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A Letter To Stoick

i'm in a bit of a sad mood. This is not Hiccstrid, but i figured i'd write this.
HTTYD3 SPOLIERS!

Dear Dad.

Hey. It's your son, Hiccup.

It has been more than ten years since i last saw you, which is crazy, isn't it? Yet i still see you wherever i go, i still hear you voice in whatever i do and i can feel your presence because you are a part of me.

As you wished, after you have passed, i have become chief of the Hairy Hooligan Tribe. I think i have done well, i turned Berk into a Viking-Dragon Utopia! You know me, a world where vikings and dragons can live in peace is a perfect one to me. But then Grimmel the Grizzly threatened to take Toothless from me.

I made the decision to move the whole of Berk to the Hidden World. Do you remember telling me stories of a great waterfall the the edge of the world guarded by dragons? I do, even if it was more than twenty five years ago. I scowered all your books, knowing you were obsessed with finding it. I carried on your legacy. I hope you are at peace that i finished something you didn't.

I hoped it was the right move, to leave our home of seven generations for the safety of the unknown. I wish you were there to help and give me your imput, but i had mom and Astrid. Mom is doing fine, by the way. She's one of my biggest supports and i'm thankful i found her. I don't know where i'd be without her.

Turns out, all of us didn't end up in the Hidden World, but we all settled on another island called New Berk. It's beautiful, i wish you could see. Maybe you did, watching from Valhalla.

The dragons are gone. We defeated Grimmel, but that made me realise that at the moment, humans and dragons cannot coexist. I said goodbye to Toothless, but it wasn't permanent. All dragons disappeared into the Hidden World with their Alpha.

Skullcrusher is doing fine. He sniffed your weapons and your armor sadly, i know he misses you as much as i do, and everyone else. He's being cared for by Eret, he's in good hands, don't you worry. Before he left, he was the strongest fighter as they come. Just like you.

I think that you'd be happy to know my relationship with Astrid has grown drastically. She's amazing as a general, i think you'd be pleased at how much she's contributed to the rebuilding and chiefing of Berk.

After the whole war fiasco and after everyone settled into New Berk properly and everything was absolutely secure, Astrid and i got married. Yes, she has become your daughter in law, as you often preached about.. It was amazing, you see. She's so beautiful, so amazing, kind and caring. I lover her so much, it is such an honour to know she is my wife. I wish you witnessed our marriage, but Gobber took your place at the stage along with mom and Astrid's parents. Did you see our vows and kiss from up in Valhalla? Maybe you did witness it after all.

And i know to much of your delight, we had kids! Your grandchildren, i think you'd be very proud of them. One beautiful girl named Zephyr and one cute little boy that i dared say so myself looked a lot like me named Nuffink. Odd names, yes, but you named me Hiccup, so you can't say much.

Nuffink looks a whole lot like me, the face shape, unkempt hair, large nose, everything, except for his eyes and hair. His eyes were like rare sapphires from the depths of the earth and his blonde hair reflected the sunlight. His personality is just like Astrid, daring and brave with a sense of adventure. He loved stories about Toothless and all the dragons that once lived. Sometimes i'd throw him into the air or let him ride on my shoulders so he could feel the wind in his face and the exhilaration, much to Astrid's protest.

Zephyr looks as beautiful as Astrid, her eyes big and innocent, her face round and her nose small. But her eyes are like mine, emeralds. But her hair is neither brown nor blonde; it's red! I know its from you, dad.

She's a more like me when i was younger. Quiet and reserved. A little shy but she has a sassy side that i think she took over from Astrid, which i really adore. She always draws - i taught her how to has soon as she could hold a pencil. She has a little bag with a notebook and charcoal over her shoulders at all times. She loves hearing stories about you, dad. All your accomplishments and achievements. She always requests one of your many brave adventures before bedtime. Maybe you can tell her some stories of your own in her dreams.

Everything is great. It could be better with you dad, but hey, i know you're up there, sitting with Odin and laughing with him while drinking some mead and ale. You changed this world, and you deserve the reward of rest for all the deeds you've done.

I still hear your voice, your advice, maybe i'm just hallucinating, or i can hear your ghost whispering in my ears as i make decisions that seem impossible to decide on. I hope you are proud of what I've done, i have tried to become the chief that you have aspired me to be. But i am simply Hiccup Haddock and there is only so much i can do. I may not be as brave, kind or selfless as you; but i have certainly tried. I may not be you necessarily, i am who i am and that is okay.

I miss you, i know not for long. One day, we will sit together in Valhalla, catching up on all we have missed on each other. But for now, please watch over me, Berk and my family.

I love you.

-Hiccup H.H. III

i am proud of you, son.