Summary: Training a dragon how to fly again was the least of his problems. Not when Hiccup has to watch over his adopted little sister and her inhuman strength to carry grown men in her arms. With a tendency to scream if anyone that isn't big brother Hiccup that touches her hair. Or, the one where Stoick has more than one problem child to deal with.

There was a woman with dark red hair laying on the sands of Berk.

Hiccup noticed.

The seven-year-old had spotted the woman when he went out for a walk his father on another quest to search for the dragon nest and Gobber hadn't notice him missing. He had a stick in his hand and poked the woman on the sand.

She didn't move.

She looked soak and maybe she had gone for a swim in the sea which was strange since it's far too cold to go swimming at all. He poked her one more time and still no movement he heard the sounds of loud crying nearby.

There was another body, but this one was moving wrapped up in brown fur and screaming. It was a baby no more than one, or maybe two, but Hiccup was sure it was one unless she or he was a runt like him. He decided to tell an adult because a seven-year-old Hiccup didn't know what to do in a situation like this.

Half the village had come to help the woman of the sores and the elder was nursing her back to health. Gothi the healer of the village worked to help the woman back to health, but the baby was left unintended to.

His father had arrived shortly afterwards. Stoick heard of this and a meeting in the Great Hall was held after Stoick had found out what had occurred when he was gone.

Hiccup could still hear the baby crying and he wonders if anyone is taking care of it. Winter was coming and a baby out in the cold without anyone wouldn't make it through the week. He sneaks out of the Hall and goes up to Gothi hut.

Sill the old woman worked to heal the other, whom eyes hadn't opened since Hiccup had found the new comer.

The baby cries stop the moment he held her. He baths her, change her clothes and gave her some yack milk keeping her wrapped up in the furs she was found. Which had been drying near the fire since she arrived.

'Does she have a name?' he asked Gothi one day.

The elder of the village was tired he could see that she worked on the grown woman all day and night whom only seem to get worse with each passing day. She only shakes her head at the question and Hiccup looked at the sleeping baby in his arms.

'Hiccup, aye there yer are.' His father said as he matches into the hut. 'Come on son. Time to come home.

Hiccup followed after his father baby in hand only to stop when Stoick the vast looked down at him with a frown. A frown that Hiccup was used to seeing by now.

'We cannot feed another mouth. I'm sure someone would take the babe home with them. Give it to Gothi for now lad.'

Hiccup looked at the child and looked at his father.

He wanted to tell the man no. That he had already heard the whispers around the village. Nobody had room for another mouth to feed not with winter coming up and the dragons had gotten to their food supply last week. The elder was too busy and the child had been left alone up until now. When he had looked after her.

He gave his father one last look before he brings the child back into the hut and telling the unnamed child he will come back.

Later that night he could still hear the loud crying of the baby let to have been feed.

The mother of the child as people had assumed later passed away due to the cold, the fire in the elder hut was not warmer enough and her body was to week to stay on. He never got a name to the girl and everyday Hiccup would go up to the elder hut and look after the baby. She didn't need much help now since the healer of the village was doing her part to look after the young. (Hiccup had found out it was a she.)

Hiccup liked the child.

She wasn't like the rest of the kids his age.

She didn't bully him for his size, or frown at him with disappointment. She couldn't speak yet, so she wasn't calling him nasty names in front of him or behind his back and her mother seemed to have gotten the town attention by now as the dead woman had been the gossip of the month.

'I reckon she was chased here by dragons.'

'Maybe by pirates. I've heard there been spotted around for a while now.'

Hiccup wonders if the child can hear the people talking about her passed away mother or if the child had even noticed that the mother had passed away. He likes to think she had. With the crying she had done even with attention and being well feed. He finds himself with more baby duties though and his father does not seem to notice him bringing home the child in his arms.

He sets her up a room and feeds her, bathes her and plays with her. She loves it when he makes dragon roars at her causing her to giggle with delight.

One day though his father does notice an extra mouth to feed and is frowning down at him once more.

'We can't keep her Hiccup,' he tells him.

Hiccup just stares and holds an awe child in his arms.

'But dad, please. I'll look after her honest I will.'

He was doing it already after all.

'She's not a pet. She's a human that's going to be needing a lot more care. You can barely look after yourself, how are you going to look after a child?'

'Will I've, been doing it already. Nobody else seems to notice even Gothi isn't paying much attention to her. Come on dad, we can take in another one unlike most vikings in the village. You have the room. Please.'

Hiccup tries his best to give his father the biggest puppy dog eyes. The one that his father actually seems more willing to listen to him the child helps as she giggled and claps her hand clumsily.

'Fine, but don't get attached to her son. We don't know if the father or a member of her family will come by boat looking for the child, we barely know anything about the mother.'

'So, that's a yes?'

He hopes that it is he hopes the child can stay. His father on the other hand does not seem all too happy with the idea.

'Yes.'

'Yes.' Hiccup said happily the child giggled again.

He leaves his father alone and darts up into his room and lets the baby look up at the night sky above.

'You're going to need a name. We don't know your name,' he explains. 'Your mother never gave us one. So, let's think. How about Valka?'

Hiccup thinks deeply about this. The baby does not seem to mind though more interested in her hand as she looks at it bumps her nose. A small sniff is heard from her before she looks up at him and laughs trying to reach for his hair.

'Valka was my mother name. I didn't know her too well. They say she was taken by a dragon. Do you think she would like you? I like to think she does.'

He moves his head a little trying not to let it be held by the child hand. She seemed to be climbing on his shirt by pitching at it.

'Solveig Valka Horrendous. Yeah, I like it.'

He's fallen backwards onto his bed and the child has his hair she's not holding it tightly though as he was able to pull her off and hold her in her arms.

'Solveig, you like it?'

He places the child back on his bed and he's fairly proud of the name.

'I like it. Solveig? Sohl-vay.'

He's baffled because he's no longer on his bed, but he was picked up by that said baby. He knows he was light but this was ridiculous, there's a thud on the floor and that said child claps her hand happily. That was impossible.

'Maybe I was seeing things,' he told himself out loud.

It's only until after winter had passed and his father goes on to another quest to find the dragon nest. His father seemed to understand he has a second child. His father pays little attention to Solveig and its fine to Hiccup because she likes him better.