Full Summary: "Okay, so what are we going to name him?" "You mean our little girl?" Time to give a cute babe a name. And time to get our nerves under control. And laughter. [Hiccstrid] [Ye be warned: Contains lots of feels, lots of fluff.]

"Okay, so what are we going to name him?" Astrid asked tiredly. It had been a long night. Many hours of pain, pushing, and screaming. Hiccup surprisingly didn't faint. But he did turn green in the face at the sight of the amount of blood. The gods won't just let the image out yet. He still shivers uncomfortable.

"You mean our little girl!" He asked cheekily. He still won't give up on the fact that he may be a girl. Even if they already checked. Vikings have stubbornness issues of course, the Chief being the worst.

"Hiccup, I'm too tired for this. You're wrong, not the first time I might add, get over it. Our baby is a he. Maybe we can get a girl..."

"Maybe? We will." Hiccup insisted. Astrid glared at him. Hiccup has seen this glare before, but never this intense.

"Okay, okay. Maybe. So, Milady, what shall we name him?" Hiccup asked curiously. He heard a couple of names from the others. Some were, intense, others were mocking. Very mocking.

Astrid pondered this with her newborn son in her arms. She has been torn between so many names. She had liked a lot of their parent's suggestion. Her father suggested Arguan, her mother Vekein, and Hiccup's mother Hatchet. They were all great, strong names, but they didn't feel right. She thought of joking names Hiccup thought of, mocking his friend's choices. She laughed quietly to herself. She sighed.

She didn't know, but then she did. She remembered a specific night not too long ago. A common night full of fighting and bantering. She smiled and whispered it into Hiccup's ear.

Hiccup smiled knowingly.

"I knew you'll choose that one. Ever since that night, it just stuck. I bet it had to do with my eyes huh?"

Astrid rolled her eyes looked at her sleeping son. He had his father's everything. Almost an exact replica of him. Auburn hair, awkward, well, everything, lanky arms and legs, angular jaw and faint freckles under his eyes and nose.

His eyes, however, were his mother's. A startling sky blue. Astrid beamed when she first saw his eyes. He knew he would be remembered by their intensity. He would remembered because of her eyes. It made her feel all the more prouder.

"So, we have a named babe?"

"Yeah. Yeah we do." Hiccup whispered in awe. His child reminded him so much of himself. He felt the onslaught of emotion overwhelm him. He sighed furiously and started to pace around. Astrid watched this sudden change of emotions.

"Hiccup, what's wrong? Our child, he's fine. He's a strong babe." Astrid encouraged.

"That's it though. He may look promising but he might not be. He might be a disappointment like me and I'll be like my stubborn father and ignore him. I'll be the anger, disappointed father that he was most of the times instead of the caring one I want I be. I don't want to make my father's mistakes. I don't want, ugh! This is so messed up." Hiccup ranted. Each word growing louder and louder, until it dropped to a whimper. Astrid was shocked by his sudden outburst. She had a feeling one was coming, but she didn't know it'll be like this. She thought he'll use his smart-arse comments and sarcasm.

"Hiccup. You are anything but like your father. Well, you're both stubborn as a mule, but so is every Haddock. Anyway, you're kind, and caring, and thoughtful. I've seen the way you look at him. You care too much to ignore him. Your father was grieving. Though he was wrong to push you away, it wasn't out of pure hatred. He loved your mother so much, and you're jut like her. And remember after the battle with the Red Death, he was so kind and caring and he was better. Hiccup, you'll be a great father." Hiccup stopped. He sighed. He hated it when Astrid was right. Which- unfortunately for him- happened a lot.

"You're right. Okay. Thanks Astrid."

"Good. Now stop pacing and man up. You'll wake the baby." They chuckled together.

"Hey, look, it's the Chief and his wife. With their babe!" Someone one in the growing crowd called. Cheers erupted from the crowd as the couple stepped on a makeshift stage thanks to Gobber. It was time to present the babe for his naming ceremony and the assignment of god-parents. Since it was the heir, it was even a bigger ceremony.

"Eh! Quiet it down ya hogs. Odin's beard, ya wake ta baby!" Gobber yowled. Silence, then laughter. They all knew it was a joke he always made. He turned to the Chief. His eyes shine with pride. "Hiccup. Take eh away."

Hiccup nodded and smiled in gratitude. He swore he saw a tear from his prior mentor and father-like figure.

"Um, hello Vikings. Lovely day, bit chilly." Hiccup started off nervously. A few snickers were heard, mostly from the twins and Snotlout. "So, you guys are all gathered here for my first-born. Gotta admit, I'm glad I didn't faint when he was born days ago." More snickers were heard and Astrid shoved him. She glared half-heartedly at him and handed him over the gurgling babe. She nodded and they turned back to the crowd.

"So, Berk has a new heir. I'm sure he'll hear great stories about our stubbornness, occupational hazards, my clumsiness, and Astrid's infamous punching and arse-whopping." Laughter was surging through the crowd again. Hiccup was just too awkward.

"So, I'm glad to present our male heir," he was cut off by a "Astrid told ya so!", courtesy of Tuffnut. Astrid smirked. Hiccup just rolled his eyes and continued. "I'm proud to present our male heir of Berk, Lyken Stoick Haddock the first. And we are also proud to present his gods-parents." He turned to Astrid.

"Gobber the Belch as his proud gods-father and Valka Haddock as the gods-mother." Gobber and Valka smiled at each other. Gobber blew loudly into a rag and laughter once again rang through the applauding crowd.

Hiccup and Astrid smiled proudly at their now named son, Lyken. Yes, he was named after a plant Hiccup was asked to fetch for the Elder, but they both decided to honor her for her help- she had indeed aided them countless times before. The Elder knew this and she smiled knowingly at the couple. She was proud of the chief. She knew that the fishbone-like, sarcastic outcast would become one of the greatest chiefs that Berk ever had- like his father before him, and maybe better.

All was at Berk for the time being. Most knew of the trouble was yet to be brought by the new heir- mostly the Elder. So peace was only temporary.

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