A/n: This is Emerald's idea.

Semi-important note: The 50th chapter is fast approaching, and I have an idea for a basic plot, but if there's anything you want it to include (a vague idea of length (less than 1k/5k+), smaller things like fluff/angst or randomly specific stuff like someone sneezing/Snotlout being chucked off Hookfang's back) then feel free to fire away with the suggestions. Just no plot lines, and bear in mind that if two ideas contradict, I can't put them both in.

Thanks and enjoy!

It was a slow day at the forge. Only a few saddles, two tooth repairs and Snotlout's request for 'one of those cool fire sword', which had quickly been denied.

Slow is a relative concept.

"Hey, Gobber?"

Gobber looked up, surprised to see Valka stood behind the service hatch. "Hey. What d'you need?" he asked. It was a typical question for customers, but it felt weird to say it to her; she never came to the forge, preferring to ride dragons without saddles and so never having a need to come over.

"Cloudjumper wants a saddle." Valka explained. "Something about it being for when Hiccup's there." It really was cute how much the older dragon babied Hiccup, taking an almost parental role as Valka had started acting more like a mother to the young chief.

"Ah. Okay... don't think I have a template for him... Hiccup!"

"Yes?" Hiccup responded, popping his head round the entrance to his section of the forge. "What is - oh, hi mum - what is it?"

"Cloudjumper needs a saddle." she repeated.

"Why? He's been perfectly fine without one for -"

"Yes, but maybe it's time for a change?" Valka interrupted, "Who knows why he did it? Still, I need one, so..."

"Okay. Just get him over here and I can get the measurements."

"Hiccup always gets the measurements." Gobber supplied pointlessly, "Other dragons don't seem to like it when I do it. Strange, really..."

"Yeah, strange." Hiccup laughed, following Valka out of the forge to go and get Cloudjumper.

Gobber shrugged as the two left, changing his prosthetic - previously his hairbrush (it was a slow day, after all) - to his hammer and setting to work. He hummed absent-mindedly as he worked, starting with a tune he and Stoick used to sing to when they went fishing in their youth.

Valka returned to the forge to hear a familiar tune. A tune that once filled her with great hope, but now just caused melancholy.

Gobber was completely unaware that he was humming For the Dancing and the Dreaming, let alone that Valka was right behind him to hear it.

"Hello, Gobber." Valka said awkwardly, coughing slightly to gain his attention.

"Oh! Hey Valka. Just putting he finishing touches on this!" He gestured to a sword, decorated with carvings resembling a nadder around the handle. Valka recognised it as the sword Hiccup had crafted for Astrid a few weeks ago - it must've got a lot of use to need sharpening already. "Astrid's coming to pick it up any time now. Oh! Speak o' the devil!"

Astrid smiled as Gobber waved his hammer hand at her, taking the sword from his other. Hiccup came in behind her, watching with interest as she tested the sword's balance.

"You got the measurements?" Gobber checked, to which Hiccup nodded. The blacksmith took the notes from Hiccup's hands and started making adjustments to fit Cloudjumper. As he worked, he picked up his tune.

"Oh, that's -" Hiccup said suddenly, recognising the song.

"For the Dancing and the Dreaming, yes." Valka confirmed. "It used to be my and Stoick's song." she explained to Astrid. A mischievous glimmer sparked in her eye, replacing the dull sadness, "Although... it could be yours and Hiccup's!"

Gobber laughed, abandoning his work as he moved over to grab a blushing Hiccup into an affectionate headlock. "I could teach you!" he offered.

"Ha... don't think we need that..." Hiccup said, worming his way out of Gobber's grip.

"Oh, come on! It could be fun!" Astrid pleaded.

Hiccup sighed. "Fine..."

"Great!" Gobber shouted, nearly clouting Hiccup with his hand, "It starts like this..."