=Normal POV=

{Friday, October 1, 2021-7 pm}

(Haddock Manor)

After a delicious meal cooked by Hiccup Haddock himself; Valka and Stoick excused themselves from the group to handle something that had come up, but they promised to return within an hour. Gobber remained behind since Hiccup promised to sing for him as a retire from the military gift. The popular crowd seemed a little surprised at the request and somehow became quite curious too. It seemed there was more to Hiccup than meets the eyes in their opinion. For example, the fact that Berkian Estate is actually a piece of land, mansion included that belonged to the Haddock family. Also, Hiccup was a wealthy individual, though; he played it off for quite some time that he was an average, third-class citizen of Berk with barely anything at all. Some of the other rich teens were jealous, and a few were just shocked still. How could Hiccup have all this, but act like he didn't? Hiccup was always calm, accepting, but did not tolerate disrespect. Hiccup was a smart seventeen-year-old and used his knowledge to defeat others, or so it seemed from earlier when Hiccup was able to silence Eret with such ease by only speaking. For Astrid; she strangely felt like there was still a lot more to Hiccup that they had yet to see. Hiccup appear to be a young man with a lot of secrets, or so Astrid assumed with all she had seen so far. And now, Astrid wanted to know what all of them were.

Hiccup helped to clear away the dishes, then bring them to the kitchen to be washed. Hiccup rinsed the plates and utensils, setting them in the dishwasher, then the other few kitchen staff members took care of putting away the leftovers, and cleaning the bigger pans or pots used.

"We have this, Hiccup," one of the staff told him with a smile.

"Thanks, guys," Hiccup returned to the dining room while drying his hands with a rag, then tossing it to the hamper in the staff passage between the kitchen and dining room. "Alright. What next?"

"I want my song, laddie," Gobber reminded.

"Did you pick one?" Hiccup inquired.

"Well, since yer parents are gone for a bit…One of your military ones," Gobber grinned.

"Oh, you would," Hiccup rolled eyes.

"Duh," Gobber laughed.

"Why did you only pick a military one if his parents weren't here?" Ragna wondered.

"Because his folks don't like the idea of Hiccup joining after High School," Heather informed.

"You're joining the military?" Thuggory asked, a bit surprised.

"After graduation. Well, a couple months after at least," Hiccup nodded. "Going into the Barbaric Archipelago Islands Armed Forces," he smiled as Gobber put a hand on his shoulder.

"Huh, didn't see you as the military type," Camicazi mentioned.

"There's a lot you don't know about him," Snotlout remarked.

"Well, regardless of our…ranks or whatever…Mad respect for you joining the military," Gruffnut stated.

"Agreed," Nadia said with Thuggory, Camicazi, and Ragna nodding.

"What branch?" Eret wondered.

"Army, Infantry Soldier; just like my uncle," Hiccup informed.

"And I'm very proud of you for choosing such a thing, lad," Gobber said calmly with a smile.

"Yeah…Just wish my parents would be as supporting," Hiccup muttered.

"They'll come around, kiddo," Gobber stated.

"No, they won't, Uncle Gobber," Hiccup sighed. Astrid noticed it, so maybe Hiccup didn't have such a perfect life. "I made this decision when I was fifteen-years-old; they've had the past two years to accept it and support me. And still, they don't. Mom gets all emotional. Dad and I just start arguing. I've just stopped mentioning it around them. I'm sure they know I'm gonna do it, but if it stops the fighting for me not to bring it up, then whatever,"

"I understand," Gobber nodded. "Well, you got my support,"

"Ours too," Ruffnut added as the friends nodded in agreement.

"Much appreciated," Hiccup smiled some. "Alright, so song. Let's, uh, move to the Great Room; it will be easier in there," he added. Without any arguments or comments, everyone got up to walk to that first room they got to see upon arriving at Haddock Manor earlier.

. . .

{7:10 pm}

(Grand Room)

"So, what do I get to hear from my Godson?" Gobber asked.

"You asked for military," Hiccup reminded.

"Ah, but which one?" Gobber chuckled.

"Dealer's choice," Hiccup motioned to him.

"One of yours," Gobber said.

"I told you; I just sing alo-," Hiccup began.

"Don't you feed me that dragon dung, boy. I know you make your own," Gobber wagged his finger at Hiccup. "You said my choice, and that's my pick," Hiccup groaned.

"Fine," Hiccup mumbled out. "Frigga," Hiccup called. There was a beep in response. "Play We Are Soldiers, Karaoke version,"

"Playing We Are Soldiers-Music Only by Hiccup Haddock." A female voice responded.

"Woah, your house talks to you?" Gruffnut blinked.

"It's the Echo Dot, wired into the entire estate…So I suppose, yes; it does," Hiccup shrugged. "She can control the lights, music, and security system. And the tunes are linked to my phone. Also, Frigga only answers to me, mom, dad, and Gobber," he music began with guitars and drums as everyone was finding a seat to listen.

