=Normal POV=
(Sunnudagr, Goi; Afternoon)
(Berk; The Cove)

Everyone was surprised at the outcome of today, but learned Hiccup does have a voice, and it's been vocal as of late. Hiccup spent two years on a temporary banishment and had learned that his father forgot about the punishment, so Hiccup spent longer out here in the cove than he was meant to. On top of all that, Hiccup got off punishment and learned he's a month away from getting married when it had been arranged six years ago. After a little pep-talk from Gobber, Hiccup seemed to come around and be more open to the idea of things. No one knew what Gobber said, but Stoick was certainly grateful. Hiccup met his future bride, Brenna Grayson of Peaceable Country, and it seemed that Hiccup and Brenna might make a good pair.

Hiccup was better with the ladies than his father assumed he would be. Not even a minute after Hiccup and Brenna met; Hiccup had her blushing. It seems Stoick was wrong, and Hiccup was very capable of many things that no one knew because Hiccup was different, so no one paid him any mind at all. Which, Hiccup stated clearly to Stoick after learning he was already betrothed. It didn't matter now, Hiccup seemed to accept things and despite not being happy about it; he would deal and survive as he'd done with everything else in his life.

"Now that we have this taken care of…We should go over the contract, Stoick," Cuyler said, gaining Stoick's attention.

"We settled that years ago," Stoick informed.

"Well, things have changed. Such as the fact your son lives out here instead of in the village?" Cuyler chuckled.

"Don't worry about that, Chief Cuyler. This was only built because I was forgotten about and didn't know when I'd be allowed back," Hiccup interjected. "Yes, I'm proud of my work, but it's built for one person. This wouldn't be suitable for my future wife, and a family. And if I'm to be Chief of the Hooligan Tribe; then I should reside in the village with the rest of the Tribe,"

"Are you saying that you'll return to the village?" Gobber asked.

"The situation has changed; it's not about only me anymore," Hiccup mentioned. "Yes, I will come back…" Of course, Hiccup was only doing this because he couldn't risk Toothless. What he built was more than suitable for himself, a wife, and family, but it was too close for comfort that someone could figure out he was harboring Toothless here.

"Will a home be built for Hiccup and Brenna then? I don't assume they'll both be living with you, Stoick," Cuyler inquired.

"That is not how things are done…However," Stoick paused. "I should have been more on top of this and had a place built months ago in preparation,"

"But you forgot you banished me," Hiccup remarked coldly.

"Hiccup," Stoick warned with a glare. "They will need a home after the union, and those take months to construct," he sighed.

"I…Have a suggestion, Chief," Gobber piped up. "Why don't…You come to live with me and give Hiccup your house. It's got plenty of space for them. I mean…Aside from a few rebuilds, that's where the Chief has always lived. And Hiccup is going to be the next Chief…"

"It's not a bad idea," Stoick stroked his beard.

"At least until we can make you something else, smaller, for just you?" Gobber said now.

"I guess that can work," Stoick nodded. "Very well then," he agreed. "I will go live with Gobber, temporarily. Hiccup and Brenna can take my house to start their lives in,"

"Anything else needs to be discussed?" Mogadon inquired.

"Not in particular. The wedding will take place on the first Frigga's Day in Einmandur, as agreed upon in the contract," Cuyler stated, looking at Stoick for confirmation.

"Yes, that is correct," Stoick replied. The more this was talked about; the more Hiccup realized it was going to happen in a month. There was nothing he could do to stop it or even push it back since he wasn't part of the negotiations six years ago. At least Brenna got to know she was being arranged to marry someone, even if she didn't know it would be Hiccup at the time due to traditions. Hiccup genuinely hoped that he and Brenna could pair up nicely and make things work.

"More wedding plans will be covered between just the two families, to go over the contract with the two being married," Cuyler reminded.

"Yes, yes," Stoick nodded.

"And…When is this happening?" Hiccup decided to question.

"We could do it tomorrow? O-Or when would be good for you, son? You're…The one who got left out of everything involving this," Stoick said, trying to include Hiccup. Now, Hiccup had to think about things. There were a few islands due for a raid if his scheduling was right over the next couple of days, and Berk was one of them; this wouldn't make it all harder to manage, so when could he do this without anyone questioning why he needed so much time before it happened? The next time he was sure would be free was in five days on Frigga's Day or Frjadgr.

