A/N: Well, I'm glad a number of people seem to be enjoying this story, to answer a few questions left in reviews, yes, Toothless will still appear and Hiccup will still become a Dragon Rider, while overall it will differ slightly from the film (and continuing series.) event's will be mostly the same. Secondly, answering a guest, Astrid react's coldly for two reasons, first and foremost, being she doesn't really like flirting (If Snotlout taught me anything about her it'd be that.) Second, Hiccup was thought dead, pops up out of nowhere and immediately proves a combat skill that rivals her own (Yes, he's going to rival Astrid in skill.) I figured her competitiveness would kick in. With explanations out of the way onto chapter two!
'By the way characters thought will be written like this'
Hiccup awoke to a brown unfamiliar wooden ceiling, a slightly sweet smell wafted to his nostrils from down stairs, he sat up and pulled at his armor lightly, the leather had stiffened slightly from the cold 'I'll need to get a hold of some skins soon.' He thought with a small grimace, he grabbed his helmet and moved downstairs, his father once again poked at a small fire, a pot of something bubbled over the top.
Stoick turned abruptly when he heard Hiccup arrive on the bottom floor of the home, he smiled widely "Hungry?"
Hiccup nodded vigorously, stomach growling for emphasis, Stoick spooned a helping of what could effectively called slop into a bowl and slid it too Hiccup, the boy peered down at the food for a moment, it smelled faintly of honey, he glanced at his father who was already eating and shrugged, lifting the bowl to his lips he tipped it back, the moment the food touched his lip he winced and moved it back down. He hadn't considered the heat.
Stoick chuckled "Hiccup, use a spoon, you're going to need some table manners."
Hiccup stared at the small chunk of smoothed wood beside the bowl, watching his father for only a moment, he quickly figured out what he had to do, balancing the food on the small piece of wood he blew on it twice and placed it in his mouth. The food wasn't by any means extravagant, but it was delicious nonetheless, the boy finished quickly and wiped at his mouth with his sleeve, reaching behind him he drew out a small leather bound book. A compartment in the arm of his right hand popped open and a small stick with a chunk of charcoal tied to the end was pulled out.
Stoick watched the boy curiously as he drew a small symbol on the book, to the older man it seemed like he was taking notes on how to correctly eat breakfast, Stoick stared at the table in bewilderment, the reality that his son was quite literally a self taught child who grew up in a forest completely sinking in.
Hiccup seemed to notice his father distress, closing the book quickly he spoke "Dad, I am a fast learner, if you don't have time to teach me every little thing, bring me any book you think I'll need and I'll study myself, besides, observation will teach me enough anyway."
Stoick seemed calmed by his sons apparent confidence "You can read?" He asked curiously.
"I found a few books and was given others, I figured it out." Hiccup replied with a nod.
"Okay, well, you have already agreed to work with Gobber in the forge, you make your way over to it at anytime you're ready, the old man is also knowledgeable about dragons, I suggest you learn everything you can from him, the raids are getting more and more frequent."
Hiccup nodded slowly "About the raids, I've made a few observations already."
Stoick paused, curiosity peaked.
"I don't think Dragon's on their own are all that dangerous." Hiccup began, his father cut him off with a shake of his head.
"I don't have time for half baked theories, they began attacking us, study them because whether you like it or not they are an enemy." Stoick's voice echoed around the room loudly, firmly punching his belief into his sons mind leaving no room for argument.
Hiccup nodded his head in slow acceptance 'It still doesn't make any sense.'
He sighed, his roundabout thoughts weren't going to help him, he was eager to begin at the forge, he was already crafty because of the small memories he had of the place, actually learning the skill would open up completely new concepts to him.
Placing his helmet on he moved out of the front of his house, he passed by a few people, they gave him weak waves and small smiles, apparently his armor still made them nervous, he shrugged the reactions off mentally, he wasn't going to change it.
He found the forge relatively easy, Gobber's voice was hard to miss, Hiccup entered the shop quickly "The apprentice has arrived."
