All right, here we go!

Chapter Six: Epidemic

Darkness. Warmth. Ultimate comfort. Deep sleep doesn't come often but when it does, it's the most satisfying thing a person can experience. Nothing in the world is better than being burrowed under the covers, snuggled up beside your loved one-

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Hiccup jerked violently, half sitting up on his arms to locate the disruptive sound. Toothless jerked from his rock bed and growled toward the downstairs. Astrid sharply inhaled at Hiccup's jerked movements and tried to sit up when the banging continued.

"What…" Astrid asked groggily.

That's when the shouting registered: "CHIEF! CHIEF HICCUP, HELP WE NEED YOU! CHIEF!"

Hiccup tore off the covers and scrambled for his prosthetic and some clothes. Something was happening, something huge; nobody came screaming for their chief in the wee hours of the morning for nothing. Within seconds Hiccup had thrown the door open and pounded down the stairs, the sound of his prosthetic slamming against the wood echoing through the quiet house. He charged to the front door and threw it open to reveal…

"Erick?"

Erick sighed in relief, but fear was etched deeply into his face. "Chief…" He began breathlessly, choking on air. Hiccup realized Charger was with Signa for an early morning flight, so the boy had had to run all the way here from his house. "W-we need help, the healer and the Goethi, somebody who can help, anyone-"

"Erick, Erick!"Hiccup rested his hands on the boy's shoulders and looked at him firmly. "Slow down. What's wrong?"

Erick rubbed his forehead to try to calm down. Finally he looked back up at the chief and rasped, "It's my dad. H-he didn't feel well when they went home last night so he went to bed early, but…" Erick swallowed thickly. "H-he's had a fever all night and m-my mom said he'd be fine by morning and then he started coughing and… S-she sent me to get help b-but I didn't know who to-"

"Hey hey, it's okay," Hiccup interrupted the distressed young man. "You were right to come to me. Is he still home?" Erick nodded and Hiccup pulled him inside. "All right, give me thirty seconds to change." Erick nodded and Hiccup turned to sprint up the stairs, blowing past Finn and Adrianna standing in the middle of the stairs in confusion. To Astrid, who'd already quickly dressed, he commanded, "Go get Mara to the Larson's house. Right now."

Astrid nodded and tromped back down the stairs, snatched her coat off its hook and ran outside to the barn. Erick watched through the open door as she flew away on Stormfly, his heart pounding and throat tightly constricted.

"Erick?" Erick jumped and turned to see Adrianna standing at the bottom of the stairs. He vaguely noticed she was only wearing a nightdress, but worry caused him to ignore that fact. Adrianna carefully stepped up to him as if he was a dangerous dragon. Wondering if he looked that freaked out, he cleared his throat and looked at his snow-covered boots. "What's wrong?"

Erick swallowed thickly again. "My dad's sick…" He sighed heavily, looking back out the door as Toothless ran down the stairs and began pawing at the snow outside irritably. "I-I don't know what's wrong…"

"I'm sure everything's okay…" Adrianna moved to wrap her arms around him but Erick jerked back and stepped away from her.

"No no, don't touch me!" Erick's teal eyes widened suddenly and he stepped away from Finn on his other side. "What if whatever he has is contagious? Gods, what if I get you s-"

"Let's not go assuming things, buddy." Hiccup said as he tromped noisily back down the stairs. "It's probably just a common sickness. Come on, we'll go talk to Mara. You two stay here-"

"But I want to come!" Adrianna argued.

Hiccup watched Erick nearly run outside before turning to his two kids. "No, because if this is something serious, I won't risk you two getting sick. It's still early besides; stay here, get something to eat, wake up a bit. Treat it as a normal day."

"Well, it's not every day another teen comes pounding on our door at five am, dad." Finn raised an eyebrow.

Hiccup sighed, "Please, just do as I say. I have to help Erick now. I won't force you to do anything, but I trust you both enough to do as I ask. So please, until further notice, just stay away from the Larsons'. Alright?"

Finn nodded immediately, not too keen on the idea of getting sick. Adrianna frowned pitifully at her bare toes before Hiccup lifted her chin with a single finger to raise a questioning eyebrow at her. She finally sighed, "Okay."

