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(A/N) I. AM. SO. SORRY. I AM NOT WORTHY *repeatedly smacks head against the screen*. My last chapter was in December. DECEMBER. I AM A TERRIBLE PERSON. FORGIVE ME.

P.S. Happy Valentines Day! As always, I'm single...

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He was having a bad day.

Who could blame him? The sheep ran away, a house caught on fire, Mildew was complaining, they were running low on fish, Mildew was complaining, two dragons got into a fight, and Mildew was complaining again.

Hiccup just wanted to rip out his hair and fly somewhere far far away. However, he had responsibilities and all that crap since his father was busy negotiating with a local tribe. He said he would be gone most of the day, and Stoick would probably return sometime the next day.

The short viking pinched the bridge of his nose in agitation, and he struggled not to just yell in frustration [(A/N) Hey that rhymed :D.]. His friends weren't really helping, either. The twins were just causing more problems, and the other two boys were trying to impress Ruffnut most of the time. Astrid was trying to keep the rest of the team in check, so it was pretty much just Hiccup dealing with all the issues.

Another typical day in the life of Hiccup.

"They should really make my life into a book or something," Hiccup thought dryly.

He sighed and got out from under the shade of the house they had just rebuilt. Come to think of it, why did they still have wooden houses with a village full of fire-breathing dragons?

As he stepped out of the shade, the sight that greeted him just made him want to back away and go right back under the house.

"Hey, Ruffnut, look what I can do," Snotlout bragged as he hung upside down in Hookfang's mouth.

"That's not as cool as this," Fishlegs argued, trying, unsuccessfully, to balance on Meatlug's tail.

Hiccup face palmed.

However, Fishlegs didn't stay balanced for long. He wobbled on the spiky tail and ended up faced planting onto the dirt. Snotlout soon followed as Hookfang grew annoyed about having him in his mouth, and he hastily spit him out.

"He probably couldn't stand Snotlout's stench either," Hiccup thought, snickering at his two friends that were face down on the ground.

"Ugh, you guys are so gross. What's so cute about my sister anyway?" Tuffnut asked, disgusted.

Ruffnut swiftly elbowed her brother in the stomach in retaliation; Tuffnut doubled over with a pained groan. Astrid simply rolled her eyes with a huff.

Hiccup noticed that the sun was getting lower in the sky, "Hey, guys, it's getting late. We might want to start heading to the Great Hall for dinner."

The rest of the group nodded in agreement, and they all got on their dragons and flew to the Great Hall. Well, they could've walked, but who wants to walk when they can ride dragons? Walking was for the weak, anyway.

When they entered the building, all the vikings sitting at the table looked up at them. Well, more specifically, Hiccup.

"Hiccup, we need your help!"

"We've got to do something!"

"You're the only one who can help us!"

"This dragon is scaring off all the others!"

Hiccup looked panicked, "Okay, okay one at a ti-"

"What should we do?"

"My dragon got hurt!"

"Yeah, well so did mine! Your dragon isn't more important than mine!"

"Well, maybe if you two could control your dragons better, this wouldn't have happened!"

"And look who's talking, Mr. My-Dragon-Burned-Down-My-Own-House!"

Seeing the panic Hiccup was going through, Astrid shouted, "Everyone just calm down!"

But, her shouting just added to the noise, and the hall got louder and louder.

Hiccup went over to Toothless and asked him, "Could you help me out, bud?"

Toothless nodded, and he stood on his hind legs, spread out his wings and gave a shrill shriek. The hall instantly grew silent. Hiccup nodded in thanks and began to speak.

"Now, one at a time, what happened?" he asked.

A viking spoke up, "A Monstrous Nightmare came by and started challenging the other dragons to fights."

"But, it was bigger than any we've ever seen, and it was probably a dragon that came from another island."

Hiccup nodded with a weary sigh. Looks like dinner would have to wait.

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Turns out the Monstrous Nightmare was just hungry, tired, and sick, but as soon as Hiccup offered it food, it calmed down immediately. After such a long day, Hiccup was hungry and tired as well. All of his friends had gone home, and he was headed home himself.

He and Toothless flew home, and the viking opened the door, exhausted. All he really wanted to do was go to bed and sleep for days. Well, his bed was actually really uncomfortable; he'd have to remember to sew together another mattress.

Hiccup dragged his feet-foot he corrected-to the bottom of the stairs and gazed up at them reluctantly. He could fall asleep right here, and he really didn't want to haul himself up the stairs. Sensing his friends reluctance, Toothless nudged his head under Hiccup's hand to get his attention.

"Huh, Toothless?" he asked.

The Night Fury gestured to his saddle with a flick of his head.

"Aw, thanks, bud," Hiccup responded sleepily.

He clumsily got onto Toothless' back and was carried up the stairs into his room. Hiccup collapsed onto his bed, and he was asleep before his head even hit the pillow.

Toothless looked fondly at his best friend before curling up and falling asleep himself.

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No no no no no. No. This couldn't be happening. Oh please, anyone but him. Why him?

