AN: Hello guys. Got this chapter ready, and have a few more detailed. Some of you answered my call for help, but, I am sad to inform that what I wrote here didn't come from anyone's suggestion. Still, I hope you enjoy.

I'll be answering here chapter 17's reviews before addressing any reviews left on my note.

Guest: That's a shame. Battlefield 4 is the closest thing to Bad Co 2 right now. Which is a good thing

Kilo8: I know, it's really a shame. there is a lot you could write by merging the two movies together, and now with the RTTE series on Netflix there is even more to work with. Still, I haven't forgotten about this story, nor I ever will. It's just that this one is not as easy to write as my HTTYD story was. Besides this, there will be many more scenes of Idun-Elsa

doctor of supreme awesomeness: I'm trying, but sometimes I hit some bumps along the road, which means some chapters might take awhile to come out

SpicedGold: He really is. I think his most endearing feature is that he always manage to bring the best from the friends he has. And with Elsa it would certainly not be any different.

thearizona: You gonna have to wait a good while pal. They aren't meeting until a good more chapters. Meanwhile, I hope you enjoy the little adventure these two have together.

Noctus Fury: heh, if you knew what I have planned, you wouldnt have such high hopes. And, to be fair, HTTYD does, kind of, goes that way too. Hiccup was motherless on HTTYD 1 and fatherless on HTTYD 2. I thought of letting them alive, but then the dynamic I ahve planned for HIccup-Elsa wouldn't really work. So, nope, still gonna kill them. But i'll make it more meaningful than the movie did.

Guest: I know you want that, but I'm not rushing things. If they have a realtionship, it needs to come naturally. The last thing Elsa is thinking is probably of a relationship. And remember, they still have to even shake hand.

KE12: I hope you enjoy the ride then

Guest: I would update faster if the readers helped me when I ask for help

LunarCatNinja: Told ya you wouldn't hate. Maybe you'll stick around? ^^

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Ke12: Well, to be fair I did say you could just send me an email, and I'd give what I had back then worked so far. I appreciate that you tried togive me suggestions, but, since your suggestion wasn't bad at all you could have given better ones if you had sent me an email. Still, thanks for trying.

Without further ado:

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Days passed as she visited the tower and played the piano. As it had been seven years since she played it, her mother had to, basically, teach again everything; although some of what she learned before came back to her. Elsa felt delighted every time she managed to progress on their lessons. She felt happier than she ever felt during their lessons, even the ones which they discussed Literature, their favorite subject.

Meanwhile her visits at the tower became slightly lengthier. Hiccup read with enthusiasm practically every book she brought to him, and that he could read. After all, it wasn't as if he could read books written in Latin. She soon found out Hiccup not only had a keen interest at romances and philosophy, but was a natural at those subjects as well. It meant that she finally had someone of her age to talk about what she learned.

Not just that but considering his origins, she finally had someone with a very different vision from the world to discuss the subjects she learned. At first, she thought that Hiccup would end up giving a rather lame discussing, but he proved her wrong, as he was quite insightful in what he read.

He also liked Poetry, though not with the same passion he had of the other two subjects. She soon was discussing with him the poems he read, even those she had already discussed with her mother. While it was fun to discuss, and even in sighting, as sometimes he gave a perspective that neither Elsa nor Idun had seen before, Elsa didn't feel quite complete discussing with him. Maybe because he didn't speak in rhymes like Elsa and her mother did when discussing.

Still, they could pass hours discussing a certain philosophy or philosopher, even to the extent where Hiccup would begin enthusiastically talking and only hours later notice that he did all the talking. The result would be a very embarrassed, very blushing Hiccup, with a giggling Elsa. Eventually both would calm down and turn to subjects more neutral to Hiccup's over enthusiasm.

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Idun, meanwhile, noticed the changed in Elsa's mood as the days passed. She knew the girl was visiting the tower more often, but didn't know why. Still, she decided to not pry on, so she could enjoy Elsa's slightly lively mood. It was also the main reason she was only briefly talking of Elsa to Agdar. She knew he would question why she was leaving her room so much, which would probably scare her.

It brought her joy to see her firstborn more…alive. It made her feel hope that they would be together once again, and, as Elsa continued her secret piano lessons, Idun allowed her hope to be less restrained.

