I moved over toward Frostbite. Unn needed to cool off and I sat next to Frostbite.
For those of you who are wondering we did go on the dragon migration. Unfortunately none of our offspring survived. We had three gorgeous pitch black eggs. Frostbite wouldn't leave the nest. She had a feeling that something was wrong. Her intuition is never wrong. I rolled the eggs into the water and only one dragonet came out. I told Frostbite to take care of him and i would wait for the rest. I was lying. I saw two explosions in the water. I dove in grabbed the remaining egg and the body of our dead son and pulled them out of the water. When Frostbite saw me put the two on the ground she ran over to us. She had the other baby in her mouth. She let the living boy go and went to the dead one. His black scales were cold and he didn't breath. Frostbite fought back tears as I buried my boy in the sand.
Frostbite insisted that the egg could still hatch, even though I could tell she was lying to herself. I scooped up the egg in my mouth and brought it back to our nest. Our living son was as black as midnight and had green eyes. He was a little scrawnier then most dragons and wasn't very strong. He reminded me of my rider. The morning of our last day there, we woke and our son was dead. Frostbite mourned over our son for hours. The egg then started to smell and I knew it wasn't alive. Buried our other children and drug Frostbite back to Berk. I couldn't feel so horrible. Frostbite never wanted to try for a clutch again.
When we were back in Berk, Frostbite and I grew rather attached to Unn. We taught her how to speak like us and treated her as if she was our own little girl. Frostbite spoils her like crazy. Even letting Unn fly when she was seven, much against Hiccup's wishes. I understand why Frostbite spoils her and I sometimes spoil her too, but if we spoil her too much she will become rotten.
"You really shouldn't spoil her like that." I said. Frostbite sighed.
"I just want her to have everything." She replied as we watched Unn. Unn pulled out the notebook from her satchel. She wore the satchel across one shoulder and the pouch rested on the opposite side's hip. Frostbite and I walked over to her.
"What are you writing?" I asked. Unn looked at me and sighed.
"Something that my dad will never read because it is made up." Unn replied in her best Dragonese. "I can never do anything to impress him. It's always Hackett this and Hackett that. Never does he take pride in anything that I can do. Even when he talks about us to other people, it's always Hackett. Never a word about me." A tear slipped down Unn's face. "It's just not fair." I knew that Hiccup loved Unn. He just didn't know how to show her.
"Will you tell it to us?" Frostbite asked. Unn's face then lit up and she read to us what she wrote. She even translated it for us. It really was a good story. Lots of action and suspense. The more Unn wrote, the better her stories became. After supper was over, Hiccup came over.
"Unn come on it's bed time." He said holding his arms out to her. Unn just looked at his arms with a blank expression.
"Can't I sleep with Frostbite and Toothless tonight?" she asked. I could see Hiccup was hurt.
"Maybe Frostbite wants a break from you." Hiccup said trying to stay warm and kind. "Come and join us."
"I don't mind if she stays." Frostbite said.
"Frostbite says she doesn't mind!" Unn said. Hiccup then grabbed her arm and pulled her into him.
"Unn, no one can speak to dragons. Stop putting your own words into Frostbite's mouth and stop pretending you can speak to them!" Hiccup said. "You are spending the night with us tonight." Hiccup dragged Unn to the cots and I looked over at Frostbite.
"Why? Because you can't talk to them?" Unn shot back. "The almighty dragon trainer of Berk who killed the Red Death who thinks he knows all there is to know about dragons. And once he is told that is possible to talk to dragons he refuses it. Even when his own daughter tell him so! What's wrong dad? I am squashing your pride?"
"Enough, Unn!" he said. "Another word and I will..."
"Tell momma?" She asked. "Go ahead, I don't care!" I could see Hiccup was about to cry. He wanted so badly to show Unn all the love he could, but the personalities just kept clashing. Hiccup then picked her up and put her on a cot. After tucking her in, he gave he a kiss on the forehead.
"I love you." He said. Unn wouldn't reply. Hiccup sighed. "Good night." Hiccup said as he started walking toward Astrid.
"You shouldn't have said that. You know how angry Hiccup gets when Unn even mentions talking to us." I said. Frostbite bowed her head.
"I know, but I can't help it. She is my Unn as much as she is anyone else's." Frostbite replied. I knew I had to do something.
"Frostbite, can we try again for another clutch?" I asked.
"No!" She retorted.
"Frostbite please! Do it for me!" I pleaded. I don't ever ask much of her and she will usually grants my requests.
"I don't know." She said. I could still tell that she was hurting from our first try ten years ago.
"Please!" I asked softly and sweetly. Frostbite sighed.
"Fine we can try for another clutch." She replied. Not only was I happy to hopefully have dragonets, but I needed to get Frostbite less attached to Unn. If it keeps going the way it does, the relationship between Hiccup and Unn was going to get worse.