Chapter 3 - "We mean no harm."

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"You understand what Gothi asks of you, right?" Heather eyes her son.

He gives a tiny nod of his head. Until the stupid burn from that stupid dragon heals, he's stuck like this. The things he is doing for that dragon of his. She's going to be the death of me.

"Good. Now, Hiccup." his mom turns to the man. "Do you have anywhere we can stay?"

Hiccup —the man—, nods. "Of course, Heather. You and Blade can stay with us. We have an extra room." he tells her.

"Great! Thank you, Hiccup." The Berserker woman beams.

"Of course, anything for a friend." Hiccup smiles back.




TWO HOURS LATER

It takes Heather well over two long hours to get her room the way she wants it to be. She decides to have a medium rock for her son's dragon next to a cot all ready for him. On the side where her bed rests, is a desk with a pieces of paper laying on top. Her hand grabs hold of the paper and some charcoal as she sits down at the desk.

'Dear Rajiv,
I hope you are handling it without Blade and I. He went on a bit of an adventure with Zephyr and ended up burned by a dragon so now he's just a blind berserker. Gothi says according to Hiccup reading her runes, that he will heal. But, since that occurred; Hiccup told me we could stay with them and I can't thank them enough. I just hope, that even if he is temporarily blind, he can join dragon training.

On the other side, have you discovered anything new about the prophecy? I fear that eventually, he will learn the truth. That he is the one involved in it.

With love,
Heather'

She rolls up her letter and ties with a loose tie she finds.

"Mom?" she hears a voice say. "I'm hungry."

Heather turns around from the desk, setting the rolled up letter down on the top of the desk. She holds her arms out and her young son races into her opened arms.

"Come on. Let's get you some food." she tells him and her son smiles big.

"Yay!" he shouts.

The berserker Razorwhip rider walks out of the room with Blade in her arms. She sets him down once the two are the bottom of the stairs.

"Auntie!" he cries and bounds forwards to Berk's blonde chieftess.

Astrid jumps slightly as her blue eyes glance down at the young swift fury rider.

"Sorry, Astrid. He must've heard me call you friend." Heather rubs her neck. "Whenever he hears me or Rajiv say that; he immediately calls them aunt or uncle."

"I think it's sweet." Astrid says. "It reminds me of Nuffink. He does that too."

"Maybe they'll become best friends. Wouldn't that be damaging." Heather jokes.

"Two chaotic sons of mischievous men becoming best friends? Definite damaging." Astrid laughs after she speaks.

The raven haired Viking joins in her laughter then stops when someone clears their throat. Her emerald gaze shifts to the left and catches sight of her son staring at her.

"Like father, like son." Astrid whispers into her ear as Heather grins in reply.








DRAGON ACADEMY - THIRTY MINUTES LATER

"At least I can stay on Tatsu!" Alvi shouts proudly. "Thank Thor for the saddle."

Zephyr Haddock moves her sky blue eyes to glance at Alvi. "So the saddle is why you can stay on? You know, you could've practiced more." she frowns.

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