HTTYD: SwimmingWhen Astrid had come looking for him earlier that day, Hiccup definitely had no idea he was going to end up on the beach, bare-chested and teeth clattering in protest whilst his girlfriend and the other teens were already busy swimming or dunking each other's heads. In retrospective, he knew he should have been way more reluctant to follow her when he'd noticed the way she and Gobber –out of all people- were exchanging mischievous and very much knowing glances. He would bet everything he had that the seasoned blacksmith had been perfectly aware of what was going to happen to his apprentice. Heck, he was sure Gobber was busy telling the story to Stoick and Spitelout this very instant.HTTYD: Swimming in General Fiction More Like This
Hiccup glared at the waves that licked the five toes he had left and sent uncontrollable shivers running down his spine. He wondered how Astrid and the others could ignore the actual temperature of the water. Sighing, he bravely dipped his right foot in the sea and immediately retrieved it,
Hot SpringHaving Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III for a boyfriend had its drawbacks. For one, it meant having to listen to him when he started rambling enthusiastically about his latest ideas and inventions which no one understood a word of until they were actually real and usable. Then again, Astrid knew she could always shut him up with her most effective weapon: her lips. And there was much to bet that Hiccup had figured this out a long time ago, but anyone who would be caught saying the son's chief complained about it would immediately be considered an absolute idiot and a filthy liar.Hot Spring in Fan Fiction More Like This
Astrid didn't mind. For having Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III for a boyfriend also had a fair number of advantages. He was very smart, very sweet, very brave, intuitive, perceptive, honest and polite to a fault, persistent, had a good sense of humor - which proved to be pretty contagious once you got the hand of it , could design and fashion almost everything out of leather, metal and wood, had become very g
HTTYD: Footprints Part 2In theory, it was the easiest thing in the world. In practice, however, it was a whole other story. Hiccup stood on the threshold of the Hoffersons' dwelling which, by the way, had become somewhat bigger, due to a certain Deadly Nadder Astrid had succeeded in taming completely motionless, his fist raised in the air, seemingly ready to crash down on the massive wooden door. But Hiccup could not bring himself to actually knock. The freezing wind kept howling, sending whirlpools of snow that whipped mercilessly the faces of all who were crazy enough to dare exposing themselves to its wrath while Hiccup was getting lost in his thoughts.HTTYD: Footprints Part 2 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Giving a sword to a Viking was anything but trivial. Quite the opposite, really. Swords were sacred for Vikings, and ranked on top of their most personal items. It was no wonder Vikings gave names to their cherished, long blades. Swords were no random weapon; they represented a warrior's very spirit. They were the soul one would bear on his/he
HTTYD: Footprints Part 1Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III felt drops of sweat travelling down his face. The combination of the heat of the fire and the concentration he needed when working at the forge made his now damp hair stick on his forehead. The blacksmith apprentice could not remember the last time Gobber and he had had that much work to deal with, no matter how hard he tried. Together, they had to handle the ever-increasing demands of all Vikings in Berk who had befriended a dragon of their own and needed custom-made saddles, complete riding gears depending on their respective dragons' breed and the riders themselves - and all the material that was considered necessary for dragon-training. Repairs were often needed, and on top of that, well, Vikings remained Vikings and still wanted their weapons, shields and armours to be taken care of.HTTYD: Footprints Part 1 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hiccup even had had to make himself a particularly strict schedule in order to satisfy as many people as possible and be able to see the tasks he had been given th
Training Day"Hiccup, would you get up and come here already!"Training Day in Fan Fiction More Like This
Toothless cracked an eye open and let out a displeased groan whilst Hiccup ignored Astrid's distant, yet exasperated voice and buried his face deeper in his pillow. There was no way he was getting up now. The sun hadn't even risen over the whale's road yet! And anyway, Astrid would not dare to enter his bedroom without his permission...would she?
No, Hiccup decided instantly as he got back to sleep, although imagining the contrary made a cold shiver run down his spine. No, she wouldn't. Toothless, on the other hand, was pretty sure Astrid was perfectly capable of rushing into his human's bedroom and drag him outside if she deemed it necessary. Which, judging by the way he could hear her storming up the stairs, she did. The Night Fury reluctantly got up and tried to nudge his rider awake before disaster struck, to no avail. Hiccup would not budge, and Astrid was getting closer.
When the black dragon heard the door being opened noiselessl
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Chapter 1 At Last
This is Berk.
It snows nine months of the year, and hails the other three.
Any food that grows here is tough and tasteless.
The people that grow here are even more so.
The only upsides are the pets.
Where some people have ponies or parrots...
...we have dragons.
A small dragon known as a Terrible Terror landed flat on the sleeping boy's face, chittering loudly.
Most people would be put off housing with vicious, fire-breathing reptiles.
The Terror gave the boy a friendly flame-burst hello before fluttering up to the shoulder of its master: a burly, dark-haired man sporting a scar from brow to cheek on the right side of his face. The boy took him in blearily.
Not us. We're Vikings.
The boy rubbed his face, checking to make sure his eyebrows were still there.
We can handle it.
"Rise and shine, Hiccup! Time to get moving," said the man. He moved to the next sleep