Gobber was still working at the Blacksmith when Hiccup arrived, his missing lower hand made a good spot for putting items, such as the hammer he was using to shape the boiling hot iron long sword.

He had been Hiccups Mentor since Hiccup was little, well littler. He is kind of more of a father figure for him, since Hiccups Father is the chief and always busy with the village, Gobber spent the most time with him at the hours of the Blacksmith

"Ah Hiccup! I was startin' to think yer won't gonna show up!" The larger man turned around to greet the scrawny teenager. He grabbed a blacksmith apron and put it on Hiccup and gave him a slight shove to his work area.

"Yeah, Um.... Gobber I kind of need your help with something, it's really important" Removing the apron sending the message to Gobber that he wasn't staying to work.

"What do yer mean Hiccup need MY help? Didn't you say you had 'raw' Viking power" in a sarcastic tone he turned around and carried on with his sword. He obviously didn't care.

Hiccup gave a blow up to his bangs in frustration, he was being serious! "Gobber please! I need your help with this!" he gave out a sigh "I killed a Night Fury and I need your help to get it to my Dad"

Gobber still had his back turned "You killed a Night Fury yeah right"

"I really did!"

"Psst yeah right"

"I have proof!" reaching to his pocket, Hiccup pulled out a black-blue scale. "See!"

Gobber look at the scale for a few seconds, slowly turning around to Hiccup "Is this real?" his tone changed from his usual jolly self to plain out seriousness.