Disclaimer: I don't own How To Train Your Dragon, and knowing my luck, I probably never will. All rights go to the author of the books, Cressida Cowell, and the company that made the much-loved films and series, Dreamworks. However, I do own Brenna Bloodsword and Starlight the Night Fury, as they are my OCs. This disclaimer will change over time, as I may add more OCs to this story.

A/N: Here's a code I made up for you so this is easier to read.

Bold: Dragons are talking
Italics: Humans are thinking
Bold italics: Dragons are thinking
Underlined: Any language being spoken that isn't either Norse or Dragonese by bilingual/multilingual characters. It will be written like this for humans:

*Language goes here "Insert speech here."

And like this for dragons:

*Language goes here "Insert speech here."

If there isn't a language in front of the speech, assume that they are speaking Norse if they're human and Dragonese if they're dragons. Sorry about giving such a long A/N, but I felt I had to explain this for you.

2nd A/N: As of now, I am incorporating the main idea from another fanfic of mine, The writing on the wall, meaning Toothless can read and write. Just roll with it.

Brenna was woken up annoyingly early the next day by the sound of Terrible Terrors chirping on her roof. She groaned as the noise started to get louder. Eventually, she'd had enough and threw open her window, startling the Terrible Terrors.

*Dragonese "Look, you two, I don't mind you being on my roof, but not when I'm sleeping. Keep it down," Brenna told them. Long story short, they freaked out.

"She knows what we're saying!" one shrieked.

"What if all of them know what we're saying?" his friend replied. "Or if she tells the other humans what we're saying? We better leave her alone or we'll be in deep trouble!" They took off in a hurry.

Brenna giggled as she watched the spooked Terrible Terrors fly away. If all dragons reacted the way they did to her speaking Dragonese, then she was going to have a lot of fun. She got changed into a simple mid-thigh blue dress with a grey top and black trousers underneath and went to wake Starlight.

"Hey, girl," she whispered. "Up and at 'em, Starlight. It's a brand new day."

"How are you awake so early?" Starlight asked.

"Got woken up by some Terrible Terrors," Brenna replied. "You can blame them for this particularly early morning."

"Oh, well, it's not like I'll be able to get back to sleep after this," Starlight decided, getting up. "Wait, where's breakfast?"

"Still in the ocean," Brenna told her. Starlight frowned, then smiled.

"Guess we'll have to get it out, then," Starlight grinned. "What are we waiting for?" Brenna fitted Starlight's saddle, grabbed a barrel, and took off.

They flew as fast as possible to a fishing spot that they knew always had lots of haddock and cod. It wasn't too far from the island they'd been living in for the last two years, so they camped out there so both of them could catch their breath. Once they settled down, they realized something that would make the chore of catching fish a lot easier. The island still had plenty of animal traps, mostly for fish, but there were some for deer and wild boars and the occasional bear and wolf. They could get their lunch from there!

They checked the traps, and to their joy, most had fish! That would be enough for Starlight's breakfast and lunch! Happily, Starlight dove into her breakfast, while Brenna ate some bread and an apple that she'd managed to salvage before leaving. The portion that would later be Starlight's lunch would be packed into the barrel and carried home.

Once they got back, they were just in time to watch Stormfly, Hookfang, Barf and Belch tuck into a depressing breakfast of limpets in the arena. Starlight was pleased to see them get their comeuppance, and even more pleased to see Toothless. To Brenna's surprise, Starlight veered off course, dropping Brenna off outside the arena and went to talk to Toothless.

"Hey, Toothless!" Starlight smiled, landing next to him. "How are you?"

"Good," Toothless replied. "But watching those three eat limpets for breakfast just makes it even better."

"I know," Starlight grinned. Hookfang couldn't take it any more.

"Toothless, Starlight, we have something to say to you," Hookfang said. Toothless and Starlight looked at him angrily.

"The next thing out of your mouth had better be that you're sorry," Toothless growled.

"Locking us in a dragon pen for hours like that was totally uncalled for," Starlight reprimanded.

"I need to tell you what happened that day," Hookfang explained. "You know the stuff that you thought we planned? Well, actually, it was Meatlug. She planned all of it, told us what to do and then set us up so she didn't have to eat limpets. It's not us you need to get mad at, it's her!"

