Hey, guys. Long time no see. As I've said this chapter was a little late *chuckles nervously*. Okay, I'm sorry for not updating for this long, but I've had a little writer's block. Anyways, I hope you'll like this chapter :) And without any further ado, on with the chapter!

To Eris: I'm glad that you liked the last chapter. Hiccup's plane will not be faster than the sound cuz it's not safe for aerobatics. But Hiccup will have his own outfit for flying ;)

Chapter 10: Working on The Plane

Hiccup tried to move the rudder on more time, but still, it wasn't moving. He watched it closely and noticed a little pebble, stuck between two pieces, and not allowing the rudder to move.

Hiccup had already checked the ailerons and flaps and they were working. The airframe, surprisingly, wasn't in a bad condition, considering that it had been in that dump for no less than three months.

He went to the rack and picked the instrument that he needed. After approaching the tail of the plane, he carefully removed the pebble. Hiccup tried moving the rudder one more time and it moved, just with a squeak. That meant it needed to be oiled.

Since all stabilizers were working, it was time to install the pedals and the stick. He picked up the pedals that he brought recently and began installing them. After a half hour, the pedals were installed. Hiccup whipped the sweat from his forehead and stood up, stretching his back. He was in leaned position for too much time.

He pressed the left pedal and the rudder turned to the left. Then he pressed the right pedal and the rudder turned to the right. Well, the pedals were working. Now the time was for the stick.

At first, Hiccup couldn't decide what he wanted to use stick or yoke. But since his plane was going to be a sport plane he decided to use a stick. Many pilots were saying that it was more comfortable for aerobatics.

He went to the rack, picked the stick and began installing it.

"By contract, now you need to pay two-thirds of the money, sir. That will be 20,200 dollars. You need to pay the rest after the engine will be delivered," said the girl. Hiccup handed her his credit card. Now he was in Mulch's Engines. They were the best engine sellers in Berk. And since they had a contract with his father's company, and he was working there, they made him a discount.

When all the payment was over, Hiccup took the papers and left. They had said that the engine would be delivered during the day. He gave them the Gobber's workshop address, and now he was heading there.

When he entered the workshop, Gobber was working on some plane, as always. His workshop was pretty famous. Many people were bringing their planes here, in order to repair them, or change something. And sometimes people who didn't know Gobber well were asking him to draw something on their planes. Well, in short, that not always ended well. Gobber loved his job and he was doing it with a big pleasure.

"Hey, laddie. How's yer mornin' been?" asked Gobber standing up and heading towards Hiccup.

"Hey, Gobber. I'm coming from Mulch's Engines. I've bought a Lycoming O-540. And I gave them the address of your workshop. I hope you don't mind," said Hiccup. It was very hard for him to choose between Lycoming O-540 and Continental IO-550. They were both six-cylinder, air-cooled, horizontally opposed aircraft engines. But since Lycoming O-540 was developed for high-performance competition aerobatics, Hiccup decided to buy it.

"Of course, I don't mind!" said Gobber. He knew that Hiccup would never change. He would always ask him, even if he said that he can do whatever he wanted. "As I've said, the workshop is mine as it yer's."

"Again, thanks for letting me work in your workshop," said Hiccup gratefully. As Gobber said earlier he would never change. Hiccup was really glad to have Gobber. He was like a second father to him. Gobber smiled and nodded.

"Did ye have a breakfast?" asked Gobber patting the boy's back. Hiccup was so eager to go to shop, that he even didn't care about having a breakfast.

"Um…no?" answered Hiccup a bit hesitant. He thought he knew where this was going.

"Ah! That's great! Come, I've made a yak stew!" exclaimed Gobber happily. 'Oh no,' Hiccup thought. Gobber was not the best cook. There was a time when he was eating Gobber's yak stew and he bit something metallic. He even thought that it broke his tooth! When Hiccup took the object off his mouth, he noticed that it was a bolt! He even didn't want to ask how it appeared in the soup.

"I hope, I'll be able to receive the engine after I'll eat your soup," Hiccup deadpanned. Gobber frowned.

"Oh! C'mon, laddie it's not that bad!" he exclaimed a bit hurt. His old aunt Gunhild loved his soup. Well, she couldn't say that she loved it since she was mute. But Gobber always saw tears in her eyes when he was feeding her the soup. That were tears of happiness.