"Thank you." Hiccup kissed his daughter's forehead before tugging some gloves over his hands. "I'll send you word once we know what's going on." With that he ran outside and jumped into his saddle. The Haddock twins watched him offer a hand to Erick, who almost nervously took it and climbed on Toothless' back behind the chief. With a strong gust of wind from Toothless' wings, the Haddock household shrank below them. The village loomed closer within seconds and from the corner of his eye, Hiccup could already see Astrid and Stormfly heading to the Larsons' home from the direction of the healer's.

Hiccup set his jaw as Erick's house loomed closer and he hoped and prayed that whatever Olaf had wasn't too serious.

Finn ground his teeth together impatiently, his head in his hands as he stared at the table top. He prayed to every god he could think of for mercy from this ultimate torture, this inexpressible torment…

"By the gods good graces, can just sit down?" He finally griped to his sister whose pacing was driving him absolutely bonkers. "You're stressing me out!"

"It's been four hours!" Adrianna cried from the window. "What do you want me to do?"

"I think I just stated what I want you to do very clearly. Or did you not hear me?"

"Oh I'm sorry if I can't just sit still when things fall apart."

"Things aren't falling apart! Stop blowing things out of proportion all the time." Finn rolled his eyes. "It's just a winter sickness, nothing dad can't fix. Have a little faith."

"And you should stop being so overly confident. Who's to say it's some simple sickness?" Adrianna shot back. "This is Olaf Larson we're talking about! We've known his since we were toddlers! Heck, he's been a good friend to mom and dad for years, even sat with them at the same table yesterday! Or can you not remember all the way back to yesterday?"

Finn growled low in his throat, arching backwards in his chair and nearly clawing at his eyes. "Gods, you're soannoying!"

"And you're a selfish brat!"

"Selfish?! Who're you calling selfish?"

"The only obnoxious hothead in the room at the moment."

"And you're the over-emotional, gullible, cheeky blonde that can't just act normal. That's right—eat my dirt." Finn smirked.

"Careful Finn," Adrianna smirked back. "Snot is not becoming." Finn flushed angrily, but a loud screech interrupted him.

A Terrible Terror crawled through a messenger opening with a small piece of paper tied to its ankle. Finn jumped from his chair and tried to snatch up the dragon, but it growled at his aggression and crawled up Adrianna's leg. She smiled at him smugly and untied the note. Finn crossed his arms in annoyance, making a face at the preening dragon.

Adrianna's face fell and she looked up at him, his own malicious expression fading. She turned the note around for him to see and aloud, he read:

Come to the Great Hall immediately. –Dad

Finn looked up at his sister from the note and wordlessly, they made their way to the door, Terrible Terror in tow. They jogged to the barn and instantly saddled up, not even taking the time to greet their dragons or pet their snouts. If their dad told them to come to the Great Hall without further explanation, then surely something bad was happening.

Less than five minutes later, they landed at the top of the stairs and ran inside the Hall. And what they saw stopped them in their tracks.

Most of the tables in the Great Hall had been moved to one side of the Hall, nearly emptying the other side. And on the empty side were a series of cots and make-shift beds along the cobblestone floor. Hiccup and Astrid were standing toward the center firepit, talking to council members. The words "sickness" and "unknown" wafted toward them, but neither teenager could properly discern what their father was saying. The Larson family was there with Olaf lying on a bed toward the back. Adrianna made a move toward them, but Finn suddenly caught her arm, his eyes firm on the closest bed to them. Mara, the village healer, and Elder Goethi were attending to one woman in particular that made Adrianna's heart leap.

"Svala?" Adrianna stepped forward. Svala Thorston… she was newly pregnant! She couldn't be sick! Her usually golden skin was pale and sweaty while Tuffnut sat the opposite side of the Elder and healer, holding his wife's hand. Adrianna couldn't stand the sight as she ran forward, "Svala!"

Hiccup stepped between her and the sanctioned area, effortlessly blocking her view. "Addie, hold on. Sweetie… Finn." He sighed slowly and looked each of them in the eyes. "This is more serious than we hoped." Hiccup cast a long, worried look around the Hall for a moment. "Your mom told me that Mara couldn't come to the Larsons because a few others had come to her around the same time. Mostly adults—there's one teenager…"

"Who?" Adrianna demanded instantly.

