Technicalities: So yeah, this is the Aladdin au. But Hiccup is not a Prince just the Chief's son, or Regent. Since he isn't much of a Viking, Stoick wants someone to watch over him. The only way for someone to commit to that for the rest of Hiccup's life is by marriage. So this isn't really about law but who's more capable of giving the Viking more security. So Stoick only accepts future regents as well, or ones who are actually already Chiefs. And they living in a large Viking-esque mansion rather than a simple hut and it has larger walls and gates surrounding the household like some sort of manor. A bit more modern than the actual time period of the movie setting in HTTYD but still ancient enough to have dragons existing. This is just a preview folks, please tell me if you rather Draco plays Jafar or Pitch does.

Stow Away Fail

The Berserker Chief grumbled irritably, storming down a flight of stairs, bursting the main door open and trudging out the Berk Chief's manor.

Said Chief Stoick was just coming in from outside when he saw the outraged lad making a fast leave to the gates.

"I've never been so insulted!"

Stoick frowned deeply, seeing the torn bit of clothing that is the Berserker Chief's trousers. "Dagur, you're not leaving so soon, are you?" He asked sullenly.

"Good luck marrying him off!" Dagur answered simply.

He pulls the gates open with brute strength instead of waiting for the servants to have it opened, which made Stoick more remorseful, seeing the Daggur would've been the most well-off in protecting his son.

Stoick huffed irritably. "Oh... Hamish," He stomped towards his home and up the steps and straight through a narrow flight of stairs. He finally reached his son's quarters, finding the young man over his work desk, as usual, probably sketching once more, reading, and absorbed in his work. "Hamish, Hamish, Hami-!" He kept calling out while his cries falls on seemingly deaf ears.

Suddenly, a black dragon was at his face effectively blocking him off, with a piece of clothing at his mouth that had the matching color of Daggur's trousers.

"Ah! You blasted devil!" Stoick yanks on the cloth, trying to pull it free. For whatever purpose is a mystery. But the cloth just ripped down the middle, and the large Viking man landed on his bum while Toothless walked over the boy. Stoick looked at the clothing in annoyance. "Well, it's no wonder Chief Daggur stormed off!"

The teen sighed, turning from his chair to look at his father. "Oh, dad, he kept messing with Toothless. I tried to stop him, didn't I bud?" Toothless went up to the brunette who took the clothing and tossed it carelessly out the window. The Nightfury then let the teen cuddle him. "But he had it coming, didn't he? We just stopped that Deranged, obnoxious, Berserker chief from bothering us, didn't we?" He laughed, till he finally sees his father's angry scowl, and swallows.

"Hiccup," Stoick sighed, shaking his head, using the nick name he had for his runt of a son, that he stil loved, of course, otherwise he wouldn't keep doing this. "you gotta stop rejecting-" He held the torn cloth up. "-or in this case, bitting off every Chief that comes to call."

Hiccup sighed, going towards the window while listening to the same old rants he heard since he turned fifteen last year.

"For the future of Berk, and you as Regent, I've got to have you..." Stoick went on following his boy.

Hiccup eye rolled and finished that line. "...'married to a Chief.'" he drawled, with a flip of his pencil(?).

"... and I want it done by your next birthday."

Hiccup turned to his father, clearly frustrated. Sixteen was technically the legal age for one to marry but come on! Hiccup barely had an actual life and now he's suppose to simply approve of someone and marry them right after?

This, he was gonna make sure he had a say on.

Besides, he's only about to become an adult. A marriage deal was working too fast, Hiccup thought his father was getting way too worked up about making sure he would see his son married to someone he trust would take good care of him. He had absolutely no idea why his father was so insistant.

(Although the fact that he did just almost gotten himself killed when he and Toothless fought the Green death, therefore losing his left foot in the process might be a good enough reason... But in Hiccup's opinion, that was a total freak accident!)

"Really, is this all necessary?" he asked. "you treat me like a girl when you keep pushing this marriage issue. I mean, come on! I can get a date on my own if I wanted to."

Stoick made an expression of pure scepticalism.

"Okaaay~ it might not be that easy," Hiccup conceded, considering the number of girls who fawned over him. Note that to none. "but you won't even let me try doing things for myself! If you think I'm old enough to get married, then I'm old enough to decide who I want to marry, and when that will be!"

"Son," The Viking Chief pleaded. "you know the death threats and dangers for the Berk chief since we have such a vast piece of land and the need to protect it from people like those darn outcasts, I can't just have anyone married to you. He needs to be someone who can protect you and lead Berk."

