Ryu Hizume: Yeah, I agree. I want to see Hiccup sick in an episode of "Race to the Edge" sometime. :)

Markiplier is My Senpai: Haha, thanks! :D I like writing about a sick Hiccup...I know I'm weird. :P

Lightclaw's Shadow: I know, right? I don't like Dagur...

Toothless801: Thanks! :D MAKE. DAGUR. PAY! DAGUR YOU...YOU...WOMBAT! Ha, insulting Dagur is fun. :) FUTURE HICCSTRID, YES! Lots of HICCSTRID! ALL THE HICCSTRID! HICCSTRID FOR THE WIN! :D I love Hiccstrid, if you can't tell. XD And thanks! I don't honestly think Dagur is all heartless. I mean...he and Hiccup used to be brothers. I kinda feel sorry for Dagur, in some ways...but on the other hand...LET'S INSULT HIM AGAIN! :D :D :D

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ScarletNightFury: Yeah, haha. He was totally deadpan...deeerp. Poor Hiccup. :(

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Astrid knocked on the door to Hiccup's house the next morning, waiting for his response. "Hiccup," she called. "Are you up?"

There was no answer, which she had been partially expecting. He was probably sleeping, but sleeping or not, she had to find out whether or not he was okay so she could determine if she needed to send someone back to Berk to get help.

She knocked again, getting the same results. "I'm opening the door now, Hiccup," she said, and pushed the door open a moment later.

What she saw shocked her. Toothless was lying on the floor, seemingly asleep, but something was definitely wrong. He was in a bizarre position, almost as if he had crashed to the floor and fell asleep. Astrid strode towards him, trying to figure out what the problem was, but then she saw it. A dart, lodged into Toothless' leg. Astrid looked at it curiously for a moment.

That was not good.

She instantly turned and raced up the stairs. If Toothless was unconscious with a sleeping dart in his leg, there must have been some sort of reason. Someone had attacked, right under her nose.

She hoped beyond hope that she would find Hiccup upstairs, but she found nothing. The bed was empty.

He was gone.

She raced back downstairs, trying to make sense of it. Who would attack? It didn't matter who, exactly. What mattered was that they found out soon.

"Hiccup!" she shouted, just in case he was somewhere else and could hear her shouting. No response. "HICCUP!" she shouted, louder the second time. Still nothing.

She was panicking. He was gone, and more than that, he was sick. Whoever kidnapped him wasn't going to pity him, obviously. Kidnappers normally weren't patient or kind.

She then noticed a note on the table, and she picked it up, examining it, looking for clues. Once she read over the words written on the paper, her heart skipped a beat.

Hello! I have Hiccup! If you want him alive, you'll present yourselves, the thingamajig I want, and information on how to use it! You have one week to get it to me, or I'll kill Hiccup.

Have a nice day! :)

-Dagur the Deranged

Astrid wanted to scream in fury. Dagur took Hiccup. How dare he? She shrieked in anger and frustrated fury, crumpling the note and throwing it across the room. She wanted to find Dagur, cut off his legs, cauterize the wounds, chop off his arms, cauterize those wounds, stab him in the stomach, throw him off a cliff, stab him in the chest, and then finally throw him down a waterfall to be killed by Thunderdrums or scorched to death by Scauldrons.

Dagur had captured Hiccup before, but never when he was sick, and it made Astrid furious.

And wasn't that just the underestimate of the year?

She turned and ran back towards Toothless. She pulled the sleeping dart out of his leg, found the bucket of water from upstairs, and dumped it over the Night Fury's head. The dragon roared indignantly and shot to his feet, looking around frantically.

"Hey, hey hey!" Astrid shouted, waving her hands in front of Toothless' face to get his attention. Toothless froze, sniffing her hands. "Dagur has Hiccup," Astrid said.

Toothless roared.

"I know, I know!" Astrid shouted. "I want to kill him, too! Dagur, of course, not Hiccup, although I might flatten him anyways...NEVERMIND. Come on, let's get the others!"

She turned and raced back out of the house, towards the houses of her friends with Toothless following her closely. They only had a week before Dagur killed Hiccup, and she wasn't going to waste any time. Every second was valuable.

They had to get him back, before it was too late.

…

At first, when Dagur got Hiccup back to the ship and had the boy's hands tied behind his back, Dagur was sure that capturing Hiccup when he was sick was probably one of the best ideas he ever had.

Until Hiccup woke up halfway through the voyage. That was when Dagur started to doubt that his idea had been a good one.

He had expected Hiccup to try to escape, or shout for help as if someone could hear him, but instead, he simply stood up, stumbled towards the side of the ship, and threw up.

It was then that Dagur thought maybe they did have a problem, especially with how violent the sea was being, tossing and turning as if there were no tomorrow. They weren't even close to getting to the rest of their armada.

Hiccup coughed. "Why tie me?" he grumbled, glancing over at Dagur. "What do you expect me to do? Cough you to death?"

Dagur blinked. Sick or not sick, he supposed Hiccup would always be sarcastic, but at the same time…

UGH. He really needed to stop feeling sorry for his prisoners.

"Untie him," Dagur growled. "There's no reason to keep him tied."

Savage nodded faintly and stepped forward, taking a dagger off his belt and using it to cut away Hiccup's bindings. Hiccup rubbed his wrists as soon as the ropes were off.

"Thanks," he muttered. He sank to the ground and stayed there, leaning against the side of the ship. "How much longer?" he slurred.

"As long as it takes," Dagur said in response. "When your friends yet here, we'll make a trade."

Dagur expected Hiccup to protest, but instead, Hiccup shrugged. "My friends are going to kick you and your armada into next month," he said subconsciously. "They don't like it when you capture me, especially Astrid. She'll probably wring your throat and then kick you into next month."

Dagur shrugged. "Possibly," he said. "But what if I killed her first?"

That got Hiccup's attention, and the boy shot into a sitting position again, staring at Dagur, for the first time since the journey's begin, looking fully aware of everything Dagur was saying.

"Hurt her," Hiccup said, "and I will kick you into next month."

"That's the thing," Dagur said. "I have a plan. I'll knock your little friends out of the sky with catapults, and let the ocean finish them off. Sleeping darts to the dragons, maybe I'll use darts to the riders, too. Send them to the ocean for them to drown...or maybe I'll drag them all back here and kill them, one by one, right in front of you. How does that - OWWW!"

He didn't have time to finish his thought, because Hiccup picked up a hammer from the deck and threw it at Dagur. Dagur clutched his leg and hopped on one foot, glaring at Hiccup.

Hiccup rolled his eyes. His smugness was cut short when Dagur kicked him roughly in the ribs, but the more Dagur thought about it, it wasn't actually Hiccup's fault. He was defending himself, that was all.

I shouldn't have kidnapped him, Dagur thought to himself. I should have left him. Because so far, it wasn't worth it. Going through all the trouble to kidnap Hiccup when he was this sick was simply not worth it.

But it was too late to change his mind. He had Hiccup now, and he certainly wasn't going to give him back. His friends were probably already on their way.

Hiccup cried out at the force of Dagur's kick, and Dagur was frustrated with him more than anything. He didn't want to pity Hiccup, but he didn't want to fight him exactly. He told Hiccup before that he didn't care about sporting, but...

"Tie him again!" Dagur shouted at his men. "And put him below decks!"

While Dagur's followers raced to do as Dagur had ordered, Dagur limped back towards Savage. "If he gives you any trouble," Dagur said, "you have my permission to knock him out."

Savage nodded. "With darts, or with hammer?"

"With whichever one is more painful."