This is my first fanfic. enjoyHiccups POV
It has been 2 months since the war with Drago... and the passing of my father. I'm chief now but a part of me wishes dad was here to help. The people of Berk were still fixing up the village.
I was with Gobber in the great hall, who was teaching me how to name the newborn Vikings.
"Eh jus' hold them, pronounce the name to the hall and kiss 'em. Got that?"
"Eh okay I guess," I replied. I looked as Toothless with a is this right? look, but he just rolled his eyes. Useless reptile.
"A word of advice; if it looks like a Magnus, name it Magnus."
"I don't think the parents will like that, Gobber-"
"Trust me. Not all babies will be as pretty as Astrid."
And on queue, my betrothed entered.
"Hello chief hiccup," she said and gave me a peck on the lips.
"Why hello their milady, or should I say General?" I gave her the position cause the last one somehow decided to 'leave and travel the world.'
"So hows the chief lessons been. Please tell me you haven't decided to let the twins build a castle in the middle of the village?"
"I said no, but knowing them two they will anyway." We bothed laughed at the thought.
Suddenly, a loud deranged voice was heard. "BBRROOTTHHER!" Oh boy.
"Daaagur, what a pleasant surprise. Along with him was Heather and Mala (who no offence looked bigger?) The gang followed behind.
"Hiccup, Dagur's here!"
"Thanks Snotlout, I didn't notice at all."
"Hey you told me I should be more alert and I was. A sign of appreciation would be grateful."
"So, what brings you here to Berk?"
Heather replied, "Well, firstly, we are sorry about the war.. and Stoick. We decided to come and help. And-"
"I'M GOING TO BE A DADDY DAGUR!" Well that explains it.
"Congratulations Mala, how many months has it been,"
"Well Fishlegs, it has been only 3 months. Luckily both me and the child are doing well."
"So, we're assuming that Ruff and me are going to be this child's godtwins?"
"Firstly, it godparents. And secondly, why in Thor's name would she choose you two," I answered.
"Well, my one-legged chief. Me and my brother did help in planning the wedding."
"Yeah. You guys helped Dagur and Mala know what NOT to have in their wedding."
"Shut up Astrid," Ruffnut growled.
"Hey, that's my line," answered Snotlout.
We were all chatting away when my mum and Eret came in.
"Oh, guys this is Eret. He used to work for Drago but now is part of the Hooligan Tribe and rider of Skullcrusher."
"Nice to meet you Eret. I'm Heather and'"
"I am Dagur, chief of the Berserkers of the Wing tribe. And this is my wife Mala and that is the child I made."
"Hello, Heather, Dagur, Mala ehm... kid."
"And this... is my mum, Valka."
"Nice to see you are no longer deranged Dagur."
"I know. Meditation and hours of umming does bring out the best in you."
We sat for a few more hours but seeing it was getting late, I decided that everyone should get some rest. "Well, I think we should all get some rest. Heather, you can stay with Astrid in her house-"
"I'm coming too... and so is Mala. Valka you can join if you wish."
"Eh why Ruff?" Astrid questioned.
"Duh, it's not fair that you two have a girls sleepover and we don't."
Ruff took Mala and Heather and they went off to Astrid's house.
"Thor help me. Well night babe. Wish me luck"
"Night Astrid."
Soon everyone had left. Me and Toothless were about to exit when Eret stopped me.
"Can you help me, chief."