Hiccup had newly talked to his father about the plan on rebuilding Berk and getting back the dragons, in which his father approved on. The stories of what happened would have to wait since most of the Vikings were complaining already. Hiccup looked at his father who stood behind him and nodded for him to go forward. He swallowed nervously, and stepped onto the never ending table, getting someone's attention but unfortunately not everyone's. He took a deep breath, gathering the courage to call out for their attention. He knew, when he finally had their fully attention, he would feel like he could have a nervous panic attack. Yes, there was a time where he wanted everyone's attention, but he didn't mean all at once. And especially not when another tribe was there with them.

"Okay everyone, calm down!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. Everyone's eyes landed on him.

"We've made a plan on how we should rebuild Berk," The village erupted in cheers. "Now let's get started!" Hiccup announced. "Savage?" Hiccup called out for the man. Savage stepped forward.

"Yes?"

"Could you help us rebuild and keep us supplied for a while until we get everything back to normal?"

"It would be an honor," Hiccup thanked him and faced the crowd.

"Okay. From now on, Outcast's and Berkians will be working together whether you like it or not," A few groans came from the crowd from both crowds. "Gobber will place you in groups of different tasks that need to be done. First group will be searching for belonging and remove the ashes to clear the ground so we can build the new homes. When that is finished, you will be helping to build everything. For now, your home will be in the Great Hall," A few more groans came, mostly from Snotlout and the twins. Hiccup shot them a glare.

"Women who can sew will be making new clothes with the fabric we will buy from the Bog-Burglars. While waiting, you will be making enough food with the supplies from the outcasts and keep anyone from starving. Everyone else will be helping on constructing the new houses. Meeting dismissed!" Hiccup announced and walked down from the table, taking a deep shaky breath. He looked at his father who placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Your mother would be so proud," Stoick said kindness in his eyes.

"Thank you dad," Hiccup smiled. His friends walked over to him.

"What should we do?" Fishlegs asked.

"You'll be going with me to the Bog-Burglars where we'll get supplies," He said.

"How? All the dragons are gone," Tuffnut said.

"That's why I'll get them while you help the village," Before they could complain, he and Toothless left the hall in the direction of Dragon Island.

The villagers were working in the warm summer air. Sweat dripping from their foreheads as they either brushed the ashes over the nearest cliff sides or filled buckets with ashes and stored them outside the Great Hall. Out in the distance, dragons were closing in on Berk, but no one seemed to notice before they were just above them. A shadow swooped over the Vikings, soon followed by more. Looking up, the villagers cheered. It had been two years since the Berkians had seen a single dragon on Berk. They had heard wild ones fly over Berk, but never really seen one.

Hiccup looked below him to see the dragons and Vikings getting reunited once again. He smiled and steered his dragon to the mountains where his baskets still laid. After picking them up and strapping them to the saddle, the two flew back down to the village and landed next to their still standing house. The only difference was the outcast's symbols hanging from the roof and down the side of the house. With a little help from his dragon, Hiccup pulled the large fabric off his house and left it in a messed bundle on the ground. The two walked inside the house to find the same furniture's there.

"Huh, Whoever lived here while we were gone must have liked our house pretty well," Hiccup chuckled, unstrapping the baskets and set them on the ground beside the table. He emptied the baskets and picked up his old clothes. They were too small for him now that he had grown, so he figured he could give them away to the children in town.

Hiccup walked out of the house with Toothless following behind, and searched around for anyone younger than him. A group of small children played around with dragons their size. Hiccup couldn't help but crack a smile as he walked over to them, his clothes in his hands. When the children saw him come towards him, they ran towards him with excitement in their body language.

"Ready to get some new clothes?" Hiccup asked, kneeling down to them. The children squealed in excitement, jumping up and down.

"Please, please, please," They begged, holding their hands together and looked up at him with their puppy eyes.

"The eyes are killing me!" He said dramatically, dropping the clothes down on his feet as he feel down on the ground. The children giggled and nodded to each other. "What are they planning on doing to the fallen chief?" Hiccup asked, faking his horrific face. Suddenly the children jumped on him, pinning him down as they began tickling them. Hiccup broke out laughing, gently trying to push them off of him.

"Hahaha- Stop it! Aww he's down, Hahahahah," Tears welled up in his eyes as the children kept tickling. Their giggles mixed with Hiccup's laughter. "The might chief has fallen," Hiccup gasped dramatically, laying his head back in defeat with closed eyes. He felt someone poke his cheek, making him grin. He opened his eyes to be met with the most beautiful, ocean blue eyes he had ever seen

"And what is the mighty chief doing? Astrid chuckled, imitating Hiccup's voice. Hiccup shot up, sitting up with the kids all over him.

"Hi Astrid- Hey. Hi Astrid, hello, uhm," The children giggled at his nervousness, their arms wrapped around his feet. Astrid helped him up, but with the children hanging on, he was unable to move. "Alright you got me," Hiccup chuckled, picking up the clothes from the ground. "Now, who want some new clothes?" The children squealed as he kneeled down, handing over a tunic to each of them. They changed their old ripped clothes into his tunic and looked at him with wide smiles. A girl came over to him, with one of his old tunics on that was a little over sized on her, and hugged him around his neck.

"Thank you mister," Hiccup was taken aback by the hug, but soon wrapped his arms around the tiny girl.

"You're welcome," He was about to let go when suddenly all the children came over to him and copied the young girl's action, sending him to the ground with nine kids on top of him.

"Come on kids," Their mother's yelled for their children. They pulled away with smiles on their faces as they ran to their parents. Astrid helped Hiccup up and pulled him towards her, their lips crashing against each other. She pulled away before Hiccup had time to respond.

"Why do you always do that?" Hiccup asked dumbfounded.

"Do what?" Astrid asked, trying to hide her anger. Did he hate me for kissing him? She asked herself.

"Kiss me unexpectedly. It takes me by surprise every time," Hiccup chuckled walking along side Astrid as they walked down the last stairs of the hill to his house to meet up with the others.

"Because it's always funny seeing you with that face," Hiccup looked at her confused.

"What face?" Astrid giggled, pointing to his face.

"There you did it again," She laughed, placing a hand on his shoulder as they separated to mount their dragons.

"Well, now you know there's more ways of making me look like that," Hiccup attached his safety gear to the saddle and looked over at Astrid, giving her a crooked smile. "But that doesn't mean you have to stop doing the first alternative," Before she could respond, he was up in the air already heading towards the Bog-Burglar tribe.