I own nothing but OC and bits of blot etc. etc.

Ok people try to guess the name of the chapter. I feel like playing some games

Whoever gets it may become an OC for a future fic or later in this fic only going to be done on a few chaps

All the teens and my OC are 14

Chapter 2:?

Hedrick Pov

I was still on the God forsaken boat. I had been for the past 9 days. The weather had been a good set of bright shiny days with hardly any clouds. Of course that was when I jinxed myself.

It was the 10th day when things went sour. I was thrown across the deck like a ragdoll, I smashed my head against the side of the deck and everything went black

Hiccup Pov

It's been a week since I had that strange dream; I haven't had a dream since. Every night I can't sleep and when I do just a small noise can wake me. Apart from my lack of sleep everything is normal. I draw what I wish my life was like; I stare out at the others my age in longing. I just wish that they would accept me. It isn't my fault I'm not strong enough to swing a weapon or shoot a bow. The only thing I can do is use a dagger. Even then I'm not good.

There's a huge party being organized for the fact that it's my Fathers birthday. Normally it's just a small get together between a few families but since he's the chief of the village Gobber and Spitelout (Dads Brother and father of Snotlout) have decided to change things up. Everyone's been told to ration food a bit for the feast.

The plans were going well. The party will be held during the weekly council meeting when the elders on the council will discuss the problems or major achievements a person has accomplished like killing their first dragon. The plan is for someone to distract him so he's late to meeting, which should be difficult because he is always and I mean always early, it's as if he rushes everything just to get there.

"Hey Hiccup I need your help in the forge." Gobber cried out drawing me out of my thinking. Gods I still don't know what to get Dad. I could get him a new hammer or sword but he has plenty. I just don't know.

Its four days until my Dad's birthday and I am panicking. I have nothing to get him. I might ask Gobber if he can let me fire up the forge so I can use some of the old metal for a sword or hammer or something. Who knows he might actually let me.

I'm starting to worry, should I or shouldn't I try to make my own sword. I might ask Gobber.

"Heeey Dad ha-have you seen Gobber anywhere"

"Sorry son, no I haven't. Try the great hall or the forge." Well he was no help.

Why is it so hard to find one blondie with an arm and a leg missing?

Ok the great hall was completely empty, the forge was too cold for any type of help. So where in the name of Thor is he. It's like he's disappeared of the face of the island. Time to try the docks.

Ok so he's at silent Sven's farm helping to fix his fence. That's just plain handy. Time to wait near them silently giving them heart attacks (A.N. I Love doing this)

"Thor's hammer Hiccup. How many times do I have to tell you to not do that!?"

"Sorry Gobber but you know I like see your reaction

"Yeah yeah are you here to scare the life out of me or do you want something."

"Yeah I'm wondering if you can let me make a sword or hammer for Dad's birthday." Ok I bet 5 yaks that he'll bring up the time I set part of the forge on fire. No one has let that go, especially snotty and the nuts

"Hiccup, you know I'm not willing to let you make something after you set the forge on fire." Called it.

"Gobber that was 4 summers ago I've gotten better. You of all people should know"

"Fine I'll let you only because it's for your father." Yes I can finally get back to work. I haven't made anything official since I made Astrid's axe when we were twelve. Of course no one but Gobber and Astrid's parents knew about that. The Hofferson's only knew about because they kept bugging Gobber about who made it. He only told them if they didn't tell Astrid, I'd rather not the best axe I've ever made be hardly used because it was made by me. All everyone else is concerned Gobber made a one of a kind axe that was given to her for her birthday, that's all they ever had to know.

I have two days to get the sword finished when disaster struck. A storm was sighted on the horizon early dawn and of course it didn't change course and Berk was hit with the strongest storm is had in years. There was lightning hitting every type of metal out in the open air, thunder shaking the beams in the wooden houses. The storm was so bad that everyone was huddled up in the great hall with the livestock while we wait for the storm to blow over.

The teens, minus hiccup, are sitting around in the corner. Snotlout is flirting with Astrid, which she's trying to ignore, the twins are fighting like normal and Fishlegs is just sitting near them thinking to himself (one of the two that actually think before doing in that group). Well looks like Snot's got another dislocated arm. I think that's the 165th time he got one this year.

"Yo hiccup, get over here." Oh great Snotlout's calling me over again. Yay me.

"What now snot"

"We're going to play a game. Wanna play?"

"Wait your asking him to play"

"Yes I am Ruff, need another person to become our victims somehow"

"Wait snot actually thought about something, other than the terrible pickup lines he says." And with this remark is how his face went from boastful to hurt in a matter of seconds.

"Epic Burn Astrid."

"Shut up Tuff."

"Ok."

"Come on guys let's play"

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If people can guess the game and give me some ideas if you guess right

It is probably the most cliché game for httyd fanfics