Wow, I wasn't expecting so much positive feedback for my fanfic. Thanks, you guys! Ok, now for Chapter 2 of Remember, Hiccup. Hope you enjoy it! I do not own How To Train Your Dragon or any of its characters.
"Hmm" was all the elderly, hunched over women muttered while she examined Hiccup, sitting in a chair still unconscious. The teens had raced their dragons to get Hiccup to the village healer in time. But to be honest, she was just making them more worried about Hiccup's condition with all her 'Hmm's'.
"Is all she ever says is 'Hmm'?" Ruffnut asked her brother, Tuffnut, who replied, "Beats me, all I know is I don't ever want to be examined by her in my life" he said as he watched Gothi slap Hiccup's freckled cheeks a few times.
"Shh!" Astrid scolded them with a glare. Out of all the teens, she was the most worried about Hiccup making her even more intense. When they had first arrived at Gothi's, Snotlout, limping badly from his accident with Hookfang and with an unpleasant scorch mark on his behind, demanded that he should see Gothi first due to his 'fried rear end.' This had gotten him a death glare from Astrid and an icy reply of, "Hiccup's to see Gothi first. No exceptions." Snotlout had backed off in a hurry after that, even he knew better than to mess with Astrid.
The teens continued to look on in silence as Gothi examined Hiccup, but then a voice that scared the living daylights out of all of them boomed, "Son!"
Stoick came bursting through the door to healer's house, nearly knocking it down, followed by Gobber, and a pink-faced, huffing Fishlegs.
"I got them" he told the group gasping for air and nearly collapsing on the floor.
"Just why did we choose him to go run and get the chief and Gobber?" Snotlout asked rudely as he looked at Fishlegs, whose legs were shaking and struggling to hold him up. Fishlegs was not exactly the most athletic out of the group.
"Because, you would probably have taken your time basking in your glory of getting to tell the chief and Gobber that his son had an accident," Astrid told Snotlout matter-of-factly, sticking a finger on his chest before pointing to the twins and telling them, "And you two would have been distracted by Thor knows what."
"Us?" the twins asked while pointing to themselves with mock innocence. "We would never… Hey, look at that shiny thing over there!" they said as they pointed to one of Gothi's many treasures.
"I rest my case" Astrid muttered as the twins continued looking at the shiny object and making comments about it.
Fishlegs was now standing next to Astrid as he said, still gasping for air, "Ugh, the chief went berserk on me when I told him that his son fell off his dragon and was knocked unconscious."
"What did you expect him to be like all calm and, 'Oh, my son's been injured? Oh well, accidents happen'" Snotlout retorted, mimicking the chief's voice.
"Well no, but I didn't think he'd grab me and lift me off the ground!" Fishlegs shot back with slight terror in his eyes.
"Quiet all of you!" Stoick demanded as the room once again went silent at the boom of his voice. He then asked Gothi in a much quieter and anxious voice, "Is he going to be alright?" Stoick loved his son with all his heart and didn't want to lose him like he almost did in the battle with the Red Death, a huge, monstrous dragon.
Gothi then replied by writing runes in the sand she used to communicate. Stoick had always been baffled by the women's handwriting so he turned to Gobber to translate.
"She says 'Hiccup is divine, but it will take him a lime to recover'"
The wacky translation got him confused looks from around the room and a smack from Gothi's staff to the knee which made him clutch it in pain before realizing he had read her message wrong. He then said, "Oh, my mistake. What she really said was 'Hiccup will be fine, but it will take him some time to recover'."
After hearing the right translation, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began saying all their thanks to the gods. Hiccup would be okay after all.
Once everyone was done celebrating that Hiccup would be alright, Snotlout yelled, "Yay, Hiccup's going to be okay…Now can I just get some ointment for my butt!" He really needed that ointment.
Toothless looked up expectantly when he saw the group of Vikings exit the healer's hut, he had wanted to come with them but Astrid had told him it would be better if he stayed outside to make sure the other teen's dragons didn't get into any trouble. His ears were perked up, maybe Hiccup was now awake. His ears dropped in sadness though, as soon as he saw Hiccup, still unconscious, being carried by Stoick.
