Feeling guilty because Hiccup had been hurt indirectly because of her dragons, Nina decided to do something nice. Unfortunately that meant going back to the village early. She breathed in through her nose and sighed.
"Herby, stay here," she said to him. He coughed and looked at her. She sighed again. "I'm going into town to make Hiccup something. You can't join me." He stubbornly flew up and draped himself over her head. When she tried to remove him he dug his claws in. "Ow! Okay, fine. But let me tie your paws so you don't fall off. And you can't move no matter what! They'll figure it out and kill you!" He burbled happily as she tied a piece of string around both of his front paws then tucked it under her chin. Her only thought as she headed into town was, No one's going to be fooled by this...
Hiccup rolled over in bed, trying not to move too much but feeling uncomfortable due to the bandages around his leg.
He sighed just as a knock sounded on the door. Stoick answered.
"Oh, hello, Nin-...What's that on your head? Did you kill a dragon?!" he heard his father ask, just a hint of excitement in his voice. He sat up abruptly, staring toward the ground floor. He patted his hair down.
"Oh no, I just found the body and it was still warm enough to mold it into shape. It's a bit big for me, so I tied the string to it. It keeps me warm at night, so..." she said. There was an uncomfortable silence. "So...Is Hiccup up to visitors? I brought him something."
"I think he is. He's upstairs." There was a light pattering on the stairs and Nina's head appeared.
"Hey," she said. She held a box in her hands and on top of her head was a blank-eyed Terrible Terror that was wrapped around her face stiffly. He thought for a second he'd seen the thing's side pulsate as though breathing, but quickly waved it off.
"Hey," he greeted her. "Cute hat."
"Thanks. You up to visitors?"
"Yup," he replied. "Just can't move around too much." She nodded and came the rest of the way up the stairs.
She held the box out to him. "I made you some cookies. My mom used to make them for me when I wasn't feeling my best," she said. "She had her recipe in town, so I've decided to come back early."
"That's great, Nina!" Hiccup said. He opened the box and there were several misshapen, slightly burnt cookies in it. "Thank you." He took one out and bit into it. It was surprisingly good. The edges were kind of bitter where there were burns, but otherwise it was very good.
"I'm not the best cook," she said blushing. "How are you feeling?"
"Sore but otherwise okay," he replied. "These cookies are good." He took another bite and finished the one in his hand off.