Over the week, I had discovered that Dean DeBlois himself had confirmed that Zephyr and Nuffink were 8 and 5, respectively, when Hiccup and Astrid brought them to meet Toothless and his family. So I'm going to have Nuffink born a couple of months after Zephyr's third birthday.
Also, if you don't mind, I'm going to give the story a new title.
Chapter 13: Parenthood
Location: Haddock House
Date: November 19
Time: 8:20 a.m.
(Astrid's PoV)
Astrid woke up to the sound of giggling – two types of giggling. The first type was the honking goose like giggle of her husband. The second type was the high-pitched giggle of their new baby girl. She smiled as she felt her heart warmed up by the laughter of her husband and daughter. She lifted herself up from her side and looked over her shoulder. Hiccup was kneeling by the foot of the cradle and was holding a leather measuring strap against Zephyr's tiny, slightly chubby arm. The baby girl was squirming playfully as Hiccup struggled to keep the strap still against her arm.
"Zephyr, hold still, I'm attempting to measure you," Hiccup laughed. "I won't be able to make you a sling for you, myself and your mom if I don't know how big you are."
"A sling?" Astrid asked, sitting up a little taller.
Hiccup turned to face her. "Astrid, you're up!"
"Obviously," smirked Astrid, placing her forearms on top of her knees, "Now, what's this I hear about a sling?"
"Oh, the sling, right," said Hiccup. "Well, I was thinking that, when Zephyr gets a little bigger, I would make a sling for the both of us to wear on our backs and carry her. That way, we don't have to keep using our arms."
"That's a great, idea, Hiccup, but until that sling is here, I'd like to have her in my arms right now."
"Okay," said Hiccup and carefully, ever so carefully, he slid his arms under the still-squirming Zephyr and lifted her out of the cradle.
It amazed Astrid how Hiccup would treat someone the both of them had known for only a couple of hours ever so delicately. She watched as Hiccup walked over to her side of the bed and slowly held out Zephyr to her. Astrid held out her arms and tried to cradle Zephyr into them but it felt as though Hiccup was trying to pull her away. "Hiccup, I want to hold our daughter. Can you let go please?"
"I wish I could let go but I don't want to," Hiccup admitted, smiling.
"Just for five minutes, you can handle five minutes without her, can you?"
"I guess." And Hiccup finally released his grip on her.
Finally, she had Zephyr cradled in her arms. "Good morning, Zephyr," she cooed.
Zephyr responded by making fussy noises and shaking her hands.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" Hiccup asked, starting to look worried.
"She must be hungry," Astrid said reassuringly. Then she started to look worried also. "I've never done this before."
"I'm sure you'll do fine," said Hiccup, "here let me help you."
He pulled the quilt up to her belly while Astrid pulled her night shirt up with one hand and keeping the other arm under Zephyr. Astrid pulled Zephyr close to her chest and Hiccup placed his hand behind the baby's head. Slowly, the baby started to suckle. Astrid smiled down at her baby then looked up at Hiccup who was also smiling. "Well, that was easy," he said, still keeping his hand behind their daughter's head.
"Yeah," said Astrid. She watched Zephyr suckle a while then looked up at Hiccup again. "Hiccup, can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"After I finally got Zephyr out of me, I could have sworn I heard you calling my name followed by you racing up the stairs."
"So?"
Astrid raised her eyebrows. "Hiccup, did you think I had died?"
"Oh course not. Why would I think that?"
Astrid still kept her eyebrows raised and she was determined to keep them like that until Hiccup told the truth.
Hiccup sighed. "All right, I guess I was worried something might happen to you or Zephyr the whole time I wasn't there. But I did it because I love you."
Astrid felt her cheeks warm up as she blushed. "I know you do."
After about two minutes and a half, Zephyr struggled to pull herself away from Astrid's chest. "I think she's done, feeding Astrid," Hiccup said. Astrid nodded and brought Zephyr down a little but Hiccup still kept his hand behind her head. Then Zephyr let out a quiet yawn and blinked her blue eyes sleepily. "I think she might be ready for a nap," Hiccup said.
Astrid nodded and, with a little reluctance, transferred Zephyr from her arms to Hiccup's. Hiccup slowly walked to the cradle and, ever so gently, placed her into it. Astrid noticed that Hiccup also had a look of slight reluctance as he placed Zephyr into the cradle. Then he looked up at her and said, "It's still hard to believe that we're actually parents."
"It sure is," said Astrid, nodding, "but I love it."
"Me too."
…
Location: Haddock House
Date: November 20
Time: 2:30 a.m.
(Astrid's PoV)
A high-pitched wail broke the silence around her and Astrid sat up in bed in a flash. She turned to Hiccup, who also sat up and looked at his wife, looking both confused and surprised. She turned to the direction of the cradle sitting in front of the bed. From her spot, she could see the tiny fists of their daughter waving. She looked back at Hiccup and shrugged. "Well, this was expected." She slid one leg toward the edge of the bed and was ready to get up when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to Hiccup again and saw that he had put his hand on her shoulder.
"I'll get her," he said, getting up from bed. He walked over to the cradle and gently lifted Zephyr out of it. Astrid lifted her nightshirt up again just as Hiccup arrived and placed Zephyr in her arms. "Do you think she's hungry again?"
"I don't know let's see," she said, bringing the wailing baby close to her breast but Zephyr only pulled away. "Well, she's not hungry."
"Let me see if she needs to be changed," Hiccup offered, taking Zephyr back into his arms. Astrid watched as Hiccup carried Zephyr to the changing table against the wall. He now had his back turned to her but Astrid could tell that he was unfolding Zephyr's cloth diaper. After a few moments, he looked over his shoulder at her and shook his head. Then he turned back down to Zephyr and re-did her diaper. Zephyr continued to wail as Hiccup carried her back toward the bed and placed her back in Astrid's arms.
"Well, if she doesn't need feeding or changing, then what should we do now?" she asked worriedly.
Hiccup pondered with his hands on his chin then his eyes lit up. "You try singing to her and I'll be right back with my secret weapon." He started towards the door.
"What kind of secret weapon?" Astrid called after him.
"You'll see," Hiccup replied.
Astrid looked back down at her wailing daughter. Her face was bright red and stained with tears. Then she began to bounce the baby gently and started to hum the tune Heather had sung to Nott a couple of months ago. To her surprise, Zephyr's cries decreased to whimpers. A few moments later, Hiccup returned with his hands behind his back.
"What do you have there?" Astrid asked, still bouncing Zephyr.
