The next morning, Hiccup woke up to Mark staring at him.
"Good morning, you don't want to be heir?" asked Mark when he saw that Hiccup was awake.
"No, I don't to up ship an entire tribe and make them move, but I don't want to leave either" said Hiccup, sitting up.
"I don't want to be their chief either, so it'll have to be the girl you left nameless" said Mark.
"Annalel" said Hiccup. Mark remembered her. A nineteen year old Viking, between Hiccup and a normal viking for everything. She's a mix of the two and would lead the tribe brilliantly.
"We will head to Dragon Rider island at noon, should be back before sunset with the speed Toothless flies" said Mark. Hiccup got out of his bed.
"Yeah, put the island behind us" said Mark.
"No, we will set up a link with the island, we will help each other out. Partnering Islands" said Hiccup, yawning behind his hand.
"Yeah, Annalel will be so pleased" said Mark. The boys walked down to the bottom floor. Toothless right behind them.
"Yep, Dad" said Hiccup, when he saw his father sitting at the table, "we're going back to Dragon Island."
"Permanently?" asked Stoick.
"No, the King died, and they need my help making a new king" said Hiccup.
"When will you be back?" asked Stoick.
"By sunset, and when I get back, we will try to be a proper family again?" asked Hiccup.
"Yeah, a proper family, with a night fury" muttered Stoick and he heard his son laugh as he walked out the door.
Things were slowly getting back to normal.
The End
