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"hey Gobber..." Hiccup mumbled sadly as he entered the forge.

"What'd she say bout't?"

"um, I heard a couple of 'stupids', a couple of 'freaks', and well, let's just say she didn't like it..."

"at's a shame! It be a mighty fine burn!"

"yeah. Now that I think about it, that was a stupid idea."

"stupid er not, you still have work tu do! Swards don't sharpen emselves!"

"um, Gobber?"

"hm?"

"can I have a few days off?"

"why?"

"I'm gonna, um, I've got an idea, and- and-"

"boy, don't hurt yerself," Gobber places his hand on the hyperventilating boy's shoulder, "if yu really need it ye can have some time off."

Hiccup looked up into the big blond man's eyes.

"you have three days." he said sternly.

"Thank you Gobber! You are the best boss, mentor, teacher, ever!" he yelped as he flew out the door, ran right past Toothless, and exploded into the shed behind his house. Toothless had never seen his hatchling run so fast in all his life, especially with one leg.

"mmmerrrp!" The dragon gurgled as the whirlwind of a boy flew past.

"Hey Toothless meet me at home later, okay? I've really got to work on this! I'veonlygotthreedays!"

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Hiccup had done some crazy things, but this time Stoik was beginning to be concerned. His son hadn't come out of the shed for hours, and every few minuets he would hear a band, or a clank, followed by a "Crap!" or, "Stupid fire!", or even, "Dangit! Dangit all to heck!".

Stoik didn't know what to think.

"son! You need to go to bed!" He bellowed, hiding all concern from his voice.

"Hang on! I have to finish this wiring!"

'wiring?' the older man questioned to himself, 'what the heck?'.

Stoik waited, then tried again, and again, still getting the same response. He tried one final time, before he would force him to bed with brute force. No response. That was over the line. No one would dare be that disrespectful to the chief of the tribe! The large man burst through the back door, and into the shed.

"Hiccup?" he called angrily. No response. He looked around the room, finding no Hiccup, but a mass under a tarp, with a 'DO NOT TOUCH!' sign written sloppily on the top.

He looked down, and at his feet lay the boy.

'He must have worked himself to sleep' the man thought, letting a slight smile grace his features. He lay a cloth lying near by on his small son, and went to bed himself.

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The next morning, the viking chief woke to familiar bangs and clanks, a silence, then a "Oh please work! Come on! You have to work!", followed by a rather distasteful explosion.

"crap..." then shuffling, "back to the drawing board...". More clanks and bangs, just like yesterday. Stoik just shook his head, and began busing himself with this and that.

Hiccup, on the other hand, had just about his fill of mechanics.

"ya know what? This is just sick! There's no way this'll work, is there?" he plead to no one, "I just had this idea to mess with myself, didn't I? This is- Oh well, I see the problem!"

He then limped over to a stray wire he must have looked over yesterday, re-attached it, and began working on another part he deemed "wrong".

Toothless lay on the ground, outside the shed, bored out of his mind. There was nothing to do with his rider working like this. Maybe he would go to Fishlegs. He was nice, and always had food.

'yes, that's what I'll do,' the dragon thought, 'I'll just go spent the morning at Fishlegs''

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Oh! Toothless twist! I always love a story in a story! So, I'm gonna cut to the chase today, we're gonna play another game! This game will be called, "the how long will it take Hiccup to realize Toothless is gone game" game! I know you know, but I'll remind you anyways, there are no wrong answers, so start sending them in (that's getting kind of old. I need a new catch phrase, oh well.) ! I'm sure you want a prize though, so this time, I'm offering a fish *)))-{ ! It's a viking specialty, and can be yours today, all you have to do is review! Also, if you missed out on answering the previous questions, you can still answer them for prizes! It's not too late! Thanks for reading! You all rock! -LightIsTheKey14