Hi guys! I'm back with a really quick short and sweet(ish?) chapter! I know I just uploaded a day ago, but I couldn't stop writing. Seriously, it was that one dream thing that was the issue. This is where it really really starts to change. I don't have much to say, and at this point, I'm tired, so enjoy, guys!


Thanks to the following people for reviewing:

Ilovechips4ever: Thank you so much for taking the time to review! Yeah, this story is supposed to be different, but I just hadn't really gotten there yet. But now, I have! This little chapter is the chapter where everything changes from the original story, and it's about to get interesting. Thanks for your input about a sequel and speaking of which... HTTYD: A Hidden World is less than a year away! Hopefully it stays in theaters until my birthday... rip.

ChimaTigon: I tried something like that once, but with another show. It's cool how you want to see more of Hailey's universe with an altercation of the Riders of Berk series, but that would be too much. I've discovered that if you're descriptive enough, an episode about twenty minutes long takes several, maybe two at the best, chapters to cover. I would then also be obliged to do Defenders of Berk and Race to the Edge, as well as maybe things like the Bonenapper thing and such. So no, I won't be doing those. As of now, I'll just stick to this, HTTYD2, and possibly HTTYD3.

KorrieChan: You guys' enthusiasm about the sequel is making me lean towards doing it, so much so that I'm even thinking about HTTYD3, and it's not even out yet! Also, surprise surprise, you do get to see me soon! Too soon? Perhaps... Last thing. I know about fangirls being scary. I'm one myself! It's never occurred to me that I might be the target of fangirls, though. It's weirdly a huge honor? I dunno.

HTTYDFANGIRL (Guest): Your review makes me question if you're okay or not... but at the same time... I can see where it's coming from. I'm really glad that you're so enthusiastic about it. I'm not sure if you can manage to stalk me though. I haven't disclosed anything besides my gender, general age, and general birthday. Good luck! (Please don't show up at my front door.)

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Naturally, I go to seek my refuge. The cove, Toothless, and eventually, the sky.

Toothless drifts from side to side in mid-air, gliding forward slowly. He waits for me to start. I take deep breaths and try not to think about the chances of my death from this. After constant modification of Toothless' riding gear, it's time for a test drive.

"Okay there, bud, we're gonna take this nice and slow." I pat him on the side twice, studying the sheet of paper with the various tail positions clipped onto the saddle. "Here we go, no, here we go. Position… three. No, four." I watch my foot cautiously as I push the pedal to match the diagram drawn on my cheat sheet.

The flap opens… and we don't plummet to our deaths! Toothless seems to draw confidence from that, so he wiggles a bit and starts to gain speed. Still careful, we perform a couple slow turns.

I look back proudly at the brown cloth that is attached to Toothless' tail, under my control and made by my hands. I can't help but grin.

But Toothless is a Night Fury. He can't be reduced to small turns and slight dips forever, so I mutter to myself. "All right. It's go time. It's go time."

I lean forward, and Toothless, sensing my thoughts, begins a dive. The trademark whistling of a Night Fury begins to slice through my ears. It's deafening, but I don't care. For the first time, I'm not scared of it. Oh, sure, there's still the risk of falling, don't get me wrong. However, I'm no longer scared of this Night Fury.

We flatten out against the ocean. Toothless sways, his wings skimming the vast blue expanse beneath us. We're quickly approaching some rock formation that could be deadly if not avoided, though.

"Come on buddy, come on buddy!" I whisper through my clenched teeth. I flatten myself against him, staring up at the birds above me. We make it through successfully. "Yes! It worked!" I crow.

My confidence ends up getting to me a little because soon we crash against a sea stack that I misjudged the distance of. Toothless snorts in annoyance. "Sorry!" I reply.

The impact of the crash and my desperate attempt to steer us away lands us against another one. "That's my fault."

Toothless eyes me and whacks the side of my head with an ear flap. "Yeah, yeah, I'm on it!" I insist, checking up on the pedal. I glance back at my cheat sheet again. "Position four, no, three."

Toothless and I climb higher and higher into the sky. Adrenaline pumps through my veins. Out of the corner of my eye, I even see a mountaintop! "Yes! Oh, this is amazing! The wind in my… cheat sheet!" I reach out my hand to grasp it, but it slips right through!

"Stop!" I scream, and Toothless does. The sudden stop in our vertical climb renders us both weightless for a moment, and right then, my harness unhooks from him! "Ahh!"

Toothless roars, terror in his eyes as we both begin to plummet.

"Oh gosh! Oh, gods!" I tumble through the air, doing all kinds of unintentional acrobatics. "All right y-you've kinda gotta angle yourself!" I try to instruct Toothless, but all I seem to be able to do is stammer. "Okay no no no you've gotta come back down towards - ow!" Toothless' tail whips me across the face and the force sends me somersaulting away from him.

Luckily, I draw closer to Toothless again and snatch at the saddle. After a couple tries, I manage to grab on and pull myself back onto him. I harness myself again and try to stabilize the both of us, but a mountain looms dangerously close.

I pull back with all my might so that we instead end up barely following the slope of the mountain, skimming the trees as we go.

We speed towards a natural bridge and I helplessly try to look at my cheatsheet flapping violently in my right hand. There isn't enough time!

