Hi everyone. Well here is my second HTTYD fic. Thanks for all the support with 'Consequences'.

Please review i love reading peoples feedback, it really helps.

Well here we go again. Hope you enjoy. All the best

Cathrath

Chapter 1 - Thor's Anger

Lightning lit up the sky around the island of Berk. The storm that crashed around the rocky outcrops of the island and surrounding sea was in its full strength now and the wind whipped the rain through the streets of the Hooligan tribe's village. A beautiful sunny day had been turned into a howling maelstrom of lightning, rain and thunder.

Most of the inhabitants of Berk had made the sensible choice and stayed indoors, seated by their fires, warm and dry. This was certainly not a day to be outside.

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, the son and heir of Stoick the Vast and future chief of the Hooligan tribe was soaked. The driving rain seeping through his vest and tunic and onto his skin which was now uncomfortably cold and clammy, his hair limp, plastered to his scalp and face. It's not like getting wet on the Island of Berk was unusual. It rained for nine months of the year and snowed the other three. He was a Viking, getting wet was an occupational hazard but it didn't make it any more pleasant.

He cursed as his metal left leg disappeared into a deep puddle causing him to stumble and land on his knees in the mud. He looked around angrily as he heard Toothless 'laugh' behind him and splashed the puddles contents at the dragon causing Toothless to growl in protest.

"There see how you like it," he said as he stood wiping his muddy hands on his soaked trousers.

He continued to splash his way across the plaza at a slower pace. There was no point trying to out run the rain anymore he was already soaked through and he would end up in the mud again if he wasn't careful. He sighed as he passed the forge. He wished he could dive in there and wait out the rest of the storm, perhaps dry off in front of the furnace, but he was already going to be in trouble for sneaking out. The flight with Astrid had seemed like a good idea at the time but now he just wanted to get home without his father noticing he had been missing, change out of his wet clothes and collapse onto his bed. He glumly recalled the events that had led him to being out in the worst storm Berk had seen in months.

Up until that morning he had been in a good mood. His father and his council would be leaving for the annual tribal gathering in the morning and he had been looking forward to a break from his father's 'cheifing' lessons. He would be eighteen in a few months and lately his father had been involving him more and more in the day to day duties of a chief to ensure Hiccup understood the role and his responsibilities when it came time for him to take over. This had meant that in addition to his duties at the dragon academy he had to spend a proportion of each day learning tribal politics, sword fighting and anything else his father happened to think important for a future chief. Hiccup found the lessons boring and whilst he had discovered he had a talent for sword fighting the extra time with his father had meant he had very little time to spend with his friends and worst of all to be with Astrid. He knew she understood but he hated not being able to be with her as often as they wanted. With his father away they had been looking forward to spending their free time together.

However, his plans had come crashing down around him that morning when his father had announced at breakfast that Hiccup would be accompanying him on the trip. Now instead of spending a whole seven days with Astrid he would be stuck with only his father and his council for company. He couldn't even take Toothless with him. He had been so furious with his father for just springing the trip on him he had sulked in his room all morning rather than packing like he had been instructed.

Astrid had come over later that day to find him lying on his bed amongst a pile of clothes and books staring angrily at the ceiling. He had told her about the trip and her disappointment at being away from him for a whole week had only added to his anger. Feeling that he owed it to her for their spoilt plans and being to angry to worry about the consequences of defying his father Hiccup had insisted they go for a flight. However, an afternoon that had stared out so well had ended in misery when barely an hour into their flight the storm had blown in bringing the rain and lightning with it. Any romantic plans he may have had were now in tatters when drenched, tired and with two disgruntled dragons in tow they had brought the flight to an early end. After seeing Astrid home safely he had resigned himself to returning to face his father knowing full well that he was about to be shouted at and punished for his disobedience.

He wiped a hand across his face in annoyance as water streamed into his eyes. The sight of his house came into view through the haze of rain and he quickened his pace thinking of the warm fire and dry clothing within. As he reached the front door he pushed the wooden surface gently, hoping that it would open quietly. It swung open easily and after a quick glance he dived inside indicating for Toothless to follow. As the soaked Night Fury dived after him he pushed the door closed quickly, shutting out the wind and sheets of rain that howled into the entrance behind them. Toothless shook himself from head to tail showering Hiccup in even more water.

