Hiccup put his helmet firmly on his head, and headed towards the weapon rack, picking up a small knife. He heard Gobber's loud voice say to Stoick, "I would have went for the hammer myself." He could not help but think about he conversation he had with Toothless earlier in the cove.
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Hic? What if something goes wrong?"
Hiccup smiled, playfully punching his brother's black-scaled shoulder. "Don't be such a worry-wart, Tooth, everything will be fine."
Toothless snorted, then tackled his brother, sending both boys rolling across the flat ground and right into the lake. Toothless and Hiccup both returned to the surface, laughing. Using his huge black wings, Toothless playfully splashed water at Hiccup, who dodged each one, and made comparatively smaller splashes with his hands.
The sound of the monstrous nightmare's cage being open snapped Hiccup out of his cheerful memory. Soon he was face to face with the huge dragon. Okay, frist things frist, the knife had to go. He dropped the knife to the ground next to him, then kicked it further away. "It's okay." He reassured the great beast, rasing his hands. "I'm not going to hurt you."
The monstrous nightmare stepped closer cautiously. Was it just him, or did he know this boy? "What is he doing?" Stoick asked, but it was more for the crowd of Vikings then for himself. Gobber, however, panicked.
"Stop the fight." He told Stoick.
"NO! You must see this, they are not dangerous. We do not have to fight them." Hiccup called to the others. The Vikings muttered with surprise, but Hiccup's dad gave an invisible nod in agreement. Hiccup took his helmet off, and gently threw it to the side.
Addressing the nightmare, he added, "I'm not like them." This made the others gasp and Gobber grow more angry at his friend. For him, the dragon was getting too close to the boy.
"I said stop the fight!" He yelled, unthinkingly smashing his hammer on the fence. That did it. Startled, the Nightmare snapped at Hiccup, causing him to scream and start running. In the cove, Toothless woke at his brother's screams.
"Hiccup!" He cried out, leaping to his paws and heading to the rock wall closest to Berk. Toothless scrambled to the top, and had trouble getting a paw hold. Then, he did. Pulling himself the rest of the way up, and sprinted for Hiccup, taking off in bursts. "Hang on, brother, I'm coming!" He burst into the air, too angry to realize he was flying. When he reached the training area, his dad was throwing himself against the doors, trying to get in. While his dad was doing that, Toothless gathered the gas he needed to go through the roof.
Hearing the screeching sound and cries of 'night fury!', he looked up, and smiled. "Toothless." he whispered.
Inside, Toothless was fighting Hookfang. "What are you doing?" he snarled at the younger dragon.
"Protecting my brother." Hookfang's eyes grew wide.
Now he knew where he saw Hiccup. "I'm sorry." he whispered, turning back to his cage.
Toothless turned to Hiccup, worry in his bright green eyes. "You okay bro?"
"I'm fine Toothless, you're the one in danger here, go!" This was not part of the plan. The plan was after Hiccup 'trained' the Nightmare, his dad will pretend to be angry at him, and drag him home. There, they will plan the next part, with his dad using the monstrous nightmare as a guide. Now, the plan was defiantly Not Good. Toothless started to answer in the negative when he saw the Vikings heading towards them.
He leapt on the nearest one and just as he recognized his father, stopped himself before he could fire, giving his dad a apologetic look, one Stoick replied with a forgiving one. His eyes grew wide with panic and before Toothless could turn around, everything was dark.