Hiccup's POV
Oh man, I have been too much into taking care of Toothless that I forgot today is the big announcement on who to kill their first dragon. Yesterday my father, along with the rest of our tribe, came back without any luck of finding the nest. I'm a bit happy that they didn't, but also I'm not. Dad hasn't really spoken to me since he came back, but I know he got the news about me and Astrid being the ones to be picked for the killing. What if I get picked? I mean, I'm better than Astrid. She's only trying to kill a dragon every time she comes near one. And with my new 'fans' I have a big chance of getting chosen. Without taking a shower, I go down to get my family hatchet and shield for the last test. I'm nervous, but the dragon won't harm me. As long as my theory about what I ended up calling Dragon Nip, is true. Toothless is not going to be very pleased about me not giving him breakfast.
I walk along with Vikings on their way to the killing arena. They're going to be there to see if the rumors are true. About me doing so well in the ring. I really didn't think getting this much attention was hard to handle, but indeed it is. It's actually exhausting, and making it harder for me to keep Toothless a secret. With the rest of the Villagers I will have to be more invisible and even more careful. Hopefully, no one will notice me after the test.
Without noticing, I had come to the arena gates they opened for both me and Astrid to walk in. I took a fast look at her, returning a death glare. She walks closer pointing her axe to my throat. "I'm winning this thing, stay out of my way," She said, backing away in to the arena.
"Be my guest," I follow her in to the center. The gates behind us close as the cage of the Gronckle opens. I run behind one of the wooden walls to hide from the dragon. I prefer to call them anything but beasts, but then again I'm all alone on that. In the crowd stood my father, smiling and giving me courage to keep fighting. Wow. That must be the first time I've ever seen him smile. And that's all because of him. I give him a weak smile, taking out the dragon nip from my vest. Astrid passes by me as the Gronckle chases her. It turns its focus on me, and as it comes closer I drop my weapons, holding out my hand with the Dragon Nip in it. It stops to sniff it, and as it does I scratch his hose with it, making it fall over. I look up, watching Astrid run towards me, eyes closed while letting out a war cry. She opens her eyes, shocked to see the dragon defeated.
Oh man. She comes over to me, pointing her axe to my throat, yelling curses at me. Gobber pushes her away, and I were about to leave when Gobber pulls me back with his hands.
"Quiet down! The elder has decided," I hear my father say over the growling crowd. Gothi, our towns elder, walks forward. She shakes her head, looking at Astrid. Beside me I could hear a disappointed sigh. Gobber holds his hand over my head. I close one of my eyes, while the other looks expectantly at the elder. She nods, smiling at me. No.
"You did it Hiccup! You get to kill the dragon!" Gobber yelled. The other teens run over to me, ignoring the angry Astrid. Fishlegs picks me up on his shoulder, screaming congratulation along with the other teens. They seem to respect me just because I got better at training than Astrid, but that certainly does not mean I do. Surprisingly, Fishlegs carried me all the way to my house, and left after wards. That gave me time to bring breakfast for Toothless. I grab a basket, along with my riding gear and head to the forest.