Evening came for the acting chief and his night fury. They walked down the path from the Great Hall, saying a few good nights to his people who were on his way to their houses. He had just checked up on the people in the Great Hall whom still hadn't a roof and four walls like mostly everyone. He Made sure they stayed warm enough through the night, had enough food and supplies to make breakfast the next day and that no one was injured from the day's work. Unfortunately, some of them were.
Hiccup walked along side Toothless, flipping back and forth in his notebook as he checked off the last few things that's needed to do before he got free time. With a sigh, he turned the page, after checking the list three times over, and looked at his sketches of his new leg. He designed it to no make any squeaking noises as he walked, but it was far more different than that. Not only did he design it for its look, but also for the new saddle he had thought of making along with a new armor. He had decided, in his time at chief training, that he would make the armor a little special. Many times had he seen his friends in their armor and each time he did, he just couldn't wait to start, but of course he had more important matters to do before he could start.
They reached the forge after a quiet walk through the empty streets of Berk. It was quite, other than the sound of fire, but not an uncomfortable quietness. More like an appreciating one after such long day of working and running from the haircutter. He had to admit, it was better than he'd expected. Even better than what Gobber usually did.
The fire lit up the forge, casting shadows to everything in the room. Toothless settled down by the door after Hiccup unstrapped the saddle since he would need it later. The thing he needed to make first was his new leg. He would need it if he something were to happen in the middle of the night. You never know when something could happen.
Hiccup grabbed a log behind the forge and placed it on one of the tables. He walked over to the tools and grabbed a measurer before sitting down in a chair to measure his leg. He measured both his legs to see how much he need to replace the old leg with, mostly since it was always at its lowest point to keep him from walking obliquely. He noted the number and started with warming the metal.
"Oh, almost didn't see you there," Hiccup smiled, not turning around. He heard Astrid walk in behind him. Pretending as if he hadn't heard her, he went back to work. Soon he felt soft, small hands block his vision. "Guess who it is," The voice of an angel said. Hiccup smiled.
"Could it be an angel?" He smirked, feeling his girlfriend silence her giggle.
"You're going to have to name her," Hiccup dropped his tools and brought his hand up to his chin, thinking.
"Let me see…Astrid as in a divine beauty?" He smiled, turning around and wrapped his arms around her slim waist.
"Astrid would be just fine," Astrid said, giggling. Her hands snaked around his neck, tip toing up as she pecked his lips lightly. Hiccup smiled, pulling her closer. Astrid pulled away with a smile. "Now what is my chief working on right now?" Astrid teased.
Hiccup rolled his eyes, turning around to show her his sketch. He sat down in the chair with Astrid sitting on his lap. "I'm making the new leg I was talking about," Astrid looked through the sketches in awe. He wasn't just a good drawer, but also inventor. It looked really advanced.
"Need any help?" She asked, looking back at him. Hiccup nodded and went over to the drawing again.
"As you see, these," Hiccup pointed at the grey colored pieces, "are made of metal, and in shields they have metal nails that could work perfectly for the small pieces in the wood. You could remove them from the shield while I make the main part," Astrid nodded and went behind the forge to get one of the old shields along with a metal pinch before she started taking them out.
Hiccup went over to the hot metal and grabbed it with his own pinch before holding it down as he pounded the hot metal. They had a long way of work ahead of them.
Savage walked through the village, taking in the sight of Berk. He'd never really
taken time to look at Berk, but since him and his men were leaving the day after he decided he would take a look. It was beautiful, in fact, amazing. Dragons slept outside houses or on top of the stronger ones. As he looked at the buildings, the colors and carvings off wood, he couldn't understand why someone would ever want it to disappear. He was afraid of Alvin, everyone was, but never left his side because he knew no one would take him in. They were savages, and now they are allies with a land full of peacemakers.
He respected the Berkians, more than he had ever really respected Alvin, and most of the reasons for that was because he knew there was no need to be afraid of them. They didn't threaten to kill someone if they did a mistake. They didn't train dragons just for the sake of being powerful; they did it for the sake of living. They did it so the world would become a better place and safer for both human and dragon. And most of all, they did it for so they could protect the innocent Vikings and dragons around from danger and madmen like Alvin.
Savage knew if anyone knew who the Berkians were, they wouldn't hesitate to retreat from a war set with them, but unfortunately some didn't retreat. Just like an old ally of the outcasts. The Berserkers. They knew about the Berkians way of living and knew who was responsible for it. They were just like the outcasts back in time before they made peace. Savage decided he needed to warn them before it was too late.