Exasperated, I toss it behind me and decide to go with my instincts. Click! I swerve from side to side, using my body weight to guide Toothless. My foot seems to act on its own, almost like it had been flying with Toothless its entire life! We dodge every single sea stack at exhilarating speeds, even scoring a barrel roll at some point.

We make it out of the maze in one piece! An overwhelming sense of pride and triumph engulfs me.

I'm soaring!

"Yeah!" I cheer, my hands outstretched towards the sky. Toothless rumbles in agreement, obviously pleased as well. He launches a victory plasma blast that dissipates into a cloud of fire… that I soon pass through. "Aw, come on!"

I glare at Toothless. Thanks for everything, you useless reptile.

I find myself sitting on a random rock formation thing with Toothless a little bit later. Actually, it's more like a small island. There are a few trees and some grass further down.

I'm still blinking the smoke out of my eyes and running a hand through my singed hair. Toothless is feasting on some self-caught fish. He spits some back out for me and looks at me questioningly.

"I'm good," I answer, showing him my own fish. It's cooked, on a stick, and most importantly, free of Night Fury saliva.

Toothless doesn't really pay attention. He's gazing suspiciously at an approaching group of Terrible Terrors. They land and quickly establish that they're going for Toothless' fish. He wraps his front legs around the pile and pulls it towards his chest, almost like a child. He growls.

Two of them find the fish head that Toothless had offered me and begin squabbling over it. Another makes its way into the pile itself, crying out in determination when Toothless discovers so and grabs the fish too. They have a short-lived game of tug-of-war. The bigger dragon wolfs the fish down and snarls viciously.

The little Terror doesn't give up. It stalks toward us again, rearing back to deliver a fire blast when Toothless fires a tiny little flame of his own into the little thing's mouth.

The mouth flashes for a second before the Terror deflates and crawls away, still dazed.

"Not so fireproof on the inside, are ya?" I ask, amused. I offer it a small fish, "Here ya go."

The dragon nuzzles my hand in response but surprisingly doesn't eat the fish. Instead, it drags it off to the side of the sea stack with sparse plant growth. Intrigued, I follow it.

In the shade rests another dragon, closer to Toothless' size this time. Its blood red scales don't have the usual gloss to a dragon. The creature's yellow eyes look exhausted. The dragon also looks young. It couldn't be more than an adolescent, I decide.

I watch, fascinated when the Terror offers the bigger dragon its fish. The dragon looks at it with tired gratitude and chomps down on the food half-heartedly.

By now, I'm quite sure it's sick.

I feel Toothless approach behind me, and the dragon's head raises warily. Then, it vanishes.

It must be a Changewing!

It couldn't have gone far, it was sick. I turn to Toothless. "Do you mind if we give him some more fish?"

He seems to understand and disappears off to collect more food.

"Hey," I call out to the invisible dragon, "are you okay?" I inch forward, stretching out my hand. "I'm not going to hurt you, okay? I think you're sick. Toothless and I just want to help, promise."

I felt some abnormally hot scales against my palm. He really was sick. Little by little, I convinced him to eat, have some water, and rest. By late afternoon, he was looking a lot better. I could tell, too, because by then he trusted us enough to show himself.

He had cooled down a lot and began to participate in what looked like playful dragon banter between him, Toothless, and the Terrors.

I get up. It was probably time to go. "Come on, Toothless."

The Changewing, realizing that I was about to leave, nuzzles his head against my leg. "I'll be back," I promise him, "You get better, all right, buddy?"

He yawns in response.

Toothless gets up from his spot next to the Changewing and stretches his wings. The two of them bump heads affectionately.

Silently, I climb onto Toothless and then we take off for Berk.

During our return flight, so many thoughts boil in my head. The Terrors who seemed like they would normally be greedy little playful things had given up their food for a sick Changewing. The Changewing himself had gotten to trust me, letting me feed it by hand and accepting anything that I offered.

We'd only seen them as ruthless monsters.

I sigh, closing my eyes. "Everything we knew about you guys… is wrong."

We land back in the cove and Toothless beelines to his cave, undoubtedly getting ready to sleep until tomorrow. "Lazy lump," I mutter.

Nonetheless, I'm in a completely elated mood as I head to the edge of the cove.

Everything plummets straight down when I see Hailey standing a little bit off, waiting for me.

"And where have you been, Hiccup?"


Hello! I know this is a short chapter and if you guys don't really like that, I'd like you to know that it isn't always going to be like that. This is just a special occasion because I wanted a cliffhanger and I wanted to be cool... The sequel is most likely going to happen! Thanks to those of you who expressed your opinion on that! (Well, I don't have many people responding anyway. But you can change that! *winks*) Also, if you guys are interested in following a SoManyFandoms OwO Instagram, let me know! I'm thinking about it. It's not because I'm egotistical or anything, I just think it'll be easier to communicate with you guys because I hate posting chapters that just end up being announcements. Anyway, I'll be back as soon as possible with the next chapter!


Hiccup: She wants to be cool.

Hailey: So do you.

Hiccup: Shut up, Hailey.

Somi: Stop, both of you. Let me be in peace.

Hailey: Ah, peacefully waiting for the post-cliffhanger death threats, are we?

Somi: More or less.

Hailey: Okay.