A/N: Part 2! I hope you enjoy it and I will get to work on prompts! (I was just using the chapters I had already planned out first) Thank you for reading and reviewing!

This chapter is in a bit of a different context than the others, but it will be back to usual in the next one!

Also because I've been asked: I didn't have a specific breed in mind for Eggshell- I imagine he is a bigger version of the small green ones Hiccup meets in the movie so like a new species I guess

The Haddocks' front door burst open and two extremely dirty and battered kids marched in arguing.

Alvis dusted his fur vest off and tried to fix his brown hair that was sticking up more than usual.

"I did not knock you off on purpose!" he snapped.

"You did too, Al!" Freya countered.

She was much shorter than her teenaged brother, but she did her best to intimidate him with fierce looks as they argued all the way to the kitchen.

"Guys, guys, what's the problem?"

Hiccup was walking down the stairs, Dragon Manual in hand to see what the fuss was about.

"Al knocked me off Lightningbolt!"

"I did not, Dad! Freya's lying!"

He stormed past his father up the stairs. Freya was sticking her tongue out at his back.

"Freya!" Hiccup barked.

"Sorry, Daddy."

Hiccup found Alvis on the roof. He sat down next to him and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Pal, is something bothering you?"

"It's nothing, Dad, thanks. I'm just…nervous about the competition coming up."

Tomorrow every sixteen year old was being tested on their dragon riding skills in a group practical. Alvis had roped Freya into practicing with him, but then she had fallen off her Deadly Nadder, Lightningbolt, and blamed him.

"Why are you so nervous, Al? I mean, you've been riding dragons for way longer than the other kids."

"Because!"

"Because why?"

"Because I don't want to disappoint you! You spent practically my whole life teaching me. I don't want to let you down."

"Alvis, listen to me. Your grandfather…loved me more than I ever understood as a kid. But he wanted me to be something I wasn't and I never wanted that for you. I promised myself no matter what I would be proud of you and I will whether you win or not."

"That's good because I don't think I will. Sven's been out flying me for months. But thanks for telling me that, Dad. It…means a lot."

Alvis got up and began climbing down the ladder rested on the side of the the roof to the ground.

"Where are you going?"

"Your workshop. The harness you made Egg finally wore out."

"Hey, Al."

Alvis stopped mid-rung.

"Yeah, Dad?"

"Promise me you won't worry too much about winning. Deal?"

"But, Dad…"

"Deal?"

"…Deal."

Alvis put on his apron, stained with grease and riddled with dragon-fire holes in the gloomy shop and reached for the tongs.

Suddenly, someone grabbed him from behind and pulled him to the floor. The tongs splashed in to the water barrel as he went down.

"What's up, man?"

"Sven! Get off me! Odin, you're heavy…"

Alvis picked himself off his friend who sat up and grinned hugely.

"Ready for tomorrow, Al?" He asked excitedly.

"I'm ready for you to fall off Wolfsbane so you will finally stop bothering me."

"Aw, you're just jealous Wolf and I are better than you now."

Well, that's true.

"Just get out of my workshop."

"Whatever you say, dude."

Sven laughed and waved goodbye as he left.

Alvis attacked the metal on the anvil with a hammer.

The next morning the Haddocks dragged themselves out of bed to stand on the cliffs, their hair blowing in the wind. Toothless spread his wings behind them to block the harsh gales.

"Good luck, sweetheart." Astrid said to Alvis as she tried parting his hair.

"Remember our deal, pal." Hiccup reminded him.

"And if you puke, I won't let you forget it!" Freya chimed in.

"Thank you for summing that up, sis."

"You're welcome."

"Freya, be nice to your brother, he needs your support." Astrid chided her.

"What? Al's being a baby! I would love to compete!"

"You are so your mother's kid." Hiccup sighed in amusement.

Toothless and Eggshell began having a conversation in soft growls and roars. Eventually Eggshell nuzzled Alvis' head.

All the other teens were lined up on their dragons at the cliff. Sven turned around on his dragon, a Monstrous Nightmare from one of Hookfang's broods, and winked at Alvis.

"Looks like it's do or die, Egg. Just don't get us killed and we'll be fine."

Alvis took his place by Sven, Hiccup gave the signal, and the dragons took off.

Immediately people were eliminated, crashing into rocks or not performing the maneuvers Hiccup called out correctly.

Only Alvis and Sven were left. They were tied exactly. Every time Hiccup shouted a trick they both performed every loop, dive, and feint the same way.

But then Hiccup called for a nosedive where they pulled back just before hitting the ocean.

Alvis had done that move a million times, so he wasn't too worried about it. He let Sven go first.

It wasn't long before Alvis noticed something was wrong. Wolfsbane was flying erratically and feebly.

He was out of power. Sven had lost control of him.

"Sven!" Alvis screamed. "Hang on!"

"He's going down!" Snoutlout yelled, watching from the cliff. "Hookfang!"

Hookfang obeyed his master and Snoutlout raced to his son's aide as fast as the large dragon could fly.

Alvis was closer. Eggshell was doing a perfect nosedive but it wasn't fast enough. Alvis stretched his hand out to his friend but he couldn't reach.

So he did the sort of crazy thing his father's blood in his veins compelled him to do.

He jumped.

He tackled Sven off of Wolfsbane as both boys and dragons crashed into the grey sea.

"Son!" Hiccup shouted from the cliff.

"Oh, Odin…" Astrid whispered as Hiccup grabbed Toothless' harness, preparing to fly.

"…Bro…?" Freya called meekly as her father swooped past on Toothless.

A moment later Alvis came sputtering up out of the ocean, clutching Sven by his barreled chest.

"You can't even manage to die can you, idiot?"

Sven gasped out sea water.

"Guess not…good game though."

"You too."

"Son! Al!"

Hookfang was hovering above them. Snoutlout stuck his hand down toward them.

"Aw what was that, Sven?" He chided halfheartedly, his fear gone seeing them safe. "If you were going to almost get yourself killed you could have made yourself look cooler than Alvis. Like, you could put out the sun. Swear I'm getting to that."

"Uh-huh…"

Hiccup was gliding slowly level with them giving Snoutlout a skeptical look.

"What? I am!" Snoutlout said challengingly.

"Riiight…anyway, I'm so glad you boys are safe." Hiccup said helping Alvis onto Toothless while Sven scrambled onto Hookfang.

Eggshell and Wolfsbane emerged and began to swim to shore.

"I'm proud of you, Al." Hiccup told his son as they all flew back up to the cliffs. "You kept our deal."

Alvis smiled faintly.

"Yeah, well, it doesn't much matter now."

"Yeah, Mr. Haddock." Sven said. "We both got disqualified. This whole stupid competition doesn't matter anymore."

"Oh for the love of…are you honestly stupider than me?" Snoutlout groaned.

"What do you mean, Dad?"

"Well I called the last move and you both blew it." Hiccup said. "You were equal before so that means you're both tied, not disqualified."

Alvis and Sven looked at each other in shock. Their disappointed expressions slowly dissolved into grins.

"We did promise we'd be the best together." Alvis pointed out.

"Yeah, we did."

"You're both getting your death of pneumonia together if you don't get your butts toweled off right now." Hiccup broke in.

A/N 2: back to kid!Alvis next chapter!