Hiccup plopped down on his bed and sighed for the umpteenth time that day. He had enough dealing with the twins and Snotlout. They never stopped goofing off earlier in the Academy and now it was giving Hiccup a huge headache. As he massaged his head, he heard a thump beside him. He looked up and saw green, wide, dragon eyes staring back at his own. Hiccup smiled softly and patted his dragon's muzzle. He closed his eyes again, recalling the previous events in the past years.
Three years have passed since the defeat of the Red Death. Things in the village have been better for the past weeks. Dragon incidents were still occurring, but not as much compared to the first year the dragons came to live with them.
Life that time was pretty hectic.
Fortunately, it subsided throughout the years as people learned how to handle dragons themselves. But meanwhile, the twins and Snotlout, unfortunately, barely changed at all. They still pulled pranks on everyone (excluding the chief of course), and they still were loud and boisterous. Not to mention stupid.
There was one thing Hiccup felt very uneasy about though.
As a result of being next in line as chief, Hiccup had to attend meetings not only in the village, but amongst other villages as well. Five months have passed since Hiccup was visiting other villages in different parts of the archipelago, and he was starting to handle it very well now. But three weeks ago, a certain subject was brought up on one of the meetings, a subject which placed Hiccup on edge for the past few days.
It was about some reports of dragon activity somewhere down south. Normally, this would be just a normal problem for Hiccup, until he found out that the damage caused affected whole islands, sometimes disfiguring it so much to the point of no recognition (unless you look at a map). Not only that, but the witnesses claim that the dragons involved were bigger than average. Even worse, they weren’t attacking humans, they were attacking each other.
Now that was an absolute rare occurrence.
True, dragons sometimes do fight with one another, but the witnesses also say that they weren’t just fighting, but killing each other. They say that for the first few days they noticed it happening, the same activity has been seen only in remote areas of the archipelago.
But it doesn’t help the fact that the amount of times it has happened were increasing as of late.
Hiccup broke his train of thought and sighed again. He opened his eyes and turned to his dragon before he smiled.
"Wanna go on another flight Toothless?" Hiccup whispered. The said dragon bounced up and down merrily at the thought of another flight. Hiccup laughed at his dragon's actions. Toothless would never refuse a flight offered to him by Hiccup.
After mounting the saddle, they shot through the sky. Hiccup breathed in the refreshing air and did a couple of loops with Toothless.
"Nothing better than a nice fly around here, ain't it bud?" He sighed in relief and felt Toothless roar in response.
Hiccup laughed lightheartedly and looked around him. Both of them were a little far off from the village. The sun was still way uphead so it was still somewhere around the afternoon. An idea crossed Hiccup's head that moment.
"Hey Toothless, wanna fly around the archipelago a bit?" Toothless' eyes lit up and he gave a sudden burst of speed, towards the vast ocean outside of Berk.
"Whoa! Slow down bud!" Hiccup said while chuckling nervously as he struggled to hold on to the saddle. Toothless could get quite frisky about flights, especially on his good days.
Due to the wider area the ocean provided, they performed more difficult maneuvers and more adrenaline-pumping stunts. This kept on for more than an hour, with much whooping and elated shouts from the brunette. They also wove through compact sea stacks just like the first flight they took together, except with much more experience.