"Uh…" Hiccup paused. "H-How about we do it now, Dad?" he asked as Stoick arched a brow.

"You…Want to? I thought you needed time to settle with things," Stoick inquired.

"What's the point? It's happening whether I want it to or not, so why put off the inevitable?" Hiccup stated. "Now or after dinner is fine. I've got things to do the rest of the week, like pack up and move back into the village…" Hiccup added, using what he did as an excuse.

"Well, if…That's what you want to do, son. We'll head for the Great Hall now and sit down with Chief Cuyler's family to go over things," Stoick said, not wanting to argue and make Hiccup upset again. Hiccup nodded his head motioning for everyone to start filing out of the cove. Hiccup spotted a green Terrible Terror flying over.

"Hiccup!" the Terror greeted cheerfully.

"Hi, Sharpshot. Any news for me?" Hiccup replied. The best part of his abilities is that he could speak with the dragons using only his mind, so no one knew they were talking.

"There will be a raid on Berserker and Bog-Burglar tonight. I watched the group split off and head in those directions. I tried to talk to them, but they told me to go away," Sharpshot informed.

"Understood. Thanks," I replied. "Go on and find Toothless; he's in the cave off of my house. Don't land here; I don't want the Vikings to hurt you,"

"Okay!" Sharpshot squawked a bit and darted out of sight. And this is how Hiccup knew when there would be raids; he had Terrible Terror scouts flying around to pass the messages to him about which places the pack of dragons was heading in. The scouts would report to Sharpshot, and then Hiccup would make a note of when and where the attacks would happen, so he knew where to go to stop them. By this, Bog would be hit before Berserker because Bog was closer. Hiccup would have to stop the Bog raid first and then jump in the middle of the Berserker one and end that before sunrise, which is when most of the raids ended anyway.

Hiccup took a deep breath as he was the last one out of the cove and heading into the village with the rest of the Chieftains and their Heirs. "I'll be back later, Toothless. We'll leave for Bog before midnight," Hiccup informed his Night Fury friend.

"Got it," Toothless stated. "This is gonna be harder to do, isn't it?"

"You know it, bud. But everything will be alright, I promise. Don't worry; I'm not going to let anything happen to you. We stopped one source, we'll stop another. And as soon as I'm Chief…I'm bringing in a new time for humans and dragons. There will be peace," Hiccup said.

"I hope you're right, Hiccup," Toothless responded. "See you tonight," he added.

. . .

(Berk; The Village-Haddock Hut)

The Chieftains went off to their stay areas as the Graysons, Stoick, and Hiccup reached Stoick's house. There was no need for such a small meeting to be held at the Great Hall when it only involved them. The two families were seated in the main room around the table with the contract from six years ago out and ready to be gone over by mainly Stoick and Cuyler. The rest were just there to overhear and ensure things went the way they should in a month.

"Well, I think we should make this more friendly as we'll be in-laws in a month," started Brenna's mother. "Stoick, your island, will you start is off?" she inquired.

"Certainly. I, uh, I'm Stoick Haddock, Chief of the Hairy Hooligan Tribe on the Isle of Berk," Stoick introduced, now looking to Hiccup to continue.

"Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, only son of Stoick and Valka Haddock, Current Heir and upcoming Chief for the Hairy Hooligan Tribe on the Isle of Berk," Hiccup stated, entirely hating that he had to use his full title.

"Chief Cuyler Grayson for the Peaceable Tribe of Peaceable Country," Cuyler smiled.

"Chieftess Mildri Grayson of the Peaceable Tribe for Peaceable Country," Mildri went next.

"Brenna Rose Grayson, firstborn Heiress for the Peaceable Tribe," Brenna continued after her mother.

"Askel Grayson, the firstborn son, current Heir, and next Chief of the Peaceable Tribe," stated the fifteen-year-old boy, Askel, who sat next to his father, Cuyler.

"Sigrid Grayson, the secondborn Heiress for the Peaceable Tribe," spoke the fifteen-year-old girl, Sigrid, next to Brenna. Hiccup could already see that Sigrid and Askel were twins. However, Askel was older, and the firstborn son, so he would take over the Tribe in three to four years. As Brenna's fate of being arranged to marry Hiccup; Sigrid would be arranged to another Heir if she hadn't been already.