"You'll see," Hiccup said, sitting down next to her. Finally, he pulled his hands from his back, revealing that he was holding a stuffed dragon toy – it resembled a blue Deadly Nadder with four legs instead of two. It looked old, slightly dirty and worn and it had his name stitched on the side in Viking runes. It was the old dragon toy Valka had made for Hiccup when he was a baby. Hiccup lifted the dragon toy high in the air pretending to make it fly and made wind-blowing sounds. Astrid looked down at Zephyr and saw that her bloodshot blue eyes were lit up in awe. Then she smiled widely, revealing her pink gums, laughed and held out held out her arms as though to catch the toy.
"Whoosh!" said Hiccup, bringing the toy down to the laughing baby and Zephyr wrapped her arms around it and hugged it closely.
Astrid sighed with relief and handed Zephyr (still holding the toy) back to Hiccup. With a smile, Hiccup got up from the bed, carried Zephyr to the cradle and laid her down on it. Astrid could see that her baby was still clutching the toy. "She'll have no problem going back to sleep now," Hiccup said, looking up at Astrid.
Astrid nodded. "So, that's your secret weapon, huh? I can't believe you still have it."
"Ever since we rescued it from the Smothering Smokebreaths of Breakneck Bog," said Hiccup, nodding. "And am I ever glad we did." He walked back to the bed and crawled onto his side next to her.
"Hiccup," said Astrid, putting her hand on his.
"Hmm?"
"It just occurred to me but…do you think we should tell Zephyr about how we used to live with the dragons?"
Hiccup looked away from her for a few seconds, thinking then turned back to her. "When she's older," he finally decided. "First let's let her grow up a bit and then when we believe the time is right, we'll tell her."
Astrid nodded in agreement.
…
Location: Haddock House
Date: November 21
Time: 9:15 a.m.
(Valka's PoV)
"Who's a good little girl, who's a good little girl?" Valka cooed, rubbing her nose against her new granddaughter's tiny nose as she held her close to her chest.
Three days had passed since Zephyr's birth and Valka had been graciously welcomed by Hiccup and Astrid to come over as much as she wanted and spend some quality family time. This morning she was playing with Zephyr while Astrid rested in bed and Hiccup stood beside her.
Valka pulled Zephyr away a little and laughed loudly as the rosy-cheeked baby giggled with delight. Then she sighed wistfully. She had spent twenty years rescuing dragons instead of watching Hiccup grow up. But at least now she could make up for it by watching his daughter grow up. And with Astrid's eyes and Hiccup's hair, her granddaughter resembled a perfect blend of her parents.
Then Valka looked out the window. "It's such a beautiful day, Hiccup," she pointed out, "why don't you, Astrid and Zephyr spend it outdoors?"
"That's a great idea, Valka," said Astrid, "let's do it, Hiccup."
"I don't know, Astrid," said Hiccup uneasily, "I really think you should rest a little longer."
Astrid looked slightly annoyed. "Hiccup, I have been resting. That's all I've been doing for the past three days. I'd like to go out for a few hours and get a little exercise and fresh air."
"Astrid has a point Hiccup," Valka added, "You can't keep her indoors forever. Honestly, you're acting the same way your father behaved after we had you. He, too, acted like I was going to faint at any time." She laughed a little as she thought about that time.
Hiccup sighed and Valka could tell that he had given in.
"All right, we'll go out for a few hours. But if you start to get tired, you let me know and I'll take you home."
"Deal."
…
Location: Village Square
Date: November 21
Time: 10:05 a.m.
(Hiccup's PoV)
"Make way for the new parents and their daughter!"
"Gobber, please," Hiccup said, smiling in an embarrassed sort of way.
"Sorry, Chief ," said Gobber casually.
Hiccup nodded then glanced back at Astrid. "How are you doing, honey?"
"I'm doing just fine, darling," Astrid responded.
Hiccup smiled at his wife then looked down at his daughter who was turning her tiny head back and forth at the great, big world around her curiously. Hiccup had insisted on carrying Zephyr in case Astrid was still feeling a little out of it and Astrid had given in on the condition that she held her daughter if the two of them needed to sit and rest a while.
"How do you like the great, big world, Zeph?" Hiccup asked.
Zephyr looked up at her father and cooed in response.
"What did she say?" Astrid asked from behind him.
"She says, she loves it very much and wishes to explore every inch of it," Hiccup answered.
Astrid laughed and soon, Hiccup laughed too. He hoped he would be able to show his daughter every inch of the world from their island to the edge of the world and back just like her parents before her.
"Chief Hiccup, Chieftess Astrid!"
Brenda and Brant came running up to them with Fishlegs huffing and puffing not too far from them.
"Good morning, kids," Astrid greeted, "how are you?"
"Excited," answered Brenda, her feet jittering on the grass.
"Yeah, real excited," added Brant.
Fishlegs arrived, panting heavily. "Good morning, Hiccup, Astrid. I promised the kids they could see the baby before we started today's lesson."
"Well, here she is," Hiccup said proudly, bending his knees a little so the kids could get a good look at his daughter.
"Oh, she's cute," said Brenda, "hi, Zephyr."
"Hi, Zephyr," said Brant.
Zephyr reached out and waved her hand in front of Brant's face making the boy laugh.
"I think you've got a girlfriend, Brant," teased Brenda.
"Now, don't tease your brother, Brenda," warned Fishlegs gently.
"Yeah, Brenda, and Zephyr's not his girlfriend," Astrid pointed out, "she's just being very friendly to him."
"Yeah, sis, just friendly," Brant added.
"So, Shrug, what do you think of the Chief and Chieftess' baby?" Fishlegs asked his long-haired nephew.
Hiccup watched as Shrug approach him and moved his long hair out of his face and stared at Brenda for a good full ten seconds. Then he put his hands down, causing his hair to fall back into his face, turned back to Fishlegs and shrugged.
"I'm glad you like her," said Fishlegs, "Well, come on kids, let's leave the Haddock family be."
"Can we see Zephyr again later today?" asked Brant.
"Of course," said Fishlegs, turning to leave and putting a hand around Shrug's shoulders, "but for now, let's say goodbye."
"Bye!" the two kids said, waving at Hiccup and Astrid and following their uncle and youngest brother.
"Bye!" Hiccup called after them.
"Bye!" called Astrid.
"Zephyr and Brant sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-NG," Hiccup heard Brenda tease in Brant's ear.
"Cut it out!" said Brant irritably.
"Brenda!" said Fishlegs sternly.
"Sorry."
Hiccup laughed and so did Astrid. "Kids," they said at the same time.
As Hiccup started to stand up, he felt as though his hair was being pulled again. "Ow!" he exclaimed quietly. He looked down and noticed that Zephyr was pulling a lock of his hair once again. The baby was smiling and Hiccup could have sworn it resembled a mischievous smile. "Hmm, very sneaky, young lady."