Gobber glanced at the boy calmly "Did your father no give you any normal clothes, you don't need to be walking around in armor all the time do you?"
"There are clothes under the armor," Hiccup replied with a shrug "Besides, it pays to be prepared."
"Whatever yee say lad," Gobber shrugged "Just take the helmet off, your head will melt if you don't."
Hiccup complied removing the headgear with a quick lift, although he had nowhere to immediately put it "You've got a workbench in the back, you can put in there and grab your apron, we have work that needs to be done and I don't have time to teach you more than once."
Hiccup nodded his head quickly, darting into the back of the store, he placed the helmet down at the edge of the large desk and retrieved the small brown apron from its hook on the wall, draping it over his head he tied it around his back quickly, he didn't understand the point of putting more leather over his armor but shrugged as he stepped back through the door.
"Perfect, now come here." Gobber waved him over.
"First thing you're going to do it work the bellows, nice and easy, making a good weapon is much like wooing a woman, all timing and effective control." Gobber explained
Hiccup frowned at the analogy, seriously doubting its validity. But he complied grabbing the handles of the 'bellows' he pumped them slowly, he took notice of the coals glowing slightly brighter evenly 'So this increases heat.' He concluded.
"Exactly like that, you go to fast you get a hot slap in the face, all about timing, keep the flame even so the metal will heat at the same speed all round." Gobber explained, Hiccup continued working the bellows until his arms groaned in protest, his physical condition never showing on his face.
"Perfect, now, grab a block of steel." Gobber commanded, Hiccup's eyes darted to the small pile the Gobber gestured too.
Hiccup grabbed the ingot of metal quickly, the bar was cool in his hands as he moved, Gobber handed him a wide metal bucket, Hiccup placed the ingot in the bucket and Gobber moved it over the coals "Keep the fire hot until the metal completely melts.
Hiccup suppressed a groan, he had agreed to become the apprentice, he watched the coals closely, giving the bellows a quick press every few minutes, he grabbed a large metal poker and tapped the side of the bucket, the metal fell more correctly into it. Gobber watched the boy from the counter, surprised at his natural knowledge of the trade.
Hiccup tapped the bucket again, the metal now correctly filled the bucket, but it remained silver, he was unsure if it was melted enough yet.
"The metal should resemble the coals it's on, that the tell tale sign you've reached the goal." Gibber explained.
Hiccup nodded pulling the Bellows again, he changed his tool, picking up the large tongs on the ground and moving them to a position he could more easily reach them, glancing around he found a stone plate, a slight furrow that resembled a blade in its centre, he glanced at Gobber for confirmation, the man nodded his head silently.
Hiccup eyed the thing closely 'The melted metal goes in here so it'll take shape, but I'll need to cool it, then hammer to make it correct.' He looked around, spotting a bucket of water he brought it over to the anvil, placing the mould and the bucket beside it he pumped the bellows again and glanced at the metal, the top had begun to bubble. 'the hilt of my dagger was leather, a standard sword will be much the same.' His elbow smacked against his own blade and it clattered, he shifted the design out of his mind for now.
Hiccup moved to a large pile of leathers at one end of the shop, taking a section he cut it into strips and placed them on a table top before moving back to the now molten metal, taking the tongs he moved the bucket of steel over the mould and gently poured the metal into it, it hissed as it met the cool stone and took shape, Hiccup grabbed the bucket of water and paused 'If I just dump this the metal will come out of the mould, looking around he found a small metal spoon, he grabbed it and dropped the water on slowly, the places the water touched began to harden, Gobber watched the boy curiously as he poured the water over the blade gently, when he was finished the steel had sufficiently cooled, he flipped the mold and the metal fell against the anvil with a loud clank.
