Another movement was seen the teens walked closer to the sleeping boy, and then finally, after all this time, the most beautiful forest green eyes was shown once again. His eyes showed a weak soul inside a weak body. No one dared to say anything as Hiccup tried to sit up, but failed. Stoick went over to his son, letting him sit in his bed. Hiccup yelped in pain, feeling some of the pain from his broken ribs kick in. Once Hiccup had sit up right, Toothless licked him like a maniac.
"Eww, Toothless. That's disgust- TOOTHLESS! Oh I've missed you so much buddy!" He said happily scratching his dragon's chin. Stoick couldn't help but smile as he saw how strong the bond between them was. Hiccup looked up to see the smiling faces of the teens and his father. Everything came back to him like a flash of lighting striking. Everything about his father, the red death, Alvin and Savage.
"How are you feeling, son?" Stoick asked, sitting down next to Hiccup's bed. Hiccup was shocked as he heard the word son. Now his father decided to care? He tried to find an answer without calling him by his name or the word father, not caring how long it would take him. Right now he just wanted to relax instead of fighting with his dad. Especially when he cared for him.
"I'm okay," He lied, looking away from his father's eyes and back to meet Toothless's.
"T-That's go-," Stoick was cut off by a knock on the door, breaking the awkward conversation. He turned around to answer, but the door suddenly opened, reveling a talking one handed and one legged man.
I brought his leg! I thought that maybe he would want to walk when he woke…up," Gobber spoke, but slowed down as he noticed Hiccup sitting there with wide eyes. Without thinking straight he responded by waving his hand with the prosthetic leg in it, making Stoick face palm.
"What are you talking about?" Hiccup asked shocked and confused at the same time. His eyes examined the peg leg that could impossibly fit neither Gobber nor Stoick.
"So, you haven't told him…," Gobber said, standing there awkwardly with the leg still in his hand.
"Told me what?" Hiccup almost yelled, getting frustrated that no one told him what was going on. Realization hit him and as he was about to grab the blanket, his father's hand stopped him.
"Hiccup, listen," Stoick began, but Hiccup ignored him and pushed his hand away from his strong grip. He grabbed the blanket and took a deep breath before removing it to reveal his injured left leg. Hiccup gasped at the sight of his foot, or what was left of it. Bandages were wrapped around it, some parts blood stained and some parts just a normal color of white. He didn't know what to feel. Angry? Sad? Depressed that his left leg was gone?
He couldn't say such things, especially since it was his best friend who did this. Without needing Toothless to say so, he knew it was an accident. He wouldn't blame his best friend for doing such a thing, and after all, it had saved his life. His expression softened as he thought of Toothless. He couldn't be mad at him. Actually, he would never be mad at him. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before opening them once again. Leaning back, he winced in pain as he moved back, taking deep breaths fast, almost sounding as if he was hyperventilating.
"Hiccup! You have to relax," Stoick shouted, snapping Hiccup out of his thoughts, but he still refused to listen. The teens stood there awkwardly with Gobber, listening to the small conversation. Stoick faked a cough, making them leave to give them some privacy, but of course they wanted to hear everything and stood outside eavesdropping. "Son, you need to rest," He began, but got cut off by an angry Hiccup.
"Don't you dare call me that. Not after all these years," Hiccup snapped, looking directly in his eyes. Stoick was shocked, feeling anger and sadness take over him once again. He was about to respond, but thought better of it.
"Get some rest. We'll talk about this in the morning," Stoick said, gritting his teeth as he walked away and in to his bedroom. Hiccup refused to listen once more as he climbed onto Toothless's scaly back and off they went. He had to climb through the window of his room since neither of them was able to open the front door. They ran off to the cove under the stars above their heads as the moon became brighter and the sun changed to darkness.
The teens stood outside the massive door, eavesdropping on the two inside the house. Just a few seconds they could hear a calm voice, but what shocked them was what seemed to be Hiccup's responding. They could make out a sentence that sounded sort of harsh that said, Don't you dare call me that. Not after all these years. Those words made the teens wonder. What did Hiccup mean and what did his father call him that made him say such a thing? Shifting glances, they snap back to hear a strong and darker voice say, Get some rest. We'll talk about this in the morning.
"Talk about what exactly?" Astrid muttered under her breath. There was a slam with a door and the curious teens turned around to see their dragons head pop up in the air, sensing something. Astrid walks over to Stormfly, shortly followed by the other teens as they did the same. "What's wrong girl?" She scratched her chin, getting happy purring sound in reply. Stormfly snapped back to reality and lightly pushed Astrid towards the woods. "Hey, hey, hey, calm down girl. Show us," She said, mounting Stormfly. They flew off towards the woods, their dragons searching the ground for something. The teens were curious at what had made their dragons act like this. So far they hadn't acted anything but their normal selves.
Surprisingly, the dragons landed in the cove next to a dark figure. "Toothless? What is he doing out here?" Snotlout asked, looking slightly confused just like the other teens.
