the next day guards walked into the jail stepping next to cell doors ready to open them at a moment's notice Alvin walked in, he walks with purpose, back straight, head held high and eyes forward, everyone looked at him with suspicion and curiosity " I hear the people of Berk have no room?" many mumbled lowly, not sure what to say, gobber stepped forward noticing the soon to transpire chaos " aye we don't? " Alvin walked around and looked at everyone " you can all return to your huts" one of the men stood up " what's the catch? " Alvin walked close to the man's cell and bent down to his Level " there is no catch you're all free to go all but stoick" many people gasped except gobber " but he's our Chief!?" many were still outraged that stoick wasn't being freed, hiccup was surely missing his dad by now right? one of the newly married into the tribe women spoke out " surly the boy is missing father by know right?..." Alvin glared full of ire at the woman " I see you know nothing about the lad then" Alvin kept it mercifully short and moved on leaving many people confused, hiccup was still a kid, he'd surly Miss his father even with all the grief still put him through, right?. no gobber knew hiccup was better of without stoick and shook his head at fools though, their relationship had been long gone for a while now
hiccup was more at ease and less twitchy nowadays, his head was held up in pride instead of hung low in shame, gobber even notice that the boy was Less thin and he no longer had dark circles underneath his eyes, gobber didn't want to think that hiccup no longer having his father was a good thing but it seems like the best thing for the lad, but the evidence was overwhelming, stoick was killing the boy and would have if Alvin hadn't locked him up. Alvin smiled as he left the jail after he left the guards were slowly releasing people back to their homes
the hofferson's were finally able to go home to their hut, Astrid looked around in a daze, dragon riders look no older than her and Hiccup, most if not all were still in training... Astrid felt her world crumb around her, these outcasts had gotten farther than her in her own training, she felt ashamed to say anything but she was going to train harder to get on equal footing with them and show them what she's made of, the walk home was quiet her father had barley said a peep while Astrid's mother was calming down the baby, her mother was all too relieved to be home, to cook her own meals, to walk around, to have safe place for children to sleep but Ingrid heard the deafening sound of silence from her husband he said nothing to whole way back
her husband was chatterbox by nature so seeing him being so quiet was not natural he has never held his tongue for so long, Ingrid had bad feeling about this " Honey... what's wrong you're never this quiet..." her husband didn't say word just got up and left for their room, Ingrid started on making breakfast for her family, her daughter Astrid was slightly jumpy right now and ran to her room most likely to sleep in her bed no doubt, she finished making breakfast for her family and went to see how her husband was doing, the faint sounds of weeping where heard though the door, her husband for all that he was worth was weeping... Ingrid felt her heart break in two, she listened in and her heart stopped for a mere second, he was tearing himself down, for feeling good for being home, for not wanting to stay and help get berk back from Alvin for not seeing the signs earlier and maybe helping hiccup so he wouldn't have to turn to alvin the worst thing she had heard him say was that he was a horrible husband, father and tribesmate.
