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:

*stereotypical alien abduction sounds*

Abducted

It was late at night in Berk, and the Haddock Household were fast asleep in their beds; Hiccup lying lax on his side, Toothless curled up and quiet on his stone slab, and Stoick long since snoring away the moment his head hit his pillow. It had been a long day for them all, what with the Thorston twins' usual mayhem and the chiefly duties that followed both having escalated to a level they hadn't expected to reach, something that had caused more than a few shared moments of halfhearted grumbling and complaining between the exasperated father and son duo.

In Toothless' case, the dragon was simply full of fish. Let it never be said that Hiccup didn't know how to spoil him from time to time.

Anyways, as it was late, nobody noticed the strange dots of light darting to and fro across the starry sky. They moved like the shiny spots the Terrible Terrors (and the Thorston twins) were so fond of chasing, ever getting closer and closer to Berk until they were literally right above the home of the Hairy Hooligans. One particular dot separated itself from the rest, and - as if after a moment of deliberation - proceeded to hover soundlessly around the village. It passed by the square first, then the smithy, and before long it abruptly stopped over the Haddock Household.

At the same a ray of the same light lit up his house, Hiccup slowly started floating up. But deep in his sleep, the brunet didn't realize he was being moved through his open window, the comfort and the warmth of his bed naught but a pleasant memory as he got exposed to the elements. He shivered in the cool air and shifted on his side, still blissfully unaware of what was going on.

He rose peacefully into the light, only to disappear from sight seconds before the dots did too.

Meanwhile, the pair of sheep who witnessed it all happen blinked before they turned to look at each other.

"Baa?" The younger bleated. "Aliens?"

"Baa." The elder nodded. "Aliens."

Just as quickly as they had disappeared did the dots reappear, with the same one that took Hiccup gently returning him to his bed. The pair of sheep blinked again, and continued to watch as they then moved over Mildew the Outcast's house and repeated what that dot did to Hiccup. Only this time, it didn't take all of them that long to disappear after dropping Mildew onto his roof.

"... Baa?" "... Aliens?"

"... Baa." "... Aliens."

Hiccup yawned as he woke up stretched out on his bed. He licked at his dry lips and rubbed at his eyes before raising his head to greet Toothless a surprisingly cheery "Good morning, bud!". He didn't know why, but he felt a lot better than usual, which was saying something when his waking moments normally consisted of understandable unwillingness to get out of his comfy bed.

In reply his Night Fury blearily opened an eye, snorted, and went back to sleep.

"Okay then, sleepyhead." The lanky Viking laughed at him. "I'll wake you up later."

Promise made, Hiccup sprung out of bed, his bare feet nudging around for his boot and - wait what? Feet? He froze on the spot, for a moment thinking he imagined it, before he looked down-

"DAD! DAD!"

Stoick was already running up the stairs before he realized that he was running up the stairs, and he ended up bursting through his son's door while scattering fragments of wood everywhere. Hiccup was sure to scold him for doing that later, but it was a small price to pay if it meant him successfully saving the only family had left from whatever threat it was that decided to show up.

"GET AWAY FROM MY BOY-"

"DAD! MY LEG IS BACK?!"

Nobody could mistake or deny it as anything else other than a divine blessing. That Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III had woken up only to discover that he had regained his lost limb, was in fact nothing but a very good reason for the whole village to go all out and have a grand celebration, all while happily praising their Gods. Better yet, it was a celebration unattended by Mildew.

Speaking of Mildew, nobody cared enough to ask why he didn't show up. According to a group of drunk Hairy Hooligans who definitely weren't lying when they claimed they had nothing to do with it, he was heard sadly screaming "MY ARSE! MY ARSE!" over and over from his roof like some sort of raunchy rooster, up until he got knocked out cold by a group of unknown assailants.

Repeatedly, they also added. But then again, wasn't Mildew basically asking for an arse-kicking the way he kept going on about his arse? There were children present! The nerve of that man!

At the end of the day, everybody - bar Mildew - had a great time. The miraculous return of Hiccup's leg pretty much made them reinforce their belief in their Gods, much to Their amusement.