Hiccup went out to the training arena Stoick was closing the gate, the large Amberstrike was pacing in the ring. Stoick walked up to his son with happy stride, arms open as he hugged him close. "You're alive!" Stoick cried out like Hiccup had died and come back to life. Hiccup smiled and talked to his dad for a while, before he went to start working with the Night Fury. A small tingling sensation tickled his throat, he ignored it greatly. He knew he wasn't up to this, barely conscious and sick as he could possibly be, this was something he should not be doing. He went quietly into the ring, the Amberstrike eyed him. He worked his way around the edge, moving closer every once and a while. The Amberstrike seemed to grow used to Hiccup being there. It went and curled up in a corner, grunting occasionally. Hiccup moved closer, he carefully placed his hand on the dragon's snout, it flicked it's eyes open. In one lurch it flew up to the top of the arena and hung from the chains, it eyed Hiccup, "Odd behaviour for a dragon this size," He said sort of confused. The Amberstrike wasn't acting odd for it's size though, for it uncurled it's wings screamed a scream so loud Hiccup's ear rang for a three minutes afterwards. It give a less loud roar and unleashed a green fire, that rolled and tumbled and formed and melted in a life like way. Hiccup dodged the fire and stood near the middle of the ring. Everything was spinning, he could barely keep himself straight as he walked. He some how managed to open and close the gate letting himself out. But once outside he leaned against the wall put his hands on his knees, he felt his breathing stop for a second, he threw up some sort of thick broth like stuff, and chunks of something. Fish most likely.
Stoick had been coming up to see how it was going, when he saw his soon leaning over, throwing up a couple times. He rushed over, "Hiccup, home." He said like Hiccup was a mere child. He guided him down the hill when Hiccup stopped, "Dad, stop. I think I'm going t-" And with that last word he threw up once again. He made it almost all the way home before throwing up one more time. At home Astrid lead him to his bed without a word. She sat with her arm around him for a few minutes before Hiccup ran to an old bucket in the corner, he threw up again. Three times in the last half hour, probably around thirty times in the last few days. "What did I eat?" He said, staring at the contents in the bucket. Astrid thought for a second before replying, "Well, you had some broth, and some water. And then we made a light soup from some fish Toothless brought us," She said as she tried to think of more, "Wait, fish Toothless, brought you?" Hiccup said as he swallowed and shivered. Astrid nodded yes like it was nothing, Hiccup stuck out his tongue, "Oh gosh…." He said as he remembered his first moments with Toothless five years ago. "Regurgitated fish," He said as he shivered, Astrid started at him like he was mad. "Regurgi- what?" She said, Hiccup let out his breath and said, "Uh, well, when I first started training Toothless…. I gave him a fish to gain his trust. He apparently cared for me because he regurgitated half a fish up for me. I ate some of it, dumb to do, but worth it. So that's probably what the fish from Toothless was…" He finished as he stared into the bucket of vomit. Astrid stood up, "Well," she said, "You throw up or do what you're going to do. I'm going downstairs to check on Amber." She finished and kissed him lightly on the forehead. Hiccup nodded, and looked into the bucket. His thoughts flooded, memories of Amber jumping, his vomit covered clothing, blood covered hands and fish made him nauseous. He opened his mouth and threw up once had to stop,
A while later he went downstairs and walked to Amber's bed. She was awake, "How you feeling?" He asked her quietly, Amber tilted her head from side to side a little, "I'm okay, but I want to know what happened to you. You were asleep when I woke up at the nice ladies house that one time." She said with her same old Amber attitude. Hiccup smiled at her, he wished his attitude was like that. "I'm fine…." He said trying not to scare her. "No, your not. Mama told me that you threw up a lot, and can't walk too well." Amber said with a know it all voice, Hiccup sighed. "Yes I did throw up a lot. I still am, and I can never walk well with this metal leg." He said with a happier Hiccup laugh. "I can prove that his walking's off, his first Snoggletog with that thing he slipped on the ice so much." Astrid said from across the room. Hiccup nodded, "That I remember," He said. He got up when he heard a thump at the door. "Toothless! Hey buddy!" Hiccup said when he saw his dragon at the door.
