AN: Wow, those are some great guesses (I kinda wanna play this game a little longer…) but here's the next chapter to tell you what/who it is, as promised! Uh, the beginnings a little more… cheesy then the rest…

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"Hiccup, my boy!" Stoick exclaimed as Toothless landed in front of the house. Hiccup scrambled down only to be swooped up, basket and all, in a big embrace. "I didn't expect you to be gone so long!" He said.

"Sorry Dad." Hiccup replied with a smile. His father had been more open about his emotions since the incidents three years prior. "I didn't know I would be gone so long."

The village chief put him down and patted Toothless on the head. "Where have you two been then?" He looked curiously as Hiccup carefully put down the basket and opened it up. "Did you find something?"

"Not exactly." The boy replied, lifting one of the dragon eggs for him to see.

His father's eyes widened. "Is that a… Night Fury egg?"

Hiccup nodded proudly and explained what had happened, allowing his father too hold the egg. The man looked happy and terrified at the same time, clearly worried about dropping the thing. Hiccup took it back when he finished his story. Surprisingly enough he came to the conclusion Hiccup hadn't expected him to reach on his own.

"So these… are kind of like my grandkids." Stoick said, lifting the basket to put it on Hiccups back. "Since they are Toothless's offspring and you and he are mated…" He trailed off, waiting for confirmation.

Hiccup beamed and Toothless purred, pleased with his in-law. "Yeah Dad. They're your grandkids."

Stoick placed his fists on his sides and puffed out his chest proudly. "Then congratulations! And you had better tell me the second they hatch. I want to spend as much time with them as possible."

"You got it." Hiccup promised. He got back on his dragon then stopped. "Hey Dad, before I forget; We saw a boat headed our way on our flight back. It was really big, lots of green and some yellow and red. Do you know anything about it?"

Stoick shook his head after a moment of thought. "Not off hand, but I'll look into it. You two just focus on those eggs."

Hiccup nodded and Toothless sprung into the air. "That went well." He said with a smile as Toothless laughed.

It only took a few seconds before they arrived at the cave. "Alright." Hiccup began, putting the basket down and lighting a candle inside. "So how do we do this? I want to help."

'Watch.' The Night Fury told him. He used his fire to heat up their usual sleeping spot, like he usually did before going to bed. But instead of lying down, he began clawing at the ground, scraping the soft ash to the side. When he'd removed all the ash he did it again. Hiccup grabbed his knife and did the same. It got very hot, very fast, and Hiccup couldn't stay in the cave the entire time. He had to break occasionally outside.

However it didn't take very long until Toothless determined that the hole was big enough. A couple of feet deep with the ash-dirt pile as tall as Hiccup. "Great. Now what?"

Using his tail Toothless bedded the bottom of the hole with some of the ash. Hiccup felt his next part and quickly opened the basket, laying out the eggs. Toothless smiled and grabbed one of them placing it in the hole. Hiccup did the same until just over half the eggs covered the bottom. Toothless then patted down enough ash to cover them and placed the rest on top. When that was done they were covered by the rest of the ash, which was patted down until it was safe to lie on without hurting the eggs.

Then it was all done. Toothless turned to him with a bigger smile, and Hiccup got a very 'Ta-da!' feeling.

The young Viking laughed, kneeling down and letting his hand hover over the still hot ash. "So this is how you nest." Toothless reminded him he should add it to the guide he was making. "I will, don't worry. Especially since it's now possible someone else will end up training a Night Fury." Toothless nuzzled him. "But how will you know when they're ready to hatch?"

Toothless nuzzled him again explaining that they wouldn't be digging them back up. The hatchlings would hatch underground and have to dig their way out. At the instant panic that spread through his Mate he added that it was a perfectly safe exercise and by the time they were done they would be fully capable of using their bodies. Hiccup had no idea just how often the skills he'd learned digging out of the nest had come in handy.

Hiccup scratched his head and leaned back against him. "Well, if it's that important, then I won't argue."

Toothless sighed pleased lowering his head to the ground. The eggs were settled, and they were back in their cave safely. He was satisfied. On the other hand, it had been almost a week since Hiccup had gotten any physical attention from his Mate, and he was feeling a little needy. He started scratching a sensitive spot right beneath his wing. Unlike humans who were sensitive all over, a dragon's sweet spot was much harder to find. Especially since not all of them produced erotic pleasure. Hiccup, Toothless had determined, had a knack for finding all those spots.

"Toothless…" Hiccup whispered, unhooking the saddle. "It's been a while since we did anything…"

Mating season was over, but Toothless was used to his Mates needs. And feeling his Mates growing excitement added to his own. Not that he was going to go along with it right away. It was rather fun to resist his humans little seduction. Hiccup was so cute when he got frustrated.