He grabbed the hammer in his hand and lifted the metal, glancing down the edge he took note of the larger lumps in the metal, laying the blade flat he lifted the hammer above his head and brought it down hard, a loud clank rang out, he immediately picked the blade up and quickly examined it, he had hit too hard, causing a section of the blade to bend in, flipping the blade he brought the hammer down again, evening it out, he flipped and hit again, flattening each side of the blade before dousing it in water again, the metal finished cooling and he brought it into the light to inspect it, running his finger over the blunted edge he smirked to himself pride fully at his first attempt.
Moving over the leathers he bound the hilt and lifted it, giving it a quick roll over his wrist to test its balance, he nodded his head in approval.
"How do a sharpen it?" Hiccup asked enthusiastically the pain in his arms completely forgotten.
Gobber gestured to a large grindstone and Hiccup moved to it, taking a moment to get the wheel spinning he set the edge of the blade to it and moved the blade along slowly, going over each side carefully. The boy lifted the blade again, the sharpened edge glinted at him.
"You think you did well?" Gobber asked rhetorically, the boys pride was evident on his face, the next part almost hurt Gobber as he took the blade and brought it down on a sword he had finished earlier that day, Hiccups blade snapped under the blow and Gobber looked at the boy, who seemed surprise before understanding fell on his face.
"It was too thin." Hiccup looked at the blacksmith for confirmation, the man nodded his head, he had expected a more stubborn Viking response, but apparently being raised in the wild taught the boy hit and miss existed, he'd simply have to try again.
Hiccup gritted his teeth in annoyance as the second sword he created came out too thick and was much to awkward to lift and fight with, even if it didn't break.
"Would it kill you to give me some advice?" Hiccup complained, watching Gobber out of the corner of his eyes as he once again heated the metal, Gobber chuckled.
"I believe in learning on the job." He replied simply with a shrug.
Hiccup rolled his eyes as he stared at the metal as it slowly began to glow, moving it into the mold for the third time he cooled it and beat at it with a hammer, he lifted the sword and turned it on its side, it wasn't paper thin like the first sword, nor did it resembled the brick of a weapon he made on his second attempt. He cooled it and walked over to the sword Gobber had made earlier, not bothering the hilt he slammed the metal down on the sword, releasing a bit of his pent up frustration.
The metal resounded with a sold chink, Hiccup examined the blade calmly, still in once piece, no cracks had appeared, just a small knick in the side of the blade where it had struck the blade.
Hiccup threw his hands into the air "I did it! Did you see that, it didn't break!"
Gobber chuckled "Aye, that you did."
Gobber's tone made Hiccup pause, the small boy turned to the large Viking curiously, Gobber opened the counter on the forge, Hiccup's eyes widened in surprise at the sheer number of people lined up outside.
"Now you just need to do it," He paused as he glanced at the line "Thirty more times, give or take five or six."
Hiccup visibly slumped as he rubbed at his forehead, flicking the sweat into the ground "What is some of them want axes or maces or something?"
"Don't worry, I asked people who wanted swords to come today," Gobber flashed his palms to calm the boy "Axes and maces are another day."
Hiccup rolled his shoulders silently as he moved another ingot of metal over the fire, pumped the billow's and started on the hilt of the completely blade, after finishing it he moved the first blade to the counter, the Viking gripped it and swung it around himself slowly before placing the flat against his arm and examining it closely "A Fine blade Master Hiccup." The Viking nodded gratefully and walked away.
Hiccup managed to get the customers for that day out of the way in good enough time, it was just barely sunset when he had finished for the day, although his arms felt about ready to fall off, he had a triumphant smirk on his face.
"See, learning on the job, fastest way to it." Gobber nodded his head as he crossed his arms.
Hiccup's face screwed up as he watched the large man "Somehow I think there are easier ways to teach."
Gobber shrugged "None that I've found."
'Ah, Viking stubbornness, this is something I should most definitely get used to.' Hiccup thought with a grimace, Gobber looked out into the sky calmly "There won't be any attacks tonight. Close up and get some rest."
