Author's Note:

Hello all and welcome to another chapter. Another baby Snotlout chapter and it also comes with some epic Spitelout which I don't think really occurs very often. Thank you for your continued support and I hope you like the chapter.

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He's a Jorgenson

Alvin the Treacherous wished he knew how to shut this stupid little brat up because this incessant wailing was driving him insane.

He'd heard that Stoick was currently in depression after losing his wife and Alvin had undertaken a spying mission Berk to see if it was true. If Stoick was indeed not himself then it could prove to be an excellent time to attack Berk and take it if their chief was not capable of defending them. Unfortunately it seemed that his information was outdated as Stoick was apparently not depressed at all due to the birth of his nephew and Alvin had altered his plans. If the new baby was the reason for Stoick's happiness then it was likely that losing said child would send his former friend into an even greater depression weakening him drastically and Alvin had hidden near the Jorgenson house with his men to await an opportunity.

His rare patience was soon rewarded when the boy's mother was called away to an urgent matter just outside her home and Alvin sent Savage to quickly nip in through the back. In a few moments Savage exited the house carrying a bundle which proved to be the child and the Outcast grinned in delight before taking the bundle and hurrying off with his men back to their hidden ship. They hadn't got far when a women's shrieks announced that the boy's absence had been missed and they picked up the pace knowing that it wouldn't be long before Stoick would pursue with a whole host of warriors. They'd reached the ship just as Stoick burst onto the beach hot on their trail and Alvin's men rowed with all their might to get to deeper water. Their efforts paid off and soon Berk was rapidly fading into the distance and although Stoick would follow Alvin knew that it would take a while to prepare a ship giving them a sizable head start. The outcast had plans for the child, he intended to rear the boy himself and turn him against Berk as the perfect warrior to match Stoick's own son. Together they'd bring Stoick and the whole Haddock line down and Alvin could claim Berk as his own once and for all.

Though he'd have to get the stupid baby to stop crying first.

It wasn't long after they'd made their getaway on the ship that the boy had woken and had instantly began wailing causing most on board to cover their ears. The volume was incredible and Alvin was sure that dragons roared quieter than this baby cried and he yelled over the noise, "'Ow do we shut 'im up!?"

One of his men yelled in answer, "Maybe 'e's 'ungry!" The man then began waving a piece of fish in front of the baby's face, "Ere you go little feller, it's a nice piece of tasty fish."

The boy continued screaming and Alvin cursed his men's incompetence before roughly shoving the man aside, "You pickled-'eaded toad! 'E's too young to eat food like that, 'e needs milk!"

"But we 'avent got any!"

Savage cut in before Alvin began to lay into the hapless outcast, "Maybe we could sing 'im back to sleep until we can find some milk." He then crouched in front of the boy and began singing in a very off-key voice, "'ush little Viking do not cry, or a dragon will come and steal your eye…"

If anything the baby just screamed louder and now most of the crew were covering their ears to block out the sound and Alvin's patience was very near its end, "IF 'E DOESN'T SHUT UP SOON I'LL REALLY GIVE 'IM SOMETHING TO CRY ABOUT!"

Savage tugged at him, "I DON'T WANT TO BE THE BEARER OF BAD NEWS ALVIN BUT LOOK!"

He pointed behind them and Alvin saw two of Berk's ships rapidly catching up with. At the sight of Stoick in the bow of the foremost ship the outcast leader let out a stream of curses that were definitely inappropriate with a baby present.

Stoick was furious and he was itching to vent his rage upon Alvin for stooping as low as kidnapping his newly born nephew. Spitelout was just as eager and if either of them got their hands on the outcast then he was unlikely to see sunset. It was lucky that Helga had been eventually convinced to stay behind and look after Hiccup because even Spitelout feared the wrath of his wife and if the protective, hacked-off, Viking mother was here then she'd possibly have already swum to the other ship and ripped Alvin and possibly half of his crew apart with her bare hands. As it was Stoick and Spitelout could control their anger but only just. Even though they were over five ship lengths away Snotlout's crying was clearly heard and Spitelout's fatherly instincts went into overdrive. Any formerly conceived plan was thrown to the winds and he did exactly what Helga would've already done.

With a mighty bellow he leapt from the ship and struck out towards Alvin's ignoring the shouts of Stoick and Gobber behind him. He reached the ship in record time and hauled himself aboard. Fortunately the outcasts had been so busy trying to get away and ignore Snotlout's wails they hadn't noticed his approach, powered by the need to reach and protect his son Spitelout charged forwards bulling aside outcasts sending them flying into the sea. Savage saw him coming and abandoned ship to avoid the mighty war-hammer that the Berkian had brought and was swinging at anyone in his way. Some of the others were trampled as Spitelout continued his charge while others dived overboard to avoid him. Alvin heard the commotion and turned to see the juggernaut baring down on him, seeing the look in the man's eye he knew he wouldn't win against the enraged father and Alvin made to join his men in the sea. He paused for a split second debating whether or not he could grab the baby too and his hesitation nearly cost him dearly as Spitelout swung the hammer straight at his head. Alvin dodged back and felt the wind as the hammer head just missed his skull, the force of the swing caused the hammer to slip from Spitelout's hands but the warrior instantly changed his tactics and simply grabbed Alvin with his hands. Lifting the outcast bodily Spitelout brought him over his head and hurled his son's kidnapper overboard with a mighty bellow. Alvin sailed over the heads of his men in the water before landing with a colossal splash a ridiculous distance from the ship.

As the rest of Berk's warriors finally boarded the ship Spitelout went to his son and picked him gently up checking that he wasn't hurt. As soon as he was in his father's arms Snotlout's stopped screaming and his father smiled tearfully in relief before hugging him furiously, "It's okay Snotlout I'm here, Daddy's here, you're safe now." He continued reassuring his child and the boy gave a gurgle in response. As his brother-in-law comforted his boy Stoick gave commands to his men, "Scuttle the ship so they can't retake her and follow us then return to the ships." He gave a brief glance to the outcasts and Alvin floundering in the ocean before turning back to his men, "We're done here."

The ship was quickly scuttled and everyone left her before she sank properly, as they began heading in the direction of Berk Spitelout continued cradling Snotlout. Now that he was back with his father everything was right in the boy's world and he'd peacefully fallen asleep being too young to understand what had happened to him. As Spitelout stroked his sleeping son's head Gobber ambled up to him, "Ye know Spitelout I'm impressed." The father looked up at him in askance as the blacksmith continued, "I mean we were over five ship lengths away and we could still hear Snotlout." Gobber shook his head in disbelief, "Yer boy has the most powerful set of lungs I've ever heard."

Spitelout grinned and shrugged, "He's a Jorgenson."

PS-So that's that and I hope you liked it. Please review and I'll see you soon.