Hiccup's POV
My life has been shitty until 3 years ago.
I didn't fit in with everyone else and worst of all, I didn't have the guts to kill a dragon.
My father, Stoick the Vast, Chief of Berk, was always disappointed in me. It didn't mean he didn't love me. He just had high expectations and standards.
I was also skinny and short and had a chubby face. I guess you can say that I've gained a little muscle and I've grown taller.
Fishlegs, Snotlout and the twins have gradually become my pretty close friends. Even though Snotlout's ego is as big as his dragon, Fishleg's face is stuck in books and the twins are... well... ya know, the twins, we've grown pretty close.
Ever since we defeated the Red Death together, we kinda formed our own gang. The dragon riders!
So, yeah, basically that's it. Dagur is in prison and everything is normal. Well, as normal as it gets anyway.
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FanfictionIt's been 3 years since Hiccup managed to tame and train a Night Fury, Toothless, and now nearly everyone has a dragon now. Sure, it took some time for the Vikings to fight the urge to kill them but soon enough everyone started to love and cherish t...