He made his way towards the chief's house, knowing Stoick wasn't asleep just yet. Before knocking on the door, he noticed a figure luring towards the Great Hall. He squinted his eyes, hiding around the corner of the house. One name. Mildew. He walked up the stairs, constantly looking around him as if he was afraid of being seen. But then he called for someone's name. Someone's name that sent chills down Savage's spine.
"Alvin?" Savage's eyes widened. He carefully walked closer, sneaking behind a statue to hear more clearly.
"Aah, so the Berkian's haven't found you yet?" Alvin's voice rang in Savage's ears. The wrinkly face of Alvin revealed itself from the shadows. Savage could have sworn he saw Mildew's feet tremble in fear.
"No sir, I've been hiding now that your men are still here," Mildew said, bowing slightly.
"Good. Keep it that way," Alvin circled Mildew, looking up in the sky in deep thought and his hands behind his back. "Is the plan in action yet?" Mildew shook his head, holding his staff closer to himself in a horrified position.
"The Hofferson girl won't leave him alone, and for me to accomplish it, your men will have to be gone," Alvin nodded, fighting the urge to strangle the cranky old man. He wasn't known for his patience.
"Find a way to get to that boy, get him to me alive," Mildew nodded, watching Alvin disappear into a shadow. Savage heard Mildew sigh in relief as the old man made his way towards the woods. He mentally noted himself to tell them later, but now he had matters to discuss with the chief.
"And here comes the hard part," Hiccup sighed. They had finished making the material and carving out the wood parts. Hiccup turned the leg trying to make it change the prosthetic to the other prototype. He turned it, but something made it stuck. Hiccup groaned, taking the pinch and started to pull out some of the bolts. He replaced it with a bigger one and turned it once more. It went past the bolt but stopped on another one. With a sigh, he started replacing the small bolts with bigger ones, having Astrid look over his shoulder. He placed the last bolt back in place before taking a deep breath and turning it. "It worked," Hiccup gasped, grinning widely.
Astrid smiled, leaning her chin on Hiccups head with her hands wrapped his neck. "Come on, try it on!" Astrid said enthusiastically. Hiccup nodded and bent down, unstrapping his old leg before strapping on the new one. Astrid helped him up and didn't let go of his hands before she was sure he had his balance on the new leg. Hiccup looked down, pushing more weigh over on his left foot than his right. He smiled, taking a step forward as he looked up at Astrid and pulled her in for a hug.
"Thank you," Astrid smiled, resting her head on his shoulder. "It would have taken so much longer if you didn't help," Astrid rolled her eyes playfully.
"It only took us a couple of hours, but you're welcome," They pulled away and smiled before turning to the notebook. Hiccup turned the page, explaining the new design of Toothless saddle, and so they set to work.
"Ready to test it out milady?" Hiccup asked, patting the saddle strapped to Toothless's back. Toothless smiled widely, nudging Astrid out towards the sun rising on the horizon. He warbled happily, looking at her and then back at the horizon where the sun rose beautifully among the colors of yellow and red.
The two had just finished making the new special saddle for Toothless that could fit together with Hiccup's new prosthetic. It was a unique saddle with special 'abilities', as you could call them. Hiccup decided she would explain the different things when it was done and time for trying, but he sometimes did explain a few things when Astrid refused to continue unless he answered.
"Sure, but I prefer on my own dragon's back, just in case you two decide to go a little crazy," Astrid smirked, whistling for her dragon. Hiccup looked up in the air as they heard a squawk above. Astrid smiled as her dragon landed on the ground in front of her. She scratched her chin, turning to Hiccup who sat on Toothless. "When were you going to get those saddles finished? Snotlout keeps complaining about the extra fire burns he gets from Hookfang," Hiccup laughed, attaching his leg to the saddle.
"I was working on them the other day. Should probably be done in a few days," Hiccup said, quickly adding, "tops," Astrid nodded, jumping on her dragon's back, holding on to the left overs of her saddle. It wasn't much but enough to keep herself from falling when flying.
"Alright then, let's get goin-
"Mind if we join you?" A voice cut her off from behind. The four turned around to find Snotlout on Hookfang in the air along with Fishlegs, the twins and their dragons behind them.
"Not at all," Hiccup smiled at them before making sure once again that everything was in place. He patted Toothless's head and the two were airborne.