Hey? How you doin?... Nah that's lame let me start over... What'sup? OH I missed you all! I kind of been a jumbled mess here, and couldn't think up anything for Vulcan, which shows I'm a terrible OC creator -_-' So on a much other note and stuff, this was supposed to be a happy little one-shot, where Hiccup ends up happy, but it ended up well not what I expected so just read along and you'll see...

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Young Hiccup sat all alone on the forest floor.

It was a small clearing, surrounded by bushes and trees, lit up by the moonlight, and a place Hiccup found himself spending more and more time in.

His secret spot, where he wasn't a failure, or the chief's son, he wasn't anything. He was just Hiccup.

No one knew of this place, not even his own dad, and he hoped to keep it that way.

Why was he there you might ask? Well today had just been one of those bad days, just a day when he felt it was hopeless, no matter how much he tried he was useless, nothing but Hiccup the Useless.

He had finally had enough when he heard a conversation Gobber and his dad had been having, and it just screamed at him how much of a failure he was, compared to the other kids, he was the smallest, the weakest, the idiot who couldn't do anything right!

He just didn't want to hear it anymore, he didn't want to hear the disappointment in his father's voice, he didn't want to be looked down on! He didn't want it anymore.

It'd be so much easier on everyone if he just disappeared, gone, and never come back.

Hiccup hugged himself, feeling as if he was falling apart, but he refused to cry, he had to keep some form of dignity, something that proved he was a Viking.

Why couldn't he have been better? Strong like his dad, or even deadly like his mom use to be? He was just a clumsy boy with his head up in the clouds.

"We'd be better off if the dragons came and ate you, all you do is get in the way."

"Yeah you're nothing, but a useless Viking, heck you're not a Viking at all."

The words had hurt, even more then usual.

He couldn't take it! He was tired of not being good enough!

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!" Hiccup yelled as a flood of tears streamed down his face. He jumped up, a look of furry on his face, while his tears gleamed in the moonlight.

"What more can I do? I've tried, and tried, and tried! But it's not good enough! It's never good enough! I can't do anything right!" Hiccup yelled out to the sky, glaring up at the stars as if it was all there fault, "I'm not strong, I'm not big, I can't lift anything but a lousy dagger…" Hiccup's voice grew quieter, "Why? Why me? Why did it have to be me…"

Hiccup sobbed and dropped to his knees and continued to cry.

"What more can I do?" He said through his sobs, "Every time I try, I just make it worse, and I can't even make my dad look at me than more then just a failure…"

He thought of the conversation his Dad and Gobber had had and how what his dad said made him realize… that he was not a Viking.

So what do you think? Not much of a happy one as I had planned, but hey it's good right? And I'm itching for ideas so here the deal, you leave me a word, any word, Example:

Toothbrush, Corn, Snowflake, etc.

And I'll write a one-shot on it kk? So leave some words and hopefully I'll get back to the next one-shot.