Astrid, seeing his sad face, walked over to him, stroked his head, and told him reassuringly, "Don't worry Toothless, Hiccup's going to be fine. It'll just take him awhile to recover that's all."
As Astrid walked away, Toothless looked down at his feet morosely. This wouldn't have happened if he had dodged Hookfang's blow.
"Toothless? You coming, boy?" Stoick asked him, bringing Toothless out of his thoughts, as he headed over to their house.
Toothless then looked up at the red-orange sky, realizing that dusk was falling upon the isle of Berk and watched as the other teens and their dragons went to their own homes. He then bounded over to Stoick who had just entered the Haddock household. He followed him up the stairs, which creaked beneath them, to Hiccup's room, where Stoick gently placed his son on his wooden bed. Toothless, wanting to be as helpful as he could, used his teeth to pull the one cover on Hiccup's bed over Hiccup's body.
"Good dragon! Now, do you want a snack?" Stoick asked Toothless, but Toothless just shook his head 'No' before resting on the floor next to Hiccup's bed, wide awake.
"I'm guessing you're going to take the night shift?" Stoick asked the dragon, who was not taking his eyes off Hiccup.
Toothless just crooned softly as an answer, when Hiccup woke up he wanted to be wide awake.
"Well, Good night then" the chief told him before bending down to kiss his son's head and whisper, "Good night, son. Hope you wake up, soon." He then walked back downstairs, before snuffing out the fire, leaving the house in darkness.
It had now been two days and Hiccup had still not woken up and Toothless had still not moved. Stoick now was not only worried about his son's health but also about Toothless', for the Night Fury had not eaten one thing and had not slept a wink since he had first laid his son in bed.
"Come on boy, eat it. You need your strength" Stoick tried to persuade Toothless to eat the haddock he dangled in front of Toothless' face.
Toothless just stared at the fish blankly, as if it was not even there. He had no appetite, which was hard to believe, since Toothless was almost always hungry.
"Come on, what's Hiccup going to do when he finds out you haven't eaten a bite for two days, hmm?" the chief tried to coax the dragon again to eat the haddock.
Toothless thought about this and then finally gave in, he supposed he could eat one fish, for Hiccup. He then protracted his teeth and took the fish from Stoick and ate it in one gulp, before retracting his teeth once again.
"Good Boy!" Stoick boomed before saying, "I'm off to make my rounds around the village, I suspect you'll take care of Hiccup?"
Toothless crooned his agreement before Stoick said 'Good-bye' to both him and Hiccup and left. There was an eerie silence in the house, which made Toothless prickle a bit, but he told himself that it was just him and Hiccup in the house and he had nothing to worry about.
A couple of hours passed and Stoick had not returned. Toothless crooned in sadness and loneliness before laying his head gently on Hiccup's body. As he looked at his resting friend, he thought about how much he wanted him to wake up, how he wanted to fly with him in the skies again, how he wanted to…
Was Toothless' mind playing games with him after two nights of no sleep, or had he just seen one of Hiccup's fingers twitch? There it was again and another one too. Now Hiccup's whole hand had moved. Toothless' ears perked up, his eyes grew wide and with every move, every twitch Hiccup made, he felt himself becoming more and more excited. Toothless was now looming over Hiccup with his two enormous eyes and he was sniffing Hiccup's face a little, trying to help him wake up.
Finally, with a groan, Hiccup opened his eyes slowly only to see two ginormous lime-green ones staring right back at him.
"Ahh!" Hiccup screamed as he shot straight up from his bed, heart pounding, to find Toothless leaping joyfully around his room.
Toothless was thrilled, Hiccup was awake! He just couldn't wait to hear his friend's voice say…
"WHY IS THERE A DRAGON IN MY ROOM!"
There you have it, Chapter Two of Remember, Hiccup. Please review, no flames! Chapter 3 will be posted soon. Bye!