He tried to shout out to his friend, to do anything, but he was frozen in horror. His heart was stuck in his throat. Hiccup could only watch as Toothless was swiftly tied down, being held by several vikings. The rest of the vikings who hadn't joined in were yelling in victory at the spectacle. Suddenly, his father emerged from behind one of the villagers, and he wore a disgusted expression.

Everything had gone wrong. He was supposed to kill the Monstrous Nightmare, but how could he? But he was never supposed to have gotten Toothless involved. He was so stupid. He always messed up everything; he would always be the village screwup.

Hiccup's father was about to give the order to put Toothless away, but someone shouted from the crowd, "Kill it!"

"Yeah! Kill that beast now!"

Soon the chants filled the arena.

"Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!"

Hiccup forced himself to speak up, "No! You can't do that! Please! He's my only friend!"

"Silence!" his dad roared. "You no longer have any say in this, traitor!"

Hiccup was restrained by more vikings, and he watched as his father went over to one of the men and grabbed his sword from him. He slowly walked back to Toothless, as if to savor the moment. Hiccup tried to look away like the coward he was, but for some reason he couldn't turn his head.

His father raised the sword high in the air, "On this day forward, the Night Fury will be no more!"

Cheers erupted from the arena like he had just promised them the greatest thing in the world. His dad-no-Stoick brought his sword down in a mighty swing to finish Toothless off.

His friend just closed his eyes acceptance.

Hiccup broke free from he villagers too late, "NO!"

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Hiccup gasped and bolted up from his bed, clutching at his sheets like a lifeline. He wiped the sweat off of his brow, and he hurriedly looked over the side of his bed. Toothless was there, sleeping, totally unaware of his friend's nightmare. Before he realized it, tears were streaming down his face. He let out a broken sob and buried his face in his hands.

"Toothless is okay. Dad is okay. Everyone is okay. Everyone is okay," Hiccup repeated in his head. "But, am I okay?" he wondered.

Hiccup rubbed his face tiredly, wiping away his tears. It was one of those nights. Needing some space, he quietly got out of bed and walked towards the door. For a second, he contemplated how he was going to quietly go down the stairs; he really didn't want to have to come up with an excuse as to why he was up this early to his dad. Jumping down on one leg was out of the question. If anything, it would just make more noise, and he would probably fall down, anyway. After a minute or two, Hiccup opted to sit down and scoot down the stairs with his peg leg elevated slightly. It was rather ridiculous looking, but, hey, it got the job done.

Once he had successfully made it down the steep wooden stairs, he slowly opened the front door and went outside. It was a beautiful night; the sky was clear and the stars were shining brightly. Hiccup set out towards his destination. It was a long walk, but it wasn't like he had any plans for the night.

As he was walking towards the hill, Hiccup felt all the stress of the day weigh down on him. Suddenly, his stomach growled, and he was reminded that he never had dinner.

"Great, just another problem to add to my list," Hiccup mumbled sarcastically.

He finally made it to the boardwalk overlooking the ocean. The exact place where he had watched his father and Toothless sail away towards the Red Death. The drained viking sat down on the edge of the wooden boardwalk and gazed at the ocean. There was the tiniest bit of light in the sky, signaling that it was dawn.

"I've been having a lot of nightmares lately, but this just takes the cake. How many more days can I put up with the constant complaining, the dragon problems, and these nightmares?" Hiccup said.

He stared at the ocean's calming waves for what felt like forever until a huge slimy tongue licked the back of his head.

"Ah!" Hiccup shouted in surprise, turning around to see Toothless grinning. "C'mon, bud, this early in the morning? You gave me a heart attack."

Toothless cooed in apology, but his eyes filled with concern when Hiccup sighed and went back to staring at the ocean. He laid down next to Hiccup, resting his head on Hiccup's lap. The teen placed his hand on the dragon's head and ran his hands hands over Toothless' scales. They stayed like this for several minutes until the Night Fury got up and cocked his head to the side as if questioning why Hiccup was up here.

"I had a nightmare, and it was worse than my usual ones. We were back in the arena, but instead of capturing you-," he stopped abruptly and took a shaky breath. "The villagers started chanting 'Kill it!' over and over and over. I tried to stop them...but I couldn't. And, even when I did do something, it was too late! I felt so useless, like a total screwup," Hiccup concluded, hugging his knees and burying his face in them. "I guess I just needed some space."

Toothless gave a little rumble, and he stood on his hind legs in front of Hiccup. The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself opened his arms in an invitation for a hug. Hiccup felt tears well up in his eyes as he stood up and hugged his best friend like the world would end at any moment. Toothless gently embraced Hiccup back, and he wrapped his wings around them. Then, he rolled onto his back, and they remained in that position until the Terrible Terrors began to roar, signaling that everyone would be waking up.

Sure, Hiccup would always have a bad day or two, but if his best friend was by his side, then he could manage it.

After all, it was already shaping up to be a pretty good day.

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(A/N) Thank you guys so so so so sooooo much for sticking by me with this long awaited update!

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