Hiccup watched her carefully. "Taryn." Addie's eyes widened and Finn gawked at him.

"What? No, she was fine last night, she was sitting at our table-"

"Finn…" Hiccup rested a hand on his shoulder. "I don't have answers. Mara and the Elder don't know what it is yet. But this area is now quarantined. From here on out, until this sickness is gone, no one can come near those who are sick."

"What about Erick? Is he sick?" Adrianna asked impatiently.

Hiccup sighed. "Not as of right now… but he won't leave Olaf's side. Can you blame him?"

"But what if he gets sick-"

"Addie, if I got this and was laid down on a mat, would you leave my side despite the risks?" Adrianna remained silent and Hiccup gently pulled her to his side. "I don't blame him. Mara said he could stay, as could his mother, but she'd have to keep a close eye on them."

Finn quietly asked, "So if this is quarantined, why did you call us here?"

"Because I need both of you to do me a favor," Hiccup turned to both of them again. "People usually come here for meals. We need everyone to know that they cannot, under any circumstances, come in. We need to prevent the spread of this sickness as much as possible."

"What if we've already been exposed?" Finn asked impatiently.

A sharp poke of a staff at his hip made him jerk and the Elder yanked him down by the collar. She opened Finn's mouth and stuck her tongue out at him. Finn raised an eyebrow and Hiccup said, "Stick out your tongue." Finn complied and within seconds, the Elder waved him off. "Good, you're clear for now. Addie?" The Goethi checked her next and she too was healthy. Then the Elder turned a wary eye up at the chief. "Goethi, I'm f-Ah…" The twins snickered as the small elderly woman nearly yanked their tall father to his knees and also checked his throat.

"Remind me never to get on your bad side," Finn smirked. The Goethi poked her fist in Finn's face in mock disapproval.

Adrianna turned to Hiccup curiously. "What's she looking for?"

Hiccup eyed the Goethi curiously, "We think the first signs are fever and white spots on the tongue. That seems to be what everyone has-"

"Do we know what the sickness is?"

Elder Goethi groaned low in her throat and walked away, seemingly irritated, though they assumed her frustration wasn't with them. Hiccup sighed as he watched her return to Svala. "No. We don't."

"What about a cure-"

"Listen," Hiccup interrupted. "I just need you two to fly around the village and tell as many as possible to stay home and only to come to the Great Hall if they need to see Mara. Can you guys do that for me?"

Finn shrugged. "Then what?"

Hiccup chewed his lip pensively, having a mental conversation with Horst from across the room. "We'll need to call a meeting… Also, I hate to load all of this onto you two, but can you also tell people to meet at the village square at eleven? We need to tell everyone what's going on."

Finn nodded resolutely. "Don't go to the Great Hall unless you're super sick. Meet at village square at eleven. Got it."

Adrianna followed her brother outside the hall doors and climbed into Lily's saddle. She turned just in time to hear her dad call, "And don't touch anything!" just before they took off toward the village.

In their entire lives, for as long as they could remember, the Haddock twins had never seen the village in such disarray, panic and chaos. However, they'd also never seen their father take charge over a panicked crowd before, and they were honestly impressed with his calm demeanor. Both Gobber and their mother stood on either side of him as he tried to calm the crowd, but both seemed to get more frustrated or annoyed over time. Hiccup, however, didn't waver.

Finn couldn't see himself being chief over this madness, nor could he see himself doing it so calmly. Being the chief's son, he knew the little things that his father did that showed his nervousness or frustration, usually shoving his hands through his hair or snarky, sarcastic comebacks became relentless. But here and now, all Finn saw was was a patient, firm hand that had some sort of grip over the situation.

How did he do it?

A shoulder bumped into Finn's and he looked startled at Benen, whose blue eyes shown with concern. Finn sighed heavily, casting a short glance at his sister beside him, who was twisting a lock of hair around her finger so tight that her finger turned purple.

"Why are people panicking?" Finn finally asked in a low voice.

Benen sighed. "Another dozen people went to the Great Hall since the quarantine was issued. The sickness is spreading like wildfire…"

"Do they know what it is yet?" Adrianna asked quietly. Finn had to strain to hear her for the din was so loud in the square.

