Hiccup woke up the next morning in confusion. He was in his own bed, and there seemed to be someone beside him..? It wasn't Toothless, he preferred his own bed. Hiccup opened his eyes blearily, realizing he must have gotten a little drunk, and turned his head to look at the mystery person sleeping beside him.

Everything came rushing back, and his eyes widened. Had he really done that with Astrid, or was it all a dream? But the sleeping girl's presence beside him told him he had. "'Strid? Astrid, wake up, it's time to get up, Astrid, come on..." He shook her gently, and she groaned before blinking open her own eyes.

"Morning, Hiccup..." She closed her eyes, frowned as she realized where she was, and what state she was in, and her eyes snapped open again. "Hiccup. Would you mind telling me why we're in a bed... Together, with no clothes?" She asked in a dangerous voice. It seemed that she'd been a little more drunk than him.

"We're married, Astrid, remember? And I think there's a fairly good chance of waking up like this again." He grinned sleepily, recalling how wonderful the night before had been.

"Oh... Oh. I remember now. Okay, Hiccup. Wake me up at dawn, please..." Astrid yawned and buried her head in the pillow. Hiccup glanced at the window. Sure enough, there was bright sunlight streaming through the blinds to light one of the rather numerous sketches on the wall.

"Astrid... It's past dawn." He informed her, sitting up. She groaned, but opened her eyes again. Hiccup twisted to see whether his prosthetic was on his side of the bed or not and heard a small gasp. "What?" He asked, turning back to Astrid. She was staring at him, eyes glued to his exposed chest and stomach. He followed her gaze and felt his cheeks heat up.

He pulled the furs up self consciously, looking away. Behind him, Astrid frowned, sitting up as well, though she made sure to keep her own chest well covered. "Hiccup, there's nothing to be ashamed of," She told him gently.

He glanced at her, then looked down. "Sure there is. I'm skinny, weak, I'm missing a-"

"Hiccup!" Astrid interrupted, punching his arm. "Stop being self-conscious. You know what I think? You're not cute, after all. You're beautiful." Her cheeks turned bright red, but she continued to stare him down as he blinked in obvious surprise.

"I'm- I'm what? Guys aren't supposed to be beautiful!" He wailed, though he was grinning lopsidedly as he did. As he continued to pretend to be horrifyingly insulted, the blanket started to slip, Astrid's eyes following until she couldn't take it anymore. She lunged, disregarding the furs covering her chest, and captured his lips with hers as she pushed him down onto his back.

They might have had a repeat of the night before, had Toothless not returned from a rather successful hunting trip at that moment. The dragon trotted in proudly and dropped his kill on the floor. "I'm back! And I brought breakfast, too!"

"Toothless! How many times do I have to tell you, no food in the bedroom!" Hiccup reprimanded in Dragonese, sitting up to stare at his dragon sternly. Astrid sat back, watching the two communicate, and frowned. She wanted to be a part of that, too.

"But where else can I eat?" Toothless flicked an ear at his rider. "Just go back to your mating already, why don't you." Hiccup spluttered, going bright red, as Toothless looked on amusedly.

"Not with you watching, Toothless, this is private! Between Astrid and I! No one else! You can eat outside! Or in the other room!" Hiccup made shooing motions with his hands. Toothless laughed, but slunk out of the room anyway. Hiccup lay back down and turned his head to stare at his wife lovingly. She was looking thoughtfully at the door, and he grinned. She was so beautiful.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked, and she smiled at him, taking his hand to draw circles on it.

"I was just wondering how hard it is to learn Dragonese." She said thoughtfully. "I might want to learn it," she continued, glancing at him. He grinned, having meant to teach her at some point anyway.

"It's not that hard, all I did was give Toothless a word in Norse, and he would repeat it back in Dragonese, and I would copy him. The only difficult thing is figuring out what other dragon species use for certain words. Not all of them use the same ones." Hiccup explained.

"Okay... So will you teach me?" Astrid asked expectantly. He smiled, nodding.

"Of course!" He turned away to see if he could find his foot, having been distracted from his earlier attempt to locate the device. "Hey, Astrid, have you seen my, um... Foot?" He mumbled the last word, embarrassed.

"Um, I think it's on my side. Here, let me check," Astrid turned to peer over the edge of the mattress. "Yeah, I see it." Hiccup didn't respond, too busy staring at her bare back. She was all curves, and there was so much skin... He got an overwhelming urge to continue what Toothless had interrupted. Then she turned, and he managed a strangled squeak as her muscles moved under the skin. She smirked, and that was the last straw.

He pulled himself against her, and a very heated kissing session began, though the sound of Toothless' laughter from the other room stopped them from going any further.

Needless to say, it took them a while to get dressed, and it was almost noon when they finally emerged from their bedroom.

"Well, this is home," Hiccup said, gesturing around him at the cluttered area that was his kitchen, living room, and dining room all at once. Predictably enough, Hiccup had decorated the walls with sketches, and there were bits of machinery resting on a small table in the corner. Astrid smiled as she looked around. It was all so... Hiccup.

"What's up there?" She wondered, pointing at a rope ladder that led up through the ceiling. Hiccup smiled again.

"Oh, just the deck," He replied nonchalantly. "It's sort of a second porch, except up off the ground. There's a covered outdoor eating area up there, too."

"Wow... Hiccup, this is amazing!" Astrid exclaimed, quickly scaling the ladder to see the deck for herself.

"I'm going to have to make a new ladder though," Hiccup noted. "I don't think I can climb this one anymore, with a metal leg."

"So long as you stop feeling sorry for yourself!" Astrid sang. Hiccup grinned at the carefree note in her voice.

When he'd left so long ago, he thought to himself, he had never imagined things turning out like this, living with Toothless, married to the girl of his dreams... But he was so happy, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

THE END.

(Just so you know)

Hey, so apparently Ragnarök is upon us, 'cuz I've decided to publish this chapter early. My school is putting on a production of Grease, as well as Aladdin, and I'm not sure how capable I am of remembering to publish on Thursday morning when I have to be at the theater until 10 PM the night before. Yes, this is the last chapter, and I wanted to thank everybody reading and reviewing for being wonderful. :) Gods, I'm bad at writing Author's Notes, aren't I? I can't think of anything to say! Um, so anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading this story as much as I loved writing it. :D