Hiccup watched the man leave curiously, wondering how on earth he could possibly know if the dragons would come back, he shrugged, placing it to years of experience and a hunch as he moved around the forge, he tidied the pile of leather, pulled the window on the counter closed and looked around, deciding he didn't want to leave quiet yet he moved back into his small workstation, laying out his journal he spread it out, looking around the room he found a small draw with stacks of blank paper in it, he tapped the makeshift pencil he had created against his chin as he moved back into the forge, grabbing one of the things Gobber had called a 'bola' he looked at it carefully, it's basic function was obvious, wrap it around a dragons legs, to weight it down, around its wings to stop it from taking off. He flipped it around his head and threw it, the thing clattered against a support beam of the forge and fell to the ground 'It doesn't go very far though.'
He moved back into his workshop and drew up a small plan, similar to that of a crossbow and a larger stand, he figured something that gives the bola's a stronger, faster flight would be helpful. He'd build it on nights like this and in his spare time, rubbing his chin carefully as he finished it off, he had a pretty good idea of how he'd go about it. He stretched his arms over his head and yawned, his back giving off a few resounding pops, he got to his feet and moved back into the forge, leaving the plan on the table for the next day, as he moved towards the door someone entered the forge with a quiet knock, although he noticed after he had already bumped into the person, the pair took a quick step back.
"Sorry." Hiccup sounded instantly.
The blue eyes that glared back at him were hard to not recognize, he suppressed the urge to sigh.
"Is there, uh, something you needed?" Hiccup asked politely
"Yes, my axe sharpened," Astrid responded curtly crossing her arms "But since Gobber isn't here I'll come back tomorrow."
"I can sharpen an axe," Hiccup called simply, the blonde turned to look at him curiously, he gestured for her to come inside with his hand as he moved over to the grindstone "Besides, you came here now to avoid a line right?"
The girl paused in the doorway, wondering how the boy in front of her could possible know that "Not entirely, I was training today, just happened to blunt my axe with a bad throw."
Hiccup nodded his head silently, moving his blade around slightly as he spun the grindstone and glanced at the blonde calmly.
The girl met his look calmly "What?"
"I'm gonna need the axe." The boy answered, holding out his hand, Astrid gave him one last calculating look before dropping the weapon in his hand, he flipped it around and placed the edge against the stone silently, the sound of stone grating on metal filled the forge as the pair waiting in silence.
Hiccup snuck a few glances at the girl, remembering their encounter when they were introduced, he wasn't sure what he did to make the girl dislike him so much, so he figured something he had said the night before must have been insulting in some way, or it was misunderstood.
"I'm sorry." He sounded over the noise of his work.
Astrid look at the boy in surprise "For what? It's not like you've done anything wrong."
"Huh?" He looked at her in confusion he turned the axe around "Then why are you so hostile towards me."
"Cause I don't like flirts." Astrid shrugged in answer.
"I don't know what that is," Hiccup's mouth twisted slightly as he nodded "I mean, I just wanted the other one to stop talking."
Astrid watched boy calmly, it didn't seem like he was lying and he hadn't said anything she would consider flirtatious since, maybe he was telling the truth?
"Look if I said anything that could be taken as an insult or misinterpreted, I'm sorry, I don't even know what 'fair' describes other than equal trade." Hiccup explained, moving the axe slowly.
"Oh, well fair kind of means beautiful when used to describe a girl." Astrid explained, Hiccup watched the blonde carefully in confusion.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but me calling you fair was a compliment then." Hiccup inclined his head slightly as he raised a questioning eyebrow.
"Yes." Astrid answered with a nod.
"And that made you angry?" Hiccup asked
"Again, yes." Astrid answered with a now.
"Why?" Hiccup asked, confusion still evident on his face.
"Because, I'm a warrior, I'm not 'fair', I'm supposed to be intimidating, strong, those are compliments I'd rather hear." Astrid replied flatly
"Okay, why can't you just be fair and strong?" Hiccup asked
"I…" Astrid trailed off, unable to find a solid argument.
