Chapter!

Sorry I'm a day late. Had a lot going on this week.

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My dad came home that Friday night. We spoke a little and it seemed he had forgiven me for not going with him but I wasn't sure. Saturday morning we were both pretty quiet and Saturday afternoon Astrid came round.

We were sat on the sofa watching the last couple of races. I had a race the next day and wanted to make sure I was prepared. It was the last race of the season. It was important. Astrid would ask me a question every now and then about a rider's posture or a dragon's extra few flaps and I would happily answer.

"Son?!" I heard my dad call from the hallway.

"Yeah, Dad?!" I called back.

"Ah, there you are!" he said coming into the sitting room. "I see you're watching the dragon racing again."

"Do you like it, sir?" Astrid asked sitting up. She knew the answer. I'd told her before.

"Not really," he said sitting down in his large armchair. "I don't really know how you can call sitting on an animal's back and flying around in circles a sport."

"There's more to it than that though."

"Oh really?" he asked sceptically.

"Yeah! You see the last guy? He's known as Savage. Hiccup, is there a reason he's last?" Astrid asked with a smug glint in he eye. I answered without taking my eyes off the screen as I analysed the rider.

"His posture is wrong, he's holding too much of his weight on the front throwing the dragon off, plus he's taking too much control, not allowing the dragon to use its own instincts and let it fly, he's trying to show it how it should be flying." I saw Astrid out of the corner of my eye looking pleased.

"Maybe there is more to it then..." I heard my dad mutter. Wow. Never thought I'd hear that. "What about him then, the one winning. What makes him so good?" I looked at the screen and saw myself.

"He listens to the dragon. He only guides it, he doesn't try to control it. The work together as a team. Though his posture could do with a few adjustments..." I saw Astrid scowl at me.

"You sure know your stuff, son," my dad said his eyes on the screen. "Maybe you could take your girlfriend to watch a game some day-"

"That's it!" I said standing up. I looked at my dad to see his shocked face. "I can't do this anymore. Dad, I need to show you something." Astrid looked at me worriedly. I just nodded to asure her this was the right thing to do. I walked off to the library with my dad close behind and Astrid just behind him.

"This is the library, son," he said flatly. I nodded.

"Yes it is." Then I walked over to the Norse dictionary and pulled. The shelf clicked and I pushed it open. I flicked the light on to show the stairs that led down. He raised an eyebrow.

"Should I be worried?"

"Don't you trust me? This is me we're talking about Dad!" When he didn't move I rolled my eyes and headed down the stairs. I made sire all the lights were switched on in the basement and turned tk watch my father walk in. His eyes widened as he took in all my tech, pieces of engine scattered around and the wall covered in tools.

"You kept this hidden? A workshop?" Why did everyone always think this was it?

"Not exactly," I replied. "This is just for funding. Couldn't have my expenses showing up on your credit card bills." With that I moved over to the wrench and turned it until I heard the wall click. I pushed the wall and let everyone through before turning the lights on. My dad's jaw dropped at the sight of the gym.

"Son, if I'd have known you wanted a gym I'd have just let you use mine. I never let you in there before because you were such a frail, clumsy kid, I was afraid you'd hurt yourself." I heard Astrid snort and I turned to glare at her but that only made it worse. She had her eyes clenched shut and held a hand over her mouth. I shook my head.

"Once again, Dad, not exactly what I wanted to show you." I nodded my head towards the suit in the glass casing. He narrowed his eyes at the leather suit and his brow furrowed.

"Isn't that the same suit that guy in the race was wearing?"

"Night Rider?" Astrid offered having finally stopped laughing.

"Yes, him!" He turned around to me but I was already on the other side of the room unlocking the door that led outside. As I opened it his eyes widened. I whistled and Toothless landed in front of me. My dad seemed genuinely shocked.

"Is that..."

"Dad, this is Toothless. Toothless, this is my dad." And then my dad did something I never thought he would do. Stutter.

"So that... And him... So you..." he mumbled pointing first to the suit, then to Toothless, then to me.

"Yes Dad, I'm Night Rider. I've been racing for the past two years."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly.

"I guess I was just afraid you wouldn't be happy. I knew you didn't think racing was a real sport so..." He shook his head and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Son. Of course I'm proud of you! I never thought I'd get you into a sport. I figured you'd just beg me to send you off to some fancy engineering school!"

"That's still an option though, right?" I asked hopefully. He laughed.

"We'll see. Are you any good?"

"He's the best," Astrid said with a smile. I smiled back a little embarrassed by the attention.

"Of course he is!" Dad replied with the biggest smile I had ever seen. "It's in his blood!" Astrid reached out for my hand and I gladly let her. "So when's your next race?"

"Tomorrow," I replied.

"Well I hope you've got an extra ticket then." I smiled. I finally told my dad and he was proud of me. I had a beautiful girlfriend holding my hand. If only we could be open in school, life would be perfect. But it's not. Maybe it was time to come clean.

So... Stoic knows... Yay! Supportive dad.

I'm trying to decide if you guys are going to hate me after what I have planned for the next chapter...

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