"Believe me, it is…," Hiccup muttered under his breath. To his relief, Gobber hadn't heard it. The old mechanic took the boy to his house and began serving his stew. Hiccup hoped that he would not get poisoned.

"…and also you need to sign here," said the worker. Hiccup signed where he was told and handed the pen back to the man. "Thank you. Now, do you have an engine hoist?"

Hiccup nodded. Like all people who worked on aircraft, Gobber had an engine hoist. He went further into the workshop and returned rolling a red hoist. The worker helped him to carefully strap the engine, and they rolled the hoist to the table.

After thanking the worker, Hiccup went to the back of the workshop. He had his own little room in there. In the room was placed his desk, some of his belongings and instruments. On the wall were hanging many sketches of planes and dragons.

Hiccup took the sketches of the engine that he had done and went back to the workshop. He carefully placed the engine on the table and rolled the hoist away. He wouldn't need it for some time.

Hiccup looked at sketches and then at the engine. He had a lot of things to do and it would take some time.

It passed 5 days since Hiccup began working on his plane. He was returning home very late at night or wasn't returning at all. Gobber even put a pillow and some blankets in the workshop! He had asked the neighbors to look after Toothless, and Gobber was, sometimes, visiting him too. Toothless surely would be grumpy after all of this.

Hiccup looked at the plane. The airframe was clean and all stabilizers were working. The pedals and the stick were installed. He had already installed the engine and put the propeller. Hiccup also had changed the wires on the wheels. It only stayed to install the LED screen and the seats.

But before installing the LED screen he needed to program it, and that wasn't an easy thing to do. A year ago, when he was in university, he decided to study programming and it came handy. Besides, he decided to give his plane an AI, something that no light-sport aircraft had.

That meant he needed to work hard because it was a big challenge for him. Hiccup decided to take a day off tomorrow and rest since he would have a hard week.

It was somewhere near eight o'clock in the evening. Gobber had already gone home. Hiccup closed the workshop and got into his car. When he opened the door of his house, the first thing he saw was his black dog's pouting face. Toothless was clearly offended. He hadn't seen his owner for a week!

"Oh, stop pouting you big baby boo!" said Hiccup noticing Toothless' expression. Toothless just turned his head away, still angry at him. He was waiting for his apology.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry," Hiccup apologized. Toothless' angry pout changed into a mischievous smirk. He jumped on Hiccup knocking the auburn-haired man to the ground and began licking him.

"Ah! Too..th..less! St..oop!" Hiccup cried between his laughter. Toothless still continued licking him. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Just stop!"

Satisfied, Toothless stopped licking his friend. Hiccup stood up and tried to clean the saliva. He guessed he would never wear this clothes again.

"Well, since tomorrow I took a day off from working on the plane I wanted to took you on a walk," Hiccup said. Toothless' face lit up and he began wagging his tail happily.

"But," added Hiccup raising his finger. "Because of the little stunt you've pulled, you're going to stay at home."

Hiccup crossed his arms and tried to be intimidating. Toothless understanding that he would not go on his walk, which he missed so much, began looking at Hiccup with puppy eyes.

"Oh, no, no, no," Hiccup said. "I'm not going to fall for this again!"

Toothless continued looking at him. Hiccup began falling for the look. 'No!' he thought. 'I'll resist!'. The black dog seeing that the look wasn't working added a sad whine.

"Ugh! Okay! We'll go on a walk tomorrow!" Hiccup exclaimed defeated. Toothless barked happily and began wagging his tail, excited. Hiccup rolled his eyes and went upstairs, muttering something that sounded like 'Useless dog'.

Finally! The program for flight instruments was done! I took him 3 days of hard work and now it was done. It was half past six in the morning. The sun had already risen and he was sitting on his bed, staring at the computer.

He had barely got any sleep these three days. There were bags under his eyes and he was looking pale. He seriously needed to get some sleep. Hiccup closed his notebook and put it on the nightstand.

He knew that there were many bugs in his program, but now he didn't care. Tomorrow he would fix them. Now, he just needed to get some rest.

Sometimes he really hated his super concentration. If he was concentrating on some project, there was no getting rest till it was done. He remembered the days when his dad took his sketches and notebook away and dragged him outside since he had been in his room for a week.

Hiccup laid on his bed and crashed out.