Benen opened his mouth to reply before a high, sharp whistle interrupted him. The crowds gradually silenced and Finn realized it was his father who had whistled. Since when could he whistle that loud?

The pressure must have been getting to him because when Hiccup spoke, he sounded the slightest bit exasperated. "As I stated before, we're working hard to find a cure to the sickness and we're trying to contain those who are infected as best we can. Anyone with healing skills that would like to assist Mara in the Hall would be greatly appreciated, though it is not required. Please keep your children inside at all times. Anyone with amputations or lingering health problems should also stay inside, as the risk for sickness could be higher."

One man shouted from the crowd, "What about you, chief? You're an amputee!"

The crowd tittered and Finn watched his father's face carefully. Hiccup shook his head, "I'm the one exception simply because I need to help find a cure. It's as simple as that."

"What if you get sick?" another man cried out. "We can't afford to lose you-"

A few people sneered angrily at him as one replied, "As if we can afford to lose anyone! Who's to say one man is more important than another!"

"He's the chief! Young Finn is not ready to take his place! Don't you understand the implications of a village without a proper leader?" Finn felt a flare of anger in his chest as a few eyes, particularly those of his friends, shot toward him, but he stifled it.

"You have little faith! He's the grandson of Stoick the Vast, he'd be a fine chief!"

"He's not even fifteen!"

"What if he gets sick then, eh? What if all the Haddocks die? Then what?"

"Yes, because the Haddock family is the only important family on the island now, is it?"

"None of them are even sick while our friends and family are up there sick, maybe even dying! And you're talking about a new chief like-"

"ENOUGH!" Hiccup finally bellowed, and everyone visibly shook. Even Benen flinched from beside the twins. Everyone stared up at him with wide eyes, wondering with a little fear what he'd say. Finn swallowed thick and could tell that his dad was probably resisting the urge to yank on his hair.

Hiccup exhaled slowly, his eyes still dark as they slowly traveled around the square. By the time he'd looked at every area he could see, one could hear a pin drop. Finn was suddenly hit with awe at just how great of a chief his father was.

"We are here," Hiccup resumed quietly, his voice carrying like the wind. "For information purposes only. Discussing the future line of the Haddock heritage is wasting precious time, energy and quite frankly, my patience. As you well know, if anything were to happen to me, Astrid, not Finn, would take over as chief until my son comes of age." Finn saw many throats bob at those words and he seriously wanted to glean as much information from his father on becoming a great chief right then and there. "But," Hiccup added calmly. "Seeing as many of you seem to be worried about the future, I will say right here, right now, that I have complete faith in my son as my successor." Hiccup's green eyes locked on his son instantly and he smiled a little, while Finn seemed to stare up at him in shock and awe. "You can count on it."

Who was this man and what had he done with his father? Like… this was his dad right? Aw heck, this was probably just some weird, freakish dream. His parents didn't beam at him from the head platform in the Town Square in front of the entire village and all them didn't turn to look at him, some with pride and some with nods of approval. His friends didn't gape at him in surprise as if they'd missed something.

But a warm, hard squeeze to his shoulder brought him back to reality and he turned to see Benen's wide, happy smile. Finn couldn't help the large grin that spread across his face. For the first time, he suddenly felt… really glad to have the family he had. Even his sister was giving him a small, shy smile beside him.

"Anyway," Hiccup spoke and the spell broke. The villagers seemed to break out of a trance and the sounds of muffled feet on the dirt and clothing brushing together filled the air. "Like I said, we're working hard to get answers. If you run a fever, find white spots on your tongue, or generally feel like crap, come to the Great Hall. Everyone do your best to stay calm… and happy." Finn cocked an eyebrow at his father's sudden grin. "One winter when I became sick with a cold, my mother said to me these words: 'a smile keeps the healer away.' You want to know my secret to staying healthy? I'm always happy."

Astrid, the twins, Gobber, and even Benen scoffed at that statement, to which the crowd tittered with laughter. Hiccup pointed out at the crowd with a triumphant: "HA! See? We're off to a great start already!" People chuckled and Finn seriously wondered how he'd never noticed what an amazing dad he had. Hiccup finally sighed and waved a hand to dismiss them. "All right enough jokes, get outta here. But seriously, stay calm and keep your eyes peeled for symptoms in your families!"