Hiccup got to his feet slowly, handing her axe to her "I happen to think you are quite beautiful, but I can also tell that you keep good care of your weapon, Gobber said the mark of a real warrior is how well they treat their weapon," Hiccup smiled "I think you're a good warrior too."
Astrid colored lightly, something about the completely innocent smile and the words triggered something in her the back of her mind, she averted her gaze and brought her axe in front of her, pretending to inspect it as she shot the boy stealthy glances as he moved into the back of the shop, he came back out with his helmet under his arm and his apron off.
"Thanks for sharpening this." She spoke so quietly he almost didn't catch it, almost, before darting off into the dark of the village.
Hiccup frowned as he put his helmet on, she wasn't hostile this time, which he counted as a plus, but she did sort of run away from him 'Maybe it's a human thing.' He thought with a dismissive shrug.
He arrived back at Stoick's home relatively quickly, the large man sat a plate of food on the table as Hiccup took a seat, Stoick watched his sons expression change a number of times as he thought, confusion, consideration, back to confusion until finally dismissal.
"Dad," Hiccup sounded calmly, the man raised an eyebrow in acknowledgement "I don't understand girls."
Stoick suppressed the urge to break in laughter "I don't think any man can lad, but more importantly, first thing you should study."
Stoick slid a small book across the table, the title 'Dragon Manuel' etched into the front "Everything we know about every dragon we know of, it'll be important for you to learn."
Hiccup nodded his head as he grabbed the book "You start Dragon Academy next week."
"Dragon Academy?" Hiccup asked
"A school run by Gobber, teaches the younger ones who to fight Dragons." Stoick answered concisely.
"So, he drops us in an arena with a dragon and hopes it goes well, great." Hiccup sounded sarcastically, knowing the man's motto of learning on the job.
Stoick chuckled "heh, you'll get used to it." The large Viking responded before retiring to his bed, Hiccup brought a candle upstairs and placed it on his bedside, he mentally kicked himself for forgetting to grab a fur as he opened the book and began studying up on Dragons.
The week passed relatively quickly for the boy, he still found humans difficult to deal with, preferring to work in silence, Astrid didn't stop by to have her axe sharpened again, axes and maces turned out to be much easier to make than he originally though, only screwing up the axe a single time, the maces pass basically a chunk of metal, almost no thought was necessary to make it at all.
Two nights before he was going to start the academy he finished his bola slinging contraption, he fired it in the main square a number of times, making sure it flew straight and the calibration was correct.
He smirked to himself as he wheeled the contraption back into the forge, as he arrived he heard another soft knock at the door, turning his head enough to see who was standing in the doorway he gestured with his head for them to come in.
Astrid entered slowly, axe slung over her shoulder, Hiccup gestured for her to hand him the axe silently, she complied and handed the weapon to him. He ran his finger over the edge of the weapon, it was considerably blunted, more so than the last time she had brought it to him, the thing didn't even knick his finger as he moved it over the blade, setting it against the grindstone he moved it along slowly, glancing at Astrid curiously, she shifted from foot to foot nervously, twirled a loose strand of hair around her finger and generally avoided looking at him.
"Am I making you that uncomfortable?" Hiccup asked curiously with a chuckle.
"What? No, I was just praying you don't ask how I let my axe get so-." She cut off, almost spilling the beans on her nervousness.
"Dragon Academy starts soon correct, even I've been training for it." Hiccup chuckled "But you did let the axe get bad."
Astrid moved her shoulders in a sort of acceptance "I…got excited and may have, neglected it…a little, but I still sharpened it sometimes with a normal stone, I just left it a little too long." She explained slowly.
Hiccup nodded his head and smirked in acceptance "Nobody's perfect."
Astrid glanced at the machine he made, eager to change the subject of her neglect of the weapon "So what's that for?"
Hiccup glanced at the aptly named Bola slinger and smirked "I built it, it'll help out with all dragons in general, but that one there, it's built specifically to catch a Nightfury."
Astrid watched the boy, clear shock on her face "No, that's a really bad idea, Nightfury's aren't just a run of the mill dragon, they're, they're…" She trailed trying to find the right words to describe them.
