HELLO! I made this chapter short because the other one was accidentally TOO LONG! So, here is a climatic, epic chapter that will probably make all the people that tell me to write about dragons quiet down.

"You know your not apposed to play with fire."

Hiccup looked down to his son.

"I know, but I also know what I'm doing."

Little Hiccup silenced and began to walk into the cave and looked for little dragon babies.

Hiccup warned the boy that the babies may not be hatched yet, and Hiccup was there just to check on them and fulfill his role as trainer and keeper of the beasts.

They had to be quiet, so as the eggs would not hatch and hell would break loose, but the dragons that were ready would be removed from the cave and brought to be trained in Berk.

"Can we see little Toothless ones?" He probed.

"Eh…well, there's really only one of him. We don't have a mate for him."

Little Hiccup frowned.

"Aww."

"Shhhh, Hiccup, see that? It's a Nadder's egg."

Hiccup grabbed his boy's shoulder and pointed to the object.

His eyes lit up in awe.

"Lets hatch him!"

The boy ran towards the thing but was fiercely pulled back by his parent.

"No, no. We wait for that to happen itself."

Hiccup let the boy wander a little while keeping an eye on him as he still was on the rope.

He peered through an opening in the cave and saw the nest, a full cave of baby dragons, some alive, some unhatched. He would look for the bigger ones and round them up.

He looked around for some that would be bigger.

A young terror was very small, but terrors were small anyway, so he was ready to leave.

A Nadder had now reached the size of a small dog, he seemed to be ready to go.

A Monstrous Nightmare reared its head and seemed to fit the mold enough to join the others.

He rounded as many as would follow him after earning their trust, and had to carry some. Little Hiccup, of course insisted in carrying one and he was honored to tote the little terror.

They reached the outside of the cave but when Hiccup pulled the leash for his son he was shocked. The boy had run off.

Into a cave.

Filled with untamed dragons, hungry at this hour of the day.

Oh, Shiznit.

Hiccup put the baby dragons in a bag, as there were only a few at a time, and placed them into a compartment o n Toothless' saddle, but cut air holes into it.

The last thing he needed was more little babies he was responsible for running off.

He darted into the tunnel and held the flame bravely above his head.

The worst part was he wasn't allowed to scream.

That was the nightmarish part.

So he had to use his eyes, and that's why he needed his dragon.

But he'd left him out front.

Hiccup panicked and fleeted around.

Astrid would never forgive him.

He would never forgive himself.

Never mind his wife disowning him and the town hating dragons again, this was his boy they were talking about.

His boy.

He looked for too long, and he had too much stress.

Finally, the insanity hit him.

He screamed.

"Hiccup! Hiccup! Come here! I'm not mad!"

There was still just silence, which angered him.

"Hiccup! Get over here!"

It wasn't silenced any more.

He should have enjoyed it while he had it.

Now the screech of too many baby dragons filled the air and pierced his ears.

The worst part though, was that some were mothers.

He knew how defensive those could get.

Well, actually he wouldn't, he never had a remembered mother.

But I was referring to Astrid!

Anyway!

He peered around as much as he could for his elbow shielded his brow.

Suddenly, outside the cave, Toothless sensed trouble.

He pummeled through the cave and darted to Hiccup, surprisingly fast, as Hiccup was deep in there.

"Toothless!"

"Buddy, ya gotta help me. I cant find him, I cant find my boy!"

Toothless looked confused at his human friend's request and tipped his head in a confused daze.

"Bud! Hiccup! Little Hiccup, my son!"

Hiccup had teared up before, but never in front of his dragon as he did now.

Toothless began to understand.

Hiccup put his hands to his face and shook his head as a wave of dragons began to fill the cave and he knew his boy had to be somewhere.

He then realized this was no time for self pity.

There was never a time for that.

He hopped on Toothless and the dragon knew just what to do.

He began to fly, searching high and low for the boy, who was nowhere to be found and had no audible call. Should he have not screamed? He may have found him if he didn't startle the beasts, but now he was most likely chewed up by a mother dragon or in a hole far away.

Hiccup slowly freaked out to himself, mumbling and groaning and crying as his dragon looked.

Toothless groaned and rolled his eyes as to say 'I can handle this, it's easy.'

Hiccup kept screaming and eventually just rested his pitiful head upon the saddle as the dragon flew.