As Elsa kept visited the young boy she told bit and pieces of her to Hiccup every time she would visit him. She would tell him of a drawing she did, or something she told her mother during her lessons before they would discuss something he read. She didn't reveal much, but Hiccup didn't mind.

Seeing Elsa happily talk of herself was more than enough to make him happy.

It was in one of these times that Elsa was talking of herself that reality shocked her. "I've been playing the piano with Mother for a little while. I don't know much, but I can already play a song or two without sheets. Did you use to play an instrument?"

"Um…" Hiccup looked sheepish, which was cute to Elsa, who found this an odd feeling to feel. Queens to be didn't find things or people cute. However, it was also odd, since it wasn't exactly the kind of reaction she was expecting from him. "I never played an instrument."

This didn't shock her much. Not many people played instruments. Moreover, she didn't expect the Vikings of his homeland to play, not after hearing his stories. However, his next words shocked her to the core. "And…what's a piano?"

Despite her training, Elsa couldn't stop herself from letting her jaw open in shock. Hiccup started fidgeting while blushing heavily, which made Elsa snap out of her shock, blushing just as much as he was. Fortunately she recovered quicker than him. "You're telling me you never saw or heard of a piano?"

Hiccup hesitated, and Elsa knew it was because he was afraid of sounding stupid. "It's okay if you haven't. That won't change how I see and how I think of you. Just tell me the truth." Her words seemingly melted his hesitation because he shook his head, as an answer, only a second later.

A daring and bold idea surfaces on Elsa's mind. She hesitated, thinking deeply about it. There were many risks, some of which included her and some of which included him, not to mention some including them together. But, as she looked at his still reddish face, at his green, innocent eyes, she decided to take a shot at it.

After all, how could she call him friend if she never do something for him?

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"Follow me, and, in no situation whatsoever, make any noise," she whispered as they tiptoed around the castle. Hiccup's boots were surprisingly quiet, though not as much as Elsa's slippers. The moon was bright that night, and the night was clear, which meant that they could easily navigate around the castle without a candle.

"We're almost there." Her heart was thumping fast, sounding as loud as a war drum. It was her boldest idea since the idea of training with her powers. It send adrenaline and excitement through her veins, and gave her a feeling of being alive she had not felt in a long while.

She stopped, making him stop just behind her. He wasn't too close, as he knew she didn't like physical interactions, nor liked having someone inside her personal area. She glanced around to see if there was anyone within her sight, and attentively listened for any footsteps.

When she was certain that there was no one near them, she quietly grabbed and turned the knob. The door opened without a creek, allowing them to go inside the room. She was already used to it, so she knew where the candle and the phosphorus were.

Swiftly, she lit the candle, closing the door before she led Hiccup to the piano. A candleholder, holding five candles, was located on the grand piano. She lit them all, which illuminated the room enough so that Hiccup could see the whole piano.

She heard him gasp, and turned around to find him looking at the instrument with a mesmerized look. He took slow steps toward it, stopping just a few inches away. His hands hovered over the finely crafted, white wood, as he took in all the ornaments and golden carvings it had.

"It's… it's beautiful Elsa," he whispered, his voice holding a tone of awe and amazement she had only heard Anna use when they used to play with her magic. Elsa smile, a genuine smile, at how happy the boy seemed.

She put the candleholder she had been holding on the piano, before sitting on its chair. "Wait until you hear it," she whispered, grinning. Her hands were shaking from excitement and self-consciousness. She had never played for anyone besides her mother, which mean that the idea of playing to him frightened her a little.

She breathed in deeply to slow down her fast beating heart. When she deemed herself calm enough, she started playing the song she knew, although on a slower pace than the recommended.

As she grew confident in playing it, she changed her pace to the music's, which was only slightly faster. She immersed herself in the song, briefly forgetting that Hiccup was there, the risks they were taking, and all regarding her isolation. All her mind did was enjoy the song.

When the song came to an end she felt alive. She had played it without a single mistake, which was an achievement considering she had only started to play the piano again a few weeks before. She turned around to look at Hiccup. "Well…?" she asked, slightly flushed.

Hiccup was frozen in amazement, so he took a moment to regain his senses so he could answer Elsa. "That… that was beautiful. I never heard anything as heavenly as this," he spoke, his voice dripping awe. "Thank you for playing to me Elsa. You really surprised me today."

