None of the girls slept in the next morning. They were too excited to wait any longer for the dragon training to begin. They were all out from their houses as soon the sun came out and they all walked to the training arena together. The girls were tempted to fly there, but they knew it wasn't allowed for them to fly yet. The dragon walked beside them considering they didn't know where the arena held. The only girl that wasn't present was Vylma, who had dragon training with the boys considering she found her dragon two years ago around the time the boys started their dragon training.

"We will be better than Vylma!" Thora started "She has what? Two years of adeventice but that will not stop us!"

"Yes!" Frida agreed, who sat on her dragon Signe. She couldn't fly but that didn't mean she couldn't sit on its back.

Magnhild just smiled at them and nodded her head. Yes it was unfair that Vylma had started two years before them, she had hoped both of them would start dragon training together. That dream shattered when Vylma had come home with Brie and their parents couldn't let Vylma wait two years to begin her training and Brie and Vylma needed to start to bond for real. Yes, Magnhild was angry and so was the rest of the girls (except for Ingrid) to put a word for the whole thing: Jealousy.

The dragon arena was desert. Not a surprise considering the chief wasn't even up. But that didn't stop the girls to the first lesson of dragon training: Getting to know your dragon and the dragon to know you. So they started to talk to their dragons about who they were and the dragons responded back, with the only way a dragon can respond. Sure, they had gotten to know each other the day before but they had so much more to learn from each other.

The girls and the dragons were so into talking to each other they didn't notice that their parents stood and looked down down at them, after having a panic attack when they realized their daughters wasn't in their beds. Fishlegs smiled while he turned and walked down the path to the gate of the arena.

Hiccup looked around the arena and became worried. He didn't see Vylma. When neither he or Astrid had found their girls in the house or their dragons in the stable they had become worried at first but when they saw the rest of their gang in the village searching for their daughters, they knew the girls were at least with the other of the girl gang. The gang found them in the arena, except one. Vylma. Brie wasn't in the village either, but it was understandable; those two were attach to the hip.

Hiccup turned to Astrid and asked her if she had seen Vylma. "No, not since we said goodnight to her last night," Astrid herself looked around the arena. "Where is she?" she whispered and started to walk down to the gate of the arena.

Hiccup turned to Toothless. "We shouldn't worry right? She's Vylma, she wouldn't do anything dangerous." Toothless rumble and looked up to the sky. "What? Do you think she's not even on Berk?" Hiccup frowned and looked up at the sky himself. "That's-"

"Chief!"

Hiccup sighed. "Duties calls." Before he and Toothless took off to the village, he asked Ruffnut (who stood closed to him) if she could keep an eye open for Vylma and also tell Astrid. She nodded and didn't have time to ask why before they took off.

The great hall began to be stuffed with people when breakfast was finished to be served. Almost first in line was Stoick, Finn and Brant. Those tree woke up early because firstly; their parents had opened their bedroom doors to see if their sisters where in there, they weren't. Secondly, the boys had found a room in the great hall they had never been in before, or even knew it existed. Inspecting that would be fun, who knew what was in there.

Stoick, Finn and Brant ate fast and sat by the table afterwards for a while just to inspect their surroundings so they could sneak in the back of the great hall to the room. This would their secret, hopefully no one knows about the room and it hopefully held many treasures.

The hall became more and more crowded; perfect now can could easily sneak to the back of the hall without being seen. They walked as normally as possible to not wake any suspicions and when they were in the shadows, they walked faster until they went behind a big wooden pillar and open the hatch that was just being the pillar. The boys quickly climbed down the ladder they had put there yesterday.

Finn was the first to come down and while he walked a few steps in the room to give space for Stoick and Brant to come down, he lighted a candle and with that little shine; he saw books and more books and even more books.

"What is this place?" he whispered and walked further in.

