Inside the arena Fishleg had gathered the girls to a circle to start the lesson and when their stomachs started to grumble, he told them to go and eat breakfast and then they would continue the lesson afterwards.

The girls protested. They claimed they didn't need breakfast, they just wanted to learn everything there is to know about dragons. Fishlegs liked their commitment, but they needed food to keep going for the day. So he dismissed the girls and the dragons and with sad faces they made their way to the great hall.

Astrid, Ruffnut, Heather and Erika was washing clothes by the river, but they didn't do much washing, instead they talked. This was the few times they could just sit back and talk about everything.

Even if it wasn't lögasdag, it was only tyrsdag.* But they needed a show. It needed to look like they were supposed to do something, otherwise they would not just sit back and just talk in private. Astrid would be the one who would have gotten the most of request of the girls, so when they asked her to get a basket with clothes she knew what they were going to do.

"Have you found Vylma, Astrid?" Ruffnut asked and turned her head toward Astrid.

"No, but I don't need worry. She's probably somewhere on Berk. Maybe in the cove or the stables?" Astrid sighed. Of course she worried about Vylma, "If she's not here then she has to be in the nest with Valka." Magnhild said that Vylma had woken up at the same time as her this morning and she then didn't know where she had gone. Astrid took a green tunic out of the basket. Is this Finn's or Stoicks? Wait, there's ashes on this so its Stoicks.

Vylma had never lied to her parents, of what they know of. They never had this feeling about her that she was lying or did something stupid. She wasn't wild of her. She was that girl who sat still and could easy imagine her away. She was a thinker. Maybe she sometimes didn't think everything through, but in the end all her plans worked. Vylma maybe did stunts like Hiccup does time to time, and yes Astrid hated that she does stupid stunts; always telling her 'one day she would hurt herself'. But she was stubborn (surprise) and always told Astrid she would be fine. That what one thing Astrid didn't really trust Vylma on. But she has to admit; Vylma was good on a dragons back. She practically has always tried to stand on Stormfly's or Toothless back ever since she could stand. Of course then Hiccup or Astrid held her hands and the dragon she stood on was on the ground. When she bonded with Brie she instantly tried to stand on Brie's back after she had learned to ride her.

"I love the trust you have to Vylma, Astrid." Astrid snapped up when Ruffnut started to talk, "my boys always create a fire everywhere they go. The fire they started yesterday and made Fishlegs parents house burn down is just the tip of the iceberg they will cause in the future. Believe me, me and Tuff was the same in their age."

"A few more years and they will grow up. Just like you and Tuffnut did." Astrid assured.

Ruffnut did a grimace. "They're 12. It's at least eight years left, maybe even longer. At least Inga is just like her dad. Wouldn't last a day if I had three kids running around making chaos everyday."

A pair of wings was heard above them and the girls looked up. A purple nadder with a rider on its back.

"I think we found Vylma." Ruffnut said.

Astrid looked the way they had come. The north. Why had she come from the north? The nest is south west. There's nothing in the north where she can go, well allowed to go alone. She's still 10 years old and the furthers she can go alone, is to the nest. Because she has someone to go to and it isn't far from Berk.

She threw the shirt back into the basket and told the girls she had to ask Vylma where she had been.

Astrid took the basket and walked back to the village toward the Haddock house. Brie was in stables, so that meant that Vylma was inside. She opened the door and placed the basket of clothes beside the door and closet it. The house was quiet, except for the sound of the low fire in the fireplace. And a few carefully movements from upstairs.

"Vylma?" Astrid called out while she walked up the stairs.

The Haddock house had been build bigger while the family grew. First it was just Hiccup's bedroom upstairs, which later became Hiccup and Astrid's. Stoick's bed downstairs became Hiccups office and still is. When Astrid became pregnant they split their bedroom in two (Toothless was not happy about it, because he didn't fit with his rock bed inside the room anymore) and they were surprised that two babies came instead of one. Hiccup began the planes of making three bedrooms upstairs, so the boys in the future could have a room each. The house became wider on the back and a corridor was made from the stairs and to the right. Three doors leading to three rooms. First door was to Hiccup and Astrid's bedroom. The second door was to Stoick and Finn's room, they didn't mind to share a bedroom and Hiccup and Astrid was glad they didn't fight over it. The last door was to Vylma and Magnhild's bedroom. They hated and loved they shared a room.

Astrid knocked at the door and called our Vylma's name again.