She turned scarlet, and felt her face heat up. "Um…it's nothing. We're…friends after all," she said, stammering lightly. It was a funny sight, since Hiccup never heard her stutter before.

Their moment was short-lived, however, when they heard the knob turn. Elsa immediately paled, and hushed Hiccup to hide behind the couch. She hid with him, painfully aware of how close they were, and how un-lady like she was sitting.

"Hello? Is someone out here?" a voice called, which Elsa immediately recognized as her mother's. She signaled Hiccup to stay hidden with her hand, and prayed that it was bright enough for him to see. She inhaled deeply, and rose out of her hiding spot.

"Hi…mother," she whispered, ashamed of something unbeknownst to her. "I apologize for hiding from you. Had I known…"

"Hush my child," the Queen said with a gentle tone. "I understand why you did it. But, what I do not understand is why you're here. We didn't have lessons today. I'm only here because I heard the piano being played."

"Um…" Elsa hesitated, fully aware that she had to lie to her mother. However, she decided to lie as little as possible. "I wanted to play it, so I came. I had thought no one was near…" She heaved a sigh. "I guess I was wrong…"

Idun frowned, sad for stealing Elsa's brief moment of joy. "I'm not upset with you. No matter how much precaution you take, things can always happen differently from what we expected. Had I been Anna, or your father, you would have been in a more difficult spot. Fortunately it was just me."

She sighed, not wishing to sound like she was giving a lecture. "Just… think about that, okay? We've progressed so much. I don't want to lose…" she waved her hand between her and Elsa, "…this."

Despite seeming sad, Elsa smiled. "Neither do I… thanks Mama." She felt the need of hugging her mother, but restrained herself. She was not safe, and, no matter how much she wanted it, the reward would never be greater than the risk.

"It's okay. You don't have to thank me," Idun replied, smiling back. Hiccup, who was peeking from his hiding spot, found intriguing how they seemed quite similar at this moment. "I'll be going. Just remember to light out the candles before leaving."

She didn't wait for Elsa to reply as she strode toward the door. Saying goodnight felt wrong, because, no matter what she said to herself, she still felt as if she ruined her mind.

Elsa was not surprised that her mother did not say goodnight. As she watched her mother leave, she felt slightly guilty. She had noticed a couple of weeks before that her mother would display such behaviour when the woman blamed herself for making her unhappy.

"We need to go," she whispered, not because she needed to, but because she lacked the strength to speak louder. Hiccup came out of his hiding spot, and opened the door, as she instructed, while she lit out the candles.

Most of their walk back to the tower was quiet, that is, until Elsa broke the silence when she noticed Hiccup's thoughtful face. "Would you like to share what is going on inside your mind?"

She sounded curious, though not very curious, as he noticed, because she also sounded slightly dispirited. Still she seemed curious enough, and he hurriedly answered her as he realized he was mentally rambling. "That woman…your mother. She sounded nice. I…never had a mother, but I wish I had had if she would have showed me the same love and affection yours showed to you."

Elsa turned her face away, hiding her unshed tears from Hiccup while hugging herself. His words reached deeply inside her. She had not felt loved by her parents in a while, despite their support. So, to hear from this boy, who only saw her mother once and briefly, say that Idun loved her so much, hurt her a bit.

"So…I guess this is goodnight then," he said as they reached the tower. Toothless was fast asleep, which was probably the reason Hiccup was whispering. "Can I…um…can I try something?" he asked, shifting his feet while rubbing the back of his head.

Elsa hesitated, unsure of he wanted. He slowly extended his hand out, and pointed to her hand. She froze for a moment, caught off by his wish, before inhaling deeply. She took a leap of faith, and closed her eyes for a moment, before allowing his hand to grasp hers.

He brought her hand to his lips, barely pressing them against the fabric of her glove. Still, she felt shocked, and speechless, as he let go of her hand. "I…ready in a book that this is how you greet a lady. Since…um…you're not really touchy, I thought I could do this as a way of say goodnight."

She smiled, which made him visibly relax, only because she didn't know what to say. Despite their parents support, especially her mother's, they rarely tried to touch her, probably because they were afraid of being rejected by their firstborn. But he, even though he was visibly afraid, he still took a leap of faith.

