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This is it. The last chapter... I can't believe I have to end it, but it's just part of writing a story. It has to end some time. I hope you all liked it, because I did. I won't be posting a new story soon, I first want to change what I have into something better. I won't change the whole plot of Black Hollow, Be there fore you and this story, I'll just change anything that will make the chapters better.

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- Ami

- RisingStar313

- Doomsday BeamXD

- Guest

- Phoenixofmyth

- Kaddlin

- britney s

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Dislaimer: I don't own HTTYD nor its characters

When the sun started to set, Ruffnut and Tuffnut decided it was time to head back home, if they wanted to be in time for dinner. So they steered Barf and Belch in the direction of Berk, but suddenly, the Zippleback wouldn't listen. It's heads moved into every direction, as if it had heard a sound, but couldn't locate where it was coming from. Just then, the same sound was heard by the dragon, and now it recognized and located it. It was a Zippleback call, and it came from the direction of the open sea. Ignoring the questions and complaints from its riders, it flew south, towards the sound.

Ruffnut and Tuffnut looked at each other. What had gotten into their dragon?

'Home is the other way, butt-heads!' Tuffnut said, and he tried to get the dragon to go in the other direction, the one that led towards Berk. But he was stopped by his sister.

'No, wait!' she said, and then she pointed to something that was in down at the sea. 'Look!'

At first, Tuffnut didn't see anything, because of the sun. But when he squinted his eyes, he could see a speck in the distance. As they flew nearer, the speck changed into the form of a sailboat-like structure. And after another while, Tuffnut could make out the people that were on the raft – he guessed it was a raft. There were four people. Three were the bulky, Viking-like size. The other was small and tiny compared to the other three, just like… Hiccup. Realization hit the twins as a hammer in the face. They'd found them! They'd actually found them! And they were alive too! The twins couldn't hide their smiles when they'd reached the raft. They could now see each other clearly. Mulch and Bucket seemed a bit tired, and Hiccup seemed exhausted. Maybe it was because he looked beaten up as well. And then there was that woman who looked vaguely familiar to Ruffnut and Tuffnut. But they couldn't think of how they would know each other. She was holding Hiccup by his shoulders, as if he would collapse if she didn't. Which wouldn't be too strange, compared to the condition he appeared to be.

It was Ruffnut who asked they question she and Tuffnut wanted to ask right away when they'd found them: 'What happened?'

The woman only smiled a little, and Hiccup looked at his feet. Bucket and Mulch looked at each other before Mulch answered: 'Let's tell that once we're back on Berk, because it's a long story.

Meanwhile, Hiccup had sat down, not being able to stand much longer.

'You okay?' Tuffnut asked. Hiccup looked up to see the worried expression Tuffnut had. He couldn't believe he was actually seeing this. Just out of the blue they saw the twins flying on Barf and Belch not so far away from them, and they actually came when Hiccup had called, but now Tuffnut was showing concern as well. This had to be some kind of cruel dream. But when he'd pinched himself he was convinced that it was all real. They had come to save them, and Tuffnut was really worrying about Hiccup.

Remembering that Tuffnut had asked him if he was okay, he nodded. He obviously wasn't, but Tuffnut could see it was just to tell him he needed some rest, so he didn't bother about it much.

'So… Are we far away from Berk?' Mulch asked. Tuffnut turned his attention towards said Viking.

'On a raft, yes. On a dragon, not so much,' he responded.

'I guess we could give you guys a lift?' Ruffnut said. They all nodded, and the woman who was with Mulch, Bucket and Hiccup looked around, and handed the dragon a thick vine when she'd found it.

'This'll do,' she said. Ruffnut and Tuffnut nodded, and patted their dragon's necks. The dragon turned around, and at a gentle pace, they went towards Berk.

Snotlout, Astrid and Fishlegs were sitting at their table in the Great Hall, eating their dinner.

'I wonder where the twins are?' Fishlegs asked. They hadn't seen them for a while, and he was beginning to worry about them.

Snotlout looked up from his chicken leg, and said: 'Nah, I don't care. Less people means more food after all!' But then he saw the glares Astrid and Fishlegs were giving him. 'And besides, I saw them take off on Barf and Belch over an hour ago,' he quickly added.

'I'm still worried though,' Fishlegs said. 'I don't want another two of us going missing.' He looked down at his plate. Normally, he would have a Viking-like appetite. But now he wasn't in the mood. They'd heard that they would look tomorrow, and if they didn't find Bucket, Mulch and Hiccup by the end of that day, they would be declared dead. And just the thought of no Hiccup around to help him with dragon problems – if he ever had them – and other stuff, was hard to accept. Fishlegs glanced towards Astrid, and saw that she had a hard time accepting it too. Since she'd met Toothless, she and Hiccup had been like best friends. Even more than best friends after a while. Of all the people on Berk, Stoick and Astrid would have the hardest time with accepting the loss of Hiccup. And of all the dragons, well, it would be Toothless of course.

Everyone was startled when the doors of the Hall suddenly opened. They all looked up from their meals to see who'd been that late for dinner. But when Mulch entered, Bucket following in tow, everyone started to murmur. But then everyone realized what was happening, and one by one they started to cheer and welcome them back home.

