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After a few minutes of just sitting there in stunned silence, Hiccup had Ruff help him to his feet, but he almost immediately collapsed. One look from her told him exactly what she was thinking. "You're right. I need to lay down. Let's go back to the village," he sighed. With Ruff's help, Hiccup started making his way back towards the village, the basket's left forgotten.

When they reached the edge of the village, Ruffnut suddenly pushed Hiccup back into the brush.

"Ow!" Hiccup cried out as he landed awkwardly on his leg.

Ruff just held up one hand, as if to shush him, her whole body bristling. She grabbed her spear and held it up as if ready to slaughter anyone who came near. Or anything.

Hiccup peered through the brush, gasping at the sight of dragons. They never attacked during the day. What was going on? Wait, was that a viking on top of a dragon?

"Ok, I take back everything. I have flat-out gone completely bonkers. Even more so than," Hiccup trailed off as Ruffnut looked back at him, panic in her eyes. "I'm not seeing them in my head, are I? You are too? They're real?"

Ruff gave a slow nod. Hiccup started panicking, "B-b-but vikings HATE dragons! They despise them! Try to kill every single one they see. This… this makes no sense!" Hiccup's fingers were grasping at his long tufts of hair.

He heard Ruff let out a slight gasp and looked up to see his dad, his DAD, walking through the village alongside a peculiar-looking dragon that looked like a multi-colored beetle. "Dad!" he cried out and attempted to scramble to his feet, determined to crawl there if he couldn't get his darn leg to work. Ruff grasped at him, dropping her spear in the process as she struggled to keep his upright as he all but ran towards his dad, his bad leg almost dragging behind him as it refused to work at the speed he wanted to go at.

Stoick looked towards the sound, his eyebrows raising in surprise. "Son?" he said in confusion, as if he didn't quite recognize him. "What are you doing here? Where is Toothless? Wh-what happened to your leg?!"

Hiccup looked down at his leg to see one of bars had bent funny, causing the whole brace to come off-balance. No wonder he was having a hard time moving around. "Oh, it must have gotten damaged in the woods," he looked up to see his dad staring at him, shock filling his entire face. "I'll fix it," his voice dropping into almost a nervous whisper.

"Come," Stoick simply stated, not of the usual boom in his voice. He turned and started through the village. Hiccup and Ruffnut quickly followed him, with Ruff keeping herself carefully placed in between Hiccup and the dragon who followed Stoick as well.

Hiccup sighed in Relief as he saw they were going to their house. At least that was something familiar. It did seem a bit smaller than usual. When they got inside, Ruff helped Hiccup over to a chair. As soon as he was seated, Hiccup leaned down and started undoing the bolts holding his brace together before the mis-shappen device could seriously injure him.

"Son?" Hiccup looked up to see his father seated across from him, the strange dragon behind him. In the house. "What happened to your leg?"

"Why is there a dragon in the house?" Hiccup gave as an answer.

"Skullcrusher?" Stoick turned toward the dragon then back to Hiccup. "Why are you so confused about that? And for that matter, where is Toothless? And the rest of the team?"

Hiccup felt a sharp pain in his side, but ignored it as he leaned forward to say, "Toothless? Who even is that? And you still aren't answering my question! As of last night, we were FIGHTING dragons." The pain returned, though, this time, it felt more like a job.

"Fight dragons? What in Thor's name are you talking about?" Stoick exclaimed.

"I'm talking about the raids!" Hiccup exclaimed grabbing at his hair. The jab happened again and he realized who was doing it. "What!" he whipped towards Ruff. She just raised an eyebrow at him and tapped his head with a finger. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "You don't mean?" She smiled and nodded as he finally got it, "But those are just stories. Voices in my head. They're not real." Hiccup bent over, his fingers once again grasping at his hair, "They can't be."

He heard the sounds of his father standing up. " Come son. Maybe you need to lie down for a bit," Hiccup felt his father's reassuring hand on his back and looked up to see his father smiling gently at him. Not a sight often seen.

Hiccup sighed, "All right. Maybe you're right. Maybe I'm just having another one of my crazy hallucinations."

Ruffnut moved to help Hiccup up, considering he still had his cast off, but Stoick put up a hand to stop her. "I got this girl," he lifted Hiccup up and helped him across the room towards the stairs.

"Um, dad? Where are we going? I haven't slept up there in years," HIccup looked up at his father.

Stoick looked down at his son, concern in his eyes, but simply stated, "Yes, you do. Now let's get you to bed." Stoick guided Hiccup up the stairs and to his bed. "Now, everything should make sense when you wake up."

Hiccup nodded and laid down, actually worn out for once. His last conscious thought was wondering what that strange rock slab was doing in the corner….