"Taking his rider out to get some air. Next question?" A voice said, surprising the teens as they almost screamed in shock. They walked over to the other end of Toothless to see who the voice had come from. On Toothless's body lay Hiccup, leaning his weight on the dragon beneath him. His left hand in his lap and right hand scratching the dragon's head.
"What are you doing out here?!" Astrid practically screamed, shocking everyone in the close area. Hiccup sighed, looking directly into Astrid's eyes.
"I just needed some air," He half lied. It was a bit true, but most of the reason was to just think. But thinking twice about that, it doesn't seem like a very big difference.
"You should get back or your father will get worried," Fishlegs said, making him look at him. Hiccup rolled his eyes at the mention of Stoick.
"Stoick wouldn't care anyway, and would you please stop screaming, my head is hurting," The teens looked at each other confused then turning back to meet Hiccup's eyes with the same expression a few seconds ago. They were confused over why Stoick wouldn't care, and they weren't screaming at all. It was barely a whisper in their ears.
"What are you talking about? We're barely whispering," Snotlout asked. Suddenly Hiccups hands flew up to his ears, covering them both as he made an expression that told them one word, pain. He groaned in pain, feeling the world get blurrier and everything falling apart in exchange of total darkness.
Toothless let out a growl, nudging Hiccup as he lay unconscious on the grass. Astrid kneeled down next to the boy, holding a hand on his forehead. Luckily, he didn't have a fever. She helped him on the back of Toothless, making sure he wouldn't fall off and ordered her dragon to follow them. Stormfly obeyed, following them back to the village. Before flying to Gothi's they stopped by Gobber who was pounding metal like never before.
"Gobber! We need your help," Fishlegs ran in, shouting in panic.
"Calm down Fishlegs! You're going to wake up the neighbors. Now what did you need help with?" He asked, dropping the sword he was hammering. Fishlegs moved out of sight as he had stood before Hiccup, making it impossible to see him. Gobber's mouth dropped wide as he moved over to Hiccups unconscious body, cradling him in his arms. "What happened?!" He asked, looking up from the boy in his hands.
"We're not sure, but we heard him talk to Stoick before we found him and Toothless in the woods," Astrid explained, thinking twice about telling about the cove. She thought maybe Hiccup wanted it to be his and Toothless's little problem free area. Gobber looked down and sighed, thinking of what might have happened between them after he left. He should have stayed with the teens, but thought better of eavesdropping on his best friend.
"Whatever happened, we need to get him checked up. Could you give me a lift?" He asked politely. She nodded in response as they mounted Stormfly with Toothless being carried by Barf and Hookfang. Once they reached the hut on the top of the mountain above the great hall, they knocked on the door. Gothi came a second later, looking at the boy in Gobber's arms and motioned for him to put Hiccup inside. She allowed Toothless to come, but that was it. The rest had to wait outside. Gobber stayed by Hiccup's side as Gothi looked closer at the problem in hand.
After a few minutes, Gothi started to draw symbols in the sand which only he and Fishlegs could understand. She asked what happened before he fainted. Gobber told her what he had heard from the teens and she nodded in understanding. She took a few more tests and told him he needed to rest, and with that Gobber went outside to see the teens sitting on their dragons. How do they even fit here? Gobber thought, thinking about the narrow wooden planks that covered half of Toothless's wing.
"What did she say?" They asked in unison, making Gobber laugh. He pulled himself together and began telling them what he was told.
"She said he fainted after all the stress and his ribs started to fail on keeping him up. Another thing was that Stoick isn't allowed to see him since she think he caused the stress upon him. Don't worry, he'll be fine," Gobber explained, making them sigh in relief which was weird. After all those years they had actually started to pay attention to him and care for him, even Snotlout. There was one question that popped up in Astrid's mind that she really needed to know. She remembered something at this time of the year from when she was only a little child.
"Gobber? When is Hiccup's birthday?" She asked, looking curiously at her trainers face. He thought for a few seconds.
"I think it's in about three days or so. Odin's beard, I almost forgot!" Gobber facepalmed, fiddling with his hand and hammer. Astrid was surprised that she remembered and a little shocked to find out it was only three days away.
"We should make some celebration for him!" She smiled, getting more ideas of what the party could look like. The teens groaned as she said that, knowing her sly smile when she discovers things. She turned around to face them with a death glare, "What?"
"Not more of your ideas, they're always so violent!" Ruffnut groaned, earning another death glare from her. She shut her mouth, taking her hands up in defense as she backed away. "When I think twice, we should let you control the things," Gobber walked over to Astrid again, putting his hand on her shoulder to look directly in her eyes.
"I need to know what they said. Don't leave out anything," He said with a serious looking face. Astrid had to admit she felt a little scared and extremely uncomfortable at the position.
"Hiccup yelled something, saying 'don't you dare call me that. Not after all this time' and Stoick just replied with the old 'We'll talk about this in the morning', then there was a slam and it all silenced," She explained, making Gobber loosen his grip on her shoulder and back away a few steps. He looked up in the midnight air, thinking of what the word could've been that made Hiccup so upset. Then it hit him like lighting to the head. Son.