Next chapter guys! Now Saro has a dragon friend! Yay! Don't worry, Smallfry is not exactly mentioned a lot further on but he becomes a companion to Saro. If I continue with Saro's adventures, he'll be more in them. Anyway, legal stuff, I don't own anything and please review! I need feedback!

Oh Dagda was a Celtic God, mainly a fatherly-type figure god.

How to Choose Sides

Ch.6: Smallfry

Saro couldn't help but wonder why the Terrible Terror was warmed up to her all the sudden. The little Terror was now at the point of finding her while she was going about her normal business.

As the weeks since her arrival passed by, she had become more welcomed into the village. Hiccup's father, Chief Stoick the Vast had now deemed her a resident of the village and plans were made for her to have a small house nearby the forest, next to two other large houses. Saro begged the Chief to make sure that the house wasn't that large because she didn't like so much room. All she really wanted was a bed, a hearth and maybe a stool or two.

Saro became more like her natural self, if it was possible. Ever since she left her home, she felt like she hadn't been the same. But now she was more at peace within herself that relieved some of the turmoil inside, she was still a bit worried about her residing her on this island, feeling a bit ominous but she didn't let it get to her…fully. As long as nothing happened or slipped out, she was beginning to be called a Viking.

Now Saro was heading to the Forge, where Hiccup was working for the day. The Terrible Terror was perched on her shoulder like a parrot, sleeping as always. Saro became more adorned to the little dragon as she was beginning to think of a name for him.

Anyway, Saro wanted to ask Hiccup if she could get her sword sharpened. Ever since the training fight she had with Astrid the other day, she became more into sparing to perfect her skills. Sometimes she was found on her own, sometimes with Astrid fighting as always. The two had created a kind of friend-rivalry friendship. Something that Hiccup couldn't really understand, one minute Astrid is being hostile towards the girl and Saro is responding to that just as hostile, next minute they're laughing. This left Hiccup both confused and happy that they are getting along.

Saro found Astrid sitting on the counter while Hiccup was at work, currently hammering away at some iron rod. Toothless was found curled up in a corner, becoming a dark shadow-like thing. Saro entered the Forge.

"Morning." Saro greeted happily, the Terror stirred a bit on her shoulder.

"Hey Saro." Astrid greeted.

"Hey." Hiccup said, not breaking his concentration on his work.

"What're you working on?" Saro asked, interested.

"Some riding equipment." Hiccup told her. 'Clank!' Went his hammer. Saro smiled a bit.

"So I see you've made a new friend." Astrid said, scratching the dragon's head that was still on her shoulder.

"Yup, but it's the same one who tried to kill me a few weeks back." Saro said with a grin.

"He did not try to kill you." Hiccup said, hacking away at the metal again.

"How would you know?" Saro questioned, looking at him fiercely. "If I can recall, you weren't there."

"He was just trying to get you off his territory." Hiccup said. His hammer went down again. Clang! "Terrors do that."

Saro shrugged.

"So have you thought of a name for him yet?" Astrid asked, ending the duo's banter.

"I have." Saro said. She paused for a second. "How does Fireblaze sound?"

Hiccup scowled at that name, Astrid shook her head.

"Well, that's the only one I came up with." Saro said. "Fireblaze….now that I think about it, it doesn't seem right."

"It's also sort of redundant." Hiccup said, dipping the rod into the bucket of cold water, cooling it off.

"Well, do you have any ideas?" Saro asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"It's your dragon." Hiccup said. "You name it."

"Oh for the love of Dagda." She muttered.

"Who's Dagda?" Astrid asked, trying to sound out that odd name. Saro froze, Hiccup looked at her.

"I said…dragon." Saro said. She laughed a bit, awkwardly. "Yeah, dragon. That's what I said."

"You sure?" Astrid questioned, looking at her. "I heard Dagda."

"No. You heard dragon." Saro responded. "I…uh…better go."

She was about to take off when she suddenly turned around.

"Wait, Hiccup." Saro said, undoing her scabbier holding her sword. Hiccup looked at her as he washed his hands with a rag. "Can you sharpen this?"

She held out her weapon and Hiccup nodded, grasping it by the scabbier and pulling it towards him.

"I'll have it done in an hour." Hiccup said. "That is if I don't keep getting more orders."

"Good luck." Saro said, jogging off. Astrid watched her run off and she looked at Hiccup.

"Again, I repeat," Astrid said. "She is defiantly hiding something."

"What could she be hiding?" Hiccup asked, lifting a heavy warhammer up to its place on the weapon rack. He grunted as he heaved but he couldn't find himself to get it up there. Astrid jumped off from the counter and walked over to him. She placed to hands on the weapon and hoisted it up to its rack, right out of Hiccup's arms.

"You know you didn't hear dragon." Astrid said. "She said something else."

"Maybe it's a word they use from her home." Hiccup said.

"Still." Astrid said. She pointed a finger at his chest. "Aren't you wondering about her? You know she's been acting weird ever since she came to this island. I know she told us some stuff about her, but she hasn't told all of it. Aren't you the least bit suspicious?"

Hiccup grabbed her hand and lowered it.

"I think she's just traumatized by her father disowning her and she doesn't want to share her memories of her home. Maybe she's trying to forget it all together." Hiccup told her. Astrid raised a brow. "Look, I don't know, I do wonder where she actually comes from. I mean, I know she's not from this area or maybe the islands around, but she does have her personal space just like the rest of us."

Astrid sighed in defeat, knowing that he was right, yet again.

"I hate it when you're right." He heard her say.

"So what? You're going to punch me for being right?" Hiccup joked. As if on cue, a hard punch was delivered to his shoulder. He clutched it. "Ow!"

"Well, you asked for it." Astrid said. Hiccup got the double meaning but only glared at her. She was about to leave before placing a light kiss on his cheek. "That's for…everything else."

She ran out of the Forge, leaving a stunned but happy Hiccup who brushed his hand across his reddened cheeks.

"My Gods, what is she doing to me?"

Nearby, Saro was strolling around in the village. The Terrible Terror was now up and roaming around. weaving in and around her legs. Saro chuckled as the little dragon hopped around, flying a bit at times.

"You sure have a lot of energy." She commented. The Terror squabbled in comment, trekking around her left leg. "Oi! Watch it, I might trip."

The Terror, being mischievous as always, plopped down right when her left foot was going up. Next thing she knew, she was on the ground, flat on her stomach.

"Should've seen that coming." Saro grunted as she forced her way up. She found the Terror prancing up to her. "You're small but full of mischief aren't you little fry?"

An odd thing for her to say, but she suddenly smiled as she found the name for the Terror.

On that day, she christened the Terrible Terror 'Smallfry.'

To be continued.

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