A/N: Really short (and late! Eek!) drabble about Alvis' birth! This is a placeholder to tide over until the Outcast chapter is finished which will be a much longer chapter! Thank you all for reading, giving prompts, and reviewing, it is so very appreciated.
Toothless was soaring high above Berk at breakneck speed but Hiccup was lost in thought, unfazed by it. This last year had been about the best in his life but it was also the most exciting and nerve racking. Flying gave him some peaceful alone time to think.
But seeing Astrid wave to him on the ground took him from his reflections.
Toothless landed hard at the door of the arena and shook himself as Hiccup took his helmet off.
Astrid met him there and hugged him tightly.
"Morning Astrid. How are you feeling?"
"Great! And Stormfly's getting better too, that wound of hers is closing and I don't think it's infected."
After a year it still didn't seem real they were married.
"And hello to you too, little guy."
Or that they were expecting a baby any day now.
"Why don't you go back home?" Astrid said. "I'll just clean up here and meet you there."
"Alright, tell Stormfly I'm glad she's patching up."
At their house, Hiccup stoked the fireplace until he heard the door creek open.
"Hey Astrid,I…Oh, hi Dad."
Stoick was in the doorway, out of breath.
"…Lad, the baby's coming. The Hoffersons are bringing Astrid over now."
"…Hiccup?"
"…Hiccup!"
"Hm….?"
"Hiccup, you've been out for hours."
Hiccup's vision cleared and he was alone with his wife in his bedroom sprawled in a rocking chair, Astrid lying in their bed.
Well not completely alone.
A tiny baby boy with vague brown fuzz on his head dozed in Astrid's arms.
"Have I ever told you you're my hero?"
"Shut up."
Astrid laughed happily and Hiccup smiled warmly.
"Okay you dork." She said affectionately. "Just hold your son, will you?"
My son…
He took him from Astrid and cradled him.
"Hey, pal." He whispered. "I'm your daddy."