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01:40 PM. BERK, THE ISLE OF BERK

"hey there, stoick!" a man says with a wave as the chief walks into the works shop. 

"hey, how are you? beautiful day," the chief laughs, seeing spitelout. "hello, spitelout. great race,"

spitelout mumbles, rolling his eyes and shaking his head as he walks off. he really thought the twins were going to win.

"oh!" stoick explains, jumping as he sees another villager. "sorry, mrs ack!" she shakes her head with a smile as she holds her dragon in her arms. "any sign of them?" he whispers to gobber, putting his head down. 

"ah!" gobber exclaims, waving his prosthetic arm which right now, is being used as an hammer, his face covered by a welding mask. "they've probably flown off the edge of the world by now," gobber nods as he finishes his piece, a new metal tooth, walking over to a light blue zippleback. "are you sure you want that kid running the village?" he questions stoick as the zippleback opens one of its mouths, revealing a missing tooth gap as gobber sets the metal one, that he just made, in place. "you can still delay your retirement,"

"he's ready. you'll see," stoick states with high confidence as gobber hammers the tooth in lightly, not wanting to hurt the light blue dragon. "with y/n at his side, they'll be unbelievable," stoick hums. "maybe, with her leading and him being at her side instead," he mumbles to himself, before hearing toothless' roar.

toothless lands, jumping up twice before setting properly on the ground. midnight lands with grace, y/n sliding off her wings with ease. 

"there they are!" stoick lets out a hearty laugh, raising a brow at gobber. "the prides of berk!"

y/n raises her eyebrows as she hears it. that is unheard of. yes, she is in love with the future chief of berk, however, a pride of berk? that is not what she is. she is a targaryen. she should be the delight of the seven kingdoms. 

"look who finally decided to show up for work," gobber scoffs, raising his mask as he looks mostly at hiccup. "yay," y/n does not work at the workshop. as she is strong with needlepoint and flower crafting, she teaches the younger vikings how to do those things if they would like to learn. gobber pretends to swing at the boy, hiccup ducking with a laugh. 

"sorry! got held up," hiccup apologizes, nervously laughing. 

"hello, gobber," y/n says with a smiling, holding her hands behind her back. 

"hello, lass," he says with a wink. hiccup puts his hand around y/n's waist, guiding her towards stoick.

"hey, uh, dad? could i have a word?" hiccup calls, jumping as stoick grips his shoulders with a grin. y/n moves to the side, allowing the son and father to have a moment. 

"something you're itching to tell me?" 

"not quite the itch you're thinking of, but yes," hiccup replies as stoick passes him an apron. he goes to give one to y/n but she shakes her head. no at chance in the seven hells will she do that.

"good man!" stoick laughs, walking towards the number cards. he takes on, getting the register. "now, lesson one. a chief's first duty is to his people. so...forty one!"

"i do not think that he is listening," y/n states as she stands next to hiccup as he tosses away his apron. hiccup has to try harder. 

"well, can we just talk in private for-"

"forty..."

"that's me!" a male viking shouts, jumping up as the other vikings, who are also waiting for their turn, groan. "i'm next!" he pushes through the crowd as another glares at him, "hey, i was ahead of you!"

"if we could just talk..." hiccup mumbles, his father not listening. 

"shall i get midnight to burn the place down? we will have his attention if we allow her to do that," y/n says, she as takes hiccup's hands and kisses it for comfort. 

"that's maybe a little bit extreme," hiccup replies with a laugh, knowing she's only trying to make him laugh so he calms down.

"excuse me, i have been here all day," the man pants lightly as he approaches the window. "okay, okay. i want one of those high seaters with lots of spikes and a big storage compartment!"

"absolutely. you got it, sir!" stoick turns with a grin and starts walking away.

"dad, this is actually a little more important than building saddles," hiccup calls as stoick puts his hand on hiccup's shoulder, y/n following behind them.

"ah!" stoick exclaims, putting his finger up. "lesson two. no task is too small when it comes to serving your people," he looks over his shoulder, making eye contact with y/n. "i trust you're taking notes about these steps too, lass?"

"of course," y/n lies. "there are of a high significance. i committing them to my memory," she watches as stoick almost trips over grump who's lying on the floor.

