"This must be my lucky day. I have Hiccup's three sons. Is it my birthday or what?" Dagur laughed in the crazed fashion as usual.
"Why does he think I'm my own son? How can he not recognise me?" Hiccup asked Aster, while Dagur was in the middle of his laughter.
"You look a lot like Stoic, or is it vice versa? Dagur's met us once before, I doubt he would have remembered that Stoic is a blonde."
"Silence." Dagur slammed his hand on the table, noticing the chattering of two of his prisoners. "Take them to the prison levels. Double the guards around them. No doubt their precious daddy will come after them."
"No amount of muscle men are going to stop my dad. You have no idea how stubborn he can be. And if that doesn't work out, then your soldiers will surely perish after my mom unleashes her wrath on them." Finn said as defiantly as any stubborn 7 year old.
"Aw, this is cute." Dagur turned to his soldiers. "Look who is defending the great Chief of Berk. A 7 year old boy!" The Berserkers erupted with laughter. Dagur looked at the first born. "Tell me, how bad of a father is Hiccup?"
"That would be none of your concern, would it?" Aster glared at the mad Chief. "Or are you just jealous?"
"Me? Jealous of your father? What could there possibly be jealous of?" Dagur laughed and looks at his soldiers so they would laugh too.
"Let's think. History will remember him as a great man, who brought peace to the Archipelago, trained dragons, and led his small tribe to victory, against all odds. Not to mention he has a wife and more than enough heirs to succeed him when he passes. Unlike you, who will always be remembered as a mad idiot." Aster put up a confident, victorious smile.
"Aster." Hiccup hissed, avoiding eye contact. He wasn't sure what Dagur would do if he discovered who his truly was, but chances were he wouldn't live to see their return to their time period.
Dagur bended on one knee, to be eye level with the Berk Heir. "Your father, is a weak, pathetic, sad excuse for a Viking. I have nothing to be jealous of."
"And yet you are." Aster sang, as guards pulled them up and led them to the dungeon level.
"What are you waiting for? Get them out of my sight?" Dagur roared.
"And a sore loser." Aster half yelled and half laughed as they were on their way to the dungeon.
"You really like to test Dagur, don't you?" Hiccup glared at his oldest son, as they were dragged down the hallway to their cell.
"Oh, let me have my fun for once in a while … brother." He smirked, in a childish manner.
Hiccup rolled his eyes. "Your fun is going to cost you your life one day."
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"You guys still there?" Future-Snotlout said as he landed his Monstrous Nightmare on Dragon Island, followed by the other riders.
"Uncle Snotlout?" Val stood up, seeing her uncle come out of the bushes. The remaining past gang there, looked at the now emerging future selves. The 10 year old girl, ran up to her uncle and leapt at him in a hug.
"Where's your younger brother?" Snotlout asked his niece, looking at his friends with worried expression.
"Yeah … about him … he sort of … kind of … ran off … to help … The Haddock Twins … get rid of the blockade." Val settled with looking at the time-travellers rather than her time's parent's gang.
"I don't know who to be scared of more, Hiccup or Astrid, when they find out?" Future-Fishlegs said, worry evident in his green eyes, for his surrogate nephews.
"You're always scared." Future-Ruffnut crossed her arms and frowned at the husky man on her left side.
"Yeah, but when Hiccup or Astrid are on a rampage, everyone has cause to be fearful." Fishlegs defended himself.
"Come on, we have to get the lot of you back to Berk." Tuffnut said, gesturing to the dragon, which the teens had now become used to.
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So sorry for not updating in a long time, and so sorry for the shortness of the chapter. Hopefully you guys understand?
Please send me suggestions now how to continue the story. I am officially blank of ideas, hence long update.
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