This is my THIRD update today, sorry for the wait. Someone challenged me, so...yeah. :) FUN FUN FUN! Anyways, shout-outs:

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For some strange reason, I felt rather comfortable climbing onto the back of a fearsome firebreathing reptile, even if I was suffering from amnesia and a wounded shoulder.

"Remember anything now?" said Astrid.

"Yes, I remember that that question is really starting to get on my nerves," I said.

Astrid didn't smile, although I had meant my answer to be somewhat of a joke. As I thought about it a little bit more, was it really a joke or not?

"This isn't funny, Hiccup," said Astrid. "This is really serious. Dead serious. If your amnesia is permanent, then-"

"Then what?" I asked, interrupting her without hardly thinking about what I was doing or saying. "I'll still be Hiccup, won't I?"

She paused, thinking about what I had said. "You will," she said at long last, "but it won't be the same. It'll be...well...everyone here will know you, but you won't know us. We'll all be strangers to you. This place-" she gestured with her hands to the whole of Berk, "-will be like an unexplored land to you, even though you were born here, grew up here, and such."

I hesitated. I was wanting to say something really witty, but instead all that came out was "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault," said Astrid, "but when I find out whose fault it is, they are going to get upgraded to personal target practice."

I looked at the axe sheathed on her belt and thought it might have been better it wasn't my fault.

"You might not want to announce that," I said simply. "It could make the person who did it leave...or...go into hiding, or whatever."

She grinned slightly. "Good," she said. "Then maybe they'll leave you alone."

She nudged her dragon, and she took to the air. I looked down at my left leg and the petal. I didn't know what made me do it, but I clicked my prosthetic in the latch and then Toothless burst into the air.

I remembered how to mand his tailfin, but that was it. I had no memory of who made it, or when they made it, or how Toothless lost his tailfin in the first place. It was really beginning to bug me.

Same with my left leg; I remembered losing it, but I had no memory of where I lost it, or how I lost it, or who I was with when I lost it. Thinking about it started to hurt my head again, so I stopped.

We headed towards what Astrid had called the "academy", and I followed her on Toothless since I obviously didn't know the way. We landed and dismounted our dragons. Astrid walked inside, turning around and motioning for me to do the same. I did so hesitantly, walking inside with fear.

Toothless and Stormfly followed us in. There was something familiar about this place, but I didn't know what. Apparently, I had been here before, but I had no memory of doing anything here, or anything of that sort.

Inside were four other people. One of them was a little on the short side with spiky black hair. The other ones had blonde hair, two of them having it really long, and the other one having it short.

"Hiccup!" they shouted upon seeing me. I figured they had known me, but I didn't know them. There was something about them. I had known them. Keyword: had. I didn't know them now.

The one with short blonde hair hugged me in a bonecrushing embrace, my feet dangling about five inches off the ground. He dropped me to my feet again, and then the one with black hair looked at me.

"Glad you're alright," he said simply. The two with long hair looked at me excitedly and shouted in unison, "Did it hurt? Did it scar?"

"Guys, back off!" shouted Astrid. "There's...there's something we need to tell you."

They backed away slightly, still smiling like crazy.

"Hiccup has..."

"Amnesia," I finished for Astrid.

They stared at me, and then broke out laughing.

"Guys, I was serious!" I shouted angrily.

"Sure you were!" said the one with black hair. "Hilarious, Hiccup! Absolutely hilarious! You really think you could pull something like that on me?"

"We aren't joking!" shouted Astrid. The others hesitated.

"What do you mean?" asked the one with short blonde hair.

"He...he really has amnesia," said Astrid. "He doesn't remember any of you guys. He didn't even hardly remember Toothless!"

Their faces fell, and I could tell they knew now that we were NOT joking.

"Oh, well in that case," said the one with short black hair, extending his hand to me. "Hi, my name is Snotlout. I am your cousin. You do my yardwork, take care of my dragon, do my chores-"

"Snotlout!" shouted Astrid.

"Okay fine," said Snotlout. "But we are cousins."

"I remember you, sort of," I said, shaking his hand. This was so strange. Some part of me knew these people, the other part being like "Whut?"

"I am Fishlegs," said the boy with short blonde hair. "I love dragons. I'm kind of the log keeper. Log master, actually."

"He writes down what you tell him to," said Snotlout.

"On the contrary-" said Fishlegs.

"Never mind," I said. "What about you two?" I asked, turning to the two with long blonde hair.

"I'm Tuffnut," said the boy, "and this is Ruffnut."

"And I'm Ruffnut, and this is Tuffnut," said Ruffnut.

"We are related," they both said at the same time.

"Yeah, figured that," I said. "So...this is the academy?" I asked, spinning around slowly to survey my surroundings.

"Exactly," said Fishlegs. "This is where the real action is. You see, Hiccup, you are our teacher. The leader of the whole academy."

"Nice," I said.

"But since you have amnesia," said Snotlout, "I guess I'm in charge."

Astrid elbowed him. "Actually, Fishlegs or I would be in charge if not Hiccup," she said. "Do you really want that, Snotlout? Really?"

"No," said Snotlout.

"Glad that's settled," I mumbled. "So, you guys train your dragons here, don't you?" I said.

"Yeah," said Astrid. She paused. "Does that mean you remember something?" she asked excitedly.

"Sort of," I said. "I remember this being a dragon academy, I just don't remember any of the events held here."

"Oh," said Astrid. She sounded as disappointed as I felt. I really wished I could have remembered something, but the memories weren't there. Well, they were, but they weren't. It was hard to explain.

"Let me show you around the rest of Berk," said Astrid. "Maybe then you'll remember something."

I wasn't sure, but I thought I had heard her voice crack.