Something was thrown on the floor and then Vylmas voice was heard:

"What?"

"Can I come in?" Astrid asked.

"Yeah, you can come in." Vylma responded and Astrid open the door and saw her daughter standing with a smile and her hands behind her back. She was hiding something. Astrid looked around the room and didn't see anything out from the ordinary. The beds wasn't made, dirty clothes was on the floor. Pencils and books was placed randomly on the desk in between the two beds and a candle had fallen on the floor. The curtains was still blocking the sun to shine into the room.

Astrid walked to the window and pulled the curtains to each side so the sun shined into the room. "You and Magnhild need to clean your room." Astrid said and turned around to face Vylma.

"Yeah, I know." Vylma looked around the room before facing her mother. "But we both woke up with the sun this morning, so we will clean this room when Magnhild is done with her training for the day."

Astrid nodded her head and leaned back to the desk. "Is there anything else you want to tell me? Like what you did this morning?"

"Oh, you know, me and Brie flew around the island a few times." Vylma lied through a smile.

Astrid crossed her arms over her chest. "And why didn't anyone see you two fly around the island?"

"Because the island is really big?" Vylma tried.

Astrid nodded her head. "And we saw you flying from the north because?"

Vylma tried not to panic, but Astrid saw her eyes begin to become wide and she knew Vylma had done something she wasn't supposed to do. "We turned back to the village at that spot and that's why you saw us fly from the north. Why else would be flying from the north? It's not like there's a dragon over there that we wanted to check out or anything. Why would you think that? We can't fly any longer than to the nest, well Brie can because she's a dragon and all-"

"Vylma," Astrid began in a calm voice. "Now you're rambling and when you start to ramble, there's something you don't tell me. I know you didn't fly around the island this morning, because you haven't done that in a long time and when you do it Berk can see you fly over us. So tell me, why did you fly north?"

Vylma let out a breath she didn't know she held and looked down at the floor. "We thought we found a new dragon, so we followed it. We saw it from afar at first and it disappeared into the clouds. We didn't know how far north we went until we realized it was just a zippleback." She looked up to her mother slowly until blue eyes meet blue.

Astrid gave her daughter a little smile and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I know you're curious. You are the daughter of Hiccup Haddock after all." Vylma smiled back at that. "But," her voice became sternly. "I don't want you out there in the world alone, even if Brie is with you. The world is beautiful and horrible and I don't want you out there at the age of 10."

"Yeah I have to wait until I'm 16." Vylma said and rolled her eyes.

"No," Astrid began. "I'm thinking more like 30."

Vylma frowned. "I probably have kids by that time!"

Astrid laughed. "And when you have kids you don't have time to explore the world, so you will be safe at home."

Vylma crossed her arms. "Now you're just mean." she pouted her lips and Astrid sat down on her knees and placed her hands on Vylma's upper arms.

"I don't want you or your siblings or any of your friends to go through the things your father and I and the rest of our gang, had to go through. It was fun and I'm glad we did go out there and explored the world. We discovered new dragons and became friends with amazing people. We made allies, but we also made enemies. I don't want you out there and create enemies and go into fights with them, which can end up badly."

"We're vikings. Fighting is in our nature." Vylma informed and laughed a little.

"Vikings or not. I don't want my children out there fighting at a young age. I'll try to let you go when you're 18-"

"Mum!" Vylma complained. "You guys was 16 when you started to explore the world! Dad was 15 when he killed the red death and you started dragon training when you were 15! We will not be kids forever you know. You are way to protected right now for being a warrior"

Astrid smiled and pulled Vylma into a hug. "I know. But I don't want anything to happen to you. Letting you go to the nest at this age, is worrying me. Anything can happen and I'm trying to prepare myself until you all be flying away from Berk and be gone for day or weeks. Because I know it will happen." she let Vylma go. "You will always be my little girl. My smart and curious little red head."

Vylma snorted. "My hair is not that red. Finn has redder. And I promise I will be careful when we all fly away and make a dragon edge on our own."

"Just tell me if you ever go somewhere outside of Berk." Astrid said and ruffled Vylma's hair. "I would like to know where you are."

*Tyrsdag is tuesday. Lögasdag is saturday. "Löga" is an old word for "getting clean" or "wash". The vikings did wash themself every saturday and the women washed the clothes while the men bathed and when they were done with the clothes the women bathed.

Not how I wanted to end this chapter, but let's go to chapter 6.