I am going to step back a couple days before Toothless and Frostbite came back. In fact it was my birthday! I was turning 10. Daddy had become too busy for me... again. I understood that he was chief, but I still want to spend time with my daddy. I woke up unusually early. No one was up. I figured it was okay. I didn't want to see anyone but Frostbite anyways and she was away having babies. The snow had covered my secret place number two and I didn't have a dragon to go to secret place number one. I figured it would be fun to discover a new place. I grabbed a bit of bread and went to find a new place to hide.

It was beautiful outside. Skaði had definitely blessed us with a thick blanket of white sparkling snow. I walked peacefully out of the village and into the forest to fins a new secret spot. It was so pretty I had to sing. I know people say it is not good to sing when it's cold, but I find it easier to sing that way. I like breathing in the freezing air deep into my lungs. That was not sarcasm.

"My mother in the pen, pen don't worry for, for I shall loan you these rags of mine to dance in." I sang. My light soprano voice echoed through the trees. "I shall loan you these rags of mine to dance in." I admit it isn't the happiest song, but I like its melody. It's slow and sad. I like songs like that. I absentmindedly made my way to the cove. I climbed in and walked around inside being wary of the little lake inside. I had forgotten my book and that was fine with me. I needed sometime to walk around without thinking about what would be a good story. I truly tried to enjoy myself without Frostbite to spend my birthday with me.

I looked at the cove. It had a great sound when you sang in it. "My mother in the pen, pen." I sang again. "Don't worry for, for I shall loan you these rags of mine to dance in." I took in another lung piercing breath. "I shall loan you these rags of mine to dance in."

"Unn. Unn is that you?" Called Daddy. I rolled my eyes. Can I not be alone on my birthday?

"I'm right here Daddy!" I shouted back.

"Where is here?" he asked.

"In the cove." I said. It took a couple of minutes before I saw my father's form appear.

"Ah, there you are." He smiled. "Momma and I were worried. So I said I would bring you back for breakfast."

"I'm not hungry." I said. I wasn't lying. I had already had something. Daddy's face twisted into confusion and he descended into the cove.

"What's wrong sweet stuff?" He asked on his way down.

"No. Everything's fine." I replied. Daddy then jumped down from where he was climbing and walked over to me.

"Of course, since you always wake up before everyone else and leave the house without your book. Especially on your birthday." He said sarcastically. My dad the king of sarcasm.

"I can't spend some time by myself on my own birthday?" I asked. Daddy sat down next to me.

"I guess not." Daddy replied. "But you just don't wake up early and say you are not hungry."

"I already ate." I said.

"You still don't wake up early." Daddy said. "So what's going on? Nightmares?"

"No." I said.

"Is your mind restless again?" he asked.

"No." I replied.

"Do you miss Frostbite a lot?" he prodded.

"No." I answered. Daddy gave me an even more confused look. "I mean yes I miss her, but that is not the reason I am here."

"You and Hackett not getting along?" he asked.

"No! Would you just listen?" I shouted. If he waited I would have answered him.

"Don't raise your voice to me young lady!" Daddy said in a low tone.

"If you would just shut up listen to me once in a while, I wouldn't have to feel like I need to yell!" I spat back.

"Unn." Daddy scolded. I sighed and stood up.

"You know what just forget it. I'll be home later. Don't wait up for me." I said as I started to walk away. Daddy grabbed my arm and pulled me down into his lap.

"Oh no. You are not getting out of this one." Daddy said as he wrapped me tightly in his arms eliminating any means of escape. I sat and fumed. "I'll be quiet. Just tell me what is bugging you without raising your voice." He finished. I let out a frustrated sigh.

"Nothing is bugging me." I said with clenched teeth. "I just wanted some time to myself."

"Why?" he asked.

"You can't tell me the chief of Berk who has two children and more on the way doesn't want time to himself here and there." I said. "I just want some me time."

"You know how I spend my me time?" he asked me.

"No." I replied.

"I like to spend it with you and your brother and your mother. No matter how stressful a day is, I always enjoy spending time with you guys." He said. "That's my me time."

"Daddy, I'm not like you. I like being by myself." I said.

"Nobody likes to be alone." Daddy said.

"What about Gobber?" I asked.

"Gobber isn't alone. He has us and Phil." Daddy said.

"Phil the sheep?" I asked.

"Yeah." Daddy replied.

"Then I am not alone either. I have Frostbite." I said.

"Frostbite isn't here right now." Daddy pointed out. I rolled my eyes.

"Daddy!" I whined.

"Daddy!" he said mocking my whining tone. It was at these times I wish Momma would sock him in the shoulder.

"I just want to be alone." I said starting to cry.

"Hey, hey, hey," Daddy started. "I didn't mean to upset you. I just want to know why."

"I think best when I by myself." I said.

"I see." Daddy said. "I guess I understand that, but I promised Momma I would bring you back for breakfast." I nodded.

"I'll come with you." I groaned. Daddy kissed me on the head and let go of me.

"That's my girl." He smiled. We then made our way out of the cove. "Why don't you sing as much anymore?" He asked. I shrugged.

"I don't know." I said. Now I was lying. I didn't like that Daddy would never boast about me. What's the point in singing when know one is there to listen. "I prefer to write." I finished.

"You should sing more often at home." he said. I hung my head. I like to sing out in the open. "Your voice is pretty."

"I'll think about it." I replied.

The rest of the day was good. In fact Hackett made me a pretty pendant on a cord. It was silver Night Fury with little red stones for eyes. It was my Frostbite. Momma gave me my first weapon. It was a mace. I always wanted one. Daddy's gift was also amazing. For years I had been begging for them, but Daddy insisted I wasn't ready, but he gave it to me. I got my first quill and jar of ink. Even though Frostbite wasn't there. My birthday wasn't half bad.