Hallo! I be alive! Thanks for all the encouragement from the last chapter. You guys are awesome. I put in a little something nice for Hiccstrid fans at the end. *Winks*

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Hiccup and Astrid walked through the forest towards her house, his arm draped across her shoulders as she leaned into his chest. They walked in comfortable silence as the kiss from moments ago played through their minds.

"Was anything that you told me the truth?" Astrid asked, cutting through the silence.

"As much as I could," Hiccup replied with a nod. "The rest was half truth, half lie."

"So, is Tyler really you're brother?"

"He is. Though his name isn't Tyler, it's Toothless."

"Toothless?" Astrid asked turning to stare at him with narrowed eyes.

"Yes," Hiccup said looking into her sky blue eyes. "My brother and I are the kind of dragon. We're called Night Furies. One distinguishing feature that we have is retractable teeth, hence, Toothless."

"Ok," she said, stifling a laugh. "So, if you're real name is Hiccup, and Tyler's real name is Toothless, I'm assuming that those aren't the other's real names either."

"Right," Hiccup replied. "Steve is actually my cousin and his real name is Snotlout."

"Snotlout? Seriously?" Astrid asked stopping in her tracks and bringing her hand to her mouth to stop the laugh that threatened to escape. Hiccup didn't even bother hiding his laugh.

"Yeah, but we don't really get along very well, so I just call him Snotface." The two laughed for a while before they carried on walking.

"So what about the others?" Astrid asked.

"Frank's real name is Fishlegs and his sister Sarah's real name is Stormfly, and the twins are Ruffnut and Tuffnut. Rachel being Ruffnut and Theodore being Tuffnut." Astrid listened to his explanation carefully, trying to remember the names she heard. Thinking about the strange names they were given made her think about the place that they were from. She had just learned that she was apparently from another world, and yet she knew nothing about it.

"What about the place where you're from? Where we're from?" she asked cautiously, correcting her mistake at the end. He smiled at that and she realised how much he must be missing his home.

"It's very different from here," he started. "Dragonborns come from an island called Berk."

"An island?" Astrid asked her curiosity peaked.

"Yeah. It's mostly forest but there's a few nice beaches if you know where to find them. And there's a lot of caves hidden around too."

"Are there many towns?" Astrid asked, which she believed was a valid question. She knew of several islands that she had studied about in Geography that ver covered in towns. But no matter how valid she thought her question was, the small snort of a laugh that Hiccup let out told her that it was a silly question. But he never said so.

"No, there's only one. It's the kind of village where everyone knows everyone. You can't walk down the street without at least one person stopping to talk to you. Oh, and there's no school there."

"No school?" Astrid asked, her interest in the place becoming greater the more she heard about it. "So what do you do?"

"It's the parents' job to teach their children. Our parents teach us all we need to know, and the rest I guess we learn on our own. We spend most of our time exploring."

"You mean like exploring the island?" Astrid asked, the idea of wondering an island all day with her friends sounding a lot more interesting that going to school to learn things that she won't ever use again.

"No, I mean like exploring all the islands. We're part dragon, Astrid. We can all fly."

Astrid didn't know what to say to that. Everything was still sinking in. She wondered about what her parents would want to that she knew, would they want to go back home? Would the want to stay in this world? If they did go back, would she go with them? What if she didn't like it? What if she was terrible at being a dragon? Although a thought at the back of her mind scolded her for being so stupid. How could she be terrible at being what she was born to be? Even so, she had no idea.

"You're wondering about what you#re parents will say now, aren't you?" Astrid looked up at Hiccup as he spoke. His eyes seemed a little hurt, as if he had heard her whole thought process. "You're afraid that if they choose to go back, you won't like it." She looked down ashamed.

"It's not that," she said slowly. I mean, it is, but it's also, what if I'm not good at being Dragonborn? My parents will be so disappointed in me. I'm a Hofferson. Hofferson's don't fail." Hiccup pulled her close and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist.

"If you don't like it, you can always come back," he reminded her. "And about not being good at being a Dragonborn, I'll show you everything you need to know." She looked up at him with wide eyes.

"You'd do that?" she asked. He nodded and kissed her forehead. It caused butterflies to scatter through her stomach. She smiled and they carried on walking back to her house.

They stepped into the house, Astrid leading, and found Sigurd and Ingrid in the dinning room. They looked up in surprise and relief as they saw her enter. When Hiccup followed they looked to him with gratitude.

"I'm sorry for storming off," Astrid said looking down. "I should have trusted that you were telling the truth."

"It's ok," Ingrid smiled sadly. "It was our fault for not telling you from the beginning."

"I guess I'm just scared," Astrid admitted sitting down in a chair beside her mother. "This is all so new, I don't really know what to think at the moment."

