A/N: The Haddocks go on a family vacation. Thanks for the prompts! I will use them in upcoming chapters.

"Dad, where are we going?" Hiccup asked, annoyed.

Particularly because Stoic had him, Astrid and Alvis on the main ship of his fleet sailing farther and farther away from Berk. Before it was light out.

His family was taking it better than he was.

Astrid was leaning on the deck's railing enjoying the sea breeze. Alvis was running around shouting about warships, pirates, and sea monsters. Toothless was showing Eggshell how to dive for fish as they flew overhead.

"Daddy, I'm gonna kill a sea monster!"

"You do that, pal."

"I been telling ye for months, lad." Stoic said. "I been meaning to take you on a family vacation."

"But there's a kid on the way—"

"Not for a while now. And it's not like you can go when the child's here. "

"But don't you have to do, I dunno, chief stuff?"

"I put Gobber in charge of the village for a while!"

"Dad, the last time you put Gobber in charge Felt ate an entire field."

"He was hungry!"

"He's smaller than Eggshell!"

Stoic sighed.

"Listen, son. I know I didn't do much for you when you were small. I lost your mother. We were havin' dragon raids almost every day, freezes, famines, fires…I thought you were the last thing I should be paying attention to."

"Oh this conversation is definitely making me want to spend a week trapped on a ship with you, Dad."

"No, lad, hear me out. My point is it doesn't have to be that way with your son. He can grow up and remember his old man didn't just ignore him his whole life."

Stoic put his hand on Hiccup's shoulder.

"It's too late for that with you, but I want him to remember his father that way. I want him to remember his grandfather that way."

"Wow…Dad,I…"

"So what do you say, Hiccup? Can you stand being 'trapped' with your old man for a while?"

"…Maybe."

Stoic punched him lightly, laughing boisterously.

"Daddy!"

"Go, yer son wants you."

Alvis was squirming in Astrid's arms, who had just prevented him from leaping into the ocean.

"He was trying to 'help' Toothless and Eggshell catch fish." She told Hiccup when he raised his eyebrows.

"Why not? We fish!" Alvis argued grumpily.

"With fishing rods, Al. Fishing rods."

To distract his son from his bizarre ideas about how one of their main staple foods was acquired, Hiccup pointed to the flying dragons and explained how their wings were built for flight.

As he sketched different wingspans for his son to copy, Stoic brought a fishing pole out and taught Alvis how to use it.

Maybe this is why he dotes on Al so much… Hiccup thought as he watched Stoic cheer at Alvis reeling in his first tiny fish.

Well his father had given him a second chance. He would do the same for him. He would let Stoic be to Alvis what he never was for him growing up.

Maybe being cooped up with his father on this trip wouldn't drive him insane after all.