This story takes place pretty much immediately after We Are a Family part 2 (The Season Finale of Riders of Berk.) I have plans for this story. Oh do I have plans. Possibly even character deaths. I'm looking at you, Mildew. Anyway, some things might seem a bit far-fetched, but hey, it's a fanfiction, and it's more fun this way. :T

I do not own HTTYD, the TV series, or the original book series by Cressida Cowell, nor do I own or claim to own the characters.

Eeeenjoy~

Finally back from Outcast Island, Hiccup and Toothless sat side by side on one of the rocky pillars that surrounded Berk, gazing out at the open ocean and watching the sun set. "You think Mildew'll be alright, Bud?" Hiccup asked suddenly, glancing over at his dragon. The dragon merely cooed in response, nuzzling him. "I know, I shouldn't worry about him. This was all his fault in the first place. I just can't believe it was all a lie. The Isle of Night..." He got to his feet, frustrated, "I can't believe it. I thought sure Bork would have known something more about Night Furies." He paced as much as the small patch of land allowed, Toothless watching his every move nervously, ready to dive after him if need be. "You must have come from somewhere, right?" He asked, defeated. Toothless lowered his head, looking somewhat ashamed. "I'm not buying the "Unholy offspring of lightning and death itself" garbage. You have a mother and a father, you have to. There must be other Night Furies out there somewhere, right?" In an attempt to stop his frantic pacing, Toothless stuck his head in Hiccup's path and nuzzled him again. Hiccup sighed, gazing down at his dragon, "I know, I know. I won't go out looking for them again, I've learned my lesson. I just wish... I just wish I could find more Night Furies." Toothless met his gaze, appearing rather pained. "What's wrong, Toothless?" Hiccup wondered aloud, and Toothless cooed in response, pawing at the ground anxiously. "Toothless... Sometimes I wish I could understand you, you know." With this, he mounted the dragon, and the two made their way back home.

Hiccup was hoping to make it back to the safety of his room before anyone caught him, as he was rather embarrassed by the fact that he'd fallen for, well, everything, but of course, Astrid spotted him and called out to him. "Hiccup!" He cringed, but turned to face her nonetheless.

"Hey, Astrid." He greeted as the girl approached him. "Some day, huh? I was just about to get to bed-"

Astrid narrowed her eyes, "No you weren't. The sun just went down, there's no way you're tired yet."

"Well, I kinda pulled an all nighter and you know, digging through rock with a rock takes a lot out of you." Hiccup fumbled. All of this was true, of course, but he still had quite the adrenaline rush from flying. Toothless shot him a look that clearly asked "how stupid are you?" Hiccup noticed this and snapped, "What? How else was I going to get to you?"

Dismissing Hiccup's idiocy with a roll of her eyes, Astrid folded her arms over her chest, "Did you really think you'd get off that easily? You scared us half to death, you know."

It was then that Hiccup noticed his peers slowly but surely gathering around him, like a pack of wolves. "Speak for yourself, I wasn't worried. He'd be doing us all a favor if he- oof!" Snotlout was silenced by a swift punch to the stomach from Astrid.

"You're lucky I found your notebook." Astrid reminded, smoothly covering her violence.

Hiccup rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, I know, I won't do it again. I already promised Toothless, didn't I Bud?" He glanced over at the dragon for support, but Toothless seemed rather distracted, looking off into the distance. "Toothless?" Toothless didn't seem to hear him, and Hiccup sighed, giving up as he turned back to the group. Grabbing his arm out of nervous habit, he admitted, "I know I messed up. It's just... I really wanted to believe there were other Night Furies out there somewhere. If anyone knew, it would have been Bork, but now... Now we can't trust a thing that's written in his notes."

"What? Is Toothless not good enough for you because of his tail?" Snotlout teased, going a little too far.

Glaring at his cousin, the boy replied, "You really want to go there, Snotlout? At least Toothless likes me, unlike you and Hookfang."