"Hookfang's right!" Stormfly told the Night Furies. "She took over all the planning once she found out we wanted to prank you! She didn't tell us anything until the very last minute!"

"She's totally guilty!" Barf and Belch chorused. Starlight and Toothless looked at Meatlug, innocently eating her food, then at their nervously grinning friends, and came to a conclusion - they were riddled with guilt and were in a stage of denial. They were instantly filled with sympathy for their clearly insane friends.

"Look, I know you all feel guilty about what you did, but that's no reason to blame Meatlug," Toothless responded calmly.

"What?" Hookfang yelped.

"You've gotta be kidding me," Stormfly squeaked.

"You know, what confuses me is why you'd try to blame someone who would never try to do anything this crazy to us," Starlight soothed. "Sure, she was there, we both know that, but she could have been trying to talk you out of it, for all I know."

"I - you - but - we - " Barf and Belch stammered.

"I'd like to talk to you longer, but I have to go," Toothless said, politely excusing himself. "Hiccup promised me we'd go on a flight first thing after breakfast, and I don't want him to forget." And with that, Toothless sauntered out.

"And I'm not even supposed to be here. I'm supposed to be at home. See ya!" Starlight chirped, flying out to meet a pissed-off Brenna.

*Dragonese "What took you so long?" Brenna asked.

"Just catching up on a few things with my new friends," Starlight replied. Brenna thought nothing of it, hopping onto Starlight's back as they flew off, leaving Hookfang, Stormfly, Barf and Belch with a very smug Meatlug, who had a wide grin on her face.

"Well, it's not like you weren't warned," Meatlug replied, as she ate her lunch calmly.

Stormfly had an idea. "Hey, Meatlug, if we have to suffer, then you do, too. You planned all this, after all. So, how about you give us half your lunch. You know, as payment for taking the blame?"

"Half my lunch, you say?" Meatlug repeated. Stormfly, Hookfang Barf and Belch nodded. "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Stormfly confirmed.

"Really sure?" Meatlug repeated.

"She honestly thought she'd won," Hookfang mused. "Not so smug now, is she?"

"Way to go, Stormfly!" Barf and Belch cheered.

"Yes, Meatlug," Stormfly replied, gritting her teeth. Meatlug was getting on her last nerve.

"Really, really sure?" Meatlug asked.

"Yes, I'm sure, Meatlug!" Stormfly yelled, finally losing her patience. "Now stop stalling and fork it over!"

"If you insist," Meatlug smiled, tipping over her basket of food so her friends could have some. Only, for some reason, they didn't want any of it.

"So, this is your breakfast, Meatlug?" Stormfly asked. She didn't feel so clever now. None of them did. They'd forgotten that Meatlug was fond of eating big lumps of granite.

"Yes, it is," Meatlug told them, smiling. "Still want some?"

"No, thank you, Meatlug, but thanks for asking. I'd . . . err . . . forgotten about all the nice, fresh limpets Snotlout left for me," Hookfang hurriedly replied, sticking his face into the pile of limpets.

"Not bad, you know," Stormfly sheepishly agreed, forcing down a mouthful of the vile seafood. Barf and Belch were already eating. Meatlug smiled sweetly as her friends swallowed both their breakfast and their pride.

"How's your breakfast, guys?" Meatlug asked innocently. Well, it would be innocent, if she wasn't grinning so much.

"Not bad," Hookfang replied, feeling ashamed.

"Can't complain," Barf and Belch chorused.

"Could be worse," Stormfly said. Meatlug grinned as she finished her granite and flew off.

"Suckers," she muttered under her breath. "First rule of being a dragon: never steal a meal from a Boulder class dragon unless you want to break your teeth." Once she saw Fishlegs coming back with a final lump of granite for her, she ditched the calculating mastermind image to pounce on her rider and cover him in licks and dragon-sized puppy kisses.

"Meatlug, good to see you too!" Fishlegs choked out, as he practically suffocated under his dragon's weight. "How would you like to explore the forest's fauna and flora?"

"I suppose it could be worse," Meatlug decided, as she tossed the granite into her mouth and flew away. Hookfang, Barf, Belch and Stormfly stared on with disbelief.

"I can't believe she could be so sneaky," Hookfang muttered.