Hiccup pushed up against the warm scaled body. "Come on Buddy…" He said when he felt that Toothless was playing with him. Determined he leaned up and bit the dragon's ear.

That primal act of dominance had its usual effect, as Toothless sprung, pinning him gently to the ground. Hiccup shivered, unhooking his belt and reaching down to remove the prostatic.

Unfortunately, before he could, Toothless looked up, and his father's voice filled his head.

Groaning Hiccup fell back. 'What is he doing here?' Toothless huffed, equally annoyed by the interruption, but allowed Hiccup to crawl out from under him and they went outside.

Just because Toothless could hear his father's voice, didn't actually mean that he was close. Unfortunately Stoick wouldn't be calling out unless he was within hearing distance. True to that statement, the second Hiccup opened the door he could make out the thundering voice of his father on his own.

The large man, who had to take a much more dangerous path in and out of the grotto jumped off the boulder he was on and landed with a thud, "Son!"

"I'm here Dad." Hiccup said, climbing onto his dragon's bare back so they could reach him faster. "What are you doing here?"

Stoick waiting until he was close. "Hiccup, son. I remember those colors you mentioned earlier. And you should too. They belong to Ragnar Rodmar The Dragon Killer."

…dunt, dun, duuuuuuh… time skip…

"No Toothless." Hiccup scowled, pushing the dragon back towards their place. "You have to stay away from the village until its safe."

Toothless growled challengingly. Ragnar's ship had been spotted earlier that day and he was expected to land any minute.

'I go!' He insisted, for the hundredth time that day.

Hiccup crossed his arms firmly standing in his way, knowing it would have no effect what-so-ever should the dragon try to by-pass him. "No. I already told you. This man is ruthless, and I won't put you in unnecessary danger."

Toothless shook his head. If the man would so ruthlessly kill a dragon, he would do the same to a dragon Mate! He let his desire to protect him wash over the boy in floods and was rewarded with a smile.

"Toothless…" He knelt down and hugged to worried reptile. "I will be fine. My father, Astrid, and the entire village will be with me. They are on our side remembering? And you'll be right here. You'll know the second I'm in danger wont you?" The dragon was silent, and Hiccup kissed him. "I'll be fine and you know I need to be there. I am the best person to teach him how amazing your kind is. Besides I'm the next in line to be chief, I have to be present. Now go. Wait for me."

Toothless wasn't happy about it, and made it clear, but Hiccups reassurance had calmed him down. He had developed some trust in Stoick and Astrid's skill, and knew they would protect his Mate. Finally he gave in, licking Hiccups face before going back the way they'd come from. He wanted to wait within striking distance, but knew if he saw the dangerous new human so much as look at Hiccup threateningly he would spring between them and ruin the entire plan.

Hiccup sighed warmly. He could feel Toothless alert in his mind watching for something to go wrong, and he couldn't help feeling much better.

Breaking into a run, Hiccup made it to the village just as Astrid started to look for him. "You're late." She pointed out.

"I know." He said slowing to a jog beside her. "Toothless wouldn't let me come alone."

She laughed, but stopped when she noticed him tense. "Nervous?"

"A little." He admitted. "Are the dragons out of view?"

"They've all been told to stay in the shelters, just like you said." They had built a shelter for the dragons that were too big to stay in houses during bad weather. "The twins are watching them."

Hiccup laughed. That was going to lead to trouble, but he knew it wasn't a bad idea. They would keep the dragons safe if it killed them. Which, knowing them…

The entire village had turned up at the dock. Dragons might be their friends but Ragnar was still a legend. He had killed, some say, thousands of dragons on his own. Of almost every species. He sailed the ocean in search of the biggest dragons he could find.

Hiccup pushed his way to his father's side up front and winced as he saw the boat. The man abroad called out a greeting and the village responded with hearty yells of welcome. Hiccup, however, just shivered.

He had recognized the boat. Ultimately because he'd seen it before. The Dragon Killer had visited Berk when Hiccup had been about eight. He remembered the boat, and a man whose face was unclear. The man had hoisted him onto his shoulder like he'd weighed nothing at all and proceeded to tell him the most gruesome story of death and blood Hiccup had ever heard. Just remembering it made Hiccups stomach churn. There was no way he could sit through that again.

The boat pulled right up to them. Stoick reached down and clasped one of the men's arms, and pulled him onto the dock. "Ragnar!" He exclaimed. "Welcome back to Berk!"

Ragnar was every bit as big as the blurry figure in Hiccups memory. Towering half a head taller than Stoick and just as massive. His hair was dark and brittle, matching his eyes, and he was terrifying. Not the type of person you ever wanted to make angry. But not in an ugly way. In a scary handsome Viking way; which lent to the explanation of why he spend every night of his previous stay at someone else's house.

