccup said to himself and took out the keys and connected them all together. As Hiccup placed the key into the hole and twisted the top, a pedestal rose up from the ground just as a door opened up by the side. "Well, we've come this far." He said looking at Toothless.
They then began to walk through the doorway.
Meanwhile outside, Astrid, Ragnar, Fishlegs and the dragons were digging through the rocks in an attempt to rescue Hiccup and Toothless.
"Keep digging!" Astrid ordered, as she dug as fast as she could. "We got to find them."
"Find who!" A booming voice asked. They turned around and saw Stoick and Gobber landing on Stoick's Thunderdrum. He looked at the Viking teens and saw that Hiccup was missing. "Son!"
Meanwhile Hiccup and Toothless were still walking through the cave. They soon walked across a bridge before coming across a room surrounded by gold treasure with a pedestal in the centre and a scroll sitting in top of it.
Hiccup walked up to the pedestal and grabbed the scroll, which had writing on it. He then began to read it. "This treasure was passed from father to son, I leave it to you, the next worthy one. For only a Hiccup could get this far. From one to another, be proud of who you are."
Hiccup then opened up a scroll to reveal a picture of Hamish I and Hamish II. But the picture was different than the one in the Great Hall for Hamish II was just as skinny as Hiccup was.
"Whoa, Hamish II… was a Hiccup! Just like me!" Hiccup realized, looking Toothless smiling. "He knew only anyone of us could find this place." He smiled, looking down at the scroll and then looked at the mountain of treasure. "Look at all this stuff. I guess being a Hiccup isn't such a bad thing after all."
Suddenly, the pedestal sunk back into the ground, only for two more to rise up. One had a large war hammer, and on the other stood a quill. "Wow, I guess Hamish II really loved pedestals," He said and spotted something on the ground and sighed. "And apparently, riddles."
"In between the body and the mind, a choice must be made on what you find," Hiccup read, crouching down so he could read it better. "At this moment, you must look to yourself, as only one path will give you true wealth."
He groaned a bit. "Come on, Hamish, you're killing me." He muttered, as the columns behind the group feel down and blocked the exit.
Then more rocks started to fall from the ceiling. Hiccup turned back to the pedestals, his view switching from the hammer to the quill. He then ran towards one of the pedestals.
Meanwhile outside Stoick was helping Astrid, Ragnar and Fishlegs digging through the rocks.
"Keep digging!" He ordered in a worried voice. "That my son in their!"
Suddenly, the ground nearby started to rumble and fall behind them. "Hiccup!" Stoick breathed
Then all of them ran to the sight of the crash. When the smoke cleared, Hiccup and Toothless were revealed, and in Hiccup's hand was the quill.
"You know, I don't know why I get worried about you. Your just too stubborn to die." Ragnar said shaking his head in disbelief.
"Son!" Stoick said ran towards Hiccup.
"Hey, dad!" Hiccup said calmly as if nothing happed. Stoick hugged his son very tightly. "Dad I can't breathe!" Hiccup gasped.
Then everyone ran down the hill all asking questions at the same time. "What happened?" Fishlegs asked curiously.
"Blah, blah, who cares?!" Snotlout said, impatiently. "Where's the treasure?"
Hiccup took out the scrolls and unrolled it and to reveal the picture of Hamish I and Hamish II. "This is the real Hamish I real son." He informed everyone.
Snotlout just seemed disappointed. "That's not treasure!"
Stoick placed an arm around Hiccup's shoulder. "To a father it is." He said and knelt down and looked at his son face to face. "I never met for you to feel like you had to do something like this."
"I know dad, but I had to do it, for myself." Hiccup said.
Stoick smiled and the two of them hugged each other.
Later that day at the Great Hall everyone watched as Bucket took down the old portrait of Stoick and Hiccup, Stoick and replaced it with a more accurately painting.
In the painting, Stoick was grinning down at him with a hand on his shoulder. Instead of a sword, Hiccup had a scroll in his hands. His old helmet was on, and he was delighted that he was skinny as usual.
Stoick then placed a hand on Hiccup's shoulder. He looked up, and Stoick gave him a smile.
Hiccup had spent most of his life trying to prove to his father that he could be his kind of Viking. As it turns out he already was.