"I never knew she could do that," Stormfly blurted out. Just then, Astrid walked into the arena with Snotlout, Ruffnut and Tuffnut. The three dragons hurriedly swallowed the last of the limpets.

"Hookfang, do you have any idea what you've done?" Snotlout yelled. "Locking a new dragon inside a dragon pen before her and her rider have even been on this island a week? You should be ashamed of yourself!" Hookfang took an involuntary step back from shock. He hadn't seen Snotlout this angry since that time when Snotlout caught him sharpening his claws on his favourite sword. Something about what he helped to do really riled Snotlout up. But what?

"Stormfly, I thought you knew better than this," Astrid scolded. "And how do you even know how to lock a dragon pen, anyway? I'll have to talk to Hiccup about better locks for the dragon pens so this doesn't happen again."

"Seriously, you two? You decided to go and prank the newest dragon here?" Tuffnut chastised. "This is disgraceful behaviour."

"Yeah, it is disgraceful . . . that you didn't let us in on this," Ruffnut grinned. "We could have helped you!"

"Ruffnut!" Astrid glared at the twins.

"I mean, I'm very disappointed in you," Ruffnut corrected.

"Honestly, couldn't you have waited for her to get settled in before you pranked her?" Tuffnut complained. "Doing something like this might make her wary of all pranks forever, and then she'll be no fun at all to mess with. For Thor's sake, what were you two thinking?"

"Tuffnut!" Astrid scolded.

"What?" both twins asked.

"Don't get us wrong, Astrid, we know that our dragon pranking the new dragon is very, very wrong," Ruffnut explained. "Just not for the same reason as you. So we are trying to help to do something good. You have to give us that."

"Anyone knows that you have to let someone settle in before you go through the motions of pranking them," Tuffnut clarified. "Now, if you'll excuse us, we have to go and discipline our dragon. Bye!" And with that, the Thorston twins had jumped onto Barf and Belch and flown off.

"Ugh! What is up with them?" Astrid asked the air. But as far as Snotlout was concerned, Astrid was asking him.

"No idea, babe," Snotlout replied. "I guess they're the most irresponsible dragon riders Berk has to offer. But don't get too pessimistic, Astrid, because at least you still have-OW!" Snotlout let out a howl of pain as Astrid twisted his arm.

"You're really not any better than they are," Astrid pointed out. "Besides, your dragon was involved in it, too. That was where the scorch marks on the door were from." And with that, she hopped onto Stormfly and flew home. Snotlout grumbled as he got onto Hookfang's back.

"Come on, Hookfang," he muttered. "We have to go."

"Aww, did Astrid reject you again?" Hookfang taunted. Snotlout had no idea what Hookfang had said and ignored him completely. "Oh, don't bail out on me now, Thor dammit! I still need to talk to a certain set of Night Furies about a prank I only had a small part in!" Snotlout landed Hookfang outside the Great Hall and decided to stay there and at least pretend to be interested in the axe throwing. In reality, he was thinking about Brenna. What if she hated him for what his dragon did?

Why am I even thinking about the new girl, anyway? Snotlout asked himself. It would be better for me to focus on a local girl, like Astrid or maybe Ruffnut. He put it out of his mind that neither girl was taking any interest in anything to do with him, except for beating him up whenever they deemed him to be too gross for them to take, which happened at least twice a week. As Snotlout stayed in the Great Hall, Hookfang took to looking for Starlight and Toothless, who turned out to be in the same place (Lars Lake), talking quite happily as they discussed the stupid things their humans did. They may be mad about the prank that I definitely only had a tiny part in, but it must have worked if they're finally talking to each other, Hookfang thought.

"I know my human's smart, but he can be really odd sometimes, especially in the mornings," Toothless said. "Hiccup's the type of person who stays up all night sketching inventions and then complains the next day that he didn't get enough sleep and needs a lie-in."

"And I thought my human was dumb," Starlight giggled. "Brenna keeps a bunch of crazy plants that do weird things. I don't like to mess with them myself. One of them has a bunch of teeth that are bigger and sharper than my own teeth, and she gets mad that it bites her!"

"It bit her?" Toothless repeated, shocked. "Wait, hold on a second. I know that Brenna had a plant with teeth from what Fishlegs said, but I can't believe that it actually bit Brenna!"