"I've got her, Hiccup," offered Astrid. She grabbed Zephyr's wrist and gently pulled it away from Hiccup's hair, causing Zephyr to let go. Then she carefully scooped her into her arms.
"Thanks, Astrid."
"What are wives for?"
…
1:30 p.m.
(Hiccup's PoV)
"Are you sure you're feeling all right?" Hiccup asked, as he took extra careful steps walking up the rocky hill where a small copse of pine trees stood. Near the hill was the gentle roaring of one of the island's small waterfalls.
"I'm fine, Hiccup, don't worry," Astrid answered, also taking extra careful steps. Actually she was being more careful than Hiccup for now she had Zephyr in her arms.
"I always worry," said Hiccup. He was nearly to the top. Just a few more steps and he would be there. He took another step only to feel a bit of rock give away underneath his good foot and he slipped down a little. "Ah!"
Astrid laughed. "Suddenly, the worrywart almost gets hurt himself."
"Very funny," said Hiccup, scowling playfully before continuing to climb up the hill.
"Hey, you're the one who wanted to find a place for us to be alone," Astrid pointed out just as he finally reached the grassy top.
"Well, it was flattering watching the people admiring our daughter as though she were their very own for a while but it was starting to get a little chaotic," Hiccup said, holding out his hand.
"Yeah, it was," Astrid admitted, taking Hiccup's hand with her free one.
"Careful, careful," Hiccup warned.
"I know, I know," Astrid said, stepping onto the grass. "Enjoy the ride, Zeph?"
Zephyr shook her fists in response.
"She liked it," Astrid said, smiling at Hiccup.
Hiccup smiled then placed his hand over his forehead and observed their surroundings. All around them were other rocky hills – short or tall, copses of dark green pine trees, crystal clear rivers and lakes and waterfalls – big and rushing or small and trickling. Their village stood about two hills away from where they were and the houses now resembled small boxes and the people had become as tiny as ants and just as busy as ants. Then Hiccup peered up at the sky, still keeping his hand over his eyes to shield them from the bright early afternoon sun. The sky was a brilliant blue and the clouds were fluffy and a perfect shade of white. He inhaled deeply through his nose and the chilly air of autumn mixed with the scent of pine trees filled his nostrils. Then he exhaled through his mouth then turned to Astrid.
"We've picked a good island for our new home, Hiccup," Astrid said.
Hiccup nodded. "Yeah, and it's the perfect place to raise our little family." He reached out and gently stroked Zephyr's soft hair making the baby babble happily. Then Astrid held Zephyr up a little so she could see the awesome landscape surrounding them.
"This is New Berk, Zephyr," she explained, "This is your home and your parents' home as well and that's us." She turned to Hiccup, smiled and nodded.
Hiccup also smiled and nodded. "Your mother and I are the Chief and Chieftess and it's our job to protect you and all of the people who love you," he added, imitating his father's voice, "and one day, when you're older, then you will have that job." As he said "you" he tapped his index finger on the baby's nose making her giggle. "And you'll be a fine leader. Won't she, darling?"
Astrid laughed. "She certainly will, Hiccup, just like her hero of a father."
"And her heroine of a mother," added Hiccup, tucking some stray hairs behind Astrid's ears with his knuckles making her smile grow wider.
…
Six Weeks Later
Location: Village Square
Date: January 4
Time: 9:15 a.m.
(Hiccup's PoV)
"Where are we going first, Hiccup?" Astrid asked, as she followed Hiccup through the village square with Zephyr in her arms.
"We're going to visit Bucket and Mulch," said Hiccup casually. "This way."
Six weeks had passed since Zephyr had been born and autumn had quickly transformed into winter. The air was still on the chilly side but it was only a matter of time before it became so bitterly cold that no one would want to leave their warm, cozy houses. A light dusting of snow was sprinkled over the grass…for now. Hiccup was certain they were due for a storm - a storm that would bring enough snow to block every front door of the houses. It didn't help that this was Zephyr's first winter and he had been praying like crazy that she would survive this. She was bundled up very warmly and seemed to be adjusting to the cold weather just fine. But would she be able to handle the first winter storm? There was only one person who could predict the comings of such a storm: Bucket. And that's why he and his family were on their way to visit them. He didn't say this to Astrid but she'd find out soon enough.
"Hiccup," said Astrid, "we've been visiting Bucket and Mulch every day for the past two weeks. Would you like to tell me why?"
Talk about finding out, Hiccup thought. Out loud, he answered awkwardly, "Oh, because they're our friends and it's our job as Chief and Chieftess to make sure all of the people are doing fine, right?"
"Yes," said Astrid casually. Hiccup could tell she was going along with his answer.
"And Bucket and Mulch are two of the people of Berk and they also need to be made sure by the Chief and Chieftess that they're doing fine, right?"
"Yes."
"And that's why we're going to see them: to make sure they're doing fine."
Astrid was silent for a moment then she gave him that warning look. "Why are we really seeing Bucket and Mulch?"
Hiccup sighed. It was no use hiding his worries. "You know that Bucket can predict when a storm is coming just by feeling his bucket get tight, right?"
"Yeah, and?"
"And that's why we're really going to see Bucket and Mulch: to see if a storm is coming. And one could come any day now."
"It's too early in the year for a storm, Hiccup," said Astrid reassuringly.
"I don't know, Astrid. Remember our first winter with the dragons - when we had to help the animals get over their fear of them? That storm came pretty early and it was a month before devastating winter even started."
"Well, even if a storm does come a little early, Hiccup, we'll all manage to get through it. We have more than enough food, firewood, warm blankets and other supplies."
"I know everyone else will get through a storm but what about our daughter?"
"What about her?"
"Look at her, Astrid, she's only six weeks old and she hasn't been here very long. What if she won't survive a storm let alone the whole of the winter?"
"Hiccup, relax, you're worrying over something that hasn't even happened," said Astrid, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Everyone on this island made it through their first winters and so will Zephyr. I mean, look at you, you were born all scraggly and weak and you're still here."
Hiccup frowned over the "scraggly and weak" comment but nodded. "You're right, you're right. We all did get through our first winters and Zephyr will too." Under his breath, he added, "I hope."
The feeling of gentle but still-pretty-hard slapping came to the back of his head. "Ouch!"
"I heard that," said Astrid.
Rubbing the spot where the back of his head had been slapped, Hiccup glanced at his wife who was smiling mischievously. After a little more walking, they finally arrived at Bucket and Mulch's place. Not far behind the two Vikings were a couple of yaks.
"Good morning, Hiccup, Astrid and of course, little Zephyr," greeted Mulch, "what brings you all here on this fine day?"
"Oh, we're just checking up on you guys, that's all," said Hiccup, "after all, it's our duty as Chief and Chieftess to make sure everyone and I mean, everyone, in the village are all right."