"It's time to strap our boots on, this is the perfect day to die; wipe the blood out of our eyes. In this life, there's no surrender, and there's nothing left for us to do. Find the strength to see this through," there was a pause. "We are the ones who will never be broken. With our final breath; we'll fight to the death. We are soldiers. We are soldiers. Woah. Whoa…Whoa…Whoa. We are soldiers!"

Without warning, the music picked up to something a little more wild and fast. "Oh, this is gonna be good," Tuffnut laughed a but, high-fiving Snotlout and Fishlegs as the group of friends smiled

"I stand here right beside you. Tonight we're fighting for our lives. Let me hear your battle cry! Your battle cry!" Hiccup called out."We are the ones who will never be broken. With our final breath; we'll fight to the death. We are soldiers. We are soldiers. We are the ones who will not go unspoken. No, we are not sleep; we are not sheep. We are soldiers. We are soldiers. Yeah!" the music continued playing as Hiccup was catching his breath.

"Atta boy, laddie. You know how the army works! Sing it loud, sing it proud!" Gobber cheered, throwing his fist in the air.

The music slowed a little now. "We stand shoulder to shoulder. We stand shoulder to shoulder. We stand shoulder to shoulder. You can't erase us; you'll just have to face us," Hiccup went on while the tune continued, becoming a little more intense. "We stand shoulder to shoulder! We stand shoulder to shoulder! We stand shoulder to shoulder! You can't erase us; you'll just have to face us!" he yelled out this time.

Okay, Astrid had to admit it; this was pretty awesome. "We are the ones who will never broken. With our final breath; we'll fight to the death. We are soldiers. We are soldiers. We are the ones who will not go unspoken. No, we will not sleep; we are not sheep. We are soldiers. We are soldiers! Yeah! Woah! Woooah! Woooaahhh! Woah. We are soldiers. Woah! Wooah! Woooaahhh! Woah! We are soldiers!" the music began to fade out, leaving very little. "Woah. Wooah! Woooaahh! Woah. We are soldiers." He finished.

Hiccup's friends and Godfather began clapping, then the popular group as well. "Very nicely done, Hiccup," Fishlegs said.

"Impressive," Minden smiles.

"Did not take you for a songwriter or artist," Astrid informed.

"Eh, side hobby of mine next to drawing and dragon riding," Hiccup shrugged casually. Another song began to play as Hiccup looked up. "Frigga. Stop music." The music ceased as he smiled.

"Awe, but that was one of my favorites, Hiccup," came a new voice that was female. Heads turned to see a girl standing five foot seven inches with short angled, black hair; meaning it was shorter in back, but more extended as it neared the front. The female had deep sea-blue eyes as she stood in two-inch, ankle-high boots, a short, pink, tier-layered skirt that flowed the length of her thighs, then a long-sleeve white, button-down blouse. Next to her was a ten-year-old with dark brown hair and blue-green eyes. On the girl's arm, there was an infant carrier holding a slightly awake baby girl.

Before anyone of the popular's could ask who she was; Hiccup walked over with a smile towards her. "Hello, Milady," Hiccup held her hand, offering a slight bow, then kissed her hand. The female giggled a little, blushing. Hiccup stood straight, then leaned in to kiss her lips softly.

"Hi, Hiccup!" the boy greeted.

"Hey, Birgir. What's good?" Hiccup replied.

"Living," Birgir chuckled.

"Not giving your big sister a hard time, are you?" Hiccup asked.

"Nope!" Birgir grinned.

"You're such a liar! He's been giving me nothing but since he got off the bus," the girl sighed.

"Got stuck babysitting again, didn't ya, babe?" Hiccup laughed a bit. Babe? This girl was Hiccup's girlfriend?!

"Unfortunately. So, what's going on here? Having a party without me?" the girl smiled as Hiccup took the carrier from her, and set it on the couch.

"Nah. Just a couple friends over for a project in History about historic place research paper. My house became the vote," Hiccup muttered. "Also, you know who the friends are. The other seven over there are the spoiled, popular, pains in my ass," he added.

"Why are they here then?" the girl questioned, blinking.

"Because they decided to copy my friends and I in the idea to use my house as a historic point. And one of them opened their big mouth to the teacher, who now expects a group report done and handed in Monday morning from all fourteen of us. And to top it off; they followed me home…" Hiccup rolled his eyes.

"So you're his…Girlfriend?" Eret asked.

"Two years in August this year," the girl said proudly. Hiccup stood up, his hand around the female's waist.

"This is Olivia Holgerson, and she is my girlfriend of two years and two months. This is her little brother, Birgir," Hiccup motioned to the ten-year-old. Soon, there was crying from the carrier as Hiccup smiled. He unhooked the straps and lifted the baby girl into his arm, fixing her pacifier, then turning a bit, so they could see better. "And this is mine and Olivia's daughter, Runa Haddock," Hiccup introduced. At that moment, all their mouths dropped open, eyes widening.

"YOU HAVE A WHAT?" they shouted.