"The unholy spawns of lighting and death itself?" Hiccup finished for her.
"Exactly, it's suicidal to think about capturing one, much less killing it." She exclaimed
"I'm kidding okay, the likelihood of that thing hitting a Nightfury is like a million to one, you can't even see them in the sky." Hiccup chuckled
Astrid pursed her lips together and gave the boy a light punch in the arm, he rolled the appendage and winced, reminding himself never to get on her bad side.
He handed the axe back to the girl when he finished sharpening it with a warm smile "I'm pretty much here all the time, if you need it sharpened more often you can wait in the back room while I do it you know."
She nodded her head gratefully "M-maybe I'll take you up on that." She mentally slapped herself for her stutter, now convinced there was some form of witchcraft in the boys smile that caused this reaction.
The night after was the first time Hiccup saw a Dragon Raid in person, he was working overtime in the forge to try and keep weapons repaired, he glanced out the window of the place, as a fireball smashed into a cart, shattering the wooden vehicle to pieces, fire spreading to the nearby homes.
The other teenagers moved quickly, dousing the fire and ducking behind stone buildings to keep from being burned alive, even if the efforts of their fire extinguishing were in vain.
"Gobber, I'll leave this to you, I'm going to help." Hiccup sounded as he tossed the man a sharpened sword.
Gobber snapped to the boy to order him to get back in the forge to help, but he was already outside ducking fireballs and bolting down the street, Gobber handed the sword to the man in front of him and moved through the forge quickly, grumbling something about stubborn Vikings.
Hiccup ducked low as a Nightmare flew over his head, the beast almost completely ignoring him as an arrow was shot at it, bouncing off the armored scales uselessly, Hiccup's head snapped up as a large man leapt from the roof of a home, forcing the beast to the ground and slamming it's mouth shut, other Vikings moved around the beast and netted it.
Stoick wiped his beard calmly as he looked around himself quickly "What have we got?"
"Nightmares, Nadder's, Gronkle's and Egil spotted a huge Zippleback." Spitelout explained quickly.
"Any Nightfury's?" Stoick asked
"None so far." Spitelout asked
"Good," Stoick nodded his head "Watching the dragon's above him for a moment he spoke, they are trying to get at the western barn, head over there and hold them off, we'll counter-attack with the catapults."
"Aye sir!" The Vikings sounded in cry, charging off, a few men followed behind Stoick.
Hiccup vaulted a fallen beam as he made his way to the vantage he'd set up his Bola slinger, he was eager to test it in actual combat, even if the dragon attacks still confused him, he wasn't about the let them break a home he wasn't even used too yet.
He stomped hard on the wooden platform, with a click the mechanism snapped up, the large crossbow like weapon creaked slightly as Hiccup loaded it. His eyes scanned the sky for a moment, he spotted his dad on the large catapult as it was fired, taking a number of dragons out.
A Nightmare lit itself on fire and moved towards the massive Viking, who simply grinned at the minor challenge in front of him, flipping a hammer in his hand, he slammed the weapon against the beast, it let out a pained hiss but was otherwise undeterred, Stoick followed up with an immediate set of blows, the dragon wobbled slightly at the continued onslaught, it's mouth snapped open and fire shot towards the large man, he ducked forward and speared his body into the beasts neck, taking it off the catapult entirely, rolling over his shoulder as he popped back to his feet.
The dragon growled at him, attempted to spit another burst of fire at him, a small trickle of pitiful flame leaked from its mouth and Stoick grinned "You're all out." He threatened darkly, before a faint whistle caught his ears, the Nightmare took off as Stoick turned his head to the sky, barely making out the fast moving streak of black against the stars.
"Nightfury!" He bellowed the men on the catapults, dived off the contraption as a shot of purple fire slammed into the side of it, an explosion rocked the weapon and it lurched dangerously to the side.