"Hiccup wants to ask Bucket if a storm is coming because he's worried about our daughter surviving the winter," said Astrid matter-of-factly.
"Astrid!" said Hiccup embarrassed.
"Oh, don't be annoyed with your wife, Hiccup," laughed Mulch, "I think it's a good thing you're being concerned about your daughter. It's all part of parenthood. But I don't think a storm will be coming any time soon. Bucket hasn't been feeling his bucket get tighter lately, eh, Bucket?"
"Not that I know of," said Bucket.
"Oh, good," said Hiccup a little relieved. "Well, thanks you guys, we'll see you later. Come on, Astrid." He patted Astrid on the shoulder and the two of them started off.
"So long, Hiccup, Astrid, Zephyr," called Mulch.
"So long!" Astrid called over her shoulder.
"So long!" called Bucket.
"See, Hiccup? You had nothing to worry about," Astrid whispered in his ear.
"Yeah, nothing to worry about," said Hiccup. Then he uttered to himself, "For now."
Another gentle slap greeted the back of his head. "Ow!"
He shot an annoyed look at Astrid who was looking the other way as though she hadn't done anything. They were just a couple of steps away when a painful howl rang out not far from behind them. Zephyr whined. Hiccup knew it was because the sound startled her.
"Oh, it's okay, Zephyr, I'm right here," said Astrid kindly. She turned to Hiccup. "What in Thor's name was that?"
"That was Bucket," said Hiccup, turning back to where they came from, "come on!"
Fortunately, they hadn't gone far from Bucket and Mulch's place and Hiccup was back in just four seconds. Bucket was now on his knees and he was clutching the metal pail on his head, moaning loudly. Mulch was standing beside his friend, his hand on his shoulder.
"Bucket, what's wrong?" Astrid asked worriedly.
"I hate to admit it, Astrid, but it looks like there's a storm coming after all," Mulch said sadly.
"And it's a big one," Bucket added, his voice strained.
"A big one," murmured Hiccup, looking at Astrid and then down at Zephyr. Then he knelt down beside Bucket. "Bucket, I need you to try and think. How long do we have before the storm hits?"
Bucket groaned softly still holding his head. Then he looked up, forced his eyes opened and muttered, "A week."
"Good, a week," echoed Hiccup, "that's more than enough time to get Zephyr all prepared."
"And all the other people," added Astrid.
"Right and all the other people," said Hiccup nodding, "Astrid, Mulch, Bucket, we must bring all the villagers to the Great Hall for an emergency meeting. Astrid, you and I will inform the Thorstons, the Ingermans, the Acks and the Abildgaards and let them know to inform other families as well. Mulch, you and Bucket will inform the Larsons, the Jorgensons and the Eberlins and have them inform their friends about it."
"Yes, sir," said Mulch urgently. Then he turned and helped Bucket to his feet. "Come on, Bucket, we've got a job to do."
"Come on, Astrid," said Hiccup, taking her hand and hurrying to the village, anxious to get everyone together.
…
Location: Great Hall
Date: January 4
Time: 10:30 a.m.
(Hiccup's PoV)
As he stood behind the head table of the Great Hall, Hiccup glanced around and nodded gravely. Everyone in the village who had been informed about the emergency meeting from him, Astrid, Bucket and Mulch were gathered inside. On either side of him were Astrid, with Zephyr in her arms, and Valka stood on the right side of him while Gobber and Eret stood on the left. Bucket, Mulch, Fishlegs and his family, Ruff, Tuff, Mrs. Thorston, Spitelout and Snotlout, Ingrid and Einear Hofferson were all standing in the front of the crowd. The sound of murmurs filled the hall and some people glanced at each other worriedly. Hiccup could hear things like "What's this all about?" or "What are we all here for?" He cleared his throat and the whole hall fell silent.
"I want to thank you all for coming here on such short notice and I suppose you're all wondering why we've gathered you all here today. Well, this morning, my wife and I paid a kindly visit to Bucket and Mulch…well, actually, I wanted to make sure no storm was coming because you know how Bucket's bucket tightens up whenever a storm comes and I have some news."
His friends looked at him expectantly.
"A storm is coming in one week."
Gasps and worried murmurs were his replies.
"Yes, I know you're all worried and I am too. Because this is my daughter's first winter storm and we have to do everything we can to make she gets through it. I need some of you to do some more hunting and fishing so my wife will have enough food to make enough milk to feed our daughter. The rest of you could fashion her some warm clothing and blankets and we need lots of firewood too because on the night of the storm, I'll have her sleeping by the hearth. Does anyone have any questions?"
"I have a question, Chief," said Spitelout, raising his hand.
"Yes, Spitelout?"
"Why aren't you worried about the rest of us getting through a storm? It's not just your precious daughter you should be concerned about. We all need just as much warmth and food as your she does."
Some people murmured in agreement.
"Now, Spitelout, relax," said Valka calmly, "This is Hiccup's first child after all. He has every right to be worried about her just as you have the right to worry about your son."
"I don't have to worry about my son anymore," Spitelout retorted, "he's a big, strong man who can take care of himself, aren't you, boyo?"
"You bet I am," said Snotlout boastfully.
"Pay no attention to them, Hiccup," Valka whispered in Hiccup's ear, "He does worry about his son. He's just too proud to admit it."
Hiccup nodded at his mother than turned to face the crowd. "Well, you're right, Spitelout, it's all of us who need food, firewood and warm clothing and not just Zephyr. So I want you all to be hard at work over the week. The sooner we prepare for this storm the better."
Suddenly, Bucket let out another yowl, clutched his bucket and dropped to his knees. His yowl caused everyone to gasp and step back.
"Bucket, Bucket, what's wrong?" Mulch asked worriedly.
"The storm has changed from one week to four days," Bucket announced.
"Four days?!" Hiccup exclaimed. He glanced at the crowd. "Well, what are you all waiting for? Prepare yourselves, all of you! Collect chicken eggs, milk the yaks, go fishing, gather firewood, whatever!"
"Not to worry Hiccup, Bucket and I will take care of the fishing and the milking," said Mulch.
"I'll start the shearing right away," announced Silent Sven.
"Ruffnut and the kids and I will gather some wood!" announced Fishlegs. "Come on, Ruff, kids."
"Yes, Uncle Fishlegs," said Brenda and Brant, following their uncle with Shrug close behind.
"Thank you, everyone, thank you," Hiccup called.
Valka put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, son. Everyone will get all their tasks done before the storm and Zephyr will be all right."
"I hope you're right, Mom. I really hope you're right."
…
Location: Forest
Date: January 4
Time: 10:53 a.m.