"Stoick!" The new comer replied like they were long time friends (which in some way they were) and they hugged in a masculine way. "It's been a while! Still here I see!"

"I am!" He replied with a hearty laugh, before thumping Hiccup on the back. "You remember my son Hiccup!"

Ragnar turned to him. "Yes! I remember Hiccup! You've-!" He grabbed the boy's hand, which completely disappeared inside the man much larger one, and looked him up and down. Something about the way his over confident eyes gleamed made Hiccup uncomfortable, and he heard a growl in his mind. "Actually you haven't gotten much bigger have you?"

Hiccup laughed dryly. "Haha. Yeah, thanks for pointing that out."

The man looked amused, then whistled as he pulled at Hiccups collar. "That's a nice scar you got there. And your foot too. Those beast been giving you trouble Stoick?"

Hiccup lifted his hand to his neck. He had completely forgotten about that. The very large teeth-made scar that started at his neck and wrapped around his shoulder. The Mating mark he'd had to beg Toothless to give him.

The Chieftain sighed. "Actually Ragnar, there's something you need to know." He looked a little hesitant. After all it was his job to tell a legend that he was out of work. "Come. We will discuss this in the meeting hall." He grabbed Ragnar by his shoulder and led him through the crowd.

Hiccup followed, watching the villagers greet the man happily. He was wasn't surprised, but it made him unexpectedly queasy. Didn't they realize what a threat the man was? How likely he was to harm them and the dragons. How many he'd already killed. What was stopping him this time? He felt even worse when Toothless nudged his mind. 'You need to stay away.' Hiccup reminded him. Toothless sent understanding and love.

In the meeting hall some thirty Vikings gathered. The people who were most involved with the happenings with the dragons. The village elder was there, and Gobber with the rest of the dragon training class. Hiccup stood around the corner from Ragnar with his father, Gobber and Astrid between them.

"Still worried?" Astrid asked.

"Yeah." He admitted.

"Don't worry. We'll convince him." She smiled and thumped his arm.

Stoick cleared his throat and looked at him. The man had started to look kind of nervous. "Ragnar, since you left this island, some things have happened. The biggest thing; Dragons are no longer our enemy."

Everyone held their breath, awaiting the man's reaction. He slowly looked at all of them, then burst into laughter. "What a joke!" he laughed. "You almost had me there for a second."

Stoick hit the table with his fist. "This isn't a joke!" He snarled. Everyone jumped. Hiccup had been anxious ever since he'd gotten home and Stoick wanted to put his son's worries to rest. The larger man looked at him like he'd grown another head. "Not only are they no longer our enemies; they have become our partners. We ride them into the sky and they help us hunt. We don't fight them anymore."

Ragnar watched waiting for someone to laugh and give it away. Then he glared at Stoick. "Are you serious?"

"Dead serious."

There was a few moments of silence where the two men glared at each other. Gobber leaned over. "Eh, maybe they'll fight."

Astrid leaned forward almost eagerly. "Stoick will win."

"I'd bet."

Finally Ragnar backed down. "How did this happen? How can you trust these demons!" He voice was accusing.

"They were only defending themselves." The chief told him. "Hiccup taught me that." He puffed out his chest smiling proudly at Hiccup. "He taught us a lot. He's the first Viking to train and ride a dragon." Hiccup flushedm embarrassed by the attention but pleased. The only that dimmed the moment was the Dragon Killers accompanying glare.

So Hiccup was responsible for the insanity.

"It's a great story." Stoick began. "It all started one night, when Hiccup shot a Night Fury right out of the night sky."

Hiccup paled.

"A Night Fury?" Ragnar exclaimed, eyes widening.

'Dad no.'

"Aye, his Dragon Toothless."

The Dragon Killer looked back at Hiccup with an excited grin that made the brunet queasy. "Really? Tell me all about it."

The story took considerably longer then it needed to. Everyone had their own piece to add, and like most Viking tales it was exaggerated hugely. Hiccup didn't correct them. After all, did it matter if Ragnar thought Toothless was the size of a house, or could kill him with a look? Maybe it would make them think twice about messing with them.

When the story was done Hiccup reluctantly showed the man the dragon guide that he had assembled. After that, and once Ragnar had removed all his weapons he was allowed to see the dragons.

"These demons will turn on you Stoick." He growled refusing, yet again, to go anywhere near them without some protection. Villagers around him started taking their dragons out for an evening flight. They had been cooped up there all day, and they would have to remain there during the day until Ragnar was deemed more trustworthy.

Stoick walked his dragon, a black Nightmare named Thor's Claw, over to show him off. "Nonsense!" He laughed. Claw growled at the Killer and Ragnar growled back.

