y/n's first time in berk, where she's not stealing

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06:57 PM. BERK, THE ISLE OF BERK

y/n watches as hiccup practices flying on toothless. she focuses on her tapestry, not giving him any chance to sneak a look at it. 

midnight watches toothless and hiccup glide, a rope securing them to the ground so they don't randomly fly off. midnight's ear twitches as she listens for danger, relaxing as she hears nothing for miles. 

hiccup flexes his foot against the stirrup, making the tail-fin move upward and toothless land. he draws it on a cheat-sheet clipped on the saddle, nodding.

"why is it that you need one of those?" y/n asks, looking up at hiccup. 

"i don't want to make any mistakes," hiccup says, rubbing the back of his neck as he's still on the saddle. 

"i do not think that you will be make any mistakes," y/n says, going back to her art form. "however, i cannot wait until you learn how to ride without it,"

"i don't think that's ever going to happen," hiccup says, making y/n let out a laugh. 

"i think it will," she says, giving him a smile. he smiles back, toothless bouncing back up to continue the gliding but the rope snaps from the strong gust of wind. y/n and midnight perk up, watching the two males fall back into the forest. midnight roars, y/n mounting her to fly quickly to where they are. 

y/n slides off midnight, watching as toothless tries to get up. she rushes to hiccup, trying to help him as toothless is carrying him up slightly. well, not specifically toothless but the hook which is attached to the saddle. it's bent and now he's stuck with toothless. physically.

"oh great..." hiccup mumbles, looking back at it. 

"is there anything i can do to assist?" y/n says, trying to get hiccup stable enough so he can stand. but his legs are too short. 

"i'm going to need to go back to the shop and fix this," hiccup says, y/n holding his hands to keep him stable. he blushes, trying not to feel impacted but he does. a lot. "you don't need to do anything though,"

"no, i will come with you," y/n says, turning her head. her white hair blows slightly in the wind, her purple eyes narrowing as she realises that she left her tapestry on the small cliff. "will we not get it done quicker if we do it together?"

"do you know anything about making saddles?" hiccup asks, y/n thinking it over for a moment.

"well, no," she admits. and she hates not knowing how to do things. "but you can teach me," she smiles, hiccup letting out a breathy laugh. gosh. does he like her? "come on. let us go," 

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"hiccup," a man says to hiccup, who waves with a grin as he leans against a building. 

y/n peeks her head out from behind hiccup with a hood on, which is covering her most targaryen feature. hiccup gave her an older cloak to hide her. not that he wants to hide her but that he doesn't want anyone else to know she's on berk. her hair would be obvious to everyone as it glinted in the night. 

toothless coos quietly as he walks around the two humans; one targaryen, the other viking. midnight nudges y/n's hand. she does not like this. not a little bit. 

"kessa sagon sȳz, gaomagon daor worry," y/n says softly, them following hiccup. hiccup tugs toothless towards the blacksmiths, y/n and midnight following after them both. "hiccup kessa gaomagon īlva ȳgha,"

hiccup understood what she said. and that made him blush ever so slightly. 

"i'll try," he says, giving y/n a crooked smile. y/n smiles back, midnight cooing at hiccup. 

"you understand of what i am saying?" she asks him, toothless picking up a bucket with his snout and throws it away with disinterest. it makes a small sound, alerting astrid who is walking around the village at night. why? who knows. 

"i'm trying to learn your language," he says, letting everyone into the blacksmith's. small crowded space but snug enough for two dragons and two humans. "if that's okay with you...?"

y/n sits down watching as hiccup gets a tool to help him remove himself from toothless. 

"that is more than okay with me," y/n says, whistling at midnight, making the dragon stay at her feet. "kesan raqagon ao doing bisa,"

hiccup stops working on the hook, looking at y/n. she looks back at him, waiting for him to say something back in high valyrian. 

"yeah, no, i don't know what you said," he says, making y/n laugh. maybe a little too loud. hiccup laughs with her, midnight perking up when she smells something...no someone that she does not recognise. 

"hiccup? are you in there?"

y/n looks to the sound, hiccup looking at y/n then the dragons and rushes out the double windows and closing them behind him. 

"astrid. hey," hiccup says, y/n pointing her finger at toothless. but toothless barely listens to her. especially with hiccup around. and he wants to play. he tries to peak out but midnight snarls at him. warning him. "hi, astrid. hi, astrid. hi, astrid," who is astrid? unknowingly, y/n furrows her eyebrows. is that his lover?

then toothless spots a sheep, chewing on some grass nearby. oh no.

"i normally don't care what people do," astrid starts, scrunching up her nose as she looks at hiccup. "but you're acting weird," she points him as he's suddenly yanked backwards. "well, weider" 

"daor, keligon ziry!" y/n whispers, trying to get toothless to stop but obviously, he continues trying to steal the sheep. "midnight!" y/n looks to her dragon for help but she's looking out to the stars. y/n drags her hands down her face. why did the seven gods give her such annoying dragons at times?

astrid looks at hiccup weirdly as he's dragged up, disappearing through the doors with a yelp. she races forward, yanking the doors open and looking around the empty blacksmith's with confusion. was he not here? what happened?

behind her, hiccup and y/n take off on the dragons, into the night.