The trio watched people retreat to their homes, mothers holding their children's hands firmly. Finn continued to stare at his dad from across the square as people spoke to him in passing.

"He is so cool," Finn remarked quietly. Benen smiled at the boy fondly.

Adrianna scoffed. "You're just now figuring this out? Gee, you really are a momma's boy."

Finn shrugged indifferently, not even pretending to care. So he loved his mother more than other guys did; so what? Choosing to remain silent, Finn walked to the platform with an unexpected extra bounce in his step. It was weird, but for the first time ever he felt like he was walking up to his father like he was someone new… someone different. Maybe he was starting to see his father as the famous man of whom everyone else in the archipelago knew and warned?

Hiccup saw him coming and smiled wide, shaking Horst's hand as he left. Maybe he was seeing his father as someone from whom he could learn? His dad patted his shoulder and said something along the lines of "crazy crowds," but the words didn't really register.

"Did you really mean that? What you said?" Finn asked, bold in a way he'd never felt before. It wasn't a loose sort of pride that proved your worth to others; this was… different.

Hiccup smiled and he rested his hands on his son's shoulders. "Every word." Hiccup pointed at Finn's chest and he quietly added, "And don't you ever forget it."

No, this was a different sort of pride. This was a burning warmth in his chest from the clear pride his father displayed of him. For his dad to say something that… that huge in front of the entire village was monumental. That his dad trusted him so much to not only stick up for him in front of everyone, both his peers and elders, but also uplift him further than he actually thought himself worthy of, at the deepest roots of himself?

For the first time in his life, Finn felt both humbled and at a loss for words. Wrapping his arms around Hiccup's chest, he pulled him into a tight hug that Stoick the Vast would nod in approval of, judging by how his dad gasped in shock.

Finn buried his face in his father's neck and whispered, "Thank you. For everything."

Hiccup's arms enclosed around him and suddenly he felt like a little kid again after scraping his knee on the ground. "For you, Finn, anything."

The hug lasted a few more seconds until Finn seemed to realize what was really happening, and he pulled away. He didn't feel weird or guilty, but the rosy cheeks of his mother made him blush. "Mom, please tell me you're not-AH!" Astrid yanked him into a tight hug and his father laughed, wrapping an arm around a silent Adrianna. "Crying… gods mom, you're getting my shirt all wet."

"Oh be quiet, you cheeky little ginger." Astrid snarked as she pulled back. She sniffed and rubbed her face along Hiccup's shoulder, completely ignoring his "urk!" of surprise and disgusted expression.

All in all, this moment was very sweet and was giving those who were still around and watching the Haddock family a lot of warm fuzzies. However, a blue Terrible Terror interrupted the sweetness by dive bombing the hugging Haddocks and attempting to repeatedly headbutt Hiccup.

"Gah!" Hiccup cried. "What are you-"

The Terror squawked and began to fly around the chief's head in tight circles. She seemed quite proud of herself for getting his attention but simply wouldn't slow down even for a second. After flying around his head like an obnoxious bee (skillfully avoiding those attempting to get her off of him) for nearly a minute, Hiccup finally spotted a tiny piece of paper tied to her leg.

"You're kidding me." he mumbled as he attempted to reach for the paper without being scratched by the Terror's talons. "Who would send a Terror this wild to deliver a message?"

Adrianna was the one who finally calmed the dragon down just enough to allow Hiccup to take the message. An untidy scrawl met his eyes and he sighed with exasperation.

"Camicazi the Crazy. I should have known." he said with a smirk as he unrolled the message.

Hiccup,

I hope it wasn't you who infected half my tribe with this nasty disease but if I find out that it was, I am ripping up our treaty and sending the entire Bog Burglar battalion to wage war on Berk and all its allies. You can't get rid of us that easily!

However if, as I suspect, it wasn't you and it's one gigantic coincidence, I thought you should know that just about everyone here is getting sick and the disease may have spread while you were here and thus, you Berkians may be infected as well.

Our healer has seen this outbreak before and she has a cure that works every time. That all being said, since we're fairly new allies and I'm not sure I trust you, I first want you to do something for us: the cure requires a special kind of eel that can be found on Eel Island. We have run out of this eel so I want you to bring us three of them (and you might want to get some for your tribe as well) and we will trade you the ingredients for the cure in return. The eel is pink and red striped and is about a foot and a half long.