(Fishlegs' PoV)
Fishlegs pushed a wooden green wheelbarrow towards a small copse not far from the village. Brenda, Brant and Ruffnut walked beside him on either side. Young Shrug was trudging behind.
"Okay, everyone," said Fishlegs as soon as he stopped, "let's search through this copse, gather as much sticks and small logs as possible and put them all back on this wheelbarrow, understand?"
"Yes, sir!" said Brenda and Brant. Shrug just saluted.
"Okay, kids, you search the east side while Ruff and I search the west side."
"Yes!" said Brenda and Brant and headed off to the east side. Shrug slowly followed them.
"Gee, all Hiccup cares about now is that stupid new baby of his," Ruffnut muttered as the two of them started toward the west side. "That's all he ever thinks about."
"What do you mean that's all he thinks about?" asked Fishlegs. He eyed a small branch leaning against a tree and hurried over to pick it up.
"Whenever he sat down to eat with us in the Great Hall, he always joined us in our conservations," answered Ruffnut.
"Conversations," corrected Fishlegs.
"Whatever," retorted Ruffnut, "but then she came along and he never talks to us anymore when he eats with us. He only talks to her now and he talks in a stupid baby voice or sometimes he just watches her kiss Astrid's chest and acts like we're not even there. And now that an ice storm is on its way, the only person Hiccup doesn't want freezing to death is her. I agree with Snotlout's dad. What about the rest of us? What are we, chopped liver?"
Fishlegs picked up another fallen stick. "Now, Ruff, just because Hiccup is spending less time with us, doesn't mean he doesn't care about us anymore. And he did realize, during the meeting, that the rest of us get through this winter too. The reason he's so busy with Zephyr now is because all new babies need lots of care and attention. It's just part of parenthood. You don't understand because you don't have any kids of your own."
"Yeah, only you understand 'cause you have kids of your own," said Ruffnut. She started to pull at a branch of a pine tree.
"Actually they're my brother's kids but I still care about them."
"Oh yeah, but there was that always whining Gronckle baby you carried everywhere."
"Again, not my own, Meatlug's own but I cared about him too," Fishlegs pointed out, picking up another stick. "Maybe someday, if you have kids of your own and then you'll understand what all new parents go through."
"I, Ruffnut Eugene Thorston, have children?! Fishface, I am appalled that you would even think such a thing!"
"Sorry, Ruff," said Fishlegs, holding his pudgy hands up nervously. The sticks he had picked up fell from his grip.
Ruffnut's expression softened and she smiled. "That's okay, Fishlegs, I forgive you."
"Thanks," said Fishlegs smiling softly at her. He stared at her like that for a few moments, while she did the same. Then he remembered about the collecting of the firewood and quickly picked up the branches he had dropped. "Come on, no time to dawdle. We've got firewood to collect."
"Right," said Ruffnut and she pulled the branch she was pulling earlier right off the tree. Then the two of them walked side by side as they searched for more wood to collect.
"Oh, and another thing, Ruff, Zephyr does not kiss Astrid's chest. She sucks the milk from her chest."
…
Location: Village Square
Date: January 4
Time: 11:34 a.m.
(Hiccup's PoV)
"Hiccup!"
Hiccup turned to the direction of Mulch's voice. Mulch was coming towards with carrying a basket of chicken eggs. Bucket was hurrying behind him.
"Here are some more eggs we've collected from the hen coops," Mulch said, holding out the basket. "We wanted you and Astrid to have them so Astrid can produce plenty of milk for Zephyr that is."
Hiccup gratefully took the basket from the short Viking man. "Thanks, Mulch. You guys are the best."
"Oh, Hiccup, likes us again, Mulch," said Bucket happily, "I knew he would once he collected enough eggs for him."
"Now, Bucket, why wouldn't I like you guys anymore?" Hiccup asked.
"I thought maybe we had done something wrong when you were worried only about Zephyr and not us."
Hiccup laughed loudly. "Bucket, I still like you and I still like all my friends and everyone else in the village and I want everyone to get through the storm. I don't know why I was worried about Zephyr and only Zephyr earlier."
"You were just going through one of the stages of being a new father, that's all," Mulch said kindly.
"You're right, I was," said Hiccup.
"OOOOOOOH!" shouted Bucket suddenly, clutching his bucket again.
"Now what?" Hiccup and Mulch asked at the same time.
Bucket struggled to speak.
"Easy, Bucket, easy does it," said Mulch gently, putting a hand on his friend's shoulder.
Bucket forced his eyes open. "Now its two days until the storm comes!"
"Two days?" echoed Hiccup flabbergasted. "Oh for Thor's sake! Now we have to speed everything up. You two get back to work. Come on, step on it!"
Bucket stamped his foot on the ground.
"No, no, no, that's not what I…oh, never mind. Just go milk the yaks or something."
…
Location: Haddock House
Date: January 6
Time: 10:05 a.m.
(Hiccup's PoV)
The morning of the storm had arrived. So far, there was not a dark cloud in the sky. The food storehouse was filled with so many provisions, some people were certain it would burst. More blankets and warm clothing had been made and every hearth was stocked with firewood. But this did not stop Hiccup from worrying. In fact, he was currently double checking the sacks or baskets of food and pails of water in the kitchen.
"Are you sure you had enough for breakfast, Astrid?" he asked, beads of sweat pouring down his forehead.
"Yes, Hiccup," answered Astrid, "relax, I'm not gonna go hungry and neither is Zephyr." She gently rubbed Zephyr's back as she suckled on her breast.
"Just double checking," said Hiccup, walking over to the tied up pile of firewood that sat next to the hearth. "One, two, three…" he muttered to himself.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Door's open, come in," Hiccup called.
The door opened revealing Gobber with a look of concern. "Bad news, Chief."
"What?" Hiccup asked and he could feel the look of dread that was on his face.
"Bucket's head became even tighter and he announced the storm is to start in one hour."
"An hour?!"
"Afraid so," said Gobber, tapping his good fingers against the fingers of his wooden hand. "We'd better get everyone to the Great Hall. We'll be safer there."
"That's exactly what we're going to do," said Hiccup seriously. "Let's get everyone there and tell them to bring whatever supplies they can carry. And we'd better get the farm animals in the Hall too. If this storm is as bad as Bucket predicts, we'll be relying on them to provide us with milk and eggs for quite a while."
"Is there anything you'd like me to carry for you, Chief?" asked Gobber.
"Yes, you can carry the cradle you made just for my daughter."
…
Location: Gathering Circle
Date: January 6
Time: 10:35 a.m.
(Hiccup's PoV)
"One at a time, one at a time!" Hiccup shouted.
"Yeah, no need for pushing and shoving!" Astrid added.
