How to Find Your Fire

(Httyd) Chapter 10: Welcome...

By Puffnut

I watch the dragon fly out of sight, feeling slightly sad. It seemed so mistrustful, so miserable. I feel bad for it and hope it will find peace. I sigh and climb down the roof. Walking over to my house, I feel a yawn coming on. I wasn't ever tired, but my body sometimes showed the symptoms of being tired. It is late, so I decide to hit the sack. Lying on my bed, I stare at the celling, thinking about the NightFury. I thought that tomorrow would be the first day I saw a NightFury, but I guess I was wrong. And the NightFury I did see was the saddest dragon I have ever seen, not the glory of lightning and death that I expected.

I yawn again and feel my eyes start to close. That night had certainly been crazy. And tomorrow would probably be even more so. I am filled with a mixture of happiness and disappointment. Disappointment that Vikings still treated dragons like trash, dissapointment that the first Strike class dragon I had seen was hurt, both physically and mentally, and dissapointment that dragons still would attack Berk.

Especially Berk.

Then, I fall asleep...

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The next morning I wake up with tears on my face. I must've had another dream about my dad dying. I can control how I feel in the morning, but at night, the nightmares come. Luckily, I usually forget about them by morning.

I walk into the kitchen, practically bouncing up and down. "Someone's excited," says Ilga, smiling. I notice she has cooked up some eggs with yak milk and is already eating. I grab some food and sit down, stuffing the food into my face. In record time, I finish my food and clean up. Grabing some Death Song Amber, my now dried painting, and three parts limestone, two parts sandstone, and one part iron ore, I head to the forge where Gobber is working on a bent sword.

"Hi Gobber!" I say.

"Hi Puffnut!" he replies, continuing to hammer on the sword. He is a stocky man with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. "Excited to get yer first look at the Edge are yoo?" I nod my head. "Well, yer in fer a treat. You'll love it there." I smile. "What can I do fer yoo?" he asks.

I place the Death Song Amber and parts for the Gronkle iron on a table. "I need to use your forge and was wondering if Gothi's Gronkle is around. I need some Gronkle iron."

Gobber scratches his chin before saying, "Yoo can use the forge whenever yoo want and I think Gothi and her Gronkle are on patrol with the rest of the A team."

"Kay, thanks!" I reply. I go over to the forge and start heating up the Death Song Amber. While it is slowly liquifying, I prepare a mold to pour it in. Then, I pour the now liquid amber into the mold and wait for it to dry. Finally, I take the parts of the Gronkle iron and another mold and head to Gothi's house. Luckily, she has already returned from patrol with the A team. "Gothi, is it ok if your dragon makes some Gronkle iron for me real quick?" She nods her head and I feed her Gronkle the minerals. After she spits the lava out, I carefully pour it into the mold.

After thanking Gothi and her dragon, I head back to the forge. Then, I put together the Gronkle iron, the Death Song Amber, and my painting as though they were a puzzle made of ice. Finally, I secure them with extra Death Song Amber. Once I have finished, I wrap the gift carefully with yak skin hides. Waving goodbye to Gobber, I start to make my way back to my house. Apon arriving, I start packing for my trip. My mother helps me pack food and clothing for the long journey...

What? Are you surprised she's not coming with me? Well, I am 16! I'm as old as Gustav, the leader of the A team. Of course I can take care of myself!