"Well we talked about it," Sigurd replied looking at his wife before turning back to Astrid. "We know you have a life here and so if you really want to you can ignore everything and carry on as if nothing is different."

"No, I can't just ignore a part of who I am," Astrid said, causing her parents to look up in surprise. "I don't want to. I feel like I don't know you, or me, anymore. But I want to get to know you. I want to find out who I really am."

Sigurd and Ingrid smiled proudly at their daughter. Hiccup stood in the doorway smiling. He took a step back and went to leave when Ingrid took notice of him.

"And where do you think you're going?" she asked firmly.

"It felt like you were having a family moment," Hiccup replied. "I didn't want to intrude."

"Nonsense!" Ingrid called out across the room getting up and walking over to where Hiccup stood. "You promised that you would stay for dinner. And the last time that you were here I didn't know I was feeding the chief's son, so this time I'll do things properly." She grabbed Hiccup's hand and dragged him to the table, forcing him to sit down. Astrid was mostly hung up on the 'Chief's son' part.

"Please don't treat me any different, Mrs Hofferson," Hiccup replied with a groan, but remembered to keep a polite smile on his face.

"You're father used to say the same thing," she laughed. "Your mother always enjoyed being pampered every now and then, but your father hated it. Wanted to be treated just like everybody else."

"Leave the boy be," Sigurd laughed, clapping Hiccup loudly on the shoulder. It sounded like it hurt and Astrid was sure he would cringe in pain, but he only laughed along as if he were used to it.

Dinner went by quickly and loudly. Sigurd and Ingrid had so many questions for Hiccup about their old home, Astrid had no idea how he managed to answer them all. She listened intently to the replies he gave, amazed at some of the stories he told of events that had happened since they had left. The most interesting one she heard was the story of how a man named Gobber somehow managed to loose both his arm and his leg in the space of a week thanks to dragon hunters. The thought unnerved her a little. The idea that some humans hunted her kind just because of what they were.

Once dinner was over, Hiccup said goodbye and Astrid left her parents cleaning to walk him to the door.

"Are you ok?" Hiccup asked as he stood on the step and she stood just inside the door. "You were fine until halfway through the meal and then you looked kind of scared."

"It's nothing," Astrid replied, not wanting to upset him.

"Tell me," he said, giving her a look that told her to open up. She sighed.

"It's just, you kept talking about people getting injured, seriously injured, like loosing limbs and then there's dragon hunters and I'm just, scared. When you spoke about Berk earlier I could tell that you love it there, but I don't know if I'm up to living that kind of life."

Hiccup nodded in understanding. She was grateful he didn't laugh at her feelings. He just listened carefully to what she had to say.

"Do you mind if I ask you a question?" he said. She was a little surprised but told him that he could ask her anything. "Do you ever get a feeling like you want to do something dangerous and exciting for no reason?"

Astrid thought about the question. It was true sometimes she got a feeling that urged her to do something spontaneous and dangerous that would get her adrenaline pumping in excitement. She nodded slowly.

"You're a Dragonborn," Hiccup replied with a soft smile on his face. "It's a part of who you are. You just don't know it yet." He turned to leave and began descending the steps when she called him back.

"Wait!" He turned back to look at her his expression asking why. She ran down the couple of steps to close the gap between them and grabbed the collar of his shirt pulling him down so that she could kiss him. It was only quick and she pulled back only for him to pull her closer and deepen the kiss. She melted into the kiss, her arms locking behind his neck and his arms snaking around her waist to pull her closer than she thought possible. As they pulled apart she felt breathless but couldn't help the grin that made it's way to her face. His smile looked more mischievous.

"Until tomorrow, milady?"

"Yeah," she breathed, still trying to regain her breath. He slowly let go, though she could tell it was hard for him. She wanted the moment to never end. She watched him walk away feeling the tingling sensation that stayed on her lips and her hips where his hands had been. As she walked back into the house, her grin never left.

Hiccup felt the same. He grinned the entire way back to the old mill. He snuck in, making sure that no one saw him, and slipped into the dark room where his brother was fast asleep. He was about to slip into bed when the light turned on. He looked up to see that his brother had not actually gone to bed.

"What happened to doing the project and coming straight back?" he hissed quietly, making sure not to wake the others. Hiccup stood for a moment trying to figure out what Toothless was talking about. Then he remembered the night before and that morning. It felt like so long ago. So much had happened.

"I finally realised why Hofferson sounded so familiar," Hiccup replied. Toothless stared at him, looking both confused and angry.

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Hofferson was the name of the couple that disappeared a few days after I was born. I remember dad telling me."

"And?" Toothless asked looking frustrated.

"Astrid is their daughter," Hiccup replied simply. Toothless just stared at him for a second before realisation kicked in and his face changed to surprise.

"So she's not human," he said eventually. Hiccup nodded.

"Astrid is a Dragonborn."

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