WHOA, actually on time here! I'm proud of myself ^.^

Hiccup watched her sleep. There was an hour, perhaps, before the sun rose and he had a promise to keep; but for now he could just breathe in sync with her. Astrid was always brimming with energy, barely contained; his heart glowed with the thought that now, as she appeared truly at peace, he loved her even more than before.

He absently combed through her hair, golden like wheat ripened by the sun. Her eyes flickered with dreaming. That would be important later; his stomach tensed with the thought that her dream foretold their lives.

Each moment seemed to last eternally, yet the hour slipped by so very first pink-orange rays of sun streamed through the window and he knew Toothless was ready and waiting. He moved slowly, to not awake his…bride. He untangled his legs from hers, tugged his arm from underneath her and edged his weight off the mattress. He dressed as quietly as he possibly could, trying not to drop anything... like usual. He was well pleased to have succeeded; still, he almost crawled back into bed with one look at her. It took one of Toothless' growls from outside to get him moving again.

Toothless crooned to the sky as they flew; Hiccup could feel his satisfaction at the kept promise. "Thought I'd forget you, bud?" Toothless rolled his eyes. Yeah, right. They dove through a cloud, effectively soaking them both in half-frozen droplets. Hiccup groaned. "Thank you for that." Toothless jerked his head upwards, and Hiccup directed them as high as he could before he got light-headed. His laugh dissolved into wind. Toothless chortled back.

They landed as the colors faded from the sky. Hiccup poured enough fish for himself for a week into Toothless' trough. "There ya go. We'll be back soon, okay?" Toothless nodded as he began to chomp on the fish. Hiccup snuck back into the house, shedding his riding gear as he went. Astrid was gazing out the window when he entered. The attendants had dressed her in a lovely green dress and bound her hair in the traditional way for married women; he noticed her headband, that he was so used to, had been switched for a band of metallic brocade; another marriage thing, he guessed.

She turned to him, a strange look on her face; not unhappy, nor angry; more accepting.

"We're going to have a lot of kids," she said.

Once more, the Vikings assembled. (There was a lot more a hung-over ones this time.)

"Tell us the dream," The Elder requested.

Astrid fiddled with her dress's sleeve. "Hiccup and I were riding on Toothless."

"What time was it?"

"Early morning; just past sunrise."

"Continue."

"We flew for a while, and then we landed at our house. Hiccup carried me through the door."

"Hm."

"Then Toothless came in, and there were baby Night Furies following after him."

Hiccup got a terrible urge to laugh.

"Hiccup picked one up and it changed into a baby."

"What did it look like?"

"It had light hair in a tuft. Kind of skinny," she smiled. "Green eyes." Her eyes twinkled at Hiccup. "Then the others changed too."

"How many were there?"

"Five."

"Including the first child?"

"Yes."

"I see."

"And Hiccup started laughing; and Toothless; and then I did. That was the end."

The Elder nodded, and turned to the Vikings. "The bride's dream has foretold a happy, warm home, and a future of many children. Amen!"

"Amen!" They echoed.

"And now, let's let the marriage between Hiccup Haddock and Astrid Hofferson be finalized with the morning-gift. Hiccup?"

He hated the idea of this. Astrid was not as thing to be bought; but money was to be paid to her as a tribute, as a beginning to her managing the finances. So he produced a bag of golden coins, bowed and gave it to her.

"And now I give thee the keys of our home as my wife and head of our home," he said, fishing out of his pocket a ring of keys. He leaned to her and pointed to each key, "To the door…the stable…my inventing trunk, if you ever feel curious… the smithy, but don't tell Gobber…"

She closed her fingers over the keys.

"And now," the Elder announced. "Astrid and Hiccup Haddock!"

The cheer rang louder than any dragon roar, even Toothless's.

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