A/n: Suggestion from TNT.

Toothless sighed, steeling his nerves as he prepared to do the hardest thing he had to do as an alpha.

'Ready,' he nodded to Hiccup, who had attended primarily for moral support. The chief nodded and swung the doors to the training facility open.

In came the scuttleclaws.

The young dragons rushed past Hiccup, knocking him onto the floor in their efforts to reach Toothless. The night fury was by no means unused to being barged into by children, both Viking and dragon alike, after living on Berk for five years, but there was a subtle difference between the average youngling and a scuttleclaw.

Namely, the size. The scuttleclaws were nearly the same height as Toothless now, so they knocked him over as easily as they had Hiccup when five of them jumped on him at once. 'Ow...' he complained, shaking his head as he tried to push the excitable dragons off him, to no avail.

'Remind me why we have to do this again?' he asked Hiccup, looking over to his friend. Hiccup was just brushing himself down, shaking his leg a bit before he tried to diffuse the situation.

'They have to learn at some point.' Hiccup reasoned. 'It's better doing it now than leaving it until they're actually bigger then you.'

'Should've got Hookfang to help.' Toothless muttered, shaking himself off now that he was scuttleclaw-free thanks to Hiccup's sword. The babies were crowded around the flame now, watching it with interest and following the snaking path Hiccup drew in the air with it. Toothless smiled at their bobbing heads, forgetting for a moment that they were terrifying creatures that brought only doom and despair.

"Woah!" The moment ended abruptly when one of the larger scuttleclaws - a green one recently named Spark - jumped on Hiccup. Hiccup let out a pained laugh as he stopped the sword's fire, trying to bat away the dragon that was doing an excellent job of crushing his ribs. "Can't... breathe..." he wheezed. Spark didn't much care about Hiccup's predicament, attempting to send a blast of fire at his head. It ended up as a weak imitation of the ignition head of a zippleback, as per usual.

'That's enough.' Toothless said, using all the authority he could muster. 'Get off him now.'

Predictably, nobody moved. The only purpose of the session was to get the babies to obey simple commands like the one Toothless had tried, but it wasn't working. We could be here for some time... Toothless thought resignedly, padding over to the group, who were all trying to get onto Hiccup now.

'This isn't going to work, is it?' Hiccup admitted defeat, still squashed under the children.

'Probably not. Try again next week?' Toothless suggested, hefting one of the heavier of the bunch away from his friend. Doing so caused the entire group to switch their attentions, and soon it was Toothless's turn to be squashed and bitten by the still-teething dragons.

'Yeah.' Hiccup agreed, and it was decided. Next week, same time and place, they'd congregate again for another exercise in futility.