DO NOT SEND SOMEONE IN YOUR PLACE! COME IN PERSON!

Send Horrorcow back with your response.

Camicazi

Hiccup looked at the tiny dragon zooming around his head and raised an eyebrow. She did seem to fit the Bog Burglars' spirit, he'd give her that. Though attempting to attach a message to her foot would probably prove to be next to impossible.

"There's a cure." he said as he handed the note to Astrid. "All I have to do is go to their island with a few eels."

"You're leaving?" Finn's eyes widened as he read the note.

"I have to, buddy." Hiccup patted his son on the head. "It'll be fine. This way I can't get infected." Finn sighed deeply as his father turned to his mother. "That means you're in charge, Astrid. Write Camicazi a response and then meet me in our old spot." he kissed her on the cheek. "I have to pack up."

As Hiccup walked off, completely ignoring his family's protests, Benen rushed to catch up with him. For a man with one leg, the Hooligan chief could certainly walk fast when he had reason to hurry.

"Hiccup, if I may, I think you should take someone along with you." Benen said as he finally walked in step with his chief (who had to slow down a bit to accommodate him).

"Finn needs to stay here. If he's going to be the next chief, he needs to practice his leadership skills." Hiccup waved a hand. "I'll be fine."

"I wasn't talking about Finn." Benen shook his head.

"Well Astrid can't leave. She's acting chief." Hiccup reminded him.

"I wasn't talking about Astrid either." Benen began to sound slightly exasperated with his friend. "Have you thought about how this outbreak is probably going to affect Anna?"

Hiccup suddenly stopped and turned to look at Benen. "You want me to take Addie? But could be a dangerous mission."

"Which is why you shouldn't go alone." Benen glanced over at Adrianna, who was talking to Astrid about something. "If you want her to recover from her ordeal, you need to start trusting her."

"I do trust her!" Hiccup responded far too quickly. "But she's only thirteen."

"As is your son. Who you just told the village you had faith in as your successor." Benen fixed the chief with a rather firm gaze. "You don't have to take my advice. But..." he paused for a moment, thinking hard about how to phrase what he had to say next. "Anna has been through quite a lot. And I've seen outbreaks claim lives by the hundreds on more than one occasion. If you want her to recover, do you think it's a good idea for her to witness that happening to her village?"

Hiccup blanched slightly at this. "Is that what you think is going to happen?"

Benen shrugged sadly. "I cannot be sure. But I don't think we should take that risk. At the very least, this could be protecting her from getting the disease herself."

Hiccup looked over at his daughter, who was talking to Erick. Even from across the village square, he could see the worry written all over her face as she spoke to her best friend, who had apparently been sent by his family to find out what had been said in the meeting. He thought back to all the times he'd held her when she'd cried over the death of someone she barely knew. His little girl was the kindest, sweetest, most compassionate person he knew... and if he could protect her from seeing people she knew dying of this disease, he had to do it. That was his job. His resolve hardened, he immediately hastened back to where she was standing.

"Addie," he said the moment he was within earshot, "do you want to come with me?"

"To get the eels?" Adrianna asked in surprise.

"To get the cure. I need someone to help me. It might be more than just eels that we need to find." Hiccup held out a hand. "So do you want to come with me?"

Adrianna looked at Erick, who patted her on the back. "Go. I'll be here when you get back."

The girl turned back to her father. "Okay." she said as she took his hand.

Hiccup smiled at her for a moment before turning to Astrid, Finn, Benen, and Erick. "Meet us at our old spot in half an hour, okay? We're going to have to get ready to go."

As Astrid, Finn, and Erick nodded and Hiccup made his way to the Haddock house with his hand clasped firmly around Adrianna's, no one noticed Benen beaming at them all. With Astrid and Finn in charge of the village and with Hiccup and Adrianna getting the cure, the elderly man was certain that Berk couldn't be in better, more capable hands.

Well the end of this chapter feels clunky but it was late enough so I had to just finish it and post it. So apologies for the end of it but I'm rather happy with how the rest of it came out.

An extra special thank you to EmmerzK, who wrote most of this chapter (all the good bits). We've recently added some things to this story that will make it even more angsty so I'm especially excited for that!

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