Disclaimer:

By now, you people should already know what I'm going to say here - no, I don't own HTTYD nor do I own the characters in this fic.

Author's Note:

Bored, bored, and also bored.

Creative

For the past few weeks of relative peace on Berk, Hiccup had been slaving away in his workshop at Gobber's forge.

Nobody, not even his father, knew about what he was working on or what had spurred him to be in there. He was tight-lipped about it to the point he absolutely refused to show or tell anyone. But everyone had their guesses, as every time someone walked past the forge during the day they could hear Hiccup hammering away at something, occasionally cursing when it sounded like he made a mistake or groaning when he sounded like he had dropped something very important. Eventually, the whole of Berk became curious; just what was their hero doing in there?

That was what his friends were going to find out as the five teens stood just outside the building, under the gaze of the watchful Toothless, who lay in front of the entrance to the forge.

"Alright guys..." Astrid whispered, motioning to the dragon. "Follow the plan, okay?"

The others nodded, with the twins grinning in anticipation.

"Hey Toothless." She greeted the Night Fury gently, holding out her hand so he could put his head against it. Toothless crooned and did so, but suddenly his ears stood stock still as he sniffed the air around her. Astrid had hid something behind her back - a handful of haddock, and Toothless wanted to eat them. "Here, I brought you some fish."

While the blonde was busy distracting the lovable dragon, Fishlegs and Snotlout walked into the forge and were immediately accosted by a genial Gobber.

"I've got my axe and I've got my mace, and I love my wife with the ugly- Ah, Snotlout! Fishlegs! What brings you two lads here today?" He asked, while hammering a bent tool back to shape.

"Uh..." Fishlegs nervously began.

Before Snotlout could step in and give an excuse, all of a sudden Ruffnut and Tuffnut rolled into the forge, in the middle of one of their fights. It was exactly as they had planned it; and the distraction they provided was convincing because the twins really wanted to hit each other. No wonder they had readily agreed to help the rest of the gang find out what Hiccup was doing.

"Butt-elf!"

"Bride of Grendel!"

"Oh no, not again." Gobber rolled his eyes in exasperation and stopped working, setting the tool to the side.

The burly man then took to getting them apart, forgetting about the other two teens who were now tiptoeing to his apprentice's workshop. But alas, a black blur bounded after them in a second and stopped them short of entering and taking a peek inside. Toothless, though distracted by delicious fish, was wise enough to keep track of his rider's friends' movements by humouring Astrid's attempt to keep him occupied while happily eating the haddock she had given him.

A moment later an annoyed Astrid entered the forge, and suddenly it clicked to Gobber why they were all there.

He smirked, going back to work. "So, let me guess... You're all here to find out what Hiccup's been doing, eh?"

Defeated, the teens nodded, except for the twins who still scuffled on the ground.

"I figured as much." Gobber chuckled. "But unfortunately, you lot won't be able to know any time soon."

"Why not, Gobber?" Snotlout found himself asking for everyone.

The blacksmith smiled, while inspecting the tool he had recently worked on. "Well you see, Snotlout, whenever Hiccup gets creative, whatever he's working on will be something worth waiting for." He shrugged as he continued his hammering on the tool. "So be patient, all of you. It won't do Hiccup any good if you pester him, especially now."

"'Especially now'?" Astrid repeated, raising a questioning eyebrow at Gobber.

"He warned me he was going to work with something volatile today, and oh, he also said that if he makes even the smallest of mistakes right now he might end up blowing the forge and himself up, Astrid." The blond man explained warily, now that he had caught the attention of the destructive twins sprawled on the floor before him.

"Cool." Ruffnut whispered in awe. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go bother Hiccup!"

"Yeah!" Tuffnut grinned, moving to stand up. "Let's get going!"

Toothless stepped forward, reminding everyone that he was still watching over his rider, and gave the twins a look and a growl that clearly said 'Don't you even dare!'. The twins' resolve quickly faltered while everyone sighed in relief, especially Astrid as she had no intention of letting Hiccup accidentally kill himself. Fishleg's and Snotlout's sighs were more like they were glad they weren't going to die today because of the twins' shenanigans.

"I'd rather not get myself killed or exiled by Stoick trying to explain to him why his son is dead, nor would I want to tell him why the forge's nothing more than a smoking ruin if Hiccup does end up blowing himself up, thank you very much." Gobber added wryly. "Now, out you go, you lot. In the meantime, try not to do anything that'll make Hiccup come running, alright?"

No sooner the blacksmith regretted saying that, the twins ran out, calling for their two-headed dragon Barf and Belch. Gobber sighed and palmed his face while the rest of Hiccup's friends ran after them and tried to stop them. Gods. If the forge was going to be in danger from the twins every time Hiccup got in one of his creative streaks, he was going to have some words with him.