"Oh, it did," Starlight assured. "There's a massive bite mark on her shoulder that is always covered up by her clothes. But if the twins asked her about it, she'd probably show it to them. They seem like the type to not listen unless they got a big shock."

"You got that right," Hookfang agreed. Both Night Furies were startled, but quickly growled and unsheathed their claws.

"What are you doing here?" Toothless asked.

"And how did you find us?" Starlight growled.

"Well, it's not like you two are the quietest dragons I know," Hookfang explained. "Look, wait outside the arena tonight. We need to talk to you." And with that, the Monstrous Nightmare flew off. The two Night Furies looked at each other curiously.

"Should we go?" Starlight asked. "I'm not too sure about Hookfang. He seems mean and I don't want to go on my own."

"I'll go with you, if you want," Toothless offered, as much of a gentleman as his rider. "Hookfang can pull some really crazy stunts when he wants to, but he'd never deliberately hurt anyone. I'll stay close to you, just in case things get a little crazy."

"Really?" Starlight asked, hugging Toothless and nuzzling him. "Oh, thank you so much!"

"You're welcome, Starlight," Toothless smiled. She must really like me, Toothless thought. All I have to do is not mess it up and I guess I'll be fine. The two left Lars Lake together, walking rather than flying. Starlight walked because she didn't want to leave Toothless on his own. Toothless walked because he didn't have his prosthetic tailfin, taking flying off the table for him. They ended up walking over to the forge, where they were greeted by Hiccup.

"Hey, you two," Hiccup greeted. "Where have you been, bud?" Toothless wrote an answer.

LARS LAKE. WHY?

"Just curious, bud," Hiccup replied. Starlight was staring at Toothless, then at the floor, then to Toothless again.

"How are you able to do that?" she stammered. "I've never seen anything like it in my life. Who taught you?"

"Hiccup taught me this," Toothless answered. "He would read books to me sometimes to see if I could link the pictures to real life dragons. Instead, I learned how to read and write. I think it might have backfired onto him a little bit."

"Why didn't you tell me this, Toothless?" Starlight asked. "This is actually pretty cool!"

"But it's not as cool as talking, though," Toothless admitted. "People notice you for it and some dragons tease me about being nerdy." Starlight nuzzled him affectionately, making him fall silent.

"They can say what they want. I think it's cool," Starlight replied, as she flew home. Hiccup leaned out of the window of the forge to tease his lovestruck dragon.

"Toothless, have you ever entertained the possibility that Starlight might like you?" Hiccup teased. Toothless wrote back fast.

HAVE YOU EVER ENTERTAINED THE POSSIBILITY THAT YOUR TUNIC MIGHT BE ON FIRE?

"What?" Hiccup yelped, checking his tunic for smoke. (Logical reasoning, since where there's smoke, there's fire.) But there was none, and Hiccup stared angrily at Toothless, who was snickering at him. "Oh, thanks a bunch, you useless reptile. Good to know that you're still willing to be annoying, even with a new girl in your life."

I SAID IT MIGHT BE. I NEVER SAID IT WAS.

"Oh, nice one, bud," Hiccup grumbled, as he got back to work. "Thor, I wish I'd never taught you about how sarcasm worked. It's caused me nothing but annoyance ever since." He pursed his lips and started pounding red-hot metal.

IF YOU KEEP POUTING, MAYBE ASTRID WILL COME AND KISS YOU TO MAKE IT ALL BETTER. KEEP IT UP, HICCUP.

"Toothless, will you stop that?" Hiccup scowled, as the Night Fury snickered. "You do not need to be teasing me about this. Why don't you go and talk to Starlight a little bit more, huh?" Toothless looked at Hiccup like he was an idiot. "Never mind."

Starlight arrived home and let herself in through the unusually large window in her room. Yes, her room; Brenna and Starlight had moved into a house that was supposed to be for a large family, so there were enough rooms for Brenna and Starlight to each have their own rooms, along with a few storage rooms. She was originally going to pretend she'd been in the house the entire time, but she came into some bad luck by bumping into Brenna, who was cleaning the room for her beloved Night Fury friend. "Where have you been?" Brenna asked, making Starlight stop in her tracks.

"Errr . . . fishing with Stormfly?" Starlight lied. Brenna raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical.