Hiccup's getting tired of this conversation. "Dad, I can lead Berk fine. Odin's beard, I'm the actual Regent, not whoever this Thor-forsaken husband is gonna be!"

The brunette didn't mind being married off to a guy, honestly, Hiccup couldn't imagine himself wooing a girl. He had a crush on the head guard once, and got a punch in the arm for all his troubles. The girl wouldn't have hit him if she knew he was the Regent, but they were younger then and the girl was simply a recruit that time.

And even if Stoick didn't like the idea of his son marrying a man, he didn't want a female calling the shots. It just wasn't the Viking way. It wasn't that he thought his son was a complete weakling, Hiccup's proven himself enough. The dragon he managed to tame and have for his pet-best friend is all the proof needed to that fact. Not to mention he did end a 300 year-old war only three years ago. But Hiccup was just so... uncommon for a Viking.

While the young Haddock wasn't as scrawny as he had been, he wasn't robust and buffed like his cousin Snotlout Jorgenson was turning out to be. The bookworm Fishlegs Ingerman even has more meat than his son. The twins Tuffnut and Ruffnut Thorston... Well, they were crazy but definitely not lacking in the blood-thirsty warrior department. Nevermind the ever-reliable Head Guard Astrid Hofferson!

Stoick can't help but take extra percaution lest he fears he'll lose him too early. As tough a man Stoick was, his weakness is this stubborn boy in front of him. He was the only thing in his life right now worth living for ever since Valka, his wife, passed on. Vikings die almost everyday, keeping the Outcast rebels away. They had to hang on to something that can keep them going in the face of danger.

For Stoick, this something was his son.

"Just... Please! Can you stop forcing me into choosing so quickly?" Hiccup sighed. "I mean, didn't you and mom marry for love?"

Stoick frowned, remembering his wife. It was arranged, but they were both fine with it cause they were in love from the start. He just wished it could happen again. "Hiccup, it's not just about Berk," He walked over, placing a hand over his son's shoulder. "I won't be around longer than you will be, and I just want to see to it that you'll be looked after,"

Hiccup shook his head, moving away from his father to sit on his bed. "Dad, please, for once in your life would you please listen to me?" He frowned, sighing. "I've always listened to what you got to say. And I never got to do anything for my own, or make my own friends."

Toothless looked up from where he was curretly cuddled up and snarled.

"Except for Toothless,"

Satisfied, he went back to his nap.

"Speaking of Toothless," He pointed to the window. "There's not much point of having tamed the rarest dragon of all if you won't even let me take him out for flight beyond our gates. It's not fair that the dragon only gets to fly out if I'm not with him. I don't think I ever breathed the air outside these walls since I fought that damn Dragon dictator."

Stoick crossed his arms. "Well, what do you expect me to do? Anything can happen while you're up there, Thor might play one of his games and just shot you out of the sky for the fun of it. You already lost your left foot. If you lose your right one... Well, they might just call you Hamish the Iron-feet rather than Hamish the Dragon Conqueror!" The Chief ranted. "Besides, we can't let anything drastic happen to you. You're Berk's only regent."

Annoyed, Hiccup turned away from his father complete and cuddled up in bed. "Well, what if I don't become chief then and you go find yourself a new regent?" He huffed.

"Agh, what am I to do to you?!" Stoick grunted, taking off. "you really are such a sad excuse for a Viking."

That would've cut Hiccup straight to the heart, if he already wasn't used to hearing it. So he just continued to sulk. He looked up to the sky, seeing the common terrible terrors flying about. The brunette smiled longily before heaving a sigh.

"I can't be free if I just stay here," he looked inside his room, his eyes landing on his satchel and a fur blanket, which could make a good disguise. No one would suspect the dignified, regent of Berk to wear something so shabby. "sorry dad."

A/N: In the old times, people can get married as young as sixteen. In the Little Mermaid, Ariel mentioned she was sixteen years old, and she wasn't a child anymore. Although it sounds like a thing any teenager would say, King Triton actually allowed her to marry a few days only after the start of the movie. So it's, like, early adulthood or something. So I'm going with that practice. Hiccup's age in HTTYD is 14 years old, HTTYD2 is 19 years old. But I didn't want him to be older than Jack. So incoming-sixteen year old works.

Yay! I finally manage to break my habit of wrong-spelling Dagur's and Snotlout's names! (I did it again! Yay!)