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Published: 12/5/14

The Choosing

The Choosing.

One of the greatest ceremonies on Berk, in all of history in fact, and it's a ceremony everyone dreams of being in when they're nothing but a tot. Here on Berk dragons have been a part of our lives, our history, our culture, for the past 300 years. Dragons have always been a part of who we are, or even who we can become. To be in the Choosing, to get your own dragon and become a Dragon Riders was the greatest of honors.

Unless you're me of course, when you're me things always seem to have a catch.

It's not that I have any trouble with dragons; I'm the son of the Chief and the greatest Dragon Master to have ever existed.

Sometimes I think that's the problem.

I'm a fishbone and a bit clumsy I just don't have the strength of my father or even the grace of my mother. How could two f the greatest people in our history have a son like me?

I'm just a hiccup.

"And where do you think you're going?" Gibberish asked the small boy as he plucked him right off the ground.

Hiccup- being use to all of this- simply dangled for a moment before he was placed down. Behind him sat Grump and in front Gobber with left him with no chance of escape.

"Well early day you know? Quick start at the forge and-"

"You do know what going on don't'chu Hiccup? What's going to happen in only a short few days."

"Thorsday? Did I forget Grumps birthday again?" But Hiccup lost the humor from the look Gobber gave him.

"The Choosing, Hiccup, and the day everyone's been preparing for, the day your parents and every person on Berk expect you to participate in."

"Why?" Hiccup suddenly asked but sighed knowing the answer to that.

"Well we both know why, but what I don't know is why aren't'cha excited as everyone else? You're the-"

"Pride and joy of Berk I've heard it hundreds of times before Gobber." Hiccup said looking away from the old smith. He placed his hand on Grumps stomach and began to rub small circles on the dragon's tummy much to the pleasure of said dragon.

"I just-," Hiccup tried to convey his feelings into words, but he seemed at a loss for them.

Gobber took that moment to pull out a stool while Hiccup gathered his thoughts; he sat down to wait.

The hand on Grump continued to message before Hiccup went on.

"It's always like this, people expecting this greatness from me. "The pride and joy of Berk" destined to bring greatness and honor to the land but Gobber look at me!" Hiccup said. The squeak of his prosthetic feeling louder then it really was.

"I'm no better then anyone on this island, every dragon I've ever tried to get on can't deal with me. Sure they can go on slow rides but I... I can't keep up with them." Hiccup drew his hand away and leaned his back against Grump. "What... what if I'm not even chosen? People except so much when I can barely stand how high they want me to reach."

There was silence between mentor and student Hiccup thinking there was nothing else left looked away.

"Sorry for piling this on-"

"You won't fail Hiccup."

Hiccup glanced up at Gobber and seeing that same look of absolute certainty made him look away again, he didn't want that same look one Gobber's face, it was unnerving.

"How do you know that?" Hiccup asked a bit frustrated because he wanted to know how people believed in him so much. Being the son of Stoick the Vast and Valka the Great didn't change what he was.

"Because you're Hiccup," Gobber cut of his train of thought and grabbed his attention with three single words, "and if there's anything I've learned from watching you grow up is that you're one of the greatest dragon tamers I've come to know."

Hiccup looked at him this time and listened.

"When you were born you were small and looked like a fish," Gobber began his tale, "Valka was worried you wouldn't make it, I was secretly making preparation for your, well you know, but your father he was the one who held you and boomed that you were going to be the greatest one out of all of us and I'm sorry but he was right." Gobber gave him a fond smile.

"You Hiccup have done incredible things without even realizing it, from the saddle improvements, to the taming of beast and even after your incident Hiccup," he gestured to the boys leg, "It didn't stop."

"I saw you at no more than a year old with Skull Crusher and Cloud Jumper already wrapped up in your wee fingers. At four you ran into the woods and came back with dozens of Terrors ready to jump when you so much as hoped. Hiccup you may see it as something everyone on this village has come to learn, but you were born doing what many of us take years of training to learn."

During his speech Gobber had stood up and placed a hand on the boys shoulder.

"No one doubts you Hiccup, but it's time for you to stop doubting yourself do you understand?"

Hiccup looked up at gobber and simply nodded his head.

"Good, now sharpen this would ya? I have an appointment at midday."

AN: Random chapter update! I was going to add more, but I had nothing so here you go? Sorry for the absence I mostly write things out and never really post them, i just read fanfiction, but hey i'll put stuff up sometimes right? Hope you enjoyed it! also any mistakes here are there because I'm not the best editor so point them out if you wish, I like criticism.