(A/N) This one's rather short, but after pandamaster97720 finished the first part I had to finish the rest on my phone so really it makes sense.
On one oddly sunny winters day Gobber was babysitting his favorite godson. While sitting at the table, Hiccup was writing and drawing in his journal working on his motor-gross skills. After a while, he suddenly started to feel a phantom pain and signed to Gobber that he needed to lay down. Gobber helped Hiccup lay down on the couch, not bothering to tell the boy he should start speaking over signing again as he knew the boy was questioned about it everyday.
After Hiccup was laying on a couch in the back of Gobber's forge, the man got curious about what his Godson was writing in his journal and what he saw amazed him. Detailed writing and intricate designs of inventions that seemed to run endlessly inside the boy's head at all times littered the pages of his journal. For only being fourteen years of age and honestly not incredibly interested in his schoolwork, young Hiccup was not only creative, but appeared to be far above average in intelligence as well. He also seemed to have a hidden talent for inventing which somehow didn't surprise the old blacksmith who had known the boy for so long.
After Hiccup awoke from a long rest, Gobber told him as he finished looking through his journal that he had a way to help the boy improve his motor-gross skills and have an outlet for his creative mind if he wanted too. Hiccup listened intently as Gobber explained the solution was to start work with him in his blacksmith shop as his apprentices and then once he is older be a full time employee. All Hiccup would need to do is run the idea by his parents to see if they would okay with it.
As Gobber explained the details to Hiccup the boy started to like the idea. He quickly agreed with Gobber enthusiastically, stating that he would love to become his apprentices in his blacksmith shop through signing. As they continued to talk about what a blacksmith does, what kinds of things Hiccup could create, and the type of training that he would have to do in order start working as his apprentice, a newfound confidence grew within Hiccup. Maybe he could find something he was not only good at, but that he would enjoy doing.
After Hiccup was finished spending the day with Gobber, his mother brought him home and helped him get into his wheelchair and inside. His leg was still healing from surgery, so he hadn't gotten a prosthetic to use instead of his wheelchair yet.
Mom, I need to ask you something. Hiccup signed to his mother once they were both inside. Valka watched his hands for a description. The boy smiled.
Gobber saw some of the things I wrote in my journal. He wants me to be his apprentice. I need you and dad's permission. Can you call Gobber and tell him I can? Hiccup asked, moving around in his seat in anticipation. His mother smiled and kneeled down in front of her son.
"I'll tell you what Hiccup. If you'll keep working with me on your healing and speech, then as long as you can bring your grades up in school I'll call Gobber tonight. Do we have a deal?" Hiccup smiled and nodded his head, telling his mother thank you. He shuffled in his seat, though soon found himself wincing as another pain hit. It seemed to just be one of those days.
"Does your leg hurt son?" Valka asked with worry in her eyes. Hiccup wanted to tell her no and that he was fine, but he couldn't stop the sweat forming on his head. He simply nodded and his mother smiled sadly.
"Can I help you clean it? Then you can go rest for an hour before I make dinner?" Hiccup smiled lopsidedly and cocked his head to the side. He opened his mouth and his mother heard him speak for the first time in months.
"Thank you mom."
After Hiccup woke up from a long rest and ate dinner he was ecstatic to hear his mother and future teacher had spoken and agreed on Hiccup working at the blacksmith shop . He was surprised though when his mother threw new news at him.
"I spoke with Gobber Hiccup, and once he'd let me go I got a message from Throk about a new activity I think would help you." Valka stated excitedly. She seemed so sure. "What would your opinion be on going to a camp for kids like you in the future?"
Hiccup looked down at his hands in his lap. He forced himself to smile, but deep down didn't know exactly how to feel about this new idea. Perhaps he'd just have to see.
(A/N) I'm updating this chapter because I didn't add in a detail. Hiccup HAS used a prosthetic before In the last chapter, but he doesn't have his OWN yet as his leg is still healing a bit.
