=Hiccup's POV=
(Frjadgr, Einmanudur; Afternoon)
(Berk; The Village)

Gods, I could not believe I was getting married today. It's still surreal to me that I learned a month ago I've been betrothed to Brenna since I was twelve, and here we are, marrying later tonight right before dinner at dusk. I had to start getting ready in a bit, but for now, I'm just walking around on the beach trying to get my thoughts together. There was so much I didn't feel ready to do, like get married, or having to be intimate physically with Brenna tonight. I was doing well in my Chieftain training, so I'm sure my father was going to be right on my rear about becoming Chief soon. Either before I turn nineteen, or right after. I needed to get this Drage Riddari and dragon raid thing under control before then, or else things were going to get worse for everyone involved, dragons too. I was doing this because I wouldn't disgrace my family name or duty as an Heir and soon-to-be Chief. However, I might also be doing it now, at least, because I feel something for her.

That's mainly why I'm walking around right now; figuring out my feelings. I think I like Brenna, definitely as a friend if nothing else. We got along well, shared some of the same views on different topics. Brenna supported me, loved all the things I could do, and my personality. I suppose that not liking or loving her wasn't awful; the marriage would be okay regardless. Neither of us would dishonor our families by refusing to marry or end up divorcing. Today was single-handedly going to be the most awkward of my entire life, and I prayed to Odin, or anyone up in Valhalla listening to give me the strength and courage to survive today. It was sad that I had to pray for such things after all I've been through, but this wasn't just my life I had to worry about now; it was Brenna's and any kids we have. I needed to stop the raids and bring peace; that was my first goal to achieve after the wedding was over.

It was a whole new challenge for me, and I felt like I could handle it. Somehow. Someway. I was kind of looking forward to it. I'm sure there's a bunch of people attending the wedding tonight who don't think I'll make a good husband. I'm gonna do what Gobber said, and prove them all wrong. In other updates, Brenna is doing well with weapons training. She's mastered archery, and we've been working on swordsmanship the past seven days. We'll pick up more after tonight and up until a time hits when she gets pregnant. We weren't aiming for it tonight, but it was considered normal if she did conceive. If not, no big deal because I had all this time until I became Chief, and even after that happened; I had a full year to give an Heir to the Hooligan Tribe.

"HICCUP!" I heard my father yell for me. Gods, I hated that I could hear him no matter where I was due to my exceptional hearing. This was the yell for when I was typically in trouble. I already saw that people had stopped what they were doing to wonder what happened. I scanned the area and located my father on the docks. I saw that Johann had come, and Krogan too. I was glad they were here; I invited them to the wedding since we were good friends. I started for the docks and reached them a few minutes later.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"Johann is here for you," Stoick informed.

"What gave it away?" I chuckled as I greeted Johann and Krogan with handshakes. "Glad you both could come,"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Johann stated cheerfully.

"I think it's time to start getting ready," Gobber informed Stoick.

"Alright, everyone knows their job," Stoick reminded. "Come on, son. You'll be getting ready at Gobber's with us," he said.

"Yeah, yeah," I sighed. I prayed to the Gods that there wouldn't be a raid tonight. All I needed was to disappear and become Drage on my wedding night. Johann and Krogan knew I was Drage Riddari; I trusted them with that information. I may tell Brenna after the wedding; she'll want to know where her husband keeps disappearing to during raids. And then the rest of my plan was to let the others talk to Drage, and hopefully, they'd listen. I wouldn't reveal myself until I knew they wouldn't attack me. Also, until all this source nonsense was dealt with; I couldn't risk the Tribes. I would end this war and bring peace. For now…I had to get through this wedding.

. . .