"Me and Hookfang get along great, I don't know what you're talking about! And look at Toothless, he's not even listening to a word you're saying." Snotlout retorted, earning another punch from Astrid.

Hiccup glanced over at his dragon a bit sadly, but Astrid soon stepped between the two. "Of course Toothless loves you, and he's happy the way things are. Why can't you just leave it at that?"

"Astrid's right. We're his pack now, and he seems just fine with that." Fishlegs offered.

"If only I could ask him that myself." Hiccup muttered under his breath, lowering his gaze. His energy was fading fast, and now that he actually appeared to be tired, Astrid decided to lay off him.

"If you could, he'd tell you you're being stupid." She said with a small smile, "Get some sleep, Hiccup. Come morning, this whole thing will be forgotten."

"Forgotten? What about Mildew?" Hiccup wondered, meeting her gaze.

Tuffnut rolled his eyes, "Yeah, what about him? Without him here trying to get rid of the dragons, what ever will we do?" Naturally, this started a wrestling match between him and his sister which was disregarded by the rest of the group.

"You did your best to save him, even after all he's done against you and the dragons. You can't blame yourself for not being able to save him. After all, it's his own fault, right?" Astrid assured him gently, lightly resting a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Hiccup muttered, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Sleep well." Astrid murmured.

"See ya tomorrow Hiccup!" Fishlegs said a little too loudly when Hiccup turned to leave.

But Hiccup noticed, after taking a few steps, that the familiar sound of heavy paws was not following him. He turned back to see the dragon right where he had left him. "Toothless?" He moved closer, "Toothless!" The dragon finally wheeled around to face Hiccup when the boy bumped into his tail. "What's gotten into you, buddy?" He asked, concerned. A purring Toothless nudged him away from the crowd, seeming to have snapped out of his stupor. "Don't scare me like that." Hiccup chided, though he wasn't particularly angry, more concerned. Was Toothless upset about something he'd said? He wanted to ask, but felt it would be rather pointless. It wasn't like he could ever truly have a conversation with Toothless. The thought was actually quite depressing. Here he was with his best friend, and he couldn't even properly communicate with him.

"Well, tomorrow's another day." Hiccup mumbled as he slid into bed, "Let's just hope Astrid was right and we can put this mess behind us." Toothless grunted in agreement before heating up his rock slab and curling up for a good night's sleep.

Come morning, everything seemed to be back to normal with Toothless. He was jumping on the roof to wake Hiccup, just like any other morning. Groaning, the boy sat up, "Ugh, alright, alright, I'm up Toothless!" He called, sitting up in bed and rubbing his eyes. He groggily rolled out of bed and pulled his vest on before going outside. The cold winds of Berk woke him right up, and, blinking, he looked to Toothless, who was standing before him expectantly. The innocent expression on his dragon's face melted away any anger he might have had about the rude awakening, replacing his disgruntled frown with a lopsided grin. "You really love your morning flights, don't ya bud?" He reached out to scratch Toothless behind his earplates, earning a purr and nuzzle from the Night Fury.

He climbed aboard Toothless and the two were soon airborne, doing their usual inspection of the island, searching for any incoming ships and yelling at the twins for whatever stupidity they were getting themselves into. Today they were using a Terrible Terror to chase chickens out of their coops. While it was technically his father, the chief's, responsibilities, Hiccup took it upon himself to help out where he could. After all, if he was supposed to be chief one day, he'd have to learn how to patrol the island. Besides, it wasn't like the twins listened to him anyway, so his father would still have plenty to do.

Hiccup leaned back slightly, allowing the still-rising sun to warm his chest and the crisp cold air to muss his hair. "Good day for flying," He commented. The skies were clear and there wasn't much turbulence- an uncommon thing for Berk. After a few moments, he realized that they'd been facing the sun for too long. Glancing back, he saw Berk slowly receding behind them, and before them? Well, not much but open ocean and the sun. Leaning forward, he said, "We better head back, bud. It's just about time for breakfast."

