Sorry this took so long. I've been working on it for weeks. It took me a while to figure out what I wanted to do with it and I still don't like it.

I do not own How to Train Your Dragon.

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The other side was a forest. Just like the one that she had come from. They looked like they could be the same place. Except that here there was no river and she could see a camp set up that those around her were looking at with distrustful expressions. Her parents were soon to follow, and then Stoic and Gobber. Once everyone was through they began the walk towards the village.

Hiccup came to stand beside her again. She was the one to grab his hand this time. She could immediately tell that he was less tense than he had been when the were in the other world. He was happy to be home. She hoped that she would like it just as much as he clearly did. As she looked up she saw his mother, Valka, watching her. The woman gave her an approving nod and Astrid smiled back, feeling slightly relieved. Hiccup noticed the exchange and smiled. His mother winked at him before turning back to see what was ahead of her.

Soon enough they could see the edge of the trees ahead of them. Astrid watched in anticipation as the tree line drew closer. She could hear the sounds of the town growing louder. She really hoped that she would like it here. If not for her sake then for her parents. She could tell the really missed it.

They were almost there when she felt Hiccup's hand leave hers. He said that he needed to speak with Gobber about something but that he would see her later. Then he was gone. She watched him weave his way into the crowd and disappear. She carried on walking alone, anticipation growing. And the suddenly the trees were behind them and in front of her stood the village. Wooden houses loomed up ahead, people were walking around with happy smiles on their faces. She could even see dragons flying over head, some like in the drawings that Hiccup had shown her, some completely different.

"So, what do you think?" Sigurd said from behind her and he and Ingrid came to stand with her.

"It's amazing," Astrid said staring around in awe. "It's like looking at a picture in a history book, except so much better!" She watched as her parents smiled at each other in relief.

"Well, come on! Let's get to the house. It hasn't been used in seventeen year. I don't want to see the dust piles that will be everywhere." Ingrid marched off ahead followed by husband and daughter. Her words caught Astrid by surprise. She hadn't even thought of the fact that they would have a house here. Now she was anxious and excited to see what it was like.

From the outside, the house looked just like the others. It was wooden and stood tall next the houses beside it. Ingrid pushed open the heavy wooden door and entered the house. Sigurd and Astrid following. Inside was a simple room with a fire pit in the middle to keep the house warm and a few comfortable looking chair around it. In the back left corner were stairs heading to the upstairs. In the back left corner was the kitchen. But it wasn't the kind of kitchen that Astrid was used to. She was used to electrical appliances and running water. In this kitchen there were cupboards to keep things in and a counter top, a small fire pit with a pot resting over the top hanging off the rod of a spit fire, and a bucket which she assumed would usually have water in it. She could already see that this was going to take some getting used to.

"We know it's a little old fashioned compared to what you're used to, but I'm sure you'll get used to it. And you can always go back if you don't like it," Sigurd said, worried about how she would react to seeing the house.

"It's ok," Astrid replied smiling. "I'm sure I can get used to it." Her parents seemed to relax more at that.

"Come on," Ingrid said heading towards the stairs. "I'll show you your room." The stairs creaked as the walked up them. Astrid kind of liked the sound. The upstairs was just two rooms opposite one another. Entering the one on the room to the left Astrid found herself in a small room with a small bed, a wardrobe and a desk. She walked over to the window and found that the house was high enough that she could see over the roof of the house opposite and she could see the square. She could see a few market stalls and people milling around going about their daily business. She could even make out small children skipping about in circles playing games. She felt her mother move to stand next to her.

"That's Fishlegs and Stormfly's house there," she said pointing to a house just a few doors down from theirs on the opposite side. "And do you see that house up on the hill?" She nodded. "That's Hiccup and Toothless' house." Her eyes widened at the thought that she could see his house from her room. She saw Toothless walk up the hill to the house with his parents but furrowed her brow when Hiccup wasn't with them. She heard a noise behind her and turned to see her mother sitting down on the bed looking upset.

"Mom?" she said as she sat beside her. "What's wrong?"