Hiccup shook his head. "He doesn't like you, because he can tell you don't like him."

"They can't tell anything. The beasts are as stupid as they look." Hiccup glared, which only seemed to amuse him. "Say Hiccup, you didn't put down the location in your book, but where do you find that dragon grass you mentioned."

Hiccup forced a smile. "Well if we ever get you airborne, maybe I'll show you." He scratched Battleaxe on the neck while Astrid set up her saddle. 'And maybe at the same time I'll eat some poisonous mushrooms and try to fly off a cliff on my own.' He would never give him that kind of power over the far too trusting creatures. It was only his father's insistence that convinced Hiccup to show him the book in the first place.

By the time all the dragons were settled in for the night, it was dark. Stoick grabbed Ragnar's shoulder and steered him towards the house. "You will stay in my house tonight." He said with a laugh.

Ragnar grinned taking a long sideways look at Hiccup. "Will I be sharing Hiccups room then?" Hiccup made a face, wondering if the man was actually considering the idea of trying to get into his bed.

"No, no. Hiccup doesn't live with me anymore. Good night son."

"Good night Dad." Hiccup said.

"Isn't he rather small to be on his own?" Ragnar asked skeptically.

"He's fine." He led him off.

Hiccup sighed, relieved to finally be out of the man's presence. Ragnar gave off an aura of death that chilled him, and everything he said made Hiccup feel uneasy at best. Toothless gave a content purr, before wondering if he could come pick him up.

'No.' Hiccup told him gently. 'It's dark out, but I don't want to risk it. I'm just going to finish checking on the rest of the dragons, then I'll be right home. Meet me halfway?' The reply was a feeling of acceptance.

Hiccup helped the first set of night guards make sure all the dragons were comfortable. A couple of them wanted to be scratched, and the oldest Scrill made it clear she wanted another fish, but otherwise they had all fallen asleep. "Thanks Hiccup!" The guard called as he left.

"No problem!" He called back as he set off towards the forest. 'Toothless, I'm heading back now.'

"Hiccup." Came a gruff voice behind him.

Hiccup froze, and Toothless screamed in his head. 'No Toothless! Stay!' "Ragnar." He muttered slowly turning around. "What are you doing here?"

The Dragon Killer was standing only a few feet away, leaving Hiccup to wonder how he'd managed to sneak up that close without making any noise. "I was waiting for you of course. Your father thinks that I'm going to the bathroom." He advanced on the boy, scowling when he noticed Hiccup step back as well. "Your 'dragons are friends' idea is cute Hiccup. But it's going to cause me so many problems. You don't really believe that dragons and Vikings can be partners do you?"

"I do." Hiccup answered. "I trust them."

The man was faster then he looked. He caught him by the shirt before Hiccup even noticed what was happening, and picked him up, pinning him to the wall. Toothless shot forward again, and it was only Hiccup panicked order that kept him from attacking when he reached the forest edge.

"Hiccup…" Ragnar said with a sigh. "Hiccup, I've always been fond of you." Hiccup grabbed the hand holding him up, pulling at him uselessly. "But there's nothing cute about your dragon friends." He smiled something that was probably charming to other people. "Forget about the dragons. I'll remind everyone how evil they are and I'll accompany you home tonight."

Hiccup looked at him right in the eyes and glared. "No thanks."

The man didn't like that and shook him slightly. "Hiccup! They are dangerous." He said this slowly like he was talking to a little kid. "Look at what they've done to you. Your leg. That scar!"

Hiccup glanced to the right into the woods. Toothless was right there, invisible except for a set of narrow eyes. He was waiting for an opportunity to rush in that wouldn't put Hiccup in more danger. Ragnar hadn't been given his weapons back so Hiccup knew Toothless would save him if the man tried to really hurt him.

"Toothless gave me this scar." He began, meeting the Killers eyes defiantly. "I asked him too. In the same place all dragon Mates have their marks!"

Hiccup waited for him to realize what he meant, and he wasn't disappointed. After a few seconds of thought, Ragnar dropped him and stepped away like he'd just caught fire. His expression something akin to horror. "You mean you-?"

Hiccup stumbled a bit after being released two feet in the air, before drawing himself up to his full height. Once there was enough space between the two, Toothless jumped in front of Hiccup growling angrily. Ragnar's eyes bugged out of their sockets as he lurched backwards, reaching for his axe which wasn't there. Hiccup quickly climbed into the saddle; he wasn't wearing his usual harness, but he knew how to avoid falling off by that point.

"Toothless." Hiccup began. "Ragnar. Ragnar, this is Toothless. My Mate." The Dragon Killer didn't have a chance to say anything before Toothless lunged forward and jumped into the sky.

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That was fun. Last chapter coming up (Not including the epilog)

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