This is chapter 2! :D I decided to make it a two-shot, because, well, what the heck. :D I love writing. :D Enjoy! :D

"It wasn't your fault, bud," I say nervously, putting my hand towards my dragon. Images flash through my mind: my father running towards me...the sound of the plasma blast exploding...my father, lifeless on the battlefield...

Toothless didn't do that. I have to remind myself of that. It really wasn't Toothless' fault. It was Drago's. Drago killed my father. He's to blame. I want to do something drastic, but right now, Toothless needs me.

"They...they made you do it," I say. My hand is only inches away from Toothless' face. If he snaps at me, he'll bite my hand clean off. The thought terrifies me, but I don't back down.

No. Toothless would never hurt me. He would never, and even if he did, it would be because of Drago, not Toothless. Not Toothless. Not Toothless.

"You...you would never hurt him," I say, thinking of my father. Toothless' eyes dialate for a split second before narrowing once again. It's working. I'm doing it. "You would never hurt me."

Toothless growls. He's trying to break free of the bad Alpha's mind controlling abilities. He's trying...he's fighting...

You can do it, you can do it, come on, buddy...

Drago says something, but I tune him out. I can't even make out the words he spoke. My focus is on Toothless and on Toothless only. If I can't save Toothless, then there isn't anyone else who can.

"Please, Toothless," I say. "You...are my best friend." Toothless' eyes dialate for another moment, and this time, they stay that way for longer than the pervious time. My hand presses against his forehead. I can feel tears building up in my eyes. This is it. I have to do this. For Berk. For my friends. For my family. For Toothless. "My best friend," I whisper, speaking with more force.

Toothless' eyes go back to normal, and he presses his head into my hand like a puppydog seeking attention.

"Attaboy! That's it!" I say exciedly. "I'm here!" Toothless looks beyond happy. He looks as though he would explode by the amount of pure joy in his eyes.

"No!" Drago shouts, whacking Toothless with his bullhook. Anger threatens to bubble up in my being, but before I even have a chance to react, Toothless beats me to it. He grabs the staff between his teeth and yanks on it. Within a moment, Drago is no longer on Toothless back.

"Yeah!" I shout. He did it. Toothless did it. We did it, together.

Toothless roars happily, his teeth sheathed, his tongue flapping out of his mouth.

The moment is ruined when he falls out of the sky with a roar of surprise. He's falling. His tailfin is shut. There's no one to keep him airborne.

"Hold on!" I shout, standing up and leaping off the baby dragon I'm mounted on without thinking about my own safety. As I fall, my mind is only focused on one thing and that one thing only:

I have to save Toothless.

I have to save my best friend. He broke free of Drago and his Bewilderbeast, but if I don't get to him before the ground does, then it would have been all for naught.

He could be killed.

NO. I won't ALLOW him to be KILLED.

"Almost there, buddy, almost there!" I shout.

I narrow my eyes without thinking about what I'm doing. I'm so close now...so, so, so very close...all I have to do is...

The next thing I know, I'm sitting on his back. I click my prosthetic into the foot petal, and Toothless rockets back into the sky.

We did it.

"Do something!" Drago shouts at his Bewilderbeast.

NOT TODAY, I think to myself.

"We have to get those two apart," I say. As we fly, we pass a flag we used for Dragon Racing. I grab it, tear a piece off of it, and hold it in front of Toothless where he can see it. "We got to block them out, bud," I explain hastily. "Do you trust me?"

That's the main thing; trust. I remember what I had told my Dad when he was training his dragon: Dragon training begins and ends with trust. Both of yours. I trust Toothless with my life, and I'm certain that he trusts me as well, but still...sometimes, I often wonder.

This is it. Do you trust me, Toothless?

Toothless growls, nodding in response. I hold my breath, putting the fabric around his head, covering his eyes like a blindfold. "We can do this," I say, "you, and me." I put my hand over his blindfold. "As one." Toothless growls in reply. "That's it!" I say. "Now let's try this one more time..."

We rear back around, towards Drago.

We're winning this one.

Together.

Author's Notes:

I wanted to do a second chapter, because, I mean, hey, it fit perfectly, and I love it! :D I hope you all do, too! :D I loved writing this, honestly. It was SO FUN writing about the best friend relationship Toothless and Hiccup have. It's awesome. :D

I hope you all enjoyed this second part to the original one-shot as much as I enjoyed writing it. :)

Until next story!

-BeyondTheClouds777