Now not only I'm a lousy writer, I'm a lousy psychologist!

Man, why do I like writing dramatic moments ans stories?

A little note about Toothless's age: I decided not to make it in the usual animal way, when they live shorter than humans (dragons are amazing and cool creatures, they deserve a long life), but also not to make it live for, like, hundreds of years (I don't want to think of HTTYD dragons as mythical creatures (besides, I can't let myself think Hiccup will die before Toothless, and he'll have to live with a broken heart for the next few centuries =( )), so I made human ages and dragon ages equivalent.

And sorry if my fanfic didn't sound, like, manly at some points. I'm just a teen girl, I'm hard with things of that kind.

How To Train Your Dragon belongs to Cressida Cowell and Dreamworks

***cries over her own fic***

Toothless shook his head a bit, and his biography continued.

- Later that day, as soon as the last Night Fury drifted into the world of dreams, I tiptoed my way out as quietly as I could. Then I unfolded my wings and with a "Farewell, everyone" thought started rising into the night sky. I didn't really know nor care where I flew, the only thing I wanted was to get away, as far away as possible. I guess my mind went a little black at that point, 'cause the next thing I knew was that I woke up in an unfamiliar place, my whole body aching like never before. At first it was like a dream came true: after my legs stopped aching I caught my own breakfast in a lake, had a rest and explored a little. But when a seashore came to my view, my dream turned into a nightmare. I finally realised I had no idea about how I appeared here and how I was supposed to go back: there was nothing but sea around, and I couldn't fly to my island because I didn't know where it was; none of the Night Furies actually left their home, they said it was too dangerous. I finally understood: it was the biggest mistake of my life, but, unfortunately, when this realisation came to me, it was already too late. Feeling helpless, I simply lay onto the ground and cried.

In the middle of the story Hiccup's mind returned back to the Whispering Death Toothless told him about earlier. "Must've stumbled across Berk by accident," - Hiccup thought. He only wanted to throw it out of his mind. If a little Night Fury was able to travel such a distance, can't a Whispering Death do the same?

The black-scaled reptile kept on his sad story.

- And because there wasn't much I could possibly do, I simply flew from one island to another, hoping to find a place where I could stay. Unfortunately, it was either unsuitable for me, or other dragons didn't allow me to. It went on for days, I was tired, I wanted to go home. Think for yourself: what would a young kid want at a situation like that? I was about to give up and stay at the first piece of the land I see. Then it came into view...

The answer was clearly too obvious.

- The Dragon Island?

Toothless nodded approvingly.

- Yes, this deadly volcano, surrounded with liveless piles of rocks. I happened to come across it when its residents were ewturning from one of their raids. Curious about where they were going, I followed them through the wall of fog. Flying seemed to last forever, until we entered the volcano. I was amazed: I've never seen so many dragons in my life! After flying around a little, I found a small edge for myself and did nothing but watched everyone drop their food down the endless hole. At first it was completely surprising to me: if it was all their prey, why don't they eat it then? Only when that "monster" rose its head from the hollow I found an answer.

Hiccup felt like his whole inside has twisted. The Red Death was the worst creature he's met in his life; just mentioning it made him feel sick, and pain, rising from his left leg at those dreadful memories, made it all even worse.

- Ugh, don't remind me.

- Heh, I'm glad you're listening, for a split second I thought you weren't, - Toothless smirked. Hiccup frowned but didn't say anything. - Now, where was I? Oh, right! Some dragons called it "Queen", some - "Chief", and they often argued about it. Personally, I never cared about that, "monster" didn't deserve a title at all, in my opinion. And, of course, it noticed me sitting on one of the edges and asked me what I was doing there. Stammering a bit from fear, I answered that I had gotten lost, couldn't find my way home and I needed a place to stay in. "Monster" said to let it think about it. Just then, some Zippleback teens started bullying me. Hot-headed as I was, I blasted few fireballs at them. My exploding fire made quite an impression on all of the dragons, including the "monster". So it offered me a deal.

- What kind of deal? - Hiccup couldn't resist from asking.

- As long as I helped the others with their raids, I could call that island "home". And so I stayed there. And you know what happened next.

Young Viking nodded his head agreeably.

It was one breathtaking biography. And also sorrowful... As it turned out, these two have more in common than they thought. Both of them were social outcasts among the rest of their kind, and in each other they found a friend they've been longing for.

All of asudden a little question arised in the boy's head.

- Hey, just out of curiosity: how old were you when you, well, ran away?

Toothless was silent for a few moments, deep in his memories.

- Um, about five or six years, I can't say for sure.

"Wow.." - Hiccup's eyes slightly widened in surprise. - "Away from home for 20 years... If I was him, I'd be afraid too, no doubt about that!"

- Now, once again, I'm here, - the black-scaled reptile looked around himself. - You understand now why I don't want to go? I'm afraid. Simply afraid. After all there years... What will they say? What will they think of me when they see I tied my life to a human?

He looked sadly at his bright-red artificial tailfin with a white horned skull on the top. Toothless then put his head onto the ground, closed his face with his tail and quietly whispered:

- Everything's so complicated...

Pity for his friend filled the boy's soul at once. Now it was the perfect time to give him some mental support. He needs it more than anything else...

As he jumped off the rocks, Hiccup came closer to his dragon, gave him a friendly hug and scratched behind his ears a little.

- I know what you feel there, bud. I know you're afraid, but you can't let fear overcome you. Besides, you won't know until you try.

- What do you mean?

- I mean you should go and see you prents. I'm sure they'll be more than happy to see you again.

- I'm not sure... How will I explain them I'm not who I used to be anymore?

- Believe me, Toothless... - Hiccup's mind drifted back to his father, Stoick the Vast, chief of their tribe, and what he might've thought of his son. The boy tried to remember anything about their relationship, before and after the fateful day when Vikings made peace with dragons, watched them in his mind at different angles and points of view. He now took it all differently than when he was a child or a teen. Slowly but surely the right words found their place in his head.

- No matter how parents act towards us, fair, in our opinion, or not, they'll always love and care about us. Maybe they're too strict with us sometimes, maybe they're overly protective, whatever they do, they do it out of love. And if your parents - I certainly believe it - are as loving and caring as you remember them, they will forgive you and accept you for who you are now. Trust me, buddy. They'll understand.

Toothless raised his eyes and looked at his human. He's right... Thinking from their point of view, his father must be regretting being so strict to him... What if they 've been waiting for him to return for all these 20 years...

- You think, Hiccup? - he asked uncertainly.

- I'm sure of it.

The black-scaled animal now felt a lot better. With such an awesome friend by his side, whom he can have a heart-to-heart talk with, nothing seemes impossible.

Getting back on his feet, Toothless gave his human friend a little nudge with his node.

- Thank you. You're a great listener. And a great advise-giver.

- Always glad to help.

Now our Night Fury made his way to another path to the mountain, not far away from the cave. Still nervous about the meeting with the rest of his kind, he tried to relax and calm himself down.

- What will be... will be.

- Hey!

The dragon turned his head to aee the brown-head waving his hand to him.

- Good luck, buddy.

- Thanks, Hiccup, - a smile crossed Toothless's face.

Soon he disappeared behind not so numerous bushes, deep into the mountain. Hiccup was on his way to go back, but, after a second thought, he went up the very same pathway his friend took moments ago. But he didn't follow him, no, he stayed among the bushes, not moving anywhere, gripping the Dragon Jewel tightly in his hand since the talk, not noticing Astrid and others, who were already fed up waiting for him and Toothless to return and went off searching for them. He couldn't see what was taking place, but he could hear it all. Hear his best friend say:

- Mom, Dad... I'm back.