Stoick the Vast pacing the floor of his house, trying to figure out the actual winner of the fight that Mulch and Bucket had, but his mind kept coming back to Hiccup.
"What could Alvin be doing to him?" This was the question that always came back into his mind. He had heard and seen of many Outcast torture methods. There was dunking, the Blood Eagle, Poison, Flogging. They are gruesome, cruel, barbaric.
The chief shudders at the thought of Alvin doing such things to his only frail small son.
He had contacted Johann by Terrible Terror message and the trader had said he'd be around Outcast Island the next day at noon. Even only waiting less than 24 hours still made Stoick nervous. Alvin could torture someone to death in a matter of minutes, who knows what he could do in 24 hours...
If Alvin does anything to his son, Stoick will personally cut open that assholes stomach and watch his guts fall to the floor.
The only thing Stoick hopes is that his little boy is okay...
Stoick sighs. He stops pacing for a moment and looks around the quiet room. The house feels so empty without Hiccup.
The chief sighs and slumps down into his chair, letting out a painful sigh.
"Oh Odin help us..."
Stoick lets his head fall into his hands. Silence fills the room except for the slight cracking of the fireplace.
Moonlight shines in through the window, turning the room pale and cold on the early winters night.
The chief sits in silence as the wind blows light snow against side of the house. Of course, this brings back thoughts of Hiccup. Stoick can almost picture his little boy shivering on the floor of a rancid Outcast prison cell, blood and sweat seeping down his frail body.
The chief lifts his head and stares at the roaring fireplace. He can almost see Hiccup laying against Toothless's side, doodling away as the fire light flickers against his face. The image fades away.
"I wonder..."
Stoick gets up from his rickety old chair. The fire snaps as the chief makes his way to the stairs. He can almost hear the clinking of Hiccup's prosthetic as he goes up to bed, Toothless trotting up behind him.
The stairs creek under the viking chief's weight as he walks. Stoick makes it to the closed door at the top of the stairs.
All he does is stare.
He can almost hear Hiccup calling for Toothless to stay still with a laugh as he tries to draw him or make adjustments to his tail. The chief lifts a shaking hand to the door handle. His hand grasps the cold piece of metal. Stoick takes a deep breath and pushes open the door. A low creaking sound fills the air as the room reveals itself to the chief's eyes.
Hiccup's small bed lay made and wrinkled wit the small stuffed dragon sitting on his pillow. The boy's desk, as usual, is covered with many drawings, doodles, ideas and blueprints. He can almost picture the lad sitting there, perfecting the design of his bola cannon.
Stoick sighs when he sees Toothless. The poor Nightfury hadn't moved from his rock in 5 days. He would hardly eat ever since Hiccup was taken. The dragon would only sit and start at the door as if his rider were to burst through.
Toothless lets out a pained sigh.
The chief looks at Toothless with sympathy. Stoick walks over to the depressed Nightfury and gives the dragon's head a slight scratch.
"Don't worry Toothless, we'll bring 'im home."
Toothless cooes and presses head closer to Stoick. The chief sighs and sits down next to the large dragon, leaning his back against him as he had seen Hiccup do many times before. The Nightfury purrs at this, moving his wing to cover the chiefs body like a blanket.
Stoick is started by this but sighs and let's the dragon embrace him.
"Goodnight Toothless."
Toothless purrs in response.
"Goodnight Hiccup, hang in there, daddy will be there soon..." The chief whispers to himself. His eyelids slowly become like lead, 3 days without sleep can do that to you. Slowly sleep takes over the worried chief, nightmares of his son to come his way...
I guess it wasn't as short as I though. Huh. Oh well! THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE! DRUM ROLL PLEASE ROBERTO!
Person: Whose Roberto?
Other Person: Idk but he's good at playing the drums...
ALVIN'S POV! I know I know some people did not want this but I wanted to some how give you guys an update on Hiccup's condition without actually having you see Hiccup. But Alvin his plan...
SPOILER ALERT! SPOILER ALERT SPOILER ALERT SPOILER ALERT!
It may involve poison...
END OF SPOILER ALERT.
Anyways... Lately I've been obsessed with the song Fireproof by 1D! Oh and school has been well, school. My first Volleyball game is on Monday and WARNING: GIRL ONLY STUFF: My period just started and I'm super mad because retreat is Tuesday and we go swimming and I don't know how to use a tampon and my flows are usually REALLY heavy and I'm really mad... END OF GIRL STUFF Anways... I hope my little chicklet's liked this little Fatherly Fluffish Sad Toothless Chapter!
QOTC (question of the chapter)
If you watch Gravity Falls, what was your opinion on Sock Opera?
AOTC:
I. AM. IN. LOVE!
Mabel: Here have some Mabel Juice! It has plastic dinosaurs in it!
Stan: Ehhh, it's like you, coffee, and nightmares had a baby.
Anways, wow this is a LONG authors note! Bye Chicklets see you next chapter!
From your favorite Fangirl,
Marian/ Mary
P.S
I would really appreciate it if you guys would watch my youtube video called Mustache Mangle, it's by Marian Henderson
Okay bye Chicklets!