=Normal POV=
(Dusk)
(Berk; The Great Hall)

As the sun began to set, Hiccup was heading for the Great Hall dressed in his formal attire for the ceremony. Black, leather boots. Black pants and belt around his waist with a silver-plated crest for the Hooligan tribe. Hiccup wore a dark gray long sleeve shirt, tucked into the pants and belt. And on his shoulders were two silver protectors that held on the brown fur cloak. Attached to the belt was his father's sword in a sheath, and under the cloak was Hiccup's shield. Of course, Hiccup had his sword hidden behind the shield that was under the cloak too.

Hiccup never went anywhere without both of those objects on his person. Hiccup also kept the betrothal gift dagger on him as well. Hiccup was wearing a black, plain armor set; it was like his brown one, only black and missing the shoulder pieces since he had the metal ones holding the cloak in place. (Think RTTE, but black, and no shoulder armor, just the stuff for his chest, hands, forearms, and wrists.)

"Ready, son?" Stoick asked with a proud smile.

"Would you like the honest answer or a lie?" Hiccup inquired, unamused.

"Honest?" Stoick questioned.

"No. I want it over with," Hiccup replied as he walked ahead of his father and pushed the doors open, heading inside the Great Hall. Hiccup didn't mean to sound cold about things, but he did want this over and done with. Hiccup entered the room and strolled up to his place.

"He's still mad at me about this, isn't he?" Stoick sighed to Gobber.

"Likely," Gobber nodded. "It'll be fine; he'll adjust," the man patted Stoick's back a bit before walking in next. Stoick took a deep breath, going in last. Everyone was taking their place, sitting down and making sure they had a good view of the ceremony. The Great Hall had been moved around a bit for this; there was an open area for dancing, and the main walkway for Brenna to come down. Hiccup and Brenna would even be sitting at their table facing the others. With them would be their parents, best man, and maid of honor.

Hiccup had chosen Thuggory as his best man; they'd always been semi-friends growing up. And Brenna selected Gala, the Heiress to the Shivering Shores. At the moment, Thuggory had the rings tucked away. And the person performing the ceremony was Gothi, but Gobber translating. A few moments later and the door opened a second time. Cuyler, Askel, and Mildri shuffled in. Sigrid was at the door; this was the signal for everyone to quiet down because the ceremony was starting.

"Deep breaths, Hiccup," Thuggory tried to help Hiccup relax a bit; his nervousness was beginning to show. "Quick little ceremony, and then onto partying," it wasn't helping.

"It's alright, lad," Gobber offered, a hand on Hiccup's shoulder. "You can do this, as you have everything else. There's nothing you can't do, and if you ever start to doubt that…Remember that I believe in ya, so does the lass,"

Hiccup seemed to stop shaking, taking a few breaths to settle himself down. Sigrid began her way down the aisle slowly, standing up at her place and across from Thuggory. Now, it was silent as Brenna reached the doorway. Hiccup laid eyes on his soon-to-be wife, watching her every movement that brought her closer to him. Brenna wore a simple off-white dress; it showed her chest, but not her breasts. The sleeves were long, and there were some lace and layers; it was a beautiful dress.

On Brenna's head was the Kransen or bridal crown, decorated with some flowers and chains with beads hanging down. Brenna's bangs were normal, and her hair was down, with some hair pulled from either side which got braided together around the back. Brenna was wearing flat shoes, with some fur along the part that was around the ankles. Brenna had a belt around her waist, hanging on the right side was her father's sword. Brenna also wore a brown cloak on her shoulders, it wasn't furred like Hiccup's, but still the same color in cloth fabric. And Brenna's hands were in front of her stomach, carrying a small bouquet.

Hiccup thought she was a goddess; his heart began racing hard in his chest while he tried to stay relaxed. This was the woman he was marrying; she would be his wife in a matter of minutes. Hiccup likely could never have selected a perfect bride for himself. No, Hiccup would admit that his father picked well. If Hiccup had chosen someone; it would have been Astrid, and not too long ago; she showed her true colors as far as marrying the future Chief. Now, this was perfect, and no matter what; Hiccup would do his best to be a good husband to Brenna, then a good father and Chief when the time came.