"Thanks Bud, really! As if I'm not wet enough already," he whispered angrily at his dragon.

Toothless huffed and gave him a light slap with his tail. Hiccup supposed Toothless had a point but how was he supposed to have know it was going to rain so hard. Hiccup looked around the lower room of the house and breathed a sigh of relief. The room was warm and comfortable compared to the howling maelstrom outside and best of all there was no sign of his father. If he was quiet he could climb upstairs and pretend he had never left. He started across the room and had taken no more than a few steps when he was betrayed by a loud rusty creak from his metal leg.

"HICCUP."

Hiccup froze as he heard his father's voice echo around the house. He knew that tone, he was definitely in trouble.

"HICCUP," Stoick shouted again.

Hiccup groaned. He knew what was coming and so did Toothless who nuzzled him in encouragement before sauntered over towards the fire pit in the centre of the room to dry off.

Stoick's footsteps reverberated through the ceiling from the room above. A small trickle of dust settled on Hiccups wet shoulders where it had been dislodged from the rafters above by his fathers heavy footsteps.

'Oh Gods, he's in my room,' Hiccup gulped realising that his father not only knew he had defied him but that he hadn't finished packing and had left his room in a mess.

The large figure of Stoick the Vast descended the stairs.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" His voice boomed again and Hiccup looked up at his father.

Stoick's face was red with anger as he crossed his arms and waited for his son's explanation. Any story Hiccup might have been planning was instantly dropped. It was probably best to tell the truth with his father in this mood and his shoulders slumped in defeat.

"Toothless and I went out for a flight with Astrid and Stormfly," he said quietly, bracing himself for the repercussions.

Stoick looked at his son sternly before lifting his hand and rubbing his temples. He had a headache coming on. He always got a headache when he had to deal with Hiccups mistakes or disobedience.

"In this weather, Hiccup you do realise how dangerous that was don't you? You could have been struck by lightning. It's bad enough that you endangered yourself but Astrid as well. I thought you had more sense."

Hiccup bit his lip to prevent a retort. It had been Astrid's idea to stay out in the storm as long as they had but there would be no point protesting. He would still get the blame. After all he was meant to be the future chief of the tribe wasn't he, the one to show good leadership and judgement.

"We weren't in any danger. We came straight back when the weather turned really bad," Hiccup said defensively.

Stoick lowered his hand and sighed. He couldn't stay mad at Hiccup for long but he felt that familiar feeling of disappointment rise in him again.

"Hiccup you know we leave early tomorrow morning. I wouldn't have minded you going flying if you had finished packing, but you still have things all over your bed and your room looks like Thor himself has been in there," he said gesturing to the offending room above them.

Hiccup looked down at the floor awkwardly noticing for the first time the huge puddle he was making. Stoick laid his hand on his sons shoulder.

'Here is comes,' groaned Hiccup inwardly.

"Hiccup you're nearly eighteen, a man. I need you with me on this trip its part of your training…as future chief. I won't be around forever and I need you to start taking your training...your future role...your responsibilities...me, more seriously."

Hiccup looked up at his father, noting the change in his voice from anger to disappointment.

"I know Dad it's just…well you didn't give me much notice...and Astrid and I..."

"Enough Hiccup...," Stoick said firmly, cutting his son off in mid flow. Hiccup fell silent again and looked back at the floor.

Stoick started to pace the floor in front of his son, hands clasped behind his back in frustration.

"I've tried to get you to understand how important this trip is Hiccup. Participating in the annual gathering is a very important time for the tribe. By acting like this..." He gestured to Hiccup.

Hiccup sighed, his father had just gestured to all of him.

"What example is that to set to the tribe…to me?" Stoick continued.

Hiccup looked up at his father, a hot feeling of guilt rising in him. He felt ashamed at his childish behaviour now and upset at how disappointed he had made his father.

"I..I really am sorry Dad. I do take my responsibilities seriously, honestly. I want you to be proud of me, I really do. I'm...I'm sorry it won't happen again."

Stoick sighed as he paused and placed both hands on Hiccups shoulders.

"Don't make promises you can't keep son, that's another lesson you need to learn. Now go finish packing I want you ready this evening."

Hiccup nodded and without a further word he quickly climbed the stairs to his room.

Thanks for reading

Cathrath