With Astrid (who was carrying a very bundled up Zephyr) standing beside him, Hiccup watched as all the villagers hurried across the Gathering Circle and up the stairs to the Great Hall. Everyone was carrying either sacks or baskets of food, pails of water, clothing and blankets made from either wool or fur and extra firewood. Some people were herding all the farm animals up to the Hall as well and the sounds of sheep bleating, yaks grunting and chickens clucking mixed in with the murmurs of the anxious people.
Hiccup looked toward the direction of the cliffs of the valley. He could see dark clouds in the distance and it wouldn't be long before they were completely over their home. Then he looked worriedly back at his wife and daughter. Zephyr, innocently oblivious to the commotion that was going on around her, waved her tiny hands and babbled playfully. Astrid was also looking worriedly at her daughter then glanced up at Hiccup.
"I hope she'll make it through the night as well as the whole winter," she said softly.
"Me too, honey, me too," said Hiccup, putting a hand on her shoulder. "You better get upstairs and inside."
Astrid nodded and began following the crowd. Then she stopped and turned back to him. "What about you? Aren't you coming in?"
"I am," said Hiccup, "I just have to do something real quick."
Astrid nodded then started towards the stairs again. Hiccup watched his wife and all the other people go. Soon, he was the only person standing in the middle of the Gathering Circle. He slowly approached Stoick's statue and looked up at the stone face of his father.
"Dad, if you can hear me, I pray to you and I pray to all the gods and goddesses of Valhalla…uh, except Loki…you may not be with us anymore but you can still help us. Please let us all get through this first winter storm of the year, especially your granddaughter, Zephyr. If I must be the one to freeze to death tonight I don't care. Better me than her anyway."
The loud howl of wind interrupted his prayer. He turned to the cliffs and saw that the dark clouds were getting ever so closer.
He looked up at the statue again. "I have to go now but please let us all get through the night." He started to run toward the stairs of the Great Hall then he quickly glanced back. "Especially Zephyr!"
…
Location: Great Hall
Date: January 6
Time: 3:15 p.m.
(Hiccup's PoV)
Hours had passed and the storm was still not over. From inside the walls of the Great Hall, Hiccup could hear the loud howling of wind. He glanced around at the families huddled together either on the long tables or against the walls. He could hear the sounds of whimpering not too far and glanced toward the direction it was coming form. He saw Fishlegs and his family sitting close together on one of the long chairs by the tables. Brenda and Brant were sitting in Stareyes' lap and clinging to their mother. Fishlegs was sitting next to Stareyes and Hiccup could see that he was doing his best not to look frightened himself for the kids' sake. Shrug was sitting in Catpaws' lap and with all that blonde hair covering his face, it was hard to tell if he was frightened or not.
"Mom, we're scared," Brenda whispered.
"I know you are, sweetie, but don't worry, the storm will be over before you know it," said Stareyes reassuringly. "And look at it this way: when it is over, there will be enough snow on the ground for you guys to play in it."
"Really?" asked Brant, his face lighting up. Brenda's face was also starting to light up too.
"Yeah," Fishlegs spoke up, "we'll go sledding on shields, go ice-skating and build snow Gronckles and everything."
"Oh boy!" cried Brenda and Brant excitedly.
"Yay," said Shrug flatly.
Hiccup smiled at the Ingermans and continued walking around the Hall. He approached the area where the animals were huddled. As usual, they didn't seem to be at all fazed by the commotion, especially the always-bored-looking sheep. They were just minding their own business eating their feed or drinking from water pails or bleating at each other. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tuffnut sitting with all the hens and roosters. He had one of the hens cradled in his arms, a brown-and-white one. "There, there, Chicken," Hiccup heard the male twin saying, "it'll be all over soon, you'll see."
Hiccup smiled sadly. Although he was glad to see that everyone was finding ways to reassure themselves or others, he wished the same could be done for him. He walked back to the enormous hearth in the center of the Hall where Astrid was sitting on a stool, clutching the still-bundled up Zephyr and rubbing her hand against the infant's back. He sat down in the stool next to her. "How's she doing?"
"She has been shaking a little," replied Astrid, "I can't tell if it's because she's cold or scared or both."
"Well, at least she's got her parents for warmth and comfort," said Hiccup, also placing a hand on the infant's back and rubbing it gently. "It's okay, Zephyr, Mom and Dad won't let the mean old storm frighten or freeze you."
"That's right, honey, we're right here for you," added Astrid.
…
3:20 p.m.
(Valka's PoV)
Valka watched from where she was standing as Hiccup and Astrid sat close to each other on stools in front of the Great Hall's hearth. Both parents were rubbing their hands against a bundled up Zephyr's back trying to warm and comfort her. She could hear them speaking reassuringly to the babe. She smiled at this sight and she could have sworn she could feel the slight stinging of tears behind her eyes. It reminded her of how much Hiccup had worried her after he was born and how she did her best to try to stay strong and confident for his sake and to comfort him whenever he needed it. Despite his weedy, feeble structure, Hiccup had been a happy, playful babe no matter what. And although Zephyr wasn't born early, tiny and frail like her father, she was also cheerful and lively even in the midst of a serious situation. Slowly, she approached the little family. "Hello, Hiccup, Astrid," she greeted.
"Hey, Mom," greeted Hiccup, looking up at her.
"Hi, Valka," greeted Astrid, also looking up at her briefly then looking back down at her daughter. "Zephyr, say 'hi' to your Grandma Valka."
Zephyr stared up at her with curious eyes and gurgled.
"Hello to you too, Zephyr," smiled Valka. She turned to Hiccup. "So, Hiccup, are you still worried about Zephyr getting through the storm and the night?"
"Maybe a little bit," Hiccup admitted softly.
"I hate to admit it, but so am I," said Astrid, "and I was the one trying to calm Hiccup down when he was going out of his mind with worry."
"That's because we have a baby now and we've changed a little," said Hiccup to Astrid. He turned to Valka. "When the Berserkers came to visit us a couple of months ago, Dagur's wife, Mala warned me that having a kid can change a person. I mean, I've always known that, but now that I have a kid, I've been slowly realizing how right she is."
Valka nodded. "And she certainly is right. There's nothing in this whole world that is more precious than a child to call your own. I always had a sense of adventure and excitement and I still had it when you came into our lives but at the same time, I became more cautious and more aware of what could happen when you're not being careful. Same with your father. He had always been a rough-and-tumble sort of man but never in all my life did I ever see him treat anyone so delicately – the way he slowly approached you and the way he cradled you in his strong arms ever so carefully. It was quite astounding."
Hiccup looked at her with slight surprise.
"You may not believe it but it's true," Valka continued, "and in fact, two weeks after you were born, and three months before I was taken away, there was an ice storm just like this one and it was to be the last storm before spring started. It was so terrible, I was certain you would never be able to survive it. I thought your life would end right then and there for sure. As for your father, although he was just as concerned, he saw that storm as a test of character. He said that it was your chance to prove to us and all of Berk that you were stronger than you seemed. And you passed the test. You made it through the night."