Bookshelves were almost on all of the four walls. The wall right in front of him was just bookshelves and in front of them a table with piles of books, paper, parchments, pencils which almost was out of coal. On the left side of the table there were a big hole in the wall which had furs placed like a bed, on both side of the hole were torches. More bookshelves until it stopped to the next wall. A table with five chairs stood there, papers laid everywhere; crumbled or laying flat another set of torches were placed on the wall.. On the last wall was a map. It wasn't that big. Hiccup had a bigger map, but this map had a few more island marked down in the south.

Stoick lighted both of the torches that were on the wall so they could get a better light. Finn walked to the desk and started to flip thru the papers, while Brant lighted the last torches in the room. Now the room was easier to see.

"Look at this," Finn said, "It's all about dragons, well at least these papers and this book is about… Berk?" Finn blew out the candle and placed it on floor, since the table were already full. He open the book and started to read.

"'Isle of Berk. Home to the hooligan tribe. Chieftain Hallmund Haddock. Chieftess Sigrunn Haddock. Heir Hamish Haddock. Second child to Hallmund and Sigrunn, Igun-'"

"Yeah yeah yeah, this place is just full with boring old books," Brant said and crossed his arms over his chest. "Let's go, there's clearly no treasure here or anything in value." With that he turned around and climbed up the stairs, disappointed over what they had found.

Stoick turned to his brother and they stared for each other for a few seconds before he said.

"He's right. There's nothing interesting here."

Finn frowned. "How do you know? You two just glanced at this place and decided it has nothing in value," he gestured around the place with his arms, "Look at this! It's amazing. Just think of what we can found here!" Finn smiled and looked at Stoick and waited for an reaction, hopefully he would agree with him and not Brant.

Stoick looked around. The room didn't look interesting to him, even if a voice in the back of his mind said otherwise. No, this was Finn. And even Ingrid writing all over it and Vylma. Those three are the smart ones in their group. Finn maybe hadn't showed it so much to the others. To them and rest of Berk he was a troublemaker not as big as Olav, Leif or Frida but a troublemaker no less. But Stoick knew his brother. He sat up all night reading a book and with the years that went by, he begin to see the hesitation in Finn's eyes before a prank. Stoick had asked him why he didn't just tell everyone that he didn't really like to cause trouble and the only response he gets is: "I want to fit in with you guys. Who will I be with if not you, Brant, Olav or Leif? Ingrid or Vylma? No offense to them, but I don't want to become an outcast."

Stoick sighed. "So you finally will come out that you aren't really a troublemaker and just a bookworm?"

Finn looked down to floor. "I-well maybe I-" he looked up, "Yes, I knew you wouldn't agree with me and-and being a bookworm won't be that bad, I mean look at dad. He's a bookworm and he's the chief. Am the chief son. I'm not the heir and won't become the chief but I don't need to hind anymore and I know dad had Fishlegs and I have no one-"

"No!" Stoick placed his hand on Finns shoulders, "You have me, you will always have me. And dad and mum and Vylma and Magnhild and grandma and... You know what I mean. You will always have someone behind you and will always have your back. You will always have Berk. No matter who you are." Stoick said firmly.

Finn looked at his brother with a skeptical look before he smiled a little.

"You promise? To always have my back? Even if I turn into a nerd?"

Stoick small laughed. "Yes, always and forever."

Finn looked around the room. This was paradise. Knowledge.

Finn had always felt insecure about this. No one in his age group likes books. Not even Olav or Leif, sons of Fishlegs Ingerman. His parents knew he liked to read, but not at a big scale. As soon he learned to read he got hooked. The only problem was that; he didn't want to be an outcast from the other boys. That's why he kept it as a secret and only read at night when he thought Stoick was asleep. But one night Stoick had asked him way he only read at night and he answered: "I want to fit in with you guys. Who will I be with if not you, Brant, Olav or Leif? Ingrid or Vylma? No offense to them, but I don't want to become an outcast." Which was true, but now he had hidden enough and now he wanted to show how much knowledge he actually has.

"I guess I'll see you at dinner?" Stoick asked, "You'll probably be here all day, reading and stuff."

Finn smiled. "Yeah, I will."