"excuse us, grump," stoick apologizes, petting the dragon's nose as he snores softly.

"dad, can we just talk-" but hiccup is interrupted once again.

"grump!" gobber shouts in annoyance, startling the large hotburple dragon. "you let the forge die down again!" grump groans as well as grumbling, turning as he was still lying down and blasting a ball of fire towards the forge.

hiccup yells out, startled as y/n doesn't react. she turns to her shoulder, seeing an ember on her shoulder and she flicks it off. 

"are you quite alright?" she asks him as he nods, following his dad. 

"that's it, grump! you're going up for adoption!" gobber yells, pulling down on a rope, the water in the bucket extinguishing the fire. 

stoick grabs materials for the saddle from the compartments as hiccup and y/n join him.

"there you go. go on. have away," stoick scoots the box towards hiccup as the boy sighs.

"dad," hiccup mumbles, him reaching under the table to get something as y/n takes something from the top compartments to put in the box. yes, she doesn't like working in the workshop but hiccup does it. so of course, she knows a lot about it. like he knows a lot about needlepoint; which threads is needed for which stitches, the colour combinations that go well together and all of that kind of stuff. "seriously, we really need to tell you about this new land we came across," hiccup says in an urgent tone, grabbing the box and following stoick as y/n walks behind them. again.

"another one?" gobber asks, midway switching his prosthetic arm. 

"any new dragons?" fishlegs asks in excitement, appearing from...y/n doesn't even know. when did he come into the workshop?

"i do not think so," y/n states. "we did not exactly have the chance to discover,"

"the folks there weren't particularly friendly," hiccup mutters in a bitter tone, rolling his eyes as he sets the box down. he specifically didn't like the time they tried to kidnap his girlfriend and her dragon. stoick flings a piece of hide onto a model of a dragon's back with ease.

"oh, really?" gobber questions in mock surprise, making y/n shake her head with a smile. "your night fury and valyrian dragon didn't bring them cheering to the rooftops?"

"no, this was different," hiccup shakes his head, waving his hand. he draws on the hide with a black pencil. "not the standard run-for-the-hills-hoo-ha we've come to enjoy,"

"you make it seem like i am a tyrant," y/n says, rolling her eyes at her lovers comment. that is the last thing she wants to be. especially with her history. "these people were swift. extremely ready for all scenarios,"

"these guys were trappers. dragon trappers," hiccup finishes, looking around.

"you should have seen their fort," astrid pipes in. y/n furrows her eyebrows. where are all these people coming from? "all blown apart and stuck in giant spikes of ice. it was weird!"

"i've never seen anything like it," hiccup mutters, busies himself, his hand resting on the hide. "and worst of all, they thought we did it!"

"you know, you guys are going to get yourselves in serious trouble one of these days," gobber says as he grabs a wooden hand-brush, attaching it to his hand. "not everyone appreciates this way of life," he brushes his long blonde moustache and bushy eyebrows, liking the feeling.

"aye, gobber's right, you three," stoick grunts, removing the hide from the model. "best we keep to our own," hiccup and y/n share a look as hiccup walks to stand in front of his father. "besides, you'll have more important uses for your time," stoick lets out a chuckle as he switches the lever to cut the hide, rubbing his hands together. "once we make the big announcement!" he says in a singsong.

"they are building a dragon army," hiccup flips the switch off with a firm stare at his dad. y/n makes a face. that was attractive. viking's pause to look over to what hiccup is saying. 

"at least that is what the dragon trappers stated to us," y/n says, gaining everyone's attention. "however, i cannot recall the name of the man that hired them," and who they wanted to hand her over to. "it was an ever so peculiar name," she furrows her before getting it. "drago bloodfist. i am certain. perhaps, it was bloodyfist?"

stoick's face falls, as his eyes widen. he looks over at gobber who's eyes narrowed and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"i'll bloody his fist with my face if he tries to take my dragon!" tuffnut suddenly appears, pounding his fist into his hand.

"or mine!" ruffnut agrees, fishlegs and snotlout on either side of her.

"ugh," the male twin exclaims. "you're such a moron,"

"a beautiful moron," fishlegs purrs as she makes a face of disgust.

