Chapter 24 - Miracle

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Hiccup's POV:
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I walked down to the docks where dad arrived. He got off the ship. I really hope he found the dragons. I don't want to leave Berk because our food is gone. It would be great if at least the hunting terrors were here. Well, at least I don't have to be acting chief anymore.

"Dad! Dad! Did you find the dragons? Tell me you found them!" I begged, really not wanting to leave Berk any time soon.

"Sorry son. They're no where near." He sighed, patting my shoulder.

"Well, we can keep searching!" I suggested.

"Hiccup! We are going to starve! There is nothing left. I don't know why the animals have died out and why our crops aren't growing but I mostly don't know where the dragons have gone." He turned to face me.

"Dad, we can't leave." I begged.

"I'm sorry Hiccup. But unless mildew magically has all the crops we need then we are leaving. Tonight!" He responded.

"Tonight?! Dad no!" I sighed.

"It's a Chiefs duty to do what's good for his people." He muttered as usual before walking back to the town.

----time skip----

"This is awful." Tuff sighed.

"No kidding." Ruff added.

"I thought we would be here forever." Fishlegs muttered.

"Stupid dragons." Snotlout complained under his breath.

"This has to be the worst day of my life." Astrid sobbed, taking hold of my hand. We all continued down the town with the rest of Berk, baskets filled with our stuff on our backs. The whole village had sad faces. We continued down to the docks. Astrid rested her head on my shoulder and I felt a tear drop. I hugged her to try and help but I don't think anything could help right now.

The ships were being filled with people. Me and the gang began crossing to one of the ships on a wood plank. I looked down with a sigh. Suddenly something hit my head and fell into the water. I rubbed my head to feel slime on it. Gross. I looked down into the water where a shimmer sunk before suddenly disappearing.

"Did you see that?" I asked Astrid.

"What?" She sobbed. Another splash wet me. Something landed in the water to the right of me.

"What about that?" I asked her again.

"What is that?" She questioned as we both stepped to the side to let other people pass. There was another splash. Then another and another. It got quicker and quicker, like rain but instead these drops were huge. Slowly, people began to realise as well. People stopped moving to look around.

"HEY!" I heard Sphen yell. "WHAT'S WITH THE FISH?!" He yelled at Spitelout thinking he gave it to him.

"Fish?" I whispered to myself.

"Fish!" Astrid copied. We looked around to find it begin to rain fish. Literally.

"WOAH!" Vikings questioned.

"WHAT IN THORS NAME IN GOING ON?" I heard dad yell. Something landed on my shoulder. I looked next to me to see a chicken.

"Ah!" I yelled a little frightened.

"Hiccup." Astrid nudged me to get my attention. I looked at her to see her looking up. I looked up too, to see a sight I did not expect.

"DRAGONS!" Vikings yelled. Everyone rushed off the boats and began heading back up to the village. Me and Astrid finally made it through the crowd to stand at the edge of a cliff, looking over the harbour.

"RRROAAAWWW!" We heard all through the sky.

"Haha!" Astrid and I laughed with excitement as we saw fish falling everywhere. The dragons came over with nets full of them. The larger dragons were carrying yaks and sheep while the terrors carried chickens. Who knows how they got the net to carry the fish. They landed in the middle of town where livestock ran randomly everywhere trying to get away from the dragons.

"Hiccup look ou-" Astrid began but suddenly I was crushed. I heard her laughing as I rolled over to look up. Toothless stared into my eyes.

"TOOTHLESS!" I smiled and hugged him. He began licking me but I didn't care. He looked exhausted from the flight. I don't blame him he would have been flapping and falling the whole way. He pushed me to the floor before he barfed up half a fish on me. "Ew, thanks bud." I smiled.

I stood up, wiping the spit off me. I looked up to see only now a few dragons flying around. I smiled. They really are loyal. They saved us. I saw something odd in the distance. Another dragon stayed further away from Berk. It hovered there for a moment. Maybe my sight was just bad but I swear it had four wings. It flew away a few seconds later

"Haha!" I heard as I felt a gust of wind blow over me. Astrid looked back from Stormfly before she spun up to the clouds. I looked at Toothless as he sat there looking innocent. I pulled something out of my pocket and smiled. He jumped up, wagging his tail. It was the pin he locked the saddle with. I put it back in the saddle and I was able to control the tail again. Just before I was about to take off I heard dad announce something.

"LOOKS LIKE BERK IS STILL OUR HOME!" He shouted as the crowd cheered, throwing their hats high in the air. The dragons roared with their heads high. I gave Toothless one pat before he took off. The wind in my hair felt good. I missed it for the past two weeks.

We spun up past the clouds where he stopped before diving back down. As we fell I looked next to me to see Astrid on Stormfly. She looked over to me with a smile before the dragons pulled up. We soared over Gothi's place where she looked happy with her terrible terrors.

"THIS IS AMAZING!" Astrid yelled with her arms out to either side of her.

"WOOHOO!" I laughed as Toothless dived. We raced down the Berk peek. When we reached the bottom the other joined us.

"Hey, I don't know about you guys but I'm hungry." Snotlout stated.

"Tell me about it! I'm starving." Tuff patted his stomach.

"You're starving?! What about me?" Ruff punched him.

"Well, Meatlug looks hungry too." Fishlegs said, patting her.

"Fishing?" Astrid proposed.

"Game on!" I smiled as Toothless glided upside down as I grabbed a net from below. The others copied before we began flying towards the ocean. Looks like my fishing game did become a hit. Pretty amazing if I do say so myself.

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