"Now that is out of the way," Stoick chuckled. "I suppose we can get down to making sure all this is set and handle final preparations,"

"It isn't done yet?" Hiccup arched a brow.

"The major details are set, son. This is more of a…Last-minute adjustments, perhaps little things you and Brenna might want?" Stoick informed.

"And going over the traditions that happen in the wedding," Mildri added.

"Yes, that too," Cuyler nodded. "Hiccup, as you are the upcoming Chief of Berk…Is there anything you'd like for the wedding?"

"Depends on what I'm allowed to choose from items I can want?" Hiccup replied.

"Decorations, gold or silver rings? Uh…Attire?" Mildri listed a few.

"I'm not one for décor or which color rings…So, I can deal with whatever gets chosen. Attire, though, I made something in the last few months I'd like to wear for the occasion," Hiccup mentioned.

"Well, he does have to wear the fur cloak…." Stoick interjected.

"Ah, yes. Almost forgot about that," Cuyler nodded.

"I'm confused," Hiccup looked at both of them.

"It's because you're Stoick's Heir, Hiccup," Brenna chimed in gently. "As his son and the upcoming Chief, you wear a cloak like your father's, to represent your status to the Tribe since all this stuff ties in together. You getting married means you'll be Chief soon,"

"Is that why I always had to wear the brown fur vest up until you banished me temporarily?" Hiccup arched a brow.

"Yes, that's right. Wearing that vest, made of the same fur mine is shows that you are the son of the Chief. So when you get married, you will also wear a brown fur cloak as I do. Along with the belt showing the crest of the Tribe. Other than that, the rest of the outfit is yours to play with," Stoick informed.

"Alright, I guess I can work with that. Can…The belt be black, as long as it has the crest?" Hiccup wondered.

"That is fine, son," Stoick nodded. "And you will take my sword as well. That's a tradition, to exchange rings on the tips of the father's swords. And then you will hold the sword until your first son is born, and when he marries; you will pass it down,"

"And Brenna will return my sword to me so that I can give it to Askel when he marries; then he will pass it along to his son," Cuyler mentioned.

"I see. Alright…So required items are a brown fur cloak, belt with crest, and dad's sword?" Hiccup asked as the two Chiefs nodded. "Got it," he agreed; that wasn't so bad.

"Aren't betrothal gifts supposed to be exchanged as well?" Sigrid piped up.

"Well, the couple has six moons to do that," Askel told his twin.

"They don't have six moons; they have one," Mildri mentioned.

"Well, that's a bit unfair as initially; they aren't supposed to meet until the day of the wedding," Cuyler stated.

"The betrothal gifts are for marriages usually announced when the Heir chooses his bride," Stoick clarified.

"Yes, but since it's out in the open; the tradition should be kept as they do still have a month," Mildri insisted.

"If we have to do it; then we will," Brenna said as Hiccup agreed with a nod.

"Yes, we will," Hiccup said, already knowing what he would present as a betrothal gift.

"If we can choose the type of rings we want…Can I request silver?" Brenna inquired softly. "I think it's really pretty," she blushed a bit.

"If that is what you would like, I have no objections," Hiccup told her. "I will even make them myself in the forge," he added.

"Oh, that would be lovely!" Brenna clapped. "Thank you," she smiled as Hiccup nodded at his you're welcome response. "C-Can I watch? I find it fascinating," she questioned.

"Um, sure…If you want to?" Hiccup replied.

"Yay!" Brenna giggled. Hiccup eyed her a moment; at least she was easy to entertain. That was good to know for Hiccup at least. "I'm good on whatever décor and food you pick," she added.

"I'm good with whatever," Hiccup replied.

"I think that takes care of everything," Mildri smiled. "Negotiations were finished, bride price paid, date set, rings, food, and decorations decided on…"

"Oh, there is one more thing," Cuyler said, looking at Stoick now.

"And that is?" Hiccup decided to ask.

"Well…It's something you two have to do, and it is…A required tradition to make the marriage legal," Stoick began.

"Dad…Out with it," Hiccup demanded.

Stoick sighed as Cuyler decided to step in. "It's been around since Vikings first sailed to these islands. A tradition on the wedding night is that newly married could consummate their marriage on a bed of furs in the middle of the village…" Cuyler closed his eyes. Both Brenna and Hiccup's eyes widened.

"WHAT?!" The two yelled in shock.