OMG! It took me so long to write this. I'm super excited for this story. BTW: I have some important school stuff coming up, so I might not be able to get a lot of writing done. Anyways, here is chapter 3. I own nothing.

Chapter 3

Stoick made his way towards Gobber's blacksmith shop.

"Why, hello, Stoick! Nice to see you out and about. How is our little hero doing?"

"He's still asleep, but other than that, just fine," said Stoick.

"What is it I can do for you?" Gobber asked.

"I want to get to know my son. I have ignored him for 14 years now, I want to change. The only person who really knows him is you,"

Gobber smiled. "Sit down. There is a lot to tell about that child of yours."

Stoick sits.

"Now, the first thing you need to know about Hiccup is that he's brilliant. He is the smartest kid I have ever known, and most of his inventions do work. He's also very good with his hands. That's why he's my apprentice. He's an amazing artist, the kids got a gift. Drawing comes naturly to him. Hiccup is also way to kind. He believes in second chances, even if the person doesn't deserve it. But, he does have a good memory. If you do something to him, he'll remember it.

He's very gentle, after all he did train a Night Fury. He's a big dreamer, after all, all of those inventions he's thought up take some serious creativity. Hiccup is also very good at hiding his emotions, and never wants to come off as weak. He does love to talk, though. Only to the right people, of course. People he can trust. That's another thing about him, he doesn't trust easily."

I noticed. Stoick thought.

"Another thing about him is he can be very sneaky. After all, he did somehow hide a Night Fury on the island. He absolutely hates to be coddled or babied, so make sure to do that. Drives him up the wall."

"Wait, what do you mean he's sneaky?"

"Sometimes he skips meals and doesn't sleep at all sometimes. That's usually when something is bothering him. But, you have to really know the signs when he does that, because like I said, he's very good at hiding his emotions."

"What are some of the signs?"

"Well, he will usually have deep purple circles under his eyes. Also, you will notice that he gets skinnier. He also looses energy. I remembered one time when he didn't sleep or eat for three days. He passed out in the back room. Nearly gave me a heart attack."

Stoick raised his eyebrows. "Why didn't you tell me my son passed out?"

"Hiccup begged me not to tell you. He said that he already caused enough trouble in your life already, he didn't need to add to it."

"He didn't say that," Stoick said, shaking his head, "No, he couldn't have."

Gobber gave a dry chuckle. "I don't think you've noticed, but Hiccup has a low self-esteem. It doesn't help that all of the village kids gang up on him and beat him."

"They do what!?" Stoick raised his voice.

"The village kids used to regularly beat him up. And pretty bad too. One time, he came into the forge covered in mud with a broken wrist and a black eye. He also had a limp from where they kicked him. I really did feel bad for him, but Hiccup refused to let me fix him up. I told you, he hates being coddled."

Anger boiled inside of Stoick. "How come, I never knew?"

"Because Hiccup asked me not to tell you."

"Odin," Stoick muttered under his breath, "My poor boy."

"There's so much to tell about Hiccup." Gobber said. "The main thing is to gain his trust. He's been beaten, abandoned, forgotten, and just about everything in between. So, be gentle with him. He needs some time to recuperate."

"Thank you, Gobber." Stoick stands up, shaking hands with his best friend. "I should get back to my son, now."

As Stoick was walking out, Gobber called after him, "One more thing about him. You can tell when he's lying or nervous when he chews on his bottom lip or tucks strands of his hair behind his right ear. That should help if you ever ask him questions in the furture."

Stoick nodded and thanked Gobber once more before he walked back up to his home. As he opened up the door, he heard a noise. He ran up to Hiccup's bedroom, opened the door, and was greeted by the sight of an awake Hiccup scratching Toothless behind the ears.

"Hiccup," Stoick breathed. "How are you? Are you in pain? Do you need anything? Cold? Hungry?"

"Dad," said Hiccup, "I'm just fine."

"I'm sorry," Stoick said, walking over to Hiccup's bed. "I was just so worried about you."

Hiccup blushed, looking down. "You shouldn't be."

Stoick raised an eyebrow. "You're my only son, you fell over 1,000 feet and have been unconscious over a week, now. I should be worried."

Hoccup's blushed deepened. It was adorable. "Well, I'm fine."

Stoick cupped Hiccup's chin, forcing him to look Stoick in the eyes. "You will be. How long have you been awake?"

"Not long." Hiccup pulled away. He remembered what Gobber said. Doesn't like to show emotion and doesn't trust easily.

"Well," Stoick said, pushing Hiccup's shoulders down on the mattress and pulling the blanket up to his chin. "It's time for our little hero to get some more rest. Ok?"

Hiccup nodded sleepily. After a few minuets of Stoick running his hands through Hiccup's hair in a comforting manor, Hiccup was asleep.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Stoick raced down to open the door. There stood Spitlout, taking deep breaths as if he had run around the island twenty times.

"Stoick. Outcast. Ships. Spotted. Near, near, the horizon." He swolled. "They offered us a truce, though. They would leave Berk in peace, and even become our allies."

"What's the price?" Allies with the outcasts sounded tempting, since the more allies the better. But, that all came with a high cost.

"They want Hiccup. If we give him to them, they will leave in peace. If we don't, they will try to destroy Berk."

Stoick froze. They wanted his son. His only boy. The only thing left of Val. His baby boy. This could not happened. Hiccup was staying on Berk, where he belonged.

"I will not give my son up." Stoick said firmly.

Then, they heard shouting down at the docks. Fighting, curses, and the usual sounds of battle were at the docks.

"Spitlout, get all of the droops and dragons. Defend Berk. I'm going to go protect my son."

"Stoick! We need you out there!"

Stoick thought. "I'll guard up the hill, so if they come close, then I'll grab Hiccup. Alright?"

And then the battle started.

Little did Chief Stoick know that this was what Alvin was hoping. To get Stoick away from his son.

He crept in through the window. He bounded Toothless' legs and arms together so quickly the dragon didn't even know what was going on. Then, Alvin tied up Hiccup, threw him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and madeh is escape.

Alivin had Hiccup.

Well, that's it folks! Don't worry, I won't leave you hanging! Please review, and while your waiting for an update, just take a look at some of my other stories. * offers cookies and lemonade*