Beautiful.

That was the only word he could use as he looked at her.

Even with a few wrinkles lining the edge of her eyes, forehead and mouth, she was still so beautiful.

She still looked like her twenty-year-old self. And it's been thirty years. They just passed fifty, their oldest son, - Destin - being thirty now and married. Second oldest was Stoick II who had just turned twenty six and their youngest daughter, - Siri - being twenty two.

All of them were married and all of them had kids. Destin had two kids with his wife Lea, Alexander and Sara. Stoick II got a son with his wife, Alice and they named him after his father, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock IIII.

Siri got three kids with her husband, Axel. The oldest was their daughter, - Isabella - who was only two years old. Her second and third child were twins, boy boys. Simon and John.

Yeah. It was a big family.

Valka was fortunately still alive, just over seventy. She was still the coolest mom ever and she didn't let her age stop her from doing things she loved to do. Mainly flying on Cloudjumper and taking care of her grand-grand children.

All six of them.

It was always a great time.

Four generations.

Hiccup smiled to himself and lifted his arm lazily, snaking it around her shoulders and pulling her towards him. "Mmm," She hummed and closed her eyes, laying her head on his shoulder. They were sitting on a cliff, an aged black dragon laying beside them with his best friend, the faithful Nadder Astrid had taken into every battle.

"You're so beautiful, M'lady."

Astrid huffed and opened her eyes, laying them on his hand laying on his crossed legs. Hiccup's left leg had been wearing him down over the years but it was okay. He might not be the same old, adventurous husband he used to be back then but he still got it in him.

Astrid took his hand in hers and stroke it with her thumbs. He sighed.

"Hiccup, I know it bothers you. Getting older. I know. But, look what we achieved. We protected Berk, fought in battles, made so many friend, - and lost some - but most important, we passed on something from us. We got three children. All grown up, married and parents. Destin is the next chief and he's inching to take over your place. If you want to retire and be free, let him take it. You'll be here for him. We've done so many things. And, don't forget what I said to you when we got married, "I'll only leave you if death tears us apart," and it still hasn't. I love you so much and, I wouldn't have wanted to spend these past thirty-forty years with anyone else then you. You're so amazing," The last sentence came out as a whisper and after that, she leaned in and placed her lips over his.

"Don't be scared of anything. As long as we're alive and Berk is okay, everything is okay," She said against his lips, kissing him and then pulling away.

"Thank you, Astrid. For being my best friend and my wife," Hiccup said and smiled, leaning his forehead against hers, closing his eyes.

The moment was perfect. The only thing heard was their dragons breathing, the wind and the waves crashing into the rocks below them.

That moment was ruined by their kids, Destin, Stoick II and Siri with their kids, Alexander and Sara, Hiccup, Isabella, Simon and John.

"Mom, dad. Come on, we're having dinner in Great Hall," Destin said and smiled. "Yeah, it's you guys' forty-fifth anniversary. We have to celebrate!" Siri exclaimed happily, holding Isabell in her arms as Alex held their twin sons on only eight months.

Valka landed behind them on Cloudjumper and got off slowly. Toothless and Stormfly looked at them, already woken up a long time ago.

Hiccup turned his head to his wife and stood up, looking down at her and holding out his hand. She smiled and took it, pulling herself up.

"Shall we go, my love?"

"I think we shall."

And they headed off to Great Hall as a big, happy family. The moment couldn't have been more perfect.