Once the dragons were gone, the door opened and the Chiefest of the village, Valka, who had watched the whole thing wide eyed and not believing what she had just witnessed.

Two dragons, and not just any dragons but Night Furies, coming to this village, this house, and leaving something on their doorstep before flying away.

Bending down slowly, getting to her knees to see what it was, Valka gasped to find that it was a baby. The smallest baby she had ever seen that's for sure, but a baby none-the-less.

Knowing that it will not stand the night out in the cold alone, Valka brought it in to the house. Not knowing what to do with it though or explain it to her husband Stoick the Vast when he comes back from that gathering of Chieftains in a few weeks.

"Well," she said as she sat in a chair the baby in her arms, thinking. "We have always wanted a baby, and we did have fun on the night before he left," she continued to list her options, "And it does take at least three months to get to where the summit is being held and back, making a total of six months... and you is such a wee thing, I can just say that he came early into the world." she carried on looking to the baby.

"But what will I say to the rest of the village when suddenly I enter the Great Hall tomorrow, with this cute little thing in my arms?" she asked. "No ones going to believe he was left by dragons will they? And no one's going to believe he's mine because there was no screaming and it's not been that long either. Maybe this isn't the best idea..."

Whether it was because of all the talking, or because he felt that he was in another's, a strangers, presence the cub woke up and was staring up at the creature who was holding it and making noises that were coming out of her face hole, looking worried.

Sensing that it was him that had this creature so upset, the cub began to cry not wanting to make others upset.

"Oh no. No no no no no" Valka said quietly holding the baby up so he could see her, "I'm here, I'm here don't cry."

'Come stop your crying, it will be alright
Just take my hand, hold it tight
I will protect you from all around you
I will be here don't you cry'

she sang making the baby calm down a bit and sniff as he looked towards where the nice noise was coming from.

'For once so small you seem so strong,
My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm'

she continued bringing the baby back into her arms

'This bond between us, cant be broken
I will be here don't you cry

Because you'll be in my heart
Yes you'll be in my heart
from this day on, now and forever more

You'll be in my heart, no matter what they say'

she said looking out the window towards the rest of the village.

You'll be here in my heart, always.'

Smiling Valka kissed the baby on the top of the head, seeing it had calmed back down and was now hiccuping because of his crying fit.

"Say that's what I'll call you," Valka said to the baby. "Hiccup. Well can't kick you out know can I?" she asked "I just named you." she said as she began rocking the baby to sleep. "You know what Hiccup? I have a feeling those Night Furies had a reason for placing you on my door step. I'm not sure what it might be. But I feel that whatever it is. It will be something big."

But all Val got in reply were small humming snores as the newly named Hiccup had fallen back to sleep.

The next morning Valka got up extra early and went to find the family's best friend Gobber and the town elder Gothi to discuss what happened last night and work out what to do about it.

After listening to her story both pairs of eyes were wide open and Gothi slowly came forward to have a better look at this baby.

After about fifteen to twenty minutes, she stepped back, sprinkled some sand on the floor and began to write...

"What she saying Gobber?" Valka asked her arms now around the baby protectively.

"She says... 'This is no ordinary baby...' " Gobber began translating the pictures. " 'I can not tell what it is about him, but there is something not three-legged-yak.' " he said getting a confused look from Valka and a hit on the head from Gothi's staff. "Oh... 'Right about him.' "

"Is... is that why those dragons might of left him here?" Valka asked thinking of last night.

" 'No' " Gobber said for Gothi. " 'As far as I can tell... they were doing that for his own safety.' "

"Ok," Valka said just going with what the elder said "So how will we explain him to the village? To Stoick?" she asked.

"My suggestion is that we say we found him on the beach," Gobber said placing his suggestion into the pot. "Say that he washed up on shore from another tribe who didn't want him or something?"

Not being able to think up of anything else, and knowing full well that no one else will believe he came from dragons, that's what the three went with.

~~*~~

The next few months were a bit of an adventure to the citizens of Berk, since only three people knew the true story of where the Chief's new son came from.

The first thing that caught everyone's attention was that he liked to sleep during the day and was more active at night.

The next thing was that he didn't seem that put off by all the dragons that flew around while the village was being raided of it's livestock.

And finally there was always at least one Night Fury to be 'seen' in these raids now and when ever a dragon started to go towards the Chief's house or where ever the baby was, the Night Fury would attack it, always making sure the baby was safe.

Then one night a few of days after Stoick had come back, a dragon broke into the Chief's house, finding Hiccup in the cradle. Not soon after Valka rushed to protect the baby that was now hers, did the house begin to be set alight, and the dragon flew off with her.

Stoick was furious.

He was sure that it was the baby's fault that he now had no wife. If he hadn't been washed up and found by Val, she wouldn't of had to go and protect it meaning the dragon wouldn't of taken her.

Stoick had also tried to ship off Hiccup from their island too so he'd be someone else's problem.

But the Gods didn't agree with their plan. Every time the 'Shipping Off Ceremony' was about to commence there was a lightning storm (courtesy of some Skrills who were friends to Nyx and Artimis).

This getting the Vikings to believe that Thor was angry that they would be getting rid of the baby.

After the fifth try of kicking him off the island, and a few fires and injuries Stoick, for the safety of his people he said, he would keep the hiccup.

For the next couple of (fifteen) years, Stoick acted that Hiccup wasn't there. He never listened to him, he stuck him in the forge or always told him to stay inside, when raids happened so he didn't get in the way or he had to see him. When he did listen he always gave the boy a disappointed scowl, silently shunning him for being the weakling he was who lost him his wife.

Gobber often asked why he was so tough on the boy, and all he got in reply was 'To toughen him up', but the one handed, one legged blacksmith didn't believe him.

It wasn't until the raid just before winter when Stoick finally snapped.