Hiccup's eyes narrowed as the black dragon flew passed the explosion of its own fire, he got a solid view of its path after it hit its target. He drew the bola slinger around and waited, convinced the dragon would come around to finish the catapult off.
As expected he heard the faint whistle over his head, he ducked down at the beast flew right over the top of him on its path, he lifted his head and drew the weapon around, the second explosion sent the catapult into the sea, not before Hiccup watched the dragon's turn and snapped the weapon forward and pulling the trigger, the bola whipped forward, Hiccup eyed the thing until he could only see the black if the Nightfury against the stars, a loud growl sounded with a resounding snap, Hiccup watched the Nightfury slam somewhere in the forest, tree's snapping at its impact.
"Yes! Yes! Did anybody see that?!" He turned around, realizing he was on his own on his vantage, he shrugged and made a face as he heard the splintering of wood, whipping his head around his jumped back as a Nightmare attempted to bite him, drawing his blade instantly he placed it along his forearms and met the beasts eyes with a glare.
The Monstrous Nightmare growled at him as its entire body lit with fire, Hiccup gritted his teeth in annoyance as he dived out the way of the advancing beast, dropping off the edge of his vantage he landed on a tiled roof with a loud thud, he rolled to his feet and darted along the roof, before jumping off, the Nightmare followed flying over the top of him, he shrunk his body against the side of the home as the beast's claw perched right above him, he held his breath, the Nightmares head began turning slowly towards him before someone let out a loud cry, Hiccup's head snapped down to see Astrid charging the dragon, he rolled his eyes as he moved around, launching himself at her, the Nightmare's head snapped around launching a fireball behind the boy, he could feel the heat of the fire against his feet as he collided with Astrid, forcing her to the ground as the fireball flew over the top of them.
Hiccup's back steamed slightly as his head snapped back to the dragon, the beast let out a growl and took off, flying away without trying to kill either of them. He frowned before someone's muffled yelp caught his attention.
He looked down to realize he was obscuring Astrid's ability to shout with his forearm over her mouth, the daggers she was glaring at him indicated she was most definitely not pleased with his intervention.
He got up abruptly and brushed himself off, Astrid continued to glare at him "What was that?!" She demanded angrily
"It had one more shot left," Hiccup replied flatly "Why do you think I wasn't fighting it."
"We dodged it and you just let it go." Astrid flared.
"Did you have a great idea for bringing it back down?" Hiccup shot at her, she questioned and averted her eyed, "We had no way to stop it from flying away, just be glad it didn't kill us."
"Thanks, for pushing me out of the way." Astrid spoke softly, for whatever reason it seemed like it was the way she always thanked him, before darting off.
Hiccup rubbed at his face tiredly, letting out a yawn he was eager to get to bed and sleep off the hectic night.
"Hiccup!" Stoick's voice boomed.
The boy cringed slightly at the tone "Uh, yes dad?"
"Gobber told me you abandoned the forge to 'help'." Stoick watched the boy turn around slowly
"Help with what, weapons are important, without you there helping with repairs men can die." Stoick almost growled, clearly displeased.
"I figured since I am starting tomorrow I should try to learn about what I am fighting first hand," Hiccup replied "I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
Stoick took a long breath "Go on home now lad, it's not a problem, Gobber handled it well enough."
Hiccup nodded gratefully, when he arrived in his bed, now actually covered in a thick bear fur, he had a feeling he had forgotten about something incredibly important.
A/N: Dun, du, DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN! And with the next chapter, we will be meeting Toothless, hope your enjoying this so far and another thing I wanted to answer, a few people said Hiccup and Stoick had very little reaction to finding each other again after so long as well as how Hiccup's own back story isn't really explained, as the story goes on you'll find out a little more about how Hiccup learned to survive, among other things. Second, Stoick never strikes me as overly emotional, finding his son made him incredibly happy, but it isn't something he shows on his face, even when he finds Valka in the second movie, he wavers very little in front of her (In my own opinion.) So I basically Kept to that strategy, well I hope you enjoyed guys and I'll see you in the next one, peace!