Gobber pulled a bundle of books and paper out of his attic. As he climbed down the ladder, he heard a sudden voice behind him.

"Gobber."

He nearly fell off the ladder when he jumped.

Once he was safely down, he turned to Mildew. "Don't sneak up on a man with a hook for an arm."

"I need your help."

"Can't it wait, Mildew? I gotta get this to the Great Hall."

"But it's an emergency. The wheel on my wagon broke. My cabbage is all over the road."

"Mildew. Stoick is expecting me at the Great Hall, with these papers, yesterday. Just wait an hour or two. I'll get it fixed then."

"But-but my cabbage, Gobber! Ugh. Whatever happened to customer service?"

Gobber groaned as he turned and set the papers on the desk, "I'll bring it here. But I'll get to fixing it, after I get the papers to the Hall."

Gobber left the blacksmith shop.

Mildew looked at the papers with curiosity. As he reached for it, Gobber peered around the corner, "Touch that dagger and I'll show you how well it works."

Gobber walked to the Great Hall, leaving Mildew to observe the bundle of papers.

000

"Hey! Hiccup!" exclaimed Astro, pointing to the flock of Nadders in the sky, "Check it out! I already got them flying in perfect formation!"

"Wow!" said Hiccup, trying to sound excited, "That... that's great."

Astro didn't buy Hiccup's false joy, "What's up?"

"Snotlout's right. Toothless is literally the only Night Fury anyone's ever seen."

"Hiccup. Those dragons are so deadly that no one's met one, and lived to tell about it. Of course he's the only one they've ever seen."

"But... I don't remember ever seeing another Night Fury. Not even when Kullgen took us to his nest. Not to mention that I'm the only human who was born with dragon powers."

"Hiccup." Astro rested his hands on Hiccup's shoulders. "That may seem like a bad thing. But it doesn't mean that it really is. I'm sure that there are others like you and Toothless. Even if there aren't, I'm sure Toothless is pretty happy just the way things are."

He gestured to Toothless. The black dragon was rolling in the grass like a kitten.

Astro got Hiccup's attention back on him, "Whether we find another half-human-half-dragon, or find another Night Fury, or don't find either, you and Toothless will be fine." Astro kissed Hiccup's forehead.

"Oh. And another thing." he mounted up onto his dragon's back, "Stoick wants you in the Great Hall. He sounded pretty serious." With that, Astro and Stormfly flew back to the village.

"Oh. Great!" exclaimed Hiccup, "Happy Bork Week to me."

000

Hiccup held her breath, bracing herself for anything her father was about to throw at her, and cautiously entered the Great Hall. The large doors creaking loudly took care of announcing her arrival.

Hiccup could hear quiet, concerned voices echoing through the room.

Hiccup walked toward the back of the hall, watching Stoick, Gobber, Spitelout, and a few other middle-aged Vikings turn to look at her. Hiccup felt adrenaline rushing through her body, Why is this happening? What's going on?

Hiccup forced herself to walk closer to them, I wish they'd stop staring at me like that.

Once Hiccup was at the bottom of the steps that lead to the throne, she looked to her father, "Dad? What's going on? Why are you..."

Stoick raised his hand for silence. "As you know, Bork Week has begun. The first one since we've established peace with the dragons. We've been discussing this for the past few days, and have decided that from this day forward, all things dragon-related, shall be entrusted, to you."

Gobber held up a chest, with a pile of books and papers stacked on top. "This is the origin of the Book of Dragons. Everything Bork ever learned about dragons, has been documented in here. It helped you determine the fate of us and the dragons. It's determined this very day that you stand before us, presenting your dragon features without a hint of shame."

Stoick rested his hand on the girl's shoulder and nudged her gently, "These notes, are a huge part of our history. You and the dragons are a huge part of our future. Now, it's up to you, to take care of both."

Gobber handed the stack of notes over to Hiccup. Trying to look bold as they were the last that he had of his great, great grandfather. Hiccup happily walked out of the hall.

Spitelout waited until Hiccup had left the hall, knowing about her acute dragon senses, and leaned over to Stoic, whispering, "Are you sure about this? She's still a teenager."

Stoick stared out the door. "She had proven her capability the moment she killed the Red Death. She proved that she had the potential to lead us. I am confident that she can handle this."