A/n: Thanks to Nathalie Shiffer for the idea - I hope it's what you had in mind!

"Wow..." Hiccup mouthed, staring out at the ocean. Since defeating Drago's bewilderbeast, the entirety of Valka's dragon sanctuary had moved over to Berk. It hadn't been hard to accommodate the new arrivals - Berk was, after all, designed around the dragons that inhabited it - but it had been a slight challenge to find riders for the dragons.

Some dragons were happy to go without a Viking companion. Those who'd been under Valka's care for the longest were most loyal to her now, even if she was the official rider of Cloudjumper instead of themselves. Those dragons usually followed their leader around the village, creating a quite comical line that trailed behind her and occasionally ended up in someone's way.

Others were more willing to bond with someone else, so the task fell to Hiccup to find the dragons a new rider. In the meantime, it was up to him to look after them all.

An unexpected nudge to his side nearly sent him off the cliff, but he managed to get a grip on Toothless before the dragon's carelessness ended in injury. "I know, bud," he apologised, "I'll be done soon, I promise."

This was supposed to be the time that Hiccup allocated to flying with Toothless. Even though Astrid had kept good on her word and regularly gave Toothless flights around the island, the picky dragon was never truly content unless he was soaring through the skies with his original rider. Hiccup couldn't fault him for it - he felt much the same way, in all actuality; none of the other dragons could quite compare to the thrilling speeds of a night fury, no matter how desperately they tried to impress him.

Toothless crooned this time, eyes widening as far as he could get them to go. Hiccup couldn't suppress the laugh at his dragon's cute pose, but he still refused to give in. He wanted to make sure he remembered all of the new dragons, Toothless's distractions be damned.

"Who's next?" Hiccup asked himself, scouring the crowd of multi-coloured beasts to find one he hadn't already documented. Ah! he thought, spotting a small dragon in the middle of the group. He'd yet to discover the name of the species, but he had documented every colour he'd come across, and a purple one had so far eluded him. "How about you?"

"Ah!" Hiccup shouted, pushed forwards suddenly by Toothless. He wobbled slightly before toppling over the cliff edge completely, causing the night fury to dive after him. "What was that for?" he shouted as he fell, barely able to hear himself over the sound of the wind rushing through his ears.

Toothless caught up to him just in time to save him from getting wet, Hiccup's foot - he'd switched the prosthetic to flying as soon as he started to drop - clicking into place and flattening their dive into a leisurely glide.

"Useless reptile..." Hiccup muttered fondly, rubbing Toothless's face as they made their way back up to the gathered dragons. They were all on edge now, having seen their Viking companion fall and not seeing Toothless catch him.

"I'm fine, guys," Hiccup reassured the crowd, clicking Toothless's tail into place to let him glide back to the cliff edge as he jumped between the dragons. He'd been practicing it ever since he'd seen Valka do it, and was pleased to see that he was getting better - he hadn't fallen off yet, for starters.

After making sure every dragon was content, Hiccup leapt off the highest one and pulled out his wings, gliding back to earth to meet his own dragon. Toothless was already pouting, after only a few minutes of not being the centre of Hiccup's attention.

"Okay, big baby," Hiccup laughed, "We can go on that flight now."

(Personally, I think it's adorable...)