HELLO EVERYONE

New chapter new day for our fellow berserker siblings, dragons, and chief. Enjoy

Heather was listening closely to the last few details of Dagur's wild stories but half of her attention was focused on Hiccup since she still found it very difficult to trust Stoick the way she used to. That was until she remembered the last conversation she had with her twin brother before the whole being poison fiasco happened:

Flashback

"Look I'm serious when I'm telling you that I'm fine, besides we have more important things to worry about now... Like rescuing Dagur.."

"That's not the only thing in your list now is it Hiccup? And I'm not going to take no for an answer."

Hiccup shook his head but gave Heather his honest answer, knowing that she'll keep pressuring him to speak his mind. "Confront Stoick, I have so many questions that he needs to answer like...Why...Why didn't he just kill me the moment he took me to Berk and make up an excuse or sell me off as a slave or treat me like how most people would treat their runts... As slaves, trash, or sometimes just outcast. I know Berk used to treat me bad but I remember that there were times when I was treated like family, but now..."

"Hiccup there's no question in that Berk and Stoick were only faking everything. Look, Berk has nearly killed us, and where was Stoick to defend you? Kidnapping our real family. Hiccup I know I'm sounding harsh but we have to face reality, there was no way we were ever treated equally and maybe Stoick didn't do any of that bad stuff to you just to put on a good show, I don't know how the man thinks."

End of Flashback

I really don't know how the man thinks...But come to think of it, Stoick sure doesn't look like he's been acting so if he was so angry that day and wanted nothing to do with Hiccup then why raise him at all? Stoick was given the child who came to the world the moment his own child left it, it would make sense to make Hiccup suffer but that didn't happen... He could have done what he pleased, it would have been great to put his anger at peace and get his revenge...So why didn't he? She thought to herself, feeling a little frustrated to the point that she tried to hide it but Dagur, with his brotherly instincts, was able to see through her attempts of hiding. "Alright sis, spell it. What's on your mind?"

"What?"

Dagur made sure to respond to her painfully obvious bad acting as low as he can so Stoick wouldn't hear. "I know that look, you're thinking about something that happened that you either have or haven't told me about. "

Heather sighed, her eyes never leaving Stoick taking care of Hiccup until she finally gave her older brother the honest answer. "I just was thinking about what Hiccup was telling me before we landed in this island." She didn't given Dagur time to ask as she explained, "He was telling me that once we 'rescue' you that he was going to confront Stoick; ask him for the answers to so may questions that came to his mind. Like the events of Berk didn't affect him, like he was still having doubts on whose side he should be in..."

"So if the whole being poisoned thing never happened then he would have asked, but knowing you, you probably made sure that asking would be meaningless since you both were positive that everything in his life up to now was a lie." Dagur concluded earning him a nod from Heather as his mind was beginning to do some thinking but more in depth. They were both in silence as the fire cracked in the air, their thoughts swimming through their minds until Dagur finally broke the silence by asking from out of the blue."But what if it wasn't fake?" Now that got Heather to look at her brother confused, after all he was the one who was would stop at nothing to make sure he got his siblings back even lie but hearing him now, that's a whole different story. "What if Stoick really raised Hiccup because he wanted to, out of parental love? That every memory forged was real? That the only lie in the picture was being biologically father and son?"

"But how do we know?" Heather asked, not sure if she was questioning him or herself. "How can we know the other side of the story ? All we have is our side with the facts we were given but that's not enough."

"Well I'm not to one who knows what Hiccup wanted to ask Stoick," Dagur replied, "But you do, so it's your choice to decide what to do with that, besides Stoick is literally right in front of us." Heather knew where Dagur was getting at even though it really shocked her on how slowly Dagur, out of all people, would begin to show some trust to the enemy. But it's not like he was the first person to trust the enemy, after all, three years ago dragons were everyone's enemy until Hiccup was crazy enough to trust the enemy head on. If those two are crazy enough to put their trust in the enemy, then maybe it wouldn't hurt to ask. After all, even I want to know what in thor's name changed Stoick's mind.

So with that heavy in her mind, the choice has been made. After taking a deep breath, she got up and approached Stoick with Dagur right behind her as she finally opened her mouth to ask as loud as she can to grab the chief's attention, "Stoick, before Hiccup and I landed, he told me that he wanted to confront you but not to fight but to talk. Or to be more clear, he wanted some answers."

"Answers?" Stoick was taken aback from her sudden approach but curious, "To what? Where are you getting at lass?"

Before answering, she hauled the chief away from Hiccup and sit down where she and Dagur was until she continued, "Stoick;only not Hiccup wanted to know but Dagur and I do too...What changed your mind? I've heard from the library keeper that you swore that you would never accept Hiccup as your son so you could have done what you want to the son of Oswald the Agreeable to avenge your birth son but you didn't. Why didn't you?"

That question took Stoick by surprise it didn't mean it was difficult to answer, after all he remembered that day when he was given Hiccup, the anger he felt, the urge to talk back the deal, however it all melted away because of one reason. So Stoick answered her question as simple as he can, "Because of Hiccup himself lass."

"I don't understand," Dagur butted in just before Heather could ask the same question. "How can Hiccup change your mind about him if he was only a few months old when he was given away to you? You didn't even want him."

Stoick looked down at the fire before looking up the two siblings to answer honestly, "Aye, your right at first I never even wanted him, in fact I was second guessing myself by asking myself if I made the right decision at all...But it was Hiccup himself who helped me realize the answer."