Toothless turned to look over his shoulder at Hiccup, then gave him a devilish grin, and continued flying East, though he did turn North a bit. Hiccup blinked, "Toothless, come on, let's go home!" The last time Toothless had done anything like this, he'd shown him the Red Death. What was he doing now? He didn't seem quite as distracted as he had before, and the dragons had stopped attacking Berk. But he was smiling, like it was a game. "This isn't funny, Toothless, take us home or you'll get eels for a week!" Toothless shuddered at this, but continued nonetheless. Of course, Hiccup could just force Toothless' tail to malfunction, but then they'd both end up cold and wet and have to fly back cold and wet. "Great, I'm being kidnapped by a dragon. This is the last time I take you for a morning flight." The dragon whimpered and looked back at Hiccup apologetically, but made no signs of turning around.

After flying over the open ocean for what felt like days, Hiccup finally spotted an island in the distance. It wasn't a particularly large island, he guess about only half the size of Berk, but it was something. More than that, it was an island he'd heard nothing about, not even from trader Johan. As the island got closer, they began to lose altitude. Hiccup was grateful for this, as he was looking forward to stretching his leg and having the chance to pee, as they'd been flying for at least eight hours, judging by the position of the sun. They came to land on the beach of said island and Toothless allowed Hiccup to get off and walk around a bit.

When he returned from a cluster of bushes, Hiccup stretched his arms above his head and asked, "So what now? You kidnap me, take me to a secret island... Agh, I'm hungry. Next time you come up with a hare brained scheme like this, warn me so I can pack some food. Or just not come along at all." Toothless whimpered and nosed Hiccup, who turned away angrily, saying nothing. With a bit of a sigh, the dragon curled around the boy, who he was just now realizing was not as warm as he should have been. Hiccup sneezed and fell back against Toothless. Angry as he was, the body heat and steady breathing of the dragon was undeniably soothing, and it wasn't long before he found himself drifting off to sleep.

When he woke, the sun had already set, but his ears and nose were still stinging from the long flight, and his eyes were crusted over from watering in the wind. Tipping his chin up to look at the stars, Hiccup was surprised to see light showering down from the night sky. "Look at that, bud, a meteor shower." He commented, nudging the dragon, who was positively exhausted from the flight. The great beast raised his head and looked to the sky, yawning. "You know, they say that if you wish upon a shooting star, your wish comes true." Toothless rolled his eyes at this, but Hiccup protested, "Hey, I used to do it when I was little! I used to wish that I could be something more than a Hiccup, something my father could be proud of and say, "That's my son." I'd say it worked, wouldn't you?" The dragon seemed unconvinced. "If you knew how things were back then, Toothless, you'd know I needed a miracle. Funny that the miracle came from the same sky I gave that wish to... And now look where it got me. Kidnapped by a dragon and stranded in the middle of nowhere." Toothless purred apologetically, nuzzling Hiccup's shoulder. "Gah, I just wish... I wish I could understand you, Toothless." Again, the dragon cooed, then looked to the sky. Silence fell between them, both watching the rain of lights, until Hiccup shivered. Realizing the human was probably cold, Toothless made a fire out of a nearby log of driftwood. "Thanks, Toothless." Hiccup mumbled, though there was a slight edge in his voice, as he was still pretty miffed about this whole ordeal. Again, silence fell between them, and the meteor shower slowly came to an end.

Hiccup sighed and turned to the fire, not noticing Toothless' head whipping around behind him. That is, until there was a familiar sonic whine from somewhere behind them. Assuming it was Toothless, Hiccup ignored it, until Toothless pounced him to the ground and crouched protectively over the boy. Hiccup glanced up just in time to see a purple ball of plasma blast over Toothless' head. His eyes widened in shock, "No way... Night Furies?" Toothless, still crouched protectively over Hiccup, turned around and glared into the darkness. Hiccup rolled onto his stomach and sat up slightly to get a better look at their attacker.

A cold, detached voice called out softly, "Son?" Hiccup blinked, wondering if he was being addressed, but before he had the chance to speak, a much closer voice answered that question for him.