"What do you think, Hiccup? Which one is better for aerobatics? Biplane or monoplane?" It was already ten minutes since Fishlegs was geeking about planes, not aware that his auburn-haired friend wasn't listening.

Hiccup was asleep on his desk since he got only a half hour of sleep last night. And his morning wasn't good either. Hiccup had woken up hearing the sound of his alarm. He had groaned and rolled aside, trying to get some more sleep. But to his luck, he had been already on the edge of his bed and when he turned, he fell on the floor.

And now, when he was working on one of his projects, he drifted off to sleep. Comfortably laying on his hands.

"Hiccup?" Fishlegs called, acknowledging that his friend wasn't giving any reaction. He turned and saw him sleeping. And the funny thing was, that Hiccup was murmuring something in his sleep.

"…function flight…," Hiccup murmured. "…speed equals distance over time…"

Fishlegs began snickering quietly. He took his phone and began recording. Hiccup would surely want to see this when he wakes up.

It was already lunch time and Hiccup didn't get any better. He seriously needed to sleep. Fishlegs had awakened him six times! He was happy that no one of other employees noticed him dozing off during the work.

Since his father was the CEO, everyone was paying a much attention to him. It was like they were waiting for him to do something wrong.

When Hiccup was lost in his thoughts, Astrid entered the cafeteria. Her friends were still practicing so she was alone. After buying her lunch, she began searching for a place to sit. All the tables were taken, and she didn't want to seat with the strangers. Suddenly she saw a familiar mop of auburn hair. A smile crept across her face and she began heading towards the table.

Beside Hiccup was sitting, a chubby, blonde man. It was Fisher, or how people called him Fishlegs. Berk had this strange thing with nicknames. They met when Mr. Haddock invited her to celebrate Hiccup's and Fishlegs' victory in Viking Burger.

Astrid was already a few feet away from the table where her friends were sitting, but they still haven't noticed her. Hiccup had his chin placed on his hand and was deep in thoughts. He wasn't looking good. What happened next, made Astrid gasp.

Hiccup's chin slid from his hand and he planted face down on his mashed potatoes. Astrid ran to him wanting to know if he's okay, but then she heard his quiet snores. Astrid began chuckling, understanding that Hiccup was asleep.

"Is he okay?" she asked Fishlegs. The blonde man looked at her and shrugged.

"I guess he was working on one of his projects again. Completely forgetting about sleep," he answered casually. Astrid guessed that this happened frequently.

Fishlegs nudged Hiccup, trying to awake him. After some shaking, Hiccup awoke.

"Huh?" Hiccup said snapping his head up. He began looking around trying to understand what had happened. Then, he noticed Astrid. "Oh! Hey, Astrid, hi, Astrid, hi Astrid…"

Astrid chuckled at his reaction and because there was a mashed potato on his face.

"Hey. Can I sit here?"

"Of course!" Hiccup said now completely awake. He moved aside giving Astrid a place to sit. He was still completely unaware of the mashed potato on his face.

"Um, Hiccup, there's something, something on your cheek," Astrid said chuckling and pointing at his cheek.

Hiccup touched his cheek and noticed the mashed potato on his fingers. He quickly cleaned it from his face and then looked at Astrid. Fishlegs was just watching with amusement how Hiccup was embarrassing himself in front of the girl he liked.

"Can we just pretend that this didn't happen?" Hiccup asked rubbing the back of his neck.

"What didn't happen?" asked Astrid smirking. Hiccup smiled and they began having a conversation while enjoying their lunch.

"Please work, please work," whispered Hiccup. He was going to try the AI for his plane that he created. Well, it wasn't actually an AI, it was more like a voice assistant.

Hiccup wore the gloves and his jacket, which had sensors in them. And then he pressed the key on his keyboard. He was running this program for maybe twentieth time today.

"Hello," said a female voice. "I'm Ally, your assistant, how can I help you?"

Hiccup smiled. This was good. There were times when she didn't respond or even talked gibberish! Ally was able to check your vital statistics, she could tell you about the state of the plane, weather, everything about aeronautics, she even had a database of all people who were involved in that area!

And, yes. He had named the AI, Ally. Well, to be honest, at first, he wanted to name it Astrid, since the voice was reminding him of her. But that would be creepy, so he named it Ally.

"Okay, can you check my heart rate?" he asked. Here goes nothing. Last time she said that his temperature was 35,9 C (96.6 F), so he began to panic. Then he checked it and his temperature was normal.

