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They all went up to the Great Hall for dinner, and then big each other goodnight before walking to their assigned homes. All except Astrid, who accompanied Hiccup to make sure he got there without banging into something.

"So did the treehouse work out alright?" Hiccup asked.

"Oh, the treehouse?" Astrid repeated. Hiccup nodded. "Oh, yeah, it did," she said. "I wish...I wish you could see it, Hiccup. Maybe I should have just showed you the plans while we still had the chance."

"Don't worry about it, Astrid," said Hiccup. "You wanted to make it a surprise, and I understand that. I wish it hadn't happened, the whole blind thing, but...hey, can't change what happens, as much as we wish we could."

"You don't need to tell me, Hiccup, I know," said Astrid. She sighed. "I just wish...I don't know, that everything was different. If I hadn't even come up with that treehouse idea, you'd still have your vision."

"But the treehouse was a great idea, Astrid," said Hiccup. "Sure, I might never be able to actually see it, but you describing it is a close second."

Astrid smiled slightly. "Well," she said, "you know, Gothi didn't say she was absolutely positive it was permanent. Maybe you'll still get your sight back, someday."

"That'd be cool," said Hiccup. "Someday, I suppose."

"Well, we're here," said Astrid, tugging Hiccup onto his front porch. "You got it from here?"

"Yeah, I do," said Hiccup. "I know my way around my house."

"Okay," said Astrid. "Well, I guess I'll see you...uh...tomorrow."

"Yeah," said Hiccup. "I'll see...well, not see...hear you tomorrow, too." He offered a sad smile, opened his front door, and then entered the abode. After Toothless walked inside, Hiccup closed it behind himself and his dragon.

Astrid sighed, turned, and walked away, Stormfly trailing behind her.

Hiccup sighed heavily and leaned against his door, running a hand over his face and through his hair. Toothless growled at him and nudged him, and Hiccup ran his other hand over the dragon's scaly head.

"This is going to be tricky, bud, you know that?" Hiccup asked. Toothless cooed in agreement, purring as he nuzzled Hiccup's side. "It might just be as tricky as it was getting used to having a prosthetic," said Hiccup. "If not possibly more so..." His voice trailed off, and he tried to think about something else. But it was hard to do that when he was reminded of it every single time he opened his eyes, or closed his eyes. It didn't make a difference either way. He was blind.

"We'll just have to make it work," said Hiccup. "Adjust to what happened, like we adjusted when I lost a leg. It should be easy." His thoughts betrayed his words. It wouldn't be easy. It wouldn't be easy to adjust. It wouldn't ever get back to normal. Not if this was permanent. Not if he would never see again.

"Come on, Toothless," he said. "Let's go to bed."

Hiccup moved over to the stairwell without much of a problem. He had memorized his house; it was no problem whatsoever. He climbed the stairs and sat down on the edge of his bed. He didn't even remove his riding gear, too lost in thought to care either way.

Why did everything have to be so difficult?

Hiccup sighed and fell backwards, staring up at the ceiling, not knowing exactly what he was looking at. For all he knew, there could have been three Zipplebacks hanging silently from his roof, and he would have never known it. Why was it always him? First his leg, now his vision. What next?

Toothless laid halfway on top of him, purring contentedly. He didn't care if Hiccup was blind, just so long as he wasn't dead. Hiccup ran his hand over Toothless' head and then subconsciously touched the still healing gash on his hairline. He winced, not because it hurt, but because he knew what that gash had caused.

"For a treehouse," Hiccup mumbled, mostly to himself. "For a treehouse."

He still had a hard time wrapping his mind around it. If only he had moved out of the way. If only he didn't go with Snotlout at all to get that wood. If only...if only...if only...there were about ten "if onlys" Hiccup could think of.

Hiccup was just about to fall asleep, when he felt Toothless climb in the bed with him and wrap himself around his body.

"Toothless, you can't sleep here," Hiccup scowled. But Toothless didn't care. He laid his head on Hiccup's chest and closed his eyes, falling asleep.

"Great," Hiccup mumbled, but he was smiling. "Stubborn, useless reptile..."

Before he knew what was happening, he was asleep.

...

Astrid bumped into Stoick on her way back to her house. The Berkian Chief was heading back to his own home, no doubt wondering how the trip to Gothi's had gone.

"Evening, Astrid," said Stoick. "Where's Hiccup?"

"At your guys' house," said Astrid. "Probably sleeping, more than likely."

"Good, good," said Stoick, almost awkwardly. "Ah...I was going to ask you how it went at Gothi's. Did you learn anything?"

"Um...yeah, actually," said Astrid, wondering how she was going to break it to Stoick and tell him that Hiccup was, quite possibly, going to be blind for the rest of his life. Stoick waited for her to continue, and she did so. "Gothi said that she thinks...she thinks it's permanent."

Stoick sighed. "I was worried that it would be," he said. He recalled seeing the previous head injuries of his villagers, some who had lost their minds or their vision after being hit over the head by some hard object. Seeing them or hearing about them pained him, but it was never like this. Head injuries had never scared him before, but now it was different. Now, it was his only son.

"Stoick," said Astrid, "there is a possibility Hiccup will get his vision back. Gothi didn't say she was absolutely positive about that, you know."

"I understand that," said Stoick. "But still, I am worried."

"Me too, Stoick," said Astrid. "Me too."

Afterwards, they bid each other goodnight and headed in opposite directions.