"Mum! Tell Stoick to give me back my axe!" the blonde nine year yelled as she ran down the stairs after her brother. Their mother, Astrid Haddock sat by the fire sewing together yet another pair of her oldest daughters leggings. The said older daughter sat beside her mother looking interested at the needle going thru the fabric over and over again.

"Stoick, give Magnhild her axe back." Astrid said and didn't look up at her oldest child holding the axe over his head while her youngest child jumped up and down to get it.

Stoick laughed. "I'll give it back, just a-" he bent forward. Magnhild had punched him in his stomach and with a victory smile she took her axe from him and put it on her shoulder.

"You better stop taking my stuff."

"And you better stop hitting your brother." Astrid said, still not looking up from her sewing.

Magnhild frowned and turned around to talk back to her mother, but with the fast turn and with her axe on her shoulder. Stoick was now standing up rubbing his stomach when the axe came right at his jaw, which made him yell in pain and Astrid throwing the sewing away to see her son holding his jaw while blood came pouring down his hand.

"MAGNHILD!"

Magnhild lowered her axe to the ground and watched her brother flinch and her mother tried to take his hand away so she could inspect the damage. Stoick stood frozen when he took away his hand. A deep wound was two inches long from his ear along his jawline. Magnhild covered her mouth with her hand.

"I-I didn't mean it I-"

"Vylma." Astrid said and her oldest daughter stared at her, cleary had her attention. "Go and get a bucket of water and a rag, quickly." Vylma took a bucket and sprinted out from the house to the well.

"Mum I didn't mean to-"

"I know." was all she said and the house went quiet after that, save from Stoick's flinches.

Vylma came back to the house with her dad, Hiccup Haddock behind her and was caring the bucket with water. Vylma ran to get a rag.

Hiccup looked at his daughter who stood with her axe that had a little blood on it at her feet and then at his wife who stood in front of their son who had blood on his hands and tried not to cry.

"What happen here?" he asked and walked to his son and wife and placed the bucket down to the floor. Vylma closed the front door and ran to her mother and gave her the rag.

"Magnhild accidently cut him with her axe." Astrid answeard and dipped the rag into the water and placed it on wound. Stoick flinched. Hiccup turned around to Magnhild who turned her eyes to her father's. Green meet green.

"Magnhild-" Hiccup started gentle but Magnhild stopped him.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I was turning around! I didn't think, I didn't mean to, please I-" she started to cry and Hiccup pulled her into in a embrace.

"I know, sweetheart. I know." Hiccup stroke her hair.

"What happen to you?"

Finn had opened the door to his mother sitting beside his brother who had a rag pressed against his jaw and his father cleaning the floor from blood.

Stoick looked up at his younger brother. "Magnhild cut me."

"Accidently." Hiccup put in looking between his two sons.

"It wasn't on purpose and she has said that she was sorry." Astrid said and stood up from the bench. "When Gothi is done with helping Gobber you will go to her and get that checked out, it will become a scar but I don't want you to get an infection from it."

She then turned to Finn. "You can accompany him while I take care of the village while your father here-" she gestured to Hiccup who stood up from the floor. "take your sister and the girls to hopefully bond with their future dragons." With that Astrid took a last look at Stoick and went out the door.

Finn walked up to his brother with a grin. "Let me see that." Stoick groaned and took the rag away from the wound, which had almost stopped bleeding.

"Well, it's only fun if you get a scar out of it."

Stoick punched Finn's arm. "Shut up."

With Magnhild in front of Hiccup on Toothless back, they were flying to the Berkery together with Snotlout who had his daughter Thora with him, Fishlegs was holding his daughter Ingrid on the back of Meatlug and Tuffnut and Ruffnut was on the back of Belch and Barch, Tuff holding his daughter Frida and Tuffnut's wife and mother of his child, Erika was riding her dragon Odina, a purple monstrous nightmare.

Dragons were everywhere on Berkery. In the air and on land as they where playing, eating, flying and sleeping. Baby dragons ran around their parents and a few tried to fly.

The dragonriders landed on one of the islands beaches and had to tell the kids to not run away. Telts, blankets, pillows and a bag of plates and cutlery was placed on the small lawn between the beach and the forest. The parents tried to build the telts because dark clouds was seen on the horisont and that meant rain was coming. They also had to keep the kids from running away, so soon the dragons became babysitters. Only Ingrid was the only one who helped her father with the telt while her mother and aunt Erika went looking for firewood.

While the sun was setting, the gang sat around the fire and had just ate their dinner and was telling the children about the hundred adventures they had been on. The children listen, even if they had already had heard that story. They laughed, quoted and became amazed of all the things they had done. When the rain came, they all ran into their telts and the dragons went into forest to take cover under the high trees.