"It's just… I just…" Ingrid seemed at a loss for words. "I just wonder what would have happened if we had stayed. I see how hurt my friends were when we left and I see how happy all the ones your age are and I wonder if we made a bad decision by leaving." Astrid was a little taken back by her words. She knew that her parents missed Berk, but it was more than that.

"Mom," Astrid replied taking her mother's hand in her own. "You were doing what was right for me. You made the decision based on what you thought was best. The past is gone. There's no point thinking about it. I'm happy. Isn't that what's important?" Ingrid nodded and laughed. She placed a hand on her daughter's cheek.

"I'm so proud of you, Astrid," she said. "Don't you ever change." Astrid nodded.

"So are we just going to sit around? Because I can't wear these clothes forever. They're not even mine." Ingrid laughed.

"Well we'd better get to the shops then, hadn't we?" Ingrid said standing up. "I'll just go downstairs and tell you're father." With that she left Astrid on her own in her new room.

It was very plain. That's the main thing she thought as she looked around the room. She found herself comparing it to her old room in her mind and she scolded herself. It was no good to think about the other world. It was a completely different place. She would never learn to love Berk if she compared everything to the other world. She would have to make some changes to the room to make her feel more comfortable. To make it feel more like home. She smiled and thought of some ideas before running down the stairs to meet her mother.

The square was only a couple of streets away and so the walk there was short. As soon as they turned the corner, the street erupted in noise and colour. She had to take a sudden step back as a group of children, half of them in human form, the other half in dragon form, came running past her. She laughed and watched them go. Looking up she could see all the shops that lined the square. Where there weren't shops there were stalls, either selling food or materials.

As they walked through the square, people kept stopping to talk to Ingrid. Astrid was surprised at how many people she knew until Ingrid explained that it was a small town. Everyone knew everyone.

They spent the afternoon collecting things that they needed for the house and some materials that would be made into clothes for Astrid. Astrid was amazed that they didn't have to pay for anything. It was already agreed on between the villagers that since they all depended on each other, that so long as they all contributed to the collected wellbeing of the village, no payment was needed. It meant that if if a farmer wanted fish, they could take some from the fisherman, and if the fisherman wanted fruit or vegetables, he could take some from the farmer. It was basic trade principles applied to all in the village.

As they walked through the streets of Berk, Astrid heard a steady clanging noise that drew her attention. She turned to see a small building on the edge of the town with a large chimney with black smoke pouring out. It had wooden shutters at the front and looked like a shop front. She listened as the clanging stopped for a few seconds before carrying on again. She asked her mother what it was and soon found out that it was the village forge, where all the metalwork was done.

Ingrid explained that that was where Gobber worked. Then she remembered that Hiccup worked there sometimes too. She had already seen Gobber in the town so she knew he wasn't there. She smiled as she turned towards her daughter.

"Why don't you go and have a look?" she asked.

"Are you sure I can?" Astrid replied. That didn't mean to say she didn't want to. She had never seen a forge before and wanted to see what it was like. But it didn't feel like she was supposed to be in there.

"Of course!" her mother said. "There's an entrance in the side. I'm sure he won't mind you having a peak." She never told Astrid who 'he' refer to.

Astrid nodded and left her mother to carry on her shopping. She slowly made her way up to the building. As she approached, she could feel the air gradually getting warmer. She wondered just how hot it was inside the building. She could smell the smoke thick in the air, the clanging sound slowly getting louder.

She stepped up to the door and knocked. When she didn't hear a reply she pushed the door open. She was immediately assaulted by an array of smells. Metal, ash, wood, sweat. It all mixed in the air to create one distinctive smell. She also realised just how hot it was on the inside, sweat slowly rolling down her forehead after only a few seconds.

She slowly peaked into the room and saw the swords, axes, maces, spears, hammers and bludgeons that lined the wall. As she slowly scanned around she found the origin of the sound. And then suddenly her breath caught in her throat and she was struggling for air.

I hate the way this ends. But oh well. At least you guys have a chapter. It took me ages and I'm not happy with it, but oh well. At least you guys have a chapter. Can anyone guess what made Astrid so breathless?

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