As she left the tower, and walked toward her room, she could only think how she was not the only one to surprise someone that night. And that, maybe, just maybe, it wouldn't hurt if she opened herself to him and her mother a little.

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Hiccup lazily awoke up. It had been a couple of weeks since he accidentally arrived in Arendelle, and met Elsa and only a handful since she played the piano to him. He occasionally dreamt of that night, and, have been thinking of a way to return the kindness she showed him since that night.

He slowly untangled himself from Toothless. Ever since they left Berk his dragon became a sort of bed for him. He couldn't complain, though. His dragon's scales were soft, and surprisingly better than his wooden bed back in the village, and his wings, which he used as blankets, were warmer than a fur blanket. It was like sleeping with a fur blanket constantly being warmed, and it felt wonderful for him.

"Good morning," he said to his dragon when Toothless lazily looked at him. He absentmindedly patted his dragon's head when he felt him nudging his arm. After he stood up Hiccup rubbed the sleep from his eyes. When he could properly see his eyes spotted the piles of books and papers Elsa had brought him these past days, as a way to distract himself during daytime.

He was lucky that most of them were written in runes. While they had some modifications from the runes used on Berk Hiccup, so far, rarely didn't understand what was written. There were a couple of books, though, that was written in what Elsa had called a Latin alphabet, and so even if they were written in Norse he couldn't read them. Fortunately, Elsa was aware of that and would sometimes read to him the books while would he takes notes of it. The hardest part of this was being able to keep focused while hearing her voice. Even though he has known her for a couple of weeks his mind couldn't simply get used to the beautiful voice the Princess had.

He sighed before approaching the piles of books. They were divided in what he had read, what he hadn't, and what he couldn't. His mind then began to wonder how Fishlegs would react if he could see this huge amount of knowledge and books standing before him. There were only little more than two dozens of books-as Elsa could only bring so many without people noticing the books vanishing from the Royal Library-but that was already bigger than the entire library of Berk.

Of course paper and fire-breathing reptiles was not a good combination, so there was a reason other than the Viking 'vikingness' behind's Berk small collection of books.

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Berk… he sighed sadly and longingly. Part of him felt angry with himself that he missed his old home. They all agreed, Windwalker the most, that they were living better in Arendelle than he had ever lived there. Still, a part of his heart yearned to go back there, to see its imposing forest standing tall, to see his old mentor, to hear his sarcasm, to see his father, to see Astrid...

Toothless, sensing his rider's sadness, nudged his arm and cooed. Hiccup averted his eyes from the slack of books and looked at his dragon, his face showing a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Thanks bud... I guess that I still missing Berk…" he spoke with an alarming lack of enthusiasm for Toothless' standards.

Toothless would have scolded him for missing a place that had treated him with such misery and cruelty had he not fully understood his rider's feeling. He had felt the same when he left the island he grew up after hatching. Oh, how he wished that moment that he could speak to his rider as Windwalker could. He envied his dragon-cousin sometimes. Even though his bond with Hiccup was deep, it wasn't the same of his rider's with the White Fury.

Since he couldn't voice that he understood his rider's feelings, and that he would be there for him always, he nudged Hiccup's arm again and purred. Hiccup's smile this time was genuine "Thanks bud. I'm glad I have you," he said with teary eyes. Even though his chest ached with memories of his home, he knew he wouldn't return if that meant being away from his best friend.

He sighed again. It was not uncommon of his thoughts to drift toward Berk. These past days it happened more than once, mainly when he had not been busy reading, or writing on his journal. While he liked to lose himself in his thoughts, as it was like this how many of his inventions were born, it was also a dangerous thing to do since he could easily think of his old home.

He shook his head, and decided that he and Toothless would do something this day, anything to keep him distracted. He approached the pile and kneeled before it, his eyes scanned what book he could read. There were many options: Literature, Greek mythology, which surprised him, among others. He never had thought that there would be different kind of gods beyond the Nordic ones.

It was interesting to see different Gods, yet also see similarities between them, like between Thor and Zeus. He, however, was a bit skeptical of monotheist religions, such as Christianity. To think that only one being was capable of managing all realms seemed too exhausting. Berk, as small as it was, had a council to help his father run it, and he suspected that Elsa's father had something similar to help him run Arendelle. So it made little sense to him that only a single God would be able to manage everything without the help of others.

