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The history

"If you look at the West, you'll glimpse the Big Dipper, the constellation which looks rather like a barrow, but without a wheel. Do you see it?"

After asking, Toothless took his eyes, which were gazing into a starry sky, and peeked at Hiccup, who while listening to him, just the same as him, gaped at the night vista before nodding at him, affirming. Immediately, she went back to her earlier position, relying her head on Toothless's stomach and staring upward, while the male remained still.

How was this even possible that her eyes are even more stunning at night? he questioned himself, gawking at her unaware self, unable to take his eyes off her dark, green, forest, sparkling by the reflection of stars, ones. It was only eventually, that he tightened his hold on her tail, which was knotted around his one, corrected the position of his back against the ground, and gazed wherever Hiccup was.

"The history connected to it is rather chaotic, at least in my opinion, because it's about Zeus falling in love with the nymph, Callisto. Obviously, Zeus's wife, Hera, immediately became jealous and transformed the woman into a bear. Unfortunately, afterward, Callisto's son, Arcas, didn't recognize his mother and attempted to shoot her, although failed, because Zeus turned him into a bear too. In final, Zeus placed the two of them permanently in the sky, and so, we have the Big Dipper - Callisto, and next to it the Little Dipper - Arcas; it's that constellation resembling the Big Dipper, it just has a longer, barrow handle," Toothless explained and peeked at amazed Hiccup, proud of himself. "Any questions?"

"So, this Zeus, from what you have said, is just Odin, but he fucks everything?" Hiccup inquired, glancing at him, curious.

"Basically."

"Well, Greece mythology is screwed up," Hiccup stated, before gazing at Toothless, playfully. "So, you say that you know all of that from your travels?"

"Yes," he declared, quirking up the corner of his mouth, "five years of traveling; I know, by now, six human languages, although only partly."

"I wish I knew at least one more language from Norse," she confessed, ricocheted at the sky, and squirmed her eyes at it. "What about this constellation? That one to the left from the Little Dipper? The four stars?"

"I see what you mean, however, I don't know any story related to it, but I can impress you with a dragon fact about it," Toothless revealed, leaning his head back, to gaze wherever she was. "It's pointing where the South is for them and-,"

"It's Southern Cross!" Hiccup interrupted, while Toothless skimmed at her, confused. "I just reminded myself; it's used by sailors to navigate."

"Dragons are doing that too," he acknowledged, looking upward. "The truth is, for my kind, everything that has a connection with the sky has huge importance; stars, wind, clouds, sun, all of it."

"Huge importance, you say, sunshine?" Hiccup reminded, and Toothless darted away, embarrassed, while the female giggled. "I didn't know you're such a romantic, honey. I thought it was just a meaningless, adorable pet name."

"I gave you it, and keep giving you it because you are the sun of my life; my light, which motivates me to wake up in the morning; my hope and longing; my everything."

As a response, Hiccup gaped at him, rather stunned, before beaming at him, lifting her face closer toward his. "As much as I'm honestly honored, we must remember that the sun wouldn't be as beautiful as it is if it wasn't for the sky, on which it may exist," she summed up, before both of them bumped their nose, together.