Gobber grabbed the blackish-blue Night Fury scale from Hiccup. his eyes locked on to the scale "Hiccup, is this real?" his tone didn't sound happy.

"U-um, y-yeah?..." why was this such a big deal? why isn't he sound surprised? well we was but not in a good way..

"Hiccup, your life maybe in danger! You better no be joking!"

"I-I'm not" why was he acting like this?

"Gods help us..." He turned his back to Hiccup and wobbled off to Stoik.

What is wrong with him? I though he'd be happy for me! I'm gonna be able to get a date! Astrid will finally li-

His thoughts were cut if when his Father walked behinde him. Turning around he was looked at the unhappy bearded redheaded viking.

"Son, is what Gobber said true?" concern filled his eyes, he may be having to deal with a village and not spend to much time with his son, but he still cared about him.

"Um, yeah?" What is with everyone?! I killed a dragon! why aren't they happy?....

"Son, show me the dragon"

--- Time Skip ---

"No... it's true" Stoik was standing before the dead Night Fury, it's eyes open and clouded and bleeding from it's heart area all tied up.

"See Dad! I killed a dragon!"

His Dad did move a muscle.

"Um Dad?" why was he just standing there? wasn't he proud of his son?

He turned around, slowly walking to Hiccup, he got his arm and lifted up the green sleeve, a couple of blackish dark green scales were all over his elbow.

"AH! DAD! what's happening?!"

"The curse of the Night Fury"