He shook his head and tried to focus again on the task he had set. He continued searching the books… Roman Literature, Poetry, Chemistry, History, Geography… He stopped searching when he saw the geography book. "Geography…this is the human science that studies the world around humanity and is divided in two branches: Political Geography and Physical Geography…" he read aloud. This peeked up his curiosity, so he continued reading it. "The Political branch studies the economy and politics of a nation, as well as the relationship between nations and individuals, both economically and politically. The Physical branch studies the nature, its domains and formations, and is also responsible for representing it through maps with various purposes."

His eyes shot in surprise. Since the moment he had first seen a map-the moment being the map of Berk and its surrounding isles-he had been astonished. To be able to register the world in such a simplistic and practical way was something he dreamed of doing, even more since he acquired the maps from Johann and left the village.

He quickly began building an idea as he read more about maps. "Different purposes...political and physical...different scales..." he mumbled as he read. His eyes absorbed every inch of information, from how to make a worldwide map to local ones and even nautical maps. He focused more on the process of making a measure than the smaller details.

It wasn't until an hour has passed that he finished reading it, or at least what he deemed necessary. He stood and turned to look at his dragon, his eyes lit with a fire akin to the one they had when he was about to begin creating a new invention. "So bud...you're up for some flying?" he asked, already knowing the answer. He knew that, no matter what, Toothless would never refuse taking a flight through the skies.

Toothless went from lazily lying on the ground on the other side of the tower to waving his tail around while ready to take off faster than Hiccup could blink. He jumped back, startled at the sudden proximity of Toothless' face to his. However, the surprise didn't last long, as he began laughing in disbelief. "Okay, okay, I get it. You really want to fly. Just let me take something before we leave," he said while grabbing some blank paper and tugging in his jacket, before hopping on Toothless.

After they took off, he thought about taking Windwalker to fly. While the dragon could fly by himself, he, much like Toothless, enjoyed greatly having Hiccup on his back. At first, he had been skeptical of flying with the boy, but now, it was possible that his enthusiasm when Hiccup hopped on the saddle could match Toothless'.

Hiccup, when Toothless evened his altitude, and was basically gliding, decided to not go forth with his idea. Due to his…unique anatomy, Windwalker couldn't blend as much as Toothless could. He was mindful of flying near the clouds, that way if anyone spotted them they would mistake Toothless for a big bird. Since daylight was short, Hiccup used every second of it wisely. By the time the sun was setting, he looked down at his work before storing it. He had managed to write down a rough skeleton of all Arendelle and its surrounding areas. He was quite surprise, as he thought it would need at least two days to do so.

It did help him, though, that he was used to drawing. After all, every invention he had built, disastrous or not, he had drawn beforehand.

After he safely stored the raw map inside his jacket, he met Windwalker to fly with them. Grey clouds filled the sky, which meant that it might snow soon if not later that night. But, for him it wasn't bad news. Instead, the grey clouds, along with the dying sunlight, were the perfect surrounding for both Furies to blend in. And, since he wanted to enjoy the sunset with both of them, he had nothing to complain; the chilly air near them was nothing compared to the snowstorm they went through when leaving the Archipelago.

It was a tradition, as he liked to call it, which was born not long after their departure from Berk. He had vowed to do it in as many days as possible. During their trip it happened almost every day and, even though being in Arendelle has its complications, he watched the sunset with his dragons fairly often. Only a few days he had missed watching it with Windwalker so far, and Hiccup intended to keep it this way.

They flew an hour or two after the sun had set. Since it was night he and Toothless could fly with more freedom, and so did Windwalker. They didn't do any of their usual aerial stunts, since Hiccup was both afraid of ruining the map and wanted a quiet, relaxing flight this day.

He patted his dragon's neck, silently asking him to return to the tower. Windwalker bid them goodbye when he noticed Hiccup heading back to the place he has been living these past weeks. When Hiccup and Toothless softly landed in the tower, he felt his face heat up as his gaze fell on a princess glaring at him with an annoyed yet amused face.

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Elsa had arrived fairly early this night on the tower.