"Let me rephrase that. Where have you actually been?" Brenna asked.

"Hanging out near a lake," Starlight replied. Well, it's not like I'm lying, right? I was near a lake . . . I just didn't mention Toothless was with me.

"Were you with anyone at the time?" Brenna asked. Starlight tensed up, and Brenna knew that she had her. "Starlight, is there something you weren't telling me?"

"No," Starlight replied slowly.

"No, you weren't with anyone, or no, there isn't something you aren't telling me?" Brenna pressed. "You aren't lying to me, are you?" Starlight cracked.

"Fine, you've got me. I was with Toothless at Lars Lake," Starlight admitted. Brenna grinned.

"Didn't know you'd get a boyfriend that quickly," she teased. "So, how did the date go?"

"It wasn't a date!" Starlight stammered. "We just went somewhere to talk in private."

"Sounds an awful lot like a date to me," Brenna remarked. "You know, what with the privacy and the deep conversation and stuff."

"Oh, shut up!" Starlight snapped, blushing underneath her scales. "And would you mind letting me sleep in peace?" Brenna knew then to stop the interrogation and left to go to bed, changing into a simple nightgown and falling asleep. Starlight waited until she could hear Brenna's soft snores, and then snuck out of the house the same way she snuck in. She then flew out of the house to the arena, but Toothless wasn't there. In fact, nobody was there. Maybe this was another prank and they were all laughing at her from inside their houses. The time seemed to crawl by, and Starlight began to lose hope. Dejected, she was about to take off and fly home, only to hear footsteps. She pricked up her ears and hid somewhere, only to see Toothless walking up to the entrance of the arena.

"Uh, hello?" Toothless called. "Starlight? Hookfang? Stormfly? Any-MMMPH!" He was interrupted by a paw being placed roughly over his mouth. A Night Fury's paw that wasn't his own.

"Don't freak out, Toothless; It's me, Starlight," Starlight hissed. "What took you so long?"

"I can't fly on my own. This prosthetic tailfin isn't built for solo flying, so I had to walk," Toothless explained. "I'm sorry I left you out here on your own for so long."

"It's fine; you couldn't help it," Starlight smiled, nuzzling him. The two smiled, getting lost in each other's eyes. It could have blossomed into a really romantic moment for the duo . . . until Hookfang, Stormfly, Barf and Belch showed up.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I spoil a romantic moment for you two?" Hookfang taunted, as Stormfly, Barf and Belch stifled laughter. "Ugh, whatever. We have to talk to you about the prank."

"For the last time, you two, this wasn't our plan! None of us ever wanted this to happen, I promise! Please listen to us!" Stormfly pleaded. Toothless and Starlight came to a conclusion: their friends were filled with so much guilt over it, it was literally driving them mad.

"It's perfectly all right, guys. We already forgave you earlier today anyway," Starlight told them.

"Really?" Barf and Belch chorused, shocked. Usually they talked in unison to annoy people, but this time, they couldn't help it. They were in shock.

"Of course!" Toothless assured. "I wouldn't want to hold this over you, especially not after how stressed it's made you!"

"Oh, it's good to know that you're willing to put this behind - wait, what?!" Hookfang yelped.

"Of course I wouldn't want you to be worried about whether or not we hate you. Let's just forget about this and move on," Starlight proposed. Hookfang, Stormfly, Barf and Belch looked at each other in shock . . . before deciding to roll with it.

"Absolutely!" Hookfang agreed.

"Thank you so much!" Stormfly babbled. Barf and Belch sagged. Both Night Furies bought it.

"So we all agree to forget about this?" Starlight asked. Stormfly, Hookfang, Barf and Belch nodded.

"Great! Now this is all sorted, I'm going home," Toothless decided, walking off. Starlight also left, flying away to sneak into the house she'd snuck out of earlier. Everyone else took this as a sign to also leave, saying hurried goodbyes. Hookfang was the last to leave, and his route took him past Brenna's house, where he heard a peculiar noise. Hookfang had heard a noise like this once before, and that was at Snoggletog, when a man was playing a flute for a crowd of (drunk) Vikings. But this sounded much better than the man who played at Snoggletog. He wanted to stay and listen to more, but he had to go home. He didn't want to stay out too late and look suspicious.