Disclaimer: I OWN NO CHARACTERS! I DID NOT COME UP WITH THE NAME BIG BOOBIED BERTHA! The pleasure of creating that charming character is all Cressida Cowell's. (She's such a genius.)

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This isn't so bad. It could have been a lot worse. That will be the first and last time I let the Viking in me come out. See where it's landed me? Hiccup thought as he sat chained up on a cold wooden floor. Camicazi had promised to "look after Hiccup and make sure that he didn't cause any trouble". Really she had asked him if he wanted her to vouch for him or help him escape. (Hiccup had ordered Toothless to save himself when he was being captured. Camicazi let the Night Fury in through the window once Hiccup was situated and the majority of the mad Bog-Burglars were gone.) He had objected to her help because he had a plan. Death by dragons wouldn't happen to Hiccup: he knew how to treat them, which would also serve as a solution to Big Boobied Bertha's problem. He would just show everyone in the village that he had another way to deal with dragons…again.

Camicazi had let Hiccup and Toothless remain with her while she looked after Astrid. "How's she doing, Camicazi?" Hiccup asked her after many long hours of worrying about her in silence.

"She woke up when you were being incredibly foolishly brave in front of my mother. She was a bit confused. She said things about someone without any teeth and how you were her fiancé. Your friend Astrid's as nutty as a fruitcake, but she'll come around, they always do, because I'm a fantastic healer!" If Camicazi had a fault, it was that she was very pleased with herself.

"That's good news, as a matter of fact. She must not be too bad off. Toothless is the name of my Night Fury. I don't think you've met him properly." Camicazi recoiled slightly from Toothless. "He's very sweet. He doesn't bite," Hiccup assured her, "He flew Astrid and me to your island. And if I recall correctly, I told you that Astrid and I are going to be married."

The heir to the Bog-Burglars chuckled. "I'd forgotten that! How in Valhalla did that happen? You must be joking!"

"I'm not," said Hiccup, blushing, (Even after he had shown bravery he didn't know he had to Big Boobied Bertha, Vikings from all islands never failed to see him as weak.) "I told your mother the truth. I really am a Horrendous Haddock, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third, to be precise, and I'm the heir to my tribe, like you. My father doesn't think I'm good enough for anything. He's practically given up on me. He figured it would be best to get me married off early to toughen me up before I'm actually chief."

Stoick was most likely utterly ashamed of his son, no doubt thinking him dead and positively celebrating at the fact, spending the night making more heirs who would be much better at being Vikings than Hiccup. Hiccup tried to block those horrid thoughts from his mind.

"Befriending a dragon is tough," Camicazi said, "for a boy, of course.

"How in Woden's name are you two going to get married? After this mess you got her into, do you think she'd even want to marry you?"

Hiccup stood up as best as one chained up could. "Of course." He said stubbornly.

Camicazi shrugged and wrapped Astrid's leg in fresh bandages. "Whatever you say. She doesn't seem too crazy about you as you are about her. You really like her, don't you?"

Hiccup slumped down to the floor. He stared at the unconscious figure of Astrid Hofferson, the girl he had liked for many years from afar. Only very recently had they had any close contact. Oh yes, he liked her alright. If their parents hadn't arranged a marriage between them, Hiccup would never have realized all he had to offer. Astrid had had such a profound effect on him. When he was training Toothless, all the kind things she had ever said to him acted as a talisman and a means to keep going.

"I forgive you. My apologies and thanks go to you, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third."

"I never thought I'd say this, but what you're saying completely makes sense. I like the way you think. You're one of the few people around here who actually does!"

And the hug. He had truly felt that it had come from the heart. That was the only hug anyone had ever given him.

"I think I love her, Camicazi." He breathed.

She snorted. "Oh, please! You're a teenager! This can't be for real! You don't know what's out there."

"Like you do," Hiccup retorted, unashamed of his love for Astrid, "All I know that's coming is tomorrow."

"You're right. It's late. You need your sleep. Getting clobbered by dragons will take a lot out of you. We have plenty of them waiting and they're hungry."

Hiccup shook his head. "I have a way with dragons. I'll be fine. I was top of my class in dragon training. Once I've calmed them all down and talked to your mother, I'll get them some food. Food that isn't me, I mean."

"You have a plan, don't you? You don't look half as stupid as those other Horrendous Haddocks from Berk. It would be a shame to see you go. You're brilliant, for a boy of course." Camicazi said.

Hiccup nodded. "Of course I have a plan. When your people come for me at dawn, just make sure they don't see Toothless, or he'll be in trouble." Toothless gave him a look that said, 'I'll be fine.' Hiccup gave him a stern look as if to say, 'you don't know that, Toothless. You have to trust me. It's all under control.'

Camicazi nodded and motioned to Astrid. "I'll be staying up all night with her anyway."

"You promise you won't let anything happen to her?" Hiccup asked.

She nodded.

"You'll stay up all night?"

Camicazi smiled. "Only if you would do the same for her."

Hiccup remembered the night he had come home late from the arena and she had fallen asleep on his floor. He had waited for her to wake up before going to bed. (He had ended up not sleeping a wink that night anyhow.) He nodded. "You bet I would."

"Then get some sleep." Camicazi ordered.

He curled up next to Toothless, the dragon's heat keeping him warm. He didn't wake until dawn.