Toothless and Hiccup sat at a cliff overlooking the ocean. Toothless laid on his belly, snoozing. Hiccup laid his back on Toothless' side, watching the blue waves of the ocean.

He felt calm. For once in a long time, Hiccup was relaxed. Since the defeat of the Death two years ago, he'd been flying from island to island, trying to get the clans to ally themselves with the dragons. He was pretty successful. After he returned to Berk, he spent a few months training more riders and trained the new blacksmith apprentice that was to replace him.

It was so stressful. Hiccup swore he didn't sit down for more than a few minutes befor ehe was called to assist someone with their dragon.

Finally, he had a break. Hicup breathed deeply, enjoying the crisp air. He scratched Toothless' head absentmindedly.

For the first time in a long time, he was relaxing.