"Your heart rate now is 73, sir. Which is normal for an adult," answered the program. Hiccup's smile grew wider. Okay, this worked. Now he needed to check the other things.

"Will tomorrow rain?"

"It's 23 percent that tomorrow will rain," answered Ally. Hiccup checked the other things and the only thing that stayed was the database.

"Okay, can you tell me about Astrid Hofferson?"

Hiccup didn't know why he chose her, but he couldn't take her out of his mind.

"Astrid Hofferson, the best pilot of Berk…," Ally began telling information about Astrid. And then a photo took Hiccup's breath away. Astrid was in a simple red dress, her hair in her usual bride. The photo was taken on the day of the party. She was, as her name says, 'Divine Beauty'. Suddenly Ally spoke and what she said, made Hiccup blush furiously.

"I've noticed that your heart rate increased and you have accelerated breathing, sir. Since I don't see any signs of fear that means you're reacting to-."

"Shut up! Shut up!" Hiccup exclaimed flustered and began searching for the key to mute it. But Ally didn't shut up till she ended her sentence. "Useless program…"

After a while of silence, Hiccup awkwardly cleared his throat. Well, Astrid was a pilot and that's understandable that Ally put her in the database. Now he needed to check if she put people who aren't pilots-but are working in aeronautics area-in the database.

"Tell me information about Stoick Haddock," Hiccup said.

"Stoick Haddock, the owner, and CEO of Berk's Light-Sport Aircraft Manufacturer. 53 years old, married, has one child. Was born and raised in Berk. Graduated Berk's High School and Berk's University's Business branch. In the age of 28, married to his wife-Valka Jorgensen. After a year, was born their son Henry. 10 months after his birth, Valka Haddock disappeared," said the AI, but Hiccup wasn't listening anymore. He was staring at the photo of his father and mother, on their wedding day. There were smiles on their faces, and it was clear that they were in love.

Stoick never talked much about his wife. It was very painful for him. He only had told Hiccup that she disappeared and that she was a pilot, but nothing more. Then Hiccup got an idea.

"Can you tell me any information about my mother?" he asked. When he searched about her on the internet, he had found nothing that he didn't know. But the database collected information from everywhere, where it could. So maybe it could give him some extra information.

"Sorry, sir, but I don't know your identity. If you'll-," started Ally, but Hiccup interrupted her.

"Valka Haddock. Have you any information about Valka Haddock?"

After a minute of silence, Ally spoke.

"Valka Haddock-Jorgensen, a pilot. Was born on February 18, 1968. At the age 25, married to Stoick Haddock. After a year was born their son, Henry. At 1992 became the best pilot of Archipelago. Disappeared at December 21, 1994."

Hiccup knew that his mother was a pilot. But he never knew that she was the best pilot of Archipelago! He looked at the picture of his mother receiving her badge, as the best pilot of Archipelago. Although it was more information that he knew, to his disappointment, there was nothing about her disappearance.

Hiccup sighed and closed his laptop. Sometimes he really wanted to meet her. Everyone was telling him that his mother was very kind. That she was always helping the ones who were in need. And also they were saying that he was like her.

He had seen her mother's photos and he agreed, he looked like her. They had the same forest green eyes and auburn hair. But since he never knew her, he couldn't say if they were similar inside.

Hiccup thought how it would be if she was still here. He would have a mother and he wouldn't be alone. He knew that his father was trying to do the best for the company since he wanted to give it to him. But he really missed spending time with him.

Maybe if his mother was still with them, she would teach him how to fly a plane! His father had forbidden him to learn flying a plane and he still didn't know why. Maybe if she was still here she could convince him.

Hiccup sighed again. Thinking about his mother made him sad. He needs to think about the positive. He almost finished his airplane! From two days it would be ready! Yay!

Hiccup laid on his bed and closed his eyes. He was exhausted. He was working on the plane three weeks non-stop! He needed to get rest. The auburn-haired man got under the covers, and after a minute, he was asleep.

So that's it. I hope you liked this chapter. In case you're confused about Valka's birth surname being Jorgensen. Since in this story, Hiccup and Snotlout are cousins, but their surnames are different I assumed that Valka was a Jorgensen. And what you think, what happened to Valka? Have a nice day and until next time :)