"Dad?" Magnhild asked her father and turned her head so she was facing him.

"Mm" Hiccup said, open his eyes even thought he could barely see her in the dark.

"Are you sure Stoick is okay?" she whispered.

"Yes, he's okay."

"But I hurt him. He can't be okay. His sister hurt- his own sister made him bleed I can't-"

Hiccup took her hands, which was moving everywhere when she spoke. Another thing she got from him.

"Magnhild, no one is angry at you. It was an accident and accidents happens. It's nothing we can control over and if we could control over them then we would never learn." Hiccup paused and looking at his daughter. He could fell she wasn't meeting his eyes, she looked down in shame. He lifted her chin. "Look at me." he said softly.

Magnhild hesitated before she looked up at him with her eyes.

"I'm not gonna lie and say that Stoick isn't happy with you right now and I think you understand why, but in the end of they day he can't stay mad at you forever, no one can. He will get a scar, but you didn't do it on purpose and that's why no one is mad at you. If you did it on purpose it would be another story and I and your mother would be mad at you. Everything is okay Magnhild. If you don't feel like it now, then it will be okay."

Magnhild looked away from her father and turned slowly on her back.

I will not cry. I will not cry!

"Can you promise me that everything will be okay?"

Hiccup didn't think twice for his answer. "I promise."

On the next day the rain had stopped and the sun was shining. When the whole gang had woken up, had eaten breakfast and checked the dragons and the tents remain standing so the sun could dry them, they walked through the forest and came to a green field full with different dragons and the first to run right into the mass of dragons was Ingrid.

"Wait! Ingrid!" Fishlegs yelled and ran after her, with Meatlug behind him. Ruffnut smiled and shook her head and went after her husband and daughter.

"Look! A changewing." Thora said and pointed to big rock on the side of the field.

Snotlout looked at his daughter and asked. "Do you really want a changewing?"

Thora looked at her father. "Yes, if Finn can bond with one then I can too." with that she dragged her father to the big rock. Snotlout did not look happy and so didn't Hookfang either who walked after them.

"Dad, look! Nadders." Magnhild ran away from her father. Hiccup and Toothless followed her.

Magnhild was laying on the grass, covered in baby Nadders. Hiccup laughed and walked to her and squatted down beside her.

"Looks like you made some friends." he said and scratched a baby nadders neck.

"I want a nadder, just like mum." Magnhild said and stretched the nadders and made funny faces to the third one who was standing on her stomach.

"We talked about this." Hiccup started and Magnhild knew where he was going.

"That you can't choose the dragon just because of the species. You choose a dragon because you both feel a connection or something like that." She took the nadder which was standing on her stomach and lifted it up so she could sit up. "I'm just a little jealous at Vylma. She bonded with a dragon- with one of Stormfly's kids no less, two years ago! When we were 8!"

Hiccup sighed and sat down on the ground beside her. This is a talk they have had since Vylma had bonded with the nadder two years ago. A purple nadder she named Brie and of course Magnhild became jealous of her. Magnhild have tried to find a dragon to bond with ever since and in the end, Hiccup and Astrid had a talk with her (which lead to many same talks) about she can't go around to every dragon and expect to bond with her or him. It will happen when it happens. It seemed like she had let go of finding a dragon, but when Vylma started to take riding lessons, Magnhild had started again and everytime Magnhild saw Vylma and Brie together, she just exploded with jealousy.

Hiccup put his arm around her shoulders and was about to speak before she interrupted him.

"I know what you're going to say and I know I can't be jealous at her forever," she took a deep breath, "I'm going to bond with a dragon sooner or later and if it isn't today, then it's okay." Hiccup smiled and kissed her forehead.

"I'm glad you understand."

Magnhild stood up from the ground. "But I will not sit and wait for the dragon to come to me," she turned to her dad, "I'll go and find her or him instead." With that she walked away from her father.

Toothless pushed his head to Hiccup shoulder and he got his attention. "Yeah, we shouldn't leave her alone." he stood up. "Even if she's almost ten years old."

Hiccup sighed and placed a hand on Toothless head. "They grow up too fast."

Thora Jorgenson never gave up when she wanted something. And having a changewing for a dragon was her mission. If Finn Haddock could have a changewing (one of the most deadliest and hard trained dragons) then she could have one too. The only problem was that everytime she came close to one, they camouflaged themself and was gone.