she walked in unnoticed as her husband was still crying " im so useless, i can't even keep my wife and daughter safe from harm..." she walked over and placed her hand on his shoulder he jumped slightly a back seeing her there " i-im sorry you had see me this way Ingrid my love..." she sat by her husband and laid her head on his shoulder " dear, your not useless husband or father, you did the best you could... and me an Astrid still love you with all our hearts.." her husband grabbed on to her and wept, he was lucky to have such a beautiful, smart, understanding women for his wife, he was lucky to have a brave, strong, girl for his daughter, he couldn't be more thankful for the both of them even if you tried, even if he thanked Odin a thousand times over it wouldn't be enough he hugged his wife taking in her smell as now silent tears ran down his cheeks " i love you and our daughter so much and I'd be honored to see the man our son grows into " Ingrid rubbed her husband's back with a smile " me to love, me to " they sat in silence thinking how lucky they were for the other and for they're family they had together
Astrid looked around outside of her bedroom window at the dragons flying around, they had riders on their backs, she noticed they weren't beating the dragons, starving them or hitting them to get them to do what they wanted them to do, they were petting, feeding them and playing with them... Astrid was conflicted on what to do, she was home the first thing she wanted to do was find hiccup and see if he's ok... she hadn't seen him hardly after mildews execution she was worried, what if Alvin twisted hiccups thoughts, what if he was trys to turn hiccup on all of them...no Astrid wasn't going to think that way, hiccup would never be like Alvin ever, she laid down and let sleep take her
the ingerman family chatter to themselves as they looked around them, fishlegs saw the glare on his father's face as he looked at the dragon riders from outcast island and fishlegs felt uneasy seeing them, they were hiccups age if not a little younger... and they were still training to be warriors and yet they still took down village in less then an hour's time, his two other older siblings scuffed at the outcast they walked past, his younger siblings huddled close to him for protection from the outcast soldiers walking by, his father is trained Hunter and a great warrior among the tribe, he is fearless and brave... and fishlegs well he isn't... his older sister is a high-ranking shieldmaiden but she very prideful in self, his older is vain beyond belief and very arrogant in his skills as a warrior, his younger siblings were still too pure to notice the awful behavior around but his mother would just watch, listen and agree so she could get back to her drinking her wine
as soon as they got home they all started bickering each other, his sister has crow's feet from being in "such a horrid place", his brother was boasting about how he could have broken out in slaughter those outcast dogs if he had enough time, his father ranting and raving about how stoick should of nip that whole thing with Hiccup in the but before all this mess had and how stoick should have been a real man and found a new wife to help raise hiccup and get over valka, fishlegs how to admit that when stung a bit to hear, how can a man who married for love and get over the death the woman he loved, his father would probably never remarry if his mother died it would crush him, soon the bickering died out and everyone stayed quiet for a while, fishlegs looked outside his window it's a whole new world of possibilities for him study the dragon and maybe habits and what they like and dislike fishlegs couldn't wait to see it
the Jorgenson walked in silence, snotlout could feel his father was in awful mood after being released and being told he can go back to his hut, snotlout walked a little bit behind for his own safety and his mother was just tired from the whole experience, she wanted nothing more than to take a hot bath and forget this whole day ever happened, it was still morning at she felt as though the whole day had passed her by, her husband spitelout had been no help in there, just scowling and stewing in his own venom, why she married him she'll never know what you saw in him in the first place he was a bitter, cruel man as soon as they walked through the door, snotlout made a run for his room knowing that the storm was getting ready to break loose, you could hear his father screaming and yelling at the top of his lungs, he could hear things being tossed around downstairs while his mother was probably ignoring him but the thing that caught snotlout's ear the most, was his father's screen out how his son should have been are and not runt of a nephew.
he felt like a a dagger had pierced his heart slightly, he would have wholeheartedly agreed with his father if not for seeing what had happened to hiccup prior in the jail, he could hear his mother screaming back at that comment, saying how small minded his father was snotlout agreed, his father was small minded and a vindictive person at times
snotlout lay down and stared up at his ceiling and try this hardest to tune out his father and mother fighting
the thorston twins were practically running back home while their parents were trying to catch up to them, not wanting to lose them in the crowd of outcasts soldiers or getting eaten by any of the dragons on accident... she looked had her twins running all the way to their hut with smiles on their faces, she looked back and her husband just as out of breath is her, she knew she could never have kids again, the twins were the only ones to survive the birth and her husband was understanding of this and would never ask to put her through that kind of pain again, they got home and the twins ruffnut and tuffnut we're jumping around and dancing " come on, dance with us!" their daughter proclaimed across the hut, dancing with her brother, they laughed and danced an song off key while his wife cooked, he could never had asked for a better wife or mother to his children
many more families we're walk back to their huts or walked back to them by themselves, but gothi had to be escorted because of her old age, she didn't mind ya Outcast men who helped her they were rather polite and nice, going so far as to ask if she needs help with anything else before they left, gothi shook her head no with smile and left to inside in rest her bones and be ready to help the sick
gobber cracked his back and went to his hut, all he could think about was that he was home and being thankful for it, being able to walk around and sleep in his own warm, comfy bed instead of the cold hard floor he also couldn't stop thinking about what he should do, should he save his friendship with stoick or should he leave leave him to rot in hell and help hiccup heal his wounds... gobber felt awful for thinking that but it was true he was torn, stoick was his old friend but hiccup was like son he never had...