"Hah! You still call me that?" It was... Toothless? Toothless was talking? He had so many questions, so much to say... But perhaps now wasn't the best time. Toothless was in complete defense mode, crouched over Hiccup with a vicious glare and teeth bared.

"I warned you never to come back." The voice stated coolly as a shadowy mass emerged from the bushes. It was hard to see much in the dark, but Hiccup could only assume that this was the Night Fury that had attacked them moments ago. The general shape was right, but he was about twice the size of Toothless! He couldn't help but gasp in amazement. That was a mistake.

"A human?!" The beast growled, lunging forward. Toothless was quick to jump between them.

"It's not what you think," He said, sounding a bit hopeless.

Hiccup could practically see the rage burning in the elder Night Fury's eyes, "You've become a human's pet? I was right to banish you!"

Before Toothless could respond, Hiccup said, voice cracking, "Toothless is not my pet." He finally got to his feet, much to Toothless' dismay. "He's my friend. My best friend."

The Night Fury seemed even angrier at this, "Did that man-child just address me?! The nerve! Does he not know who I am?"

"Well of course not, he's a human." Toothless rolled his eyes a bit. Apparently the fact that Hiccup was eavesdropping had yet to fully set in.

Clearing his throat, Hiccup continued, "He's free to leave any time he likes."

Toothless' gaze fell, "Now that's not exactly true. I can't get very far without a rider." He unconsciously drew his tail closer to his body, which allowed the elder Night Fury to see his false fin.

"...Right, but I gave you the option. You broke the automatic tail fin." Hiccup reminded with a sigh, looking down at the prosthetic. "You chose that one."

Now that Hiccup was addressing him, Toothless began to realize, "You can hear me?"

"Yeah, I don't know what happened, but-"

"Flamewing, did you take care of the intruder?" A female voice called softly.

"It's your son," The elder dragon growled as another dragon stepped forth. She was a bit paler than Toothless and Flamewing, so she was a bit easier for Hiccup to see in the dark. Much smaller than Flamewing, but still at least a head taller than Toothless, the dragoness eyed the pair suspiciously. "Your son and his human master."

Hiccup rubbed his temples, "I'm not his master," He corrected, a hint of agitation edging into his voice.

"Your tail!" The female shrieked at the sight of her son's tail, "What on Earth..."

Hiccup made it for me," Toothless said proudly, flashing the tail before his mother.

"What happened to your natural tail?"

Toothless refused to meet her eyes, "It... It came off during a raid, no thanks to you."

Hiccup wanted to ask what Toothless had meant by this, but was interrupted by the dragoness who growled, "You got what you deserve! You don't deserve the right to call yourself a Night Fury, you miserable excuse for a dragon!"

That was going too far. "Hey, hey, take it easy!" Hiccup held his hands out in a 'calm down' gesture, "Toothless is a fine dragon. Without him, we'd still be at war."

The elder dragon snorted, "War? We've no interest in you filthy humans."

Furrowing his brow, Hiccup asked, "But, the Red Death? Wasn't she your queen or something?"

Flamewing let out a booming laugh, "The Red Death, queen of Night Furies? Please! Dragons proud as ourselves have no use for a "Queen" who can't even fetch her own food."

"But she killed so many other dragons just because they didn't bring her enough!" Toothless protested.

"But never a Night Fury! We never fell victim to her siren songs, we had no reason to do her bidding! You sound the same as always, Pixie." The elder dragon growled, glaring at his son.

Hiccup flinched at the name, "Pixie?"

"My name is Toothless." Toothless countered with pride, "And you needn't worry about me assisting my fellow dragons to feed the queen any longer. The Red Death is dead."

The dragoness seemed shocked at this, "But that's impossible!"

"Far from it. Hiccup took her out," Toothless nudged the boy, glancing up at him with a somewhat sad expression.

"Don't sell yourself short, I couldn't have done anything without you, Toothless." Hiccup said pointedly, "And even with your help, I'd be dead if you hadn't caught me." He gestured to his prosthetic leg. "We're a team."