"Wow, good for you, Hiccup," said Astrid, gently bumping her fist against her husband's shoulder.
"Thanks, Astrid," said Hiccup, reaching out to rub the spot where he had been lightly bumped.
"So maybe, this storm is a test of Zephyr's character," continued Valka, "let's see if she can get through this just like you did."
"Yeah, Hiccup," said Astrid, "If you can survive a winter storm, so can our daughter."
Hiccup's face lit up with confidence. "Yes, yes, she can."
…
8:15 p.m.
(Astrid's PoV)
Astrid looked around the Great Hall. From where they were, the animals had already settled down for sleep and everyone else seemed to be getting ready for sleep themselves. People were laying out quilts and pillows on the floor or covering themselves with quilts while still sitting up against the walls or corners. She could still hear a little wind outside but it had growing quieter and softer over the past few hours.
"Sounds like the storm will be over real soon, Hiccup," she said.
Instead of a response, Astrid heard only silence.
"Hiccup?"
She turned to her husband. He was still sitting on the stool in front of the great hearth. This time, he was holding Zephyr now. Zephyr had stopped shivering a few hours ago and Hiccup was determined to make sure she stayed that way. Zephyr was fast asleep now and Hiccup was looking a little droopy-eyed himself. His head was slowly lowering then he lifted his head back up in a split second. "Huh…oh," he murmured.
Astrid smiled and put a hand on her husband's shoulder. "If you want to sleep, you can Hiccup. I'll watch Zephyr for a while."
"Yeah but then you'll end up going to sleep yourself," Hiccup responded groggily, "someone needs to make sure Zephyr stays warm and comfortable throughout the whole of the night."
Astrid sighed. Hiccup was just never gonna give up. He never had and he never will. Then she had an idea.
"I'm glad you want to stay awake for our daughter's sake but you really need your sleep. I'll keep an eye on her. I won't mind staying awake for a few hours. Come on, lay her in her cradle."
Hiccup sighed. "All right." He got up from his stool, walked over to Zephyr's cradle and laid her in it.
Astrid picked up a folded quilt Gobber had carried from their house and spread it out on the floor. "Here, Hiccup. Lie here."
"Okay," Hiccup murmured sleepily.
"Hold on, before you do, let me remove that cloak," Astrid said walking over to behind Hiccup. She removed the brown fur cloak from Hiccup's back and folded it up.
"Thanks, Astrid," Hiccup said, yawning. He got down to his knees and laid down on top of the quilt.
Once Astrid made sure her husband was fully asleep, she placed his folded up cloak right beside him. Then she removed her own white fur cloak and folded it up as well and then she laid it beside Hiccup's cloak. Then she walked over to the cradle and carefully removed Zephyr from it. She knelt down on the spread-out quilt and carefully laid the sleeping, bundled up baby on top of the two folded up cloaks. Then she looked up at the crowd.
"Attention, everyone," she called out gently and some people turned to her. "If anyone has something warm to offer us, please lay them all on top of us." Then she laid down right next to her husband and her daughter, who was in between her parents.
Gobber approached removing his brown fur vest and he laid it on top of Astrid and her family. It was tattered in some spots but it still looked as cozy as ever. Valka also arrived and removed the fur sash from around her waist and laid it on top of the family. Snotlout also took off his black fur vest and laid it on top of the family though Astrid could detect a little reluctance on his face.
"Thanks, everyone," she whispered, "now I'm confident our daughter will get through the night."
Gobber and Valka nodded. Valka looked at Snotlout and cleared her throat and that got him nodding as well. Astrid smiled and nodded. Then placing her hand on top of Zephyr's body, she laid her head down against the quilt. Even as she drifted off to sleep, she could feel the rising and falling of her daughter's chest underneath her hand.
…
Location: Great Hall
Date: January 7
Time: 8:15 a.m.
(Hiccup's PoV)
Hiccup felt warm - warmer than he had ever felt in his life.
"Hiccup?"
"Hiccup?"
The voices were beautiful. Maybe they were the voices of the Valkyries of Valhalla. Maybe they had answered his prayers. Maybe they had allowed him to take his daughter's place in freezing to death just as he had told his Dad he would when he prayed to him. And the reason he felt so warm instead of cold was because he was in Valhalla now and he would never feel the cold again. Strangely enough, those voices sounded fairly similar to Astrid and Valka.
"Wake up, sleepyhead."
"I'll handle this."
Suddenly, a soft but hard blow came to his shoulder.
"Ow!" Hiccup murmured, grabbing his shoulder and keeping his eyes closed. This was odd. He had always heard you'd never feel pain again once you entered the next world so why was he feeling pain now? He opened his eyes and saw Astrid kneeling over him and Valka bent down behind her. It wasn't Valkyries he had been hearing, it was his wife and mother.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," greeted Valka, "I think you'll be happy to know the storm's all over and it's a beautiful winter's morning."
"And the best part is…" said Astrid, pointing down to something on the floor. Hiccup looked to where Astrid was pointing and saw Zephyr laying on top of his cloak and Astrid's cloak, both of them folded up underneath her. Zephyr was waving her arms, kicking her feet and spitting playfully.
Hiccup felt relief fill up his entire body. "She made it through the night."
"She's passed her test of character just like her father before her," said Valka with pride.
"I knew she would," said Astrid, nodding.
Hiccup quickly sat up and scooped up his precious daughter into his arms and covered every part of her face with kisses. Then he looked down in front of him that he was partly covered with two fur vests (a brown, tattered one and a small black one) and a fur sash. "Where did all this come from?" he asked, looking up at Astrid and Valka.
"From the people who care about you and your family," came Gobber's voice from behind. Looking over his shoulder, Hiccup saw Gobber standing over him with a huge grin.
Snotlout was also there right next to Gobber. "And if you won't be needing this anymore, I'll just take it back," he said picking up the black vest and putting it on again before walking away.
Hiccup couldn't help but chuckle.
"Well, then, why don't we all head out and enjoy the snowy morning, eh?" Gobber asked, stretching his arms.
"Yeah, Hiccup, let's show Zephyr all that snow outside," Astrid suggested.
"Well…okay," said Hiccup, "but let's make sure she's all bundled up first."
…
Location: Gathering Circle
Date: January 7
Time: 8:20 a.m.
(Hiccup's PoV)
Five minutes later, Hiccup and Astrid, with Zephyr in her arms, were standing in the middle of the snow covered Gathering Circle. A couple of men had woken up a few hours before them to clear out the snow on the stairs leading up to the Great Hall and the stairs leading down from the Circle but Hiccup had still made sure he and Astrid walked down the steps ever so carefully.