Brenna approached Hiccup, standing before him with a slight smile. Brenna handed off her bouquet to her little sister, and Hiccup offered his hand to Brenna gently. Of course, she accepted his hand, and they looked at one another. "Are we ready to begin?" Gobber asked after getting a tap on the shoulder from Gothi.

"We're ready," Hiccup and Brenna replied together, nodding.

"Welcome family, friends, and guests to the wedding of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, only son of Chief Stoick and former and beloved Chieftess Valka Haddock of the Hairy Hooligan Tribe on the Isle of Berk, and Brenna Rose Grayson, firstborn daughter of Chief Cuyler and Chieftess Mildri Grayson for the Peaceables in Peaceable Country," Gobber began loudly.

Hiccup could not take his eyes off Brenna the entire time; he only snapped out of things when Thuggory nudged into him to pay attention. "Hiccup, as upcoming Chief, would you like to start the vows?"

"Ladies first," Hiccup insisted.

"Very well," Gobber nodded when Gothi gave the okay. "The rings?" he inquired. Thuggory got them out and handed them over carefully. Brenna and Hiccup pulled their father's swords, crossing them as Gobber slid the ring Brenna would give to Hiccup on Brenna's sword, and then the ring for Hiccup to give to Brenna on Hiccup's sword. The two carefully drew their swords back but keeping them together until the swords were upright against their chests.

Brenna and Hiccup removed the rings for each other off the tips and then slammed their sword into the floor in an X formation. Gothi smiled, motioning for Brenna to go ahead. Brenna smiled and looked at Hiccup.

"I, Brenna Grayson, do take you, Hiccup Haddock, as my husband, to be my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our friendship, and I will love you today as I will love you tomorrow and always. I will trust and honor you. I will laugh and cry with you. I will love you faithfully through the best and the worst. Whatever may come; I will be there. As I've given you my hand to hold, so do I give my life to keep," Brenna stated.

As she did this, her left hand was offered to Hiccup. "Now, you, laddie," Gobber invited.

"I, Hiccup Haddock, do take you, Brenna Grayson, as my wife, to be my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our friendship, and I will love you today as I will love you tomorrow and always. I will trust and honor you. I will laugh and cry with you. I will love you faithfully through the best and the worst. Whatever may come; I will be there. As I've given you my hand to hold, so do I give my life to keep," Hiccup brought up his left hand to connect with Brenna's; they weren't linked but still touching.

Brenna turned Hiccup's hand, so it was on top of hers as she slid the silver band on his finger. In the same fashion, Hiccup flipped their hands, so Brenna's was on his, and he slid the ring for her on. The fingers intertwined as Gobber reached for some colored ropes.

"The tying of this rope signifies the vows these two have spoken, forever tied their lives will be from this day forward," Gobber draped the roped lightly over their wrists, and tied it at the bottom, but they would be able to get their hands out afterward. However, the rope would stay tied and hung in their bedroom over the bed. Gobber stepped back as Gothi wrote the Viking symbols for wife on Brenna's forehead, and husband for Hiccup on his. On the backsides of their hands was a combined symbol for married. Meaning that when their hands were together; the symbol would connect perfectly.

Gothi bowed to both of them, stepping back as Gobber smiled. "With the power bestowed upon me by the Chief of Berk, Chief of Peaceable Country, and the Hairy Hooligan Tribe Elder; I pronounce you husband and wife," he paused, looking between the two teenagers before him; they were staring at one another, smiling. "You may kiss," he added.

Hiccup gently pulled Brenna in as their connected hands were pressed up against their chests. Hiccup's right hand snuck around Brenna's waist as he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. Brenna's eyes closed as she kissed him back. The room erupted into applause from the guests, a lot of cheering and yelling. The kiss finally ended after a few moments, and the two slipped their hands out. Hiccup caught the rope before it hit the ground as he and Brenna stood behind their father's swords and faced the crowd. Hiccup and Brenna did it; they were married now, and it was the start of their lives together.