Hiccup's Story

Part I: Night Fury

Hey y'all!

I'm finally back from my like, 3 year hiatus! I've finally finished editing this one and will hopefully be finishing the sequel to Hofferson Sisters soon, I'm super excited cause I have so many more ideas for other stories now too!

Quick, semi-mandatory, side note: This is a spin-off of Hofferson Sisters, so if you haven't read that, I would suggest going and reading that before you read Parts IV and V of this one. Weirdly enough, these two are about the same length.

Well, that's all I've got to say...

Let's get on with it!

Hiccup

I'd woken up from defeating the Red Death today, well it was the end of the day, and I was walking back to my hut.

Today had been weird, that's for sure. Well, other than the fact that I woke up, only to find my leg missing, and dragons living peacefully on Berk, that is.

I'm talking about this weird feeling I'd had all day. Also, I could understand Toothless, which made me think I was going crazy. I was thinking about telling Dad, but he'd tell me it was impossible, right? I mean being able to understand dragons? That's a good one! The funny feeling he'd say was me just having woken up today, and I was still getting used to my prosthetic. That's not the case.

I opened the door to my house, and was not expecting what I got.

"Hey son! Have a good day?" Dad asked the minute I closed the door.

"Uh, I guess..." I wasn't quite sure how to respond. I was used to him ignoring my very existence, so this was new, very new. You know... I could tell him about that weird feeling I had today, see what he thinks. That is, if he's willing to talk, which it seems like he is.

Toothless had gone and layed down next to the fire, opposite Dad. I went and sat next to him, absentmindedly petting him. "Uh, Dad, can-can I ask you about something?"

"Sure, son. What's on your mind?"

"Well, um, I've had this really weird feeling all day, and..." I said very cautiously.

"Define weird feeling."

Uhhh... great. How do I describe this? "Well, um... I'm not exactly sure how to describe it."

"It could just be that you woke up today, or you're still getting used to your prosthetic." What? Oh wait, I knew he was gonna say something like that. Let's see what his reaction is to this.

"Okay, so, uh, let's say you're right." Dad went to say something, but I cut him off, "No, let me finish. How do you explain the fact that I can also understand Toothless now? And don't say that's impossible, because it's true."

"He's right, Stoick. And he's not crazy either." Toothless told him.

Dad looked confused, especially as I looked at Toothless and said, "You know he can't understand you, bud. I can, but Dad can't."

"Oh, right." Toothless looked disappointed.

"Okay, if you can understand him, what did he say?" Dad asked.

"Uh, which time?"

"Before you told him that I couldn't understand him."

"He was telling you I was right, and that I wasn't crazy either."

Dad looked at Toothless, probably to determine whether I was right or not. Toothless nodded, and Dad leaned back in his chair, like he was deep in thought.