Flashback

"I Oswald the Agreeable hereby offer you my second born son to be your own son and only heir of Berk!" Oswald handed the crying bundle to Garth who waled over to Stoick and Valka to hand them the child. "As agreed, you two will be his new family from now on, with the right to name him, to do what you see best fits, and every right as his parents. With him as my offering our tribes may be at peace." He stepped forward to the table, gesturing to Stoick where a new sheet with the treaty was along with a bottle of ink with one feather. "In order to conceal this new deal the both of us as chiefs shall sign the treaty."

Stoick huffed heavily as he walked forward to the table while Valka held and was calming down the little infant from crying. He was standing next to Oswald as the man handed him the feather to sign to which he did, both of them signed the treaty as Garth opened his record books to write the change in the tribe's heir bloodline.

Garth walked over to Valka who was whispering something to him then he stepped forward and announced, "The child shall be named after the great ancestors of Berk for he may be small but he will be strong, the name he shall be recognized as is shall be...Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third!"

Once that was done Stoick took the liberty to growl at Oswald with fury, "Just because we are at peace and you offered me one of your children does not mean that I forgive for the crime you and that child of yours have done. That child is no son of mine, he is nothing more than the offspring of the man who was the cause of my real son's death." With his grey eyes glaring deadly at the Berserker chief, Stoick went over to Garth, making sure the old man wrote 'adoptive' just to make it clear that nothing will ever be forgiven. With that he walked out of the hall with Gobber and Valka right behind him as he looked at the baby in his wife's arm, who seemed to finally stop crying and was sound asleep but that didn't stop the chief from giving the child a face of disgust.

"Stoick I know that this little fella will never replace the one you lost but remember that he is only a baby," Gobber informed the moment they were on the ships setting sail back to Berk. "It's not his fault for what happened. Just remember that."

All Stoick could do was nod but he just looked out in the horizon, completely avoiding any eye contact to the child throughout the whole journey back because the baby was not his son, never has, never will be.

THREE WEEKS LATER...

"Stoick, can you at least hold your son?" Valka once again tried as she waved a wooden horse over the wooden crib with a child who seemed to find it very amusing since he couldn't keep his small hands from trying to grab it. "You've been trying to avoid any physical contact with him, is this how you're going to treat him for the rest of his life?"

Stoick finished drinking the mead he drank, setting the cup down then pointed at Hiccup with an accusing finger, "That is not my son Valka. How many times am I going to have to tell you that? You of all people should know how much pain that child has caused us!" He didn't realize that he raised his voice so loud that it actually startled Hiccup that he began to whimper.

"But it's not his fault," Valka protested while at the same time trying to calm Hiccup down by rocking the crib. "He's only a baby who was born into this world, sure the moment he was born our own son passed on but that doesn't mean it's Hiccup's fault."

"If the boy and his sister didn't decide to come out to the world early and not take too long then of course," Stoick growled. "But that wasn't the case, I refuse to consider him my son. He's just the son of the murderer, nothing more. It might as well be better if we just ship him off-" As he stated that, it seemed as though he was about to do so right now but-

"NOT OVER MY DEAD BODY!" Valka was making a defensive stand in front of the crib. "We are not casting out our son!"

"He is not our son by blood Valka! Why are you so protective of him! Didn't you love your own blood son!?"

"Of course I love him Stoick, I loved him the moment he was born but we have to move on! He's dead and now we were given another chance to be parents, to be a family with Hiccup and all you can do is avoid him, treat him like a plaque! Hiccup may not be my real son by blood but he's our son now and as his mother I will do anything in my power to make sure he is happy and safe!" Never before did Valka raise her voice that high and with anger and to hear her this angry at him only made the argument grow.

"Because he's the son of the enemy! Why can't you see that Val!?"

"Why can't you see that Hiccup is your son!"

"I've told you once and I'll you again..THAT BOY IS NOT MY SON!"

The couple didn't realize that their argument has grown to shouting that was loud enough to frighten Hiccup so much that from whimpering he was crying out loud as tears rapidly fell but no one noticed the child's cries until a certain blacksmith came in the household.

TWO DAYS LATER...

"Are they still arguing?" Bucket asked as he was feeding Hiccup yak milk from a bottle while Mulch was shaking a little rattle the moment Gobber came in the forge with an exhausted face.

"Not anymore thank Odin," Gobber sighed, pulling up a seat as he shook his head. He was lucky enough to get in the Haddock household just in time the first day the arguing began, the poor baby was scared out of his mind so he and Mulch had to break them up and decided that it was best to take care for Hiccup until things calm down between the two. "But Stoick still refuses to accept him so I'm worried they might fight again...On the first day, if I hadn't gotten there in time-"

"But you did," Mulch reassured him as he picked Hiccup up from Bucket's lap to do the burping. "Now we have to do is wait for Stoick to accept Hiccup...But I don't see any problem with having him as a part of the tribe, " On cue Hiccup made a loud burp, causing the three men to smile a little. "You see, the little fella can burp just as loud as Gobber."

They were a little concerned when they had to return Hiccup back to Valka and Stoick but they did so anyway with one of them secretly patrolling the household just in case. The couple made no move to argue even though Stoick was still trying his hardest to stay as far away as he can away from Hiccup, especially since the boy was starting to learn how to crawl. It wasn't before long that Hiccup got one of those winter fevers but since he was very small it was pretty rough to get him to sleep. Once she finally got Hiccup to sleep, she had no choice but to go out to get some medicine from Gothi in the cold. Since Stoick wasn't home, and it was too cold for Hiccup to be outside, she had to go there by herself, leaving Hiccup alone but thankfully dragons don't raid the village during the winter.

However what she didn't anticipate was an enormous storm approaching the moment she left.

End of chapter my people but this is only part of the memory so i hope you can be patient little dragons for the next chapter so see ya