Toothless used his ears very well, and began to call out roars and groans.

Hiccup picked his head up.

The dragon was calling off other dragons, protecting the boy.

Toothless blew fire and shrieked inhumanly loud and piercing shrieks that made all the crazy mother dragons stop their roaring.

He really was the most powerful and mysterious dragon.

And Hiccup befriended him.

All the mothers cradled the eggs they had and bowed their heads in shame for what they had done.

That was it, the boy was dead. How could he have done that? He was in shock. He never thought he was that bad a parent. This wasn't a dog, it wasn't a pet, it was his own flesh and not to mention Astrid's and he had let him die in a dragon den at age four. He seriously considered jumping off the cliff when they got out.

Hiccup and his pet kept flying and they scanned as the beast's ears were used in dead silence. Hiccup let out one more piercing scream.

"Hiccup! Come here, it's Daddy!"

Suddenly a near inaudible yelp came out.

Hiccup turned his head in disbelief, tears still in his eyes as he had not stopped crying since his first panic attack. And boy, was it crying. Not tearing up, not whimpering, but full on weeping from the bottom of his throat.

Toothless' ears flickered and his eyes did too.

Hiccup thought it was the sound of whatever beast had done his son in.

"No! No! This cant be happening!"

Hiccup jumped off Toothless and ran to the cave wall.

He didn't care if a dragon came and ate him up now. He rested his head on the unknown wall of rock, not caring about anything.

For the first time in his life, Hiccup pounded his fist against the wall.

He had never been angry like that.

His hand hurt terribly but he sank to the floor and wept.

"Gods! What have I done to him?"

Toothless caught onto the fear and sorrow in his master's voice but continued to hear the faint sound beyond human hearing.

With a flick of his ear and a bound he leapt in the sounds direction, and Hiccup turned with his pout and just kept weeping as the dragon pounced to whatever his cause was.

"Oh, boy."

Hiccup ran as far as he could on foot but stopped after he realized he couldn't possibly keep up. He fell to his knees. Now his dragon bailed on him? This couldn't get any worse. He didn't care if he had to die here. Astrid probably would hate him now anyway.

Toothless was speeding faster than when he flew from the Red Death a few years back.

He bounded heroically from wall to wall till the crying was a clear voice.

"Daddy! I'm lookin' fowr you!"

Toothless grinned and jumped into a hole to find young Hiccup, happily cradling a fire red baby dragon in his arms and looking up at the beast with his own toothless smile as he was missing a few.

Toothless sighed. Stupid human boy. He had gotten himself in a hole and broke free from his father's rope without a hint of worry.

"HEY Toothless!"

The boy grabbed his neck and hugged him as he groaned at his ignorant bliss.

Yet, he couldn't help but smile back.

Now to get back to his master before he committed suicide.

He picked the boy up with his mouth and placed him gently on his neck.

"Don't worry, I'll howld on."

Toothless smirked and laughed as he shot out of the hole.

"My dragon!"

Toothless ignored him and he soon forgot as he sped out to Hiccup as fast as lightning.

With a victorious roar, Toothless called to Hiccup who looked up in awe.

He wiped his tears and stared up as Toothless grabbed him with his claw and continued flight. Hiccup eagerly climbed up to the dragons back and viewed his found son.

"Hi Dad!"

Hiccup began to cry again but this time not tears of sorrow.

"Hiccup! I'm so glad you're here…your, your, alive.,"

"Dad! You didn't say hi to me!"

"Hi, son."

Hiccup grabbed the boy and he didn't know why. His tears wet the boy's shirt and he looked up to his dad."

"Daddy, Vikings don't cry."

"I'm not a Viking."

Hiccup clenched the boy and began to smile. He couldn't believe he was here, he was holding him. That dragon could do anything.

And everything.

Little Hiccup began to sense that what he did was wrong and even though he received no scolding, he cried as well.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, shh."

Hiccup held the boy tighter and there was a mutual feeling among them both that silence was best.

Hiccup grabbed Toothless' ear and whispered.

"You're the best, buddy."

Toothless' eyes widened and he beamed and sped up in happiness that he'd done well.

The ride out was happy, but cautious, and Hiccup didn't let the boy slip out of his grip.

They reached the outside of the caves to notice that it was later and the hatchlings had escaped long ago.

Great, wild dragons to deal with soon.

But there was a worse predicament.

It was long after sundown.