Hiccup looked around. The meadows, the rooftops of the houses and the branches of the trees were all coated with freshly fallen snow. Despite the fears he went through yesterday, Hiccup couldn't help but admire the beauty around him. Then he bent down, scooped up some snow into his hand, stood up again and held out the snow to Zephyr.
"This is snow, Zephyr," he explained.
Zephyr curiously reached out her tiny hand out to the fluffy, white stuff her father was holding. Hiccup reached out a little further and Zephyr was able to touch the bit of snow. She smiled widely and giggled.
"I think she likes it, Hiccup," said Astrid.
"Yes, she does," said Hiccup, reaching out and tickling Zephyr under her chin making her giggle even louder.
The sounds of his daughter laughing made Hiccup smile and then he looked up at the stone face of his father's statue. "Thank you, Dad," he whispered.
…
Location: Hidden World
Date: January 7
Time: 9:30 a.m.
(Light Fury's PoV)
The Light Fury walked through the rocky areas of the Hidden World, looking around at all the Gronckles that were either resting or conversing with one another. Suddenly the ground rumbled from below her feet. She turned around and saw the tan Gronckle, Fishmeat (who was now fully grown) running around and the great blue-and-orange-red Crimson Goregutter chasing after him.
"You'll never catch me, Crimson," taunted Fishmeat in teasing growls.
"Oh, we'll see about that," replied Crimson.
Fishmeat briefly stopped in front of a tall rock formation before running off again. The Crimson Goregutter crashed into the rock formation, causing it to crumble. The Gronckles scattered in different directions just before bits and pieces of rock hit the ground and the Light Fury quickly dodged as well. Once she was out of the way, she looked up at the annoyed-looking Gronckles hovering over Fishmeat.
"Practically two years old and you still act like your tiny," a blue one growled.
"And that goes for antler-head," grunted an orange one glaring at the Crimson Goregutter.
Fishmeat cowered. "We're sorry," he whined, "We didn't mean to cause you any trouble."
"That's right," warbled the Light Fury approaching the young Gronckle and standing next to him. "Fishmeat and Crimson didn't mean any harm. They'll learn to be more careful, won't you."
"We promise," grunted Fishmeat and Crimson.
"You see?"
The Gronckles hovered away, still grouchy over almost being crushed.
"Thank you, Miss Light Fury," Fishmeat gurgled happily.
"No problem. But they have a point you know. Try to be more aware of your own strength. You aren't' hatchlings anymore you know."
"Yes, Miss Light Fury," responded Fishmeat, nodding. "Speaking of hatchlings, would you like to see the babies some of the mother dragons had a few days ago?"
"I've already seen them but all right."
"Good, follow us," boomed the Crimson Goregutter.
The Light Fury followed the two Boulder Class dragons to the great rookery where different kinds of dragons like Nadders, Gronckles and Nightmares were all gathered. The adult dragons were surrounded by newly hatched dragons. Some were charging at their tired parents, others were chasing or wrestling each other.
Fishmeat's mother, Meatlug and Stormfly the Nadder approached the three dragons.
"Good morning, Light Fury," squawked Stormfly.
"Good morning, Crimson," warbled Meatlug.
"Good morning, Meatlug," boomed Crimson.
"Good morning, Stormfly," purred the Light Fury, "looks like all the mother dragons have their claws full with new babies."
"Indeed," responded Stormfly, nodding and looking around at the baby dragons.
"They should consider themselves lucky to have such darling hatchlings," said the Light Fury, looking longingly at three baby Gronckles sleeping close to each other.
"Well, what about you and Toothless?" asked Meatlug, "Have you two ever considered having babies of your own."
"Babies of our own?" said the Light Fury, surprised, "Oh no! You know how Toothless is with baby dragons. They never listen to the mighty king of dragons no matter how hard he tries. And besides I've got him, my father, my mother and all my friends. What more could I want?"
"Well, we're glad you're happy," warbled Meatlug.
The Light Fury nodded and walked away from the Nadder and Gronckle. Like she said, she had her mate, her parents and her friends. She should be happy, right? So why was she suddenly not feeling happy?
She almost ran into two Nadder hatchlings that were chasing each other and quickly stepped back. She watched as one of the Nadders managed to pounce on its sibling and the two infants rolled around on the ground. She quickly hurried away from them. Unfortunately for her, she discovered two green infant Monstrous Nightmares hissing and snapping at each other. It wasn't long before their bodies lit up with fire. The Light Fury headed for the other direction. Then she saw something that made her stop again: a dark brown mother Gronckle pouring pebbles out of her jaws in front of her five babies and they all slurped up their breakfast.
It seemed to the Light Fury that everywhere she went, she saw babies!
She needed to get out of this rookery fast.
She quickly flapped her wings and took flight away from the rookery, away from the mothers and most importantly, away from the babies.
…
6:30 p.m.
(Light Fury's PoV)
The Light Fury spent the rest of the day resting on the rocks on the edge of the Great Waterfall and now night had completely fallen. The only thing that surrounded her was the rumbling water pouring down the entrance of the Hidden World. She was away from the mother dragons and their babies but she still felt depressed. She had finally realized that she really did want baby dragons of her own but she didn't want to admit it to Toothless. She saw how frustrated he seemed whenever he tried to keep the young ones out of mischief or when they bounced on top of him or chewed at his ears or tail. I shouldn't be selfish, she told herself. I should think about my mate's happiness.
"There you are," came the familiar call of her mate.
The Light Fury looked up and saw Toothless hovering over the large gaping hole in the middle of the ocean. He flapped over to her perch and sat down beside her.
"Why do you look as though you'll never fly again?"
"Oh, nothing, darling. I just needed some alone time."
"You don't mind if I join you do you?"
"Of course not."
Toothless looked up at the dark sky and sniffed the air.
"No sign of any enemies," he announced, "As long as you're still able to fly, how about a late night flight?"
The Light Fury lifted her head and felt her face light up. "Certainly."
She got to her feet, flapped her wings and took flight. Toothless followed after her. The two Furies flew up toward the clouds and stopped briefly. The Light Fury found herself face-to-face with her mate and she stared deeply into his lime green eyes. Toothless purred affectionately and licked her nose.
The Light Fury purred happily as she felt her mate's warm, slimy, pink tongue run up her face. Even if she would never have babies, at least she would always have Toothless. And that was fine with her.
…
The Light Fury's mother and father were seen in the book adapation, How to Train Your Dragon: The Hidden World: The Movie Storybook. Also two Light Furies made an Easter egg cameo in the same shot of Drago's Bewilderbeast in the movie so I'm assuming it was the Light Fury's parents.