"Hanrik!" A motherly high-pitched voice screamed half way through the village.

"Whoa! Little man, where do you think you're going. Can you not hear your mother screaming?" The foreign Chief picked up an escaping two year old.

"Da! Da!"

Hakon sighed and threw the black haired, blue eyed boy over his shoulder. "Astrid, I found the culprit! What did he do this time?"

"Escape." Astrid took the son away from his father.

"From your mother? How dare you?" The Chief said sarcastically. The small boy laughed with his father.

"Knock it off. Didn't you promise to take the twins with you today?"

"Yes, I did. Where's the second one?"

"Papa!" A blonde haired grey eyed girl speed to the form of her famous father.

"Ash." The mighty Chief picked up the blonde little girl and spun her in the air. "Okay, got the daughter, where's the son?" He placed the girl on one arm and held out the other for the twin.

"Here, now get out of my sight." Astrid put her second son on his father's arm and watched her husband with their children walk away to an orange awaiting Changewing.

"Mom! I'm being chased by an angry Night Fury! Help me!" The six year old Hiccup Haddock IV ran, indeed being chased by a Night Fury, until he slipped and Toothless stood over him growling.

For a flick of a moment, Astrid tensed. Until that is, when Toothless started to like the 6 year old mercilessly.

"You're your father's son." Astrid said quietly, watching Hiccup Junior play with Toothless.

"Ew, Toothless! Do you have any idea how hard it is wash off Night Fury saliva?! Mom is gonna kill me." The six year old Chief was dripping head to toe in saliva.

"Hey, sweetheart. Come with me." Astrid called out, and waved for him to follow her.

"Oh great, now look what you did." The boy scolded the Night Fury, who looked at the grass floor in shame and trotted behind his dead master's son. "Yes, mom?"

"I have something for you." Astrid opened the rusty doors of the shed behind the Haddock House.

"So, I'm not in trouble?" The all too innocent eyes questioned his mother, knowing that for some reason she couldn't resist them.

"Not this time." She went inside the shed. Her eyes trailed the wall for a few moments, until the ocean orbs landed on what they were searching for. She walked up to a brown sheet and tore it off to reveal…

"Whoa!" Emerald eyes doubled in size when they saw it.

"It belonged to your father once." Astrid said, with a bitten lip. A habit she adopted when talking about the boy's father, which he noticed. "Toothless' saddle."

"Cool."

"You know how to put it on?"

"Mom, I'm a blacksmithing apprentice, I could build catapult if I wanted to."

"Aren't you a little small to build a catapult?"

"Gobber's words, I swear." Hiccup lifted his hands in the air in defence, then began to examine the saddle.

"Honey, don't listen to everything Gobber tells you." Astrid ruffled her son's brown messy hair and lift The Boy and His Dragon to themselves.

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"AHHHHH!" BANG!

"Yep, that's just the normal thing to come home to. Someone screaming and a loud crash." Hakon said, getting off the Changewing, in his arms two sleeping non-identical twins.

"He's been practising all day." Astrid was sitting on a bench watching a crashed Night Fury and his new rider getting up.

Hakon handed the blonde woman her daughter. "I thought we agreed to let him ride Toothless on his tenth birthday."

"I know. But I just saw him with Toothless and it seemed like the best thing to do."

Hakon shrugged. "Well, he's your son, you're in charge of him. While I'm going to put this one to bed."

-000-

"I have a secret to tell you." Astrid said, once the married couple were in their bed linens. The blonde woman's chin resting on her husband's chest.

"What's that?"

"I'm pregnant again."

"Then I have a secret to tell you as well."

"What would that be?"

"I-… I" This was the moment. The moment he was waiting for his entire life. "I love you."

There was a tense silence. A morbid silence.

Astrid didn't say anything for the rest of the night. Just planted a kiss on his chest and laid her head on his chest.

Celica, for once, had told the truth. 6 years ago.

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