Stoick was first shocked to see his most loyal friends just walking into the Hall, but then he started to look for the person that had to be with them: Hiccup. Just like Astrid, Snotlout, Fishlegs and Gobber he made his way towards the entrance. And there he stood. He looked like he could need a lot of rest, but he stood there. Overwhelmed with joy, Stoick took his son in a bone-crushing hug. Oh how he'd missed the presence of his son. Hiccup's scent filled his nostrils, and he couldn't think of a time he'd been happier than this. He closed his eyes to let this happening sink in. But when he opened them again, he was meted with a sight he'd never expected to see again. There, in the opening of the Great Hall, stood Valhallarama. His Valhallarama. His wife. Hiccup's mother. The woman he'd missed every day since that day twelve years ago. She stood just a few feet away from him. Their gazes met, and it was as if everything around Stoick disappeared. He gently let go of Hiccup, and walked over towards her. When he was standing in front of her, he searched for the words he wanted to say, but the only thing that managed to leave his mouth was: 'Valla.' And then, to everyone's utter surprise, he fainted.

She watched him come closer to her. She couldn't believe that this was really, actually happening! She never thought she would see her husband ever again, and there they were. Standing in front of each other, not able to find the words to say. But then he found one: 'Valla.' And he fell. Stoick the Vast actually fainted.

'Stoick!' she said while she rushed over to him. He was already trying to get up again, and Valhallarama supported him. Their eyes locked, and when they were standing up right again, he touched her cheek gently. 'You're alive…' he said, while tears filled his eyes. Valhallarama felt her own eyes watering as well. She'd dreamed of this moment every day, and now it was really happening. The one thing she'd wanted for the past years of her life more than anything, and now her wish came true.

'But… How?' Stoick asked. Valhallarama smiled. She'd been asked that question a lot lately, but she didn't mind to answer it. But first she led him towards his seat.

'This is going to be a long story.'

Just like Hiccup had expected, his mother was doing just fine. She'd told him that she was afraid of what would happen when they, and especially she, would just appear out of the blue in the Great Hall. Hiccup managed to convince her that everything would be okay, and that she didn't need to worry. Eventually she listened to him, and now she was telling everyone her story.

He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. After years, he and his father managed to get as near as possible to the bond family use to have, and his mother managed to do that in just a few moments. As if she'd never been away in the first place. He knew that she and his father had a past together, but still. Didn't he and his father have that too? Before they became so distant towards each other? Why did they make it seem like his dad liked her more than him? Why did Hiccup suddenly felt so alone?

'You okay?' Hiccup turned around to see Astrid looking worriedly at him. No, I've been stuck on an island for Thor knows how long, found out my mother is still alive after twelve years of thinking she wasn't, got almost boiled by Scauldrons, spent almost an entire day on a self-made raft at sea, and last of all it seems like my parents are better off without me, because they don't seem to care at all that I'm a part of the family too.

'Yeah, I'm okay,' Hiccup said. Astrid looked at him and it seemed like she didn't buy it.

'You look like you haven't eaten properly for a while, which is understandable, you looked beaten up and you're probably on the verge of passing out. Don't tell me you're okay.'

Hiccup sighed. Sometimes, just like this one, Astrid could read him like an open book.

'All right. I'm just tired, that's all,' he said when he thought he'd closed the book.

'Hiccup, you and I both know that's just a fraction of how you feel,' Astrid said while she looked at him sternly, one hand on her hip. 'I'll get you something to eat, and then you'll tell me the whole story.' Before Hiccup could protest, she quickly kissed him on the lips before she went to get him a plate of food.

Hiccup looked around, and when his gaze landed on his parents, he saw them standing there happily. She was telling her story, and he had his arm wrapped around her shoulders, as if he would never let her go again. They looked like the perfect couple.

Meanwhile, Astrid had returned, and she ushered him towards a table in the far corner of the Hall.

'Come on,' she said when he first didn't move. When he'd sat down, she put the plate in front of him.

'Eat,' she ordered.

'I'm not hungry.'

'Please Hiccup. I don't know what happened, and I don't know how you're feeling right now, because you won't open up to me. So please, Hiccup. Because I don't know how else I can help you,' Astrid begged. Hiccup looked at her, and saw the sadness and worry in her eyes.

She was right. Of course she was. In the end, she's always right. She couldn't do much to help him, so at least he could accept the help she gave. He took a few bites, and when Astrid was satisfied, she asked: 'So… You want to tell me your story?'

And he did. He told her how they ended up in that storm. He told her about their days on the island. He told her how he'd met his mother. How he'd learned about the Scauldrons. How he came up with a plan to finally go home and how it almost went wrong. He told her everything he'd experienced the past few days, and she listened. She didn't interrupt him, and she kept her questions for when he was done.

Stoick Had kept an eye on his son while he was listening to Valla's story. He couldn't help but feel proud when she told everyone how Hiccup had tried to get them away from the island, and he felt worried when she told everyone how it almost went wrong. But he knew he didn't have to worry, because here they were, all okay. Sort of.

Stoick could see how everything had made quite an impact on Hiccup, and Stoick vowed to help him change back into the person he was before all this happened. Because the Hiccup he saw now, remembered him of the Hiccup he used to know in the years after Valhallarama's death. He was trying to isolate himself from the rest of the world, and found it hard to open up.

How that had happened, Stoick didn't know. But what he did know, was that Hiccup would be just fine.

And Toothless?

He'd sensed when his Hiccup had returned, and he wanted nothing more than to run up to him and tackle him. But then saw how exhausted Hiccup was, and how he'd changed. And that was when he knew that Hiccup needed some time alone. But the time would come that he and Hiccup could be like they were before he went missing, and Toothless would be waiting for that day to happen. And when it did, he would never let Hiccup go again.

A/N

Like I'd said, I won't be posting another story soon, but I wanted to tell you that I'm thinking of an Rise of the Guardians and How to Train Your Dragon crossover. I'm already writing out the plot, but first I want to fix my other stories...

Thank you all for reading this story, and I hope to see you next time!

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