A/N: The second part of Red Anne Vane's request (also requested by Guest Ami) Combined with an idea of my own. Thank you for reading and reviewing!
Hiccup's hair stood up and dark circles ringed his eyes as he rocked Freya who was crying loudly.
Just before dawn she bawled her parents awake and now her father was trying to sooth her, cradling her while he sat on the edge of his bed.
"Let me take her for a while." Astrid, who was sitting next to him, offered.
After holding her for a few moments she looked alarmed.
"Hiccup, I think she's sick. She's burning up."
Before he could panic, the door opened.
"Daddy, something's wrong with Eggshell."
Alvis was standing silhouetted by the living room light. He was rubbing Eggshell's nose, who was breathing out weak smoke instead of fire and looked exhausted.
Hiccup and Astrid gave each other tense looks.
"Just what this house needs, right?" Hiccup said. "Two sick babies."
"It's almost light." Astrid pointed out, looking out the window. "I can go to the apothecary. There should be something for Freya's fever."
"And Gobber should be up by now. Pal, do you want to help me get Eggshell to Gobber's so he can get looked at?"
"…Egg didn't get her sick, did he?" Alvis asked, throwing Freya a worried look.
"I don't think so, sweetheart. We can't get most dragon diseases." Astrid said.
"Yeah, or Toothless would have about killed me by now." Hiccup agreed dryly. "Dragons do not cover their mouths when they cough. Or…turn their heads from their masters for that matter. "
"Your sister's going to be fine."
"…Ay, what ya got here is a common dragon cold." Gobber announced, examining Eggshell in the Haddock's living room.
Astrid was watching Freya who was in a fitful sleep in her cradle. Hiccup was stoking the fire to keep his ill family members warm.
"I figured." He said. "Toothless gets it most winters."
"Then did Tooth'ess get him sick?" Alvis wondered.
He had been going back and forth between checking in on Freya while clutching to his mother's leg, and hugging Eggshell so tightly Gobber could barely examine him.
"I don't know, Al." Hiccup admitted. "But I'm sure Gobber can make him all better. Uh…right, Gobber?"
"O' course! If Toothless gets the sniffles every year, surely ya know how to cure it, lad."
"No, I don't. I always just keep him warm and give him plenty of fish. There's a cure?"
"Sure." Gobber answered. "This."
Without warning, he picked Eggshell up from Alvis and threw him into the fireplace.
"Wah! My dragon!" Alvis sobbed.
Hiccup who had dodged the oncoming dragon, grabbed Alvis as he tried to run into the fireplace to save Eggshell.
"Gobber!?"
"What in the world…?" Astrid looked up from caring for Freya.
"Wait for it…"
The fire exploded and seemed to blow away, leaving Eggshell in an empty fireplace, healthier than ever and breathing a strong blast of fire.
"Fire heals them." Gobber informed them, taking Eggshell and giving him back to Alvis.
"Do you just always do this to people?" Hiccup demanded.
"I like excitement in my lessons."
"If only this one would get better so quickly." Astrid sighed, rocking the cradle.
Hiccup joined her and enveloped her in a hug, watching Freya thrash in her sleep.
Suddenly, she stilled. Her breathing was regular, her face relaxed, and she slept peacefully.
"Look, her fever broke!" Hiccup exclaimed.
He had been a little too loud, as Freya opened her eyes. Hiccup gave her an apologetic smile, but she just grinned, clapping her hands and opening her mouth.
"Daddy!" She said.