Author's Note: Hey so I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea with where this story is going. The end goal (relationship wise) has always been and will always be Merida/Hiccup. Merida is stubborn and won't admit her feelings; Hiccup is self conscious and unsure of himself. I have always felt that Astrid helps him get over his uncertainties, but they are not going to end up together. They are young and make bad decisions but ultimately are gonna be with each other!
Merida watched Astrid leave the cliff. Glares were exchanged between them, per usual. Hiccup stood alone, the thinking face plastered over his normal one. She approached cautiously. Merida silently approached. Her hair billowing, her blue dress shimmering, and he sheath slung over her shoulder.
" You broke your promise." Hiccup looked up in surprise. "You said I would be the first to meet him. So now it is officially broken." She didn't want him to know she had seen. She wanted him to tell her. "All those people, getting pretty friendly with him before I get a chance to ride him makes me want to shoot something." A smile crept across his face.
"Well what if I told you, you cold ride your own dragon?"
"Well then I would say, you still broke your promise, but I'm listening." She was hurt he hadn't told her about Astrid, but admittedly he had other things on his mind.
Well obviously the other Viking teens would have found out, or figured out Hiccup's plan. To be fair though, they needed the help. As each teen took their own dragon, Merida set her jaw in a firm line. She hated the way Astrid was looking at Hiccup. What made matters worse, was he climbed on to the same dragon as her. She shook it off as her dragon began to rise in the air. She remembered the days of riding her horse, and knew that this was going to be just as good.
Getting to the island was easy. The dragons seemed to have a homing sense that led them straight there. As soon as they approached the island, they saw all hell was breaking loose. Hiccup relayed his plan, and everyone seemed to be fine with it. Merida let her arrows fly true, but they were no match for the dragon's hide. Luckily she had brought backup. Pulling out a sword, she began hacking the dragon in an attempt to slow it down. Merida tried to keep an eye on Hiccup, worried he might trip over his own feet, or something else as equally ridiculous and cute. But for a period of time she lost him. And then he was riding Toothless, and the huge monster was chasing the two of them. And she couldn't help because at that moment she saw what looked like the lifeless body of her father. She swooped down, hopping that these two idiots would both respectively be okay.
"Dad! Wake up! Mom will kill me if you don't come home in one piece. She'll say 'Merida, a lady does not let her father get his other leg eaten by a dragon. A bear is one thing, but a dragon is quite another!' and I don't want a huge history lesson on that!" She was crying at this point, shaking him.
"No I suppose you don't want that." He responded weakly. Merida was so relived.
"Don't you move, dad. I'm gonna go help Hiccup. You stay here!" He just nodded, a fainant smile playing at his lips. As Merida turned around she watched in horror as Hiccup and Toothless were swallowed by pure fire. Then everyone was consumed by the ash and smoke.
It was silent. Merida held her breath, waiting for the cloud to clear. Finally, she was able to make out a dragon figure. Toothless. It was heartbreaking. Stoick the vast suddenly seemed so small.
"I did this. I'm so sorry." Merida bit back a sob that threatened to overwhelm her as Stoick's voice cracked a farewell. Then, because sometimes the world gives you a miracle, Toothless unfolded his wings to reveal a breathing Hiccup.