"yeah," snotlout agrees, making her groan as he bites his lip at her.

y/n's eyes go wide as stoick places each of his hands on her shoulders, hiccup looks between the two confused. 

"bludvist? drago bludvist?" he questions. 

"if that is the proper punctation, then i believe that what you have just said is, in fact, the name," y/n says, stoick taking his hands off the girl. 

"wait...you know him?" hiccup questions, taking y/n's hand, looking at his father. stoick stares into space, thinking of a new plan. one that can keep berk safe.

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"ground all dragons!" stoick bellows as he races down the stairs.

"what? why?" hiccup quickly calls as he follows. he turns back, y/n behind him as puts her hand against the brick wall, helping her down. cramped places isn't exactly the best thing for a girl who is used being in the sky where there are no restraints. hiccup slows, taking her hand and she smiles in thanks.

both gobber and astrid follow behind the three quickly, astrid's face holding confusion. and gobber's face holds fear and concern.

"seal the gates!" stoick ignores, shouting orders. "lower the storm doors!"

"would you like to make us aware of why you are acting in this way?" y/n asks stoick as she looks around at the viking's following their chief's orders. 

"come on, you heard the man!" gobber shouts. "lock it down!" dragons from all over the isle come into the dragon shelter, ruffling their wings as they get sorted. the gates start to lower, midnight chittering as she looks over to toothless. 

"no dragon, targaryen or viking sets foot off this island until i give the word!" stoick shouts, jumping down from a platform. y/n hums. even she was included. 

"wait, because some guy you knew is stirring up trouble in some far away land?"

stoick turns, looking down at y/n and hiccup. not in disgust or anger but in hopes that they will understand and listen for once. 

"because drago bludvist is a madman without conscience or mercy," stoick states, making hiccup look down in thought. "and if he's built a dragon army...gods help us all," the chief turns away from the 'prides of berk', taking large strides to get to the other side of the room. "get them into their pens, quickly!"

y/n looks over at hiccup and sighs. 

"what would you like for us to do, my love?" she asks him. he looks at her with a smile. perfect for each other. 

"let's ride back out there," hiccup says, getting an idea. "we'll follow those trappers to drago...and talk some sense into him."

"and in the highly scenario that peace does not come to, we shall use violence? correct?" she whispers to him. and he goes to respond to her but his father speaks up.

"no! we fortify the island," stoick disagrees, firmly pointing outside with a serious expression.

"but it's our duty to keep the peace!" hiccup protests. 

"peace is over, hiccup!" stoick snaps back, looking between him and y/n and sighing deeply. "i must prepare you for war,"

war. y/n hums. she did not like war. but it happened always. 

"dad, if drago is coming for our dragons we can't wait around for him to get here," hiccup replies. "let's go find him and change his mind,"

"we do have the opportunity to make an attempt," y/n adds on. 

"no, some minds won't be changed, you two. berk is what we need to worry about," stoick takes in a deep breath. "a chief and a chieftess protects their own," chieftess? she is...was the daughter of a queen. and she will become a chieftess? 

toothless rumbles as stoick walks away, midnight whining towards y/n. someone would have to kill y/n three times over if someone ever thought of taking midnight from her. 

"shall we?" y/n asks hiccup who nods. not matter what stoick said. they were still going to do the plan. 

"guys, don't!" astrid said, trying to stop them.

"you are aware that we are still going to do it, right?" y/n says, midnight putting her wing out. y/n gets onto her back with ease, petting her nose. toothless bends down, hiccup getting up on him. "it is something we must do," midnight flies up, toothless following. 

"stop, you two!" stoick shouts, watching as the two dragons swoop under the shutting door.

people shout down below as toothless nearly slams into a now-shut window, midnight roaring as she flies skilfully out of a still opened gap.

"māzigon va!" y/n shouts, toothless flying through it with a millisecond to spare. 

"no!" stoick shouts, gobber flinching as another dragon flies above. you really thought astrid was going to leave her best friend? no way. stormfly races through a small gap, turning to squeeze through the side of the closing door and quickly following after the two, with astrid on her back.

stoick sighs heavily, shaking his head before looking towards the door with a scowl.