When Finn came home with his dragon, Lyrke everyone wanted to know how he befriended him. The story was actually pretty simple; Finn found him alone in the woods and Finn knew that something was wrong. The changewing could barley camouflage, he flickered from his own form to camouflage. The dragon looked scared and confused. Finn showed himself and started to talk to the dragon. A bond between them had locked and no one had a key. 2 years later and Lyrke is still trying to camouflage, he's getting better at it and Finn doesn't care if he master it or not, he like him just like he is.

"Stupid Finn." Thora whispered to herself and kicked a rock right into a bush and a whimper came after. Not a human whimper, a dragons.

Thora stopped in her tracks and looked confused to the bush before she realized that this was a dragon's island, filled with dragons and mostly baby dragons. She gasped and ran around the bush and there a nightmare was lying on the ground hiding under its wings.

Because I caused it pain.

The dragon was not full grown but wasn't far from it.

Thora slowly walked to the dragon and started speaking in a calming voice;

"I'm sorry." The nightmare winched. "I didn't know you were here. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to." She was now half a meter from the dragon and the dragon hadn't moved.

Thora sat down on her knees and looked down at her legs, her hands on her legs. "That was a horrible way to be first introduced to a human - well i don't know if you've ever been around a human or ever seen one," She laughed a little and the dragon looked up from its wings. "What am I saying?" she whispered.

The dragon slowly took away its wings from its face and looked curious at Thora.

"I'm really sorry it happen. I would know that kicking something that would fly away on a island full of dragons would not end up good, but I didn't think of that. I'm just angry at Finn. Son of the chief and just a horrible person." Thora shook her head and frowned. "Seriously he always say something back at me and must make me embarrass and, urg!" her hands became into fists.

The nightmare looked away from Thora, but then looked back at her and decided to slowly walk towards her on his wings. Thora looked up when she saw the dragon move out of the corner of her eye.

If the dragon didn't have orange on it's scales it would melt into the forest green colour, because it mostly was green.

The two different spices looked at each other and it just clicked. Thora started to smile and slowly lifted her hand toward the dragon. He in response looked from her hand to her and then back to the hand and he immediately went past her hand and straight to her face. Thora panic for a second before she realized he started to nuzzle. She laughed and scratched it chin.

"Looks like I don't get a changewing after all." she said and the dragon backed away so they stood face to face. "What will I call you?"

Thora looked at her dragon trying to find a good name for him. "Orange?"

The dragon shook his head.

"Yeah, that was kinda ridiculous. Greenie?"

The dragon puffed out smoke from his mouth and didn't look happy.

"Okay," she looked around, trying to get inspiration. "Ray?" she asked and looked at the dragon.

He smiled. And she smiled back.

"Ray it is! I'm Thora. Thora Jorgenson."

"Mum dad, I've found my dragon!"

One thing you should know about Frida Thorston is that she was like her father. Crazy. Sure, Tuffnut grew out of it when his child was born. He didn't want anything to happen to his wife or their daughter so trying to keep her out of the crazy life was difficult when his daughter was like him. Erika, Tuffnut's wife was just like him; Crazy. Erika stopped after she gave birth and ever since the parents tried to keep their first born in check. Easier said than done.

Frida sat on top the singetail - who she had called her dragon.

Erika and Tuffnut looked at each other then back at Frida and the dragon.

The singtail was looking at them and Tuffnut nor Erika looked away from it, not even when Tuffnut asked Frida how she even came close to it.

"Oh I wasn't the one who came forwards first. He came out of nowhere and lifted me up on his back and then he just ran threw the wood chasing some dragon!" she said proudly.

This can't be true.

"Honey, that sound… not right, for a singtaile." Erika said and looked up to Frida. Four identical brown eyes meet each other, one looked concerned and the other confused.

"But - but that's what happen! I'm telling the truth!" Frida said and became irritated at her parents. "I have bonded with this dragon and have named him Signe!"

"I knew it."

Fishlegs looked at his wife, Ruffnut with a question look. Ruffnut smirked and gestured to their daughter, who was playing with her bonded dragon.

"I knew she would bond with a gronckle. Like father like daughter."

It was true. Ingrid Ingerman might only got her father's round face from appearance and got her mother's build, eyes, hair, mouth and nose, but the cleverness and curiosity was all from her father, Fishlegs. Even if Fishlegs told Ruffnut that she's actually smart herself and Ingrid has not one smart parents, but two.

Fishlegs smiled at the sight of his daughter playing with her bonded gronckle, Kyrja. The original name was Valkyrja but after a while Ingrid didn't think it fit the dragon completely and shortened it to Kyrja.

"Let's just hope when we get home that Olav and Leif hasn't burned down Berk to the ground."

You'll see what kind of dragon Magnhild got in the next chapter, if you haven't guessed all ready.