"Are we?" Toothless wondered under his breath, but before Hiccup could respond, more dragons leapt out of the underbrush. Most of them were the same size as Toothless' mother, but of all different shades of gray, ranging from the familiar pitch-black of Toothless' scales to white as snow, and even a few deep shades of blue, purple, and green were seen glistening in the moonlight.

"Pixie?" A male voice scoffed, "You should be dead." A male with deep sapphire scales stepped forward and glared at Toothless. "I thought Moonsilver took your left tailfin." He shot a glare at the dragoness who was presumably Toothless' mother.

"She tried," Toothless confessed, "But I managed to save it. It was barely hanging on by a thread when I got shot down by a bola, and it tore off during the fall... But Hiccup made me a new fin, so I could fly again." Again, he flaunted the prosthetic.

Hiccup was taken aback by this. So... it wasn't all his fault? Toothless was already wounded that night? He opened his mouth to speak, but rather than words, a sneeze escaped him. He must have caught cold from two days of long flights and physical, mental, and emotional struggles. Just what he needed on an island full of furious Night Furies.

Toothless winced, "I'm sorry, Hiccup, this is my fault," He mumbled, nuzzling the boy, who sneezed again, this time shivering a bit.

"What is it doing?" One of the Night Furies asked, the entire crowd tensing at the strange actions of the human.

"He's sneezing, he must have gotten sick from all the work he's been doing without enough rest. It's my fault, I should have been more persistent before, and I shouldn't have brought him here. I knew it was a mistake, but he was just so upset about the fake island and the Outcasts-" His father cut him off suddenly, stiffening.

"Outcasts? Are you speaking of Alvin the Treacherous?"

Hiccup's eyes went wide as saucers, "Alvin? How do you... know..." Suddenly, he collapsed onto Toothless, who nuzzled him worriedly.

"He's too warm, he must have fainted." With pleading eyes, he looked to his parents, "I know you don't want either of us here, but please, at least hear us out. Hiccup is... He's a friend. Not just to me, but all dragons, and he wants to be friends with you, too."

The sapphire dragon snorted, "With a human? It's understandable for Terrible Terrors to be lap dragons to humans, but Night Furies?"

"It's not like that at all!" Toothless protested, "Please, I can't risk moving him while he's sick like this."

Flamewing snorted, eyes blazing with fury, "We are Night Furies. We don't attack defenseless prey. Out of respect for his illness, we will tolerate him for the time being, on the grounds that both of you leave this island and never return- or speak of it- the moment he's well enough to fly, and if either of you make any suspicious movements, we will dispatch of you immediately. Am I clear?"

Toothless ducked his head, "Yes, sir."

A few notes- I don't know if people wished upon stars then, but I'm saying they did. I'm also not claiming that the stars alone are magical. It's a combination of things. For one, Hiccup and Toothless both wished for (more or less) the same thing at the same time, and for another, they're on the magical and mysterious Isle of Night.

Another thing. Pixie. Yes, really. Because I can and this is fanfiction, I'm going to say that, for the sake of this fic, Toothless is the runt of the Night Furies, and the name "Pixie" is a lot like "Hiccup," saying he's small, insignificant, and useless. It's also (in my mind) rather feminine, so just another kick in the teeth. The names of the Night Furies will be weird, but I mean... Come on. Fishlegs? Snotlout? I think I'm allowed to get creative when names like those are canon.

Toothless will clarify what exactly happened (according to me) with his tailfin and why his parents are... well... acting the way they are, in addition to why he didn't bring him here in the first place. All in due time. For now, I'm sure you're all wondering what Stoick and Astrid think of Hiccup's disappearance. We'll find out in the next chapter~ if there is a next chapter. I appreciate reviews and tend to prioritize stories that people review on. It shows you care and sometimes gives me ideas. SO! Use that box at the bottom of the screen to make me smile! Or cry. Either way, make it do something.