Well, here we are, the final chapter. At least I'm pretty sure. Who knows, I might get an inspiration later for something more, but unless that happens, this is the last chapter.

To say that Sigrid was happy with her life in the Haven would be an understatement. She had a wonderful young man in her life, who never forced her to be something she didn't want to be, and she had her dragons. Well, she had a lot of dragons now. When Voltage brought his eggs back, Flynn devised a way for the eggs to safely hatch so that nobody could get hurt from the explosion like they almost did when Fortuna hatched. When the eggs would start shaking furiously, they would place the eggs in a cauldron filled with water. Flynn believed the submergence would absorb the force of the explosion and the hatchlings would just swim up to the surface.

The first one to hatch was female, the only female of Voltage's brood. She was a dark, crimson color and have light blue coloration on the tips of her wing talons and spines. The first thing Flynn had pointed out was how much they looked alike: the red scales and blue spines resembling Sigrid's red hair and blue eyes. But the similarities didn't stop there. The little hatchling was very fierce and always eager to prove herself in strength and speed. Plus, on stormy nights, she would always fly out into the middle of the storm, undaunted by how dangerous it was. For this reason, they decided to name her Stormchaser, after Sigrid's home tribe as well as Sigrid herself for the title she attained by training a Skrill, though her tribe would not acknowledge the title.

The next hatchling was dark purple, just like Voltage, but had light pink flame patterns on the back of his wings and on his feet and a pale red flame pattern on the inside of his wings. Out of all the hatchlings, he was the cool, lone wolf. He didn't seem to want to play like the rest of his siblings did and preferred just to perch atop high rocks and look out onto the world below him. One thing he did enjoy was hunting, which he often did with Sigrid. He would only ever agree to hunt with her, probably because he felt she was the only one who was equal to him in skill. Either way, the pair made for a deadly duo, much like Sigrid and the hatchlings' father, Voltage. They named him Firebolt for his flame patterns.

The third to hatch was dark blue with light blue stripes down his body. After he hatched, he almost refused to come out of the cauldron. He just loved swimming in the water, a trait considered strange among non-Tidal class dragons. But that never stopped him. In fact, bath time was his favourite time of the day! And when it was raining, he would run outside and fly around in the rain and splash in puddles until either the rain stopped or Voltage called him back in. So, they named him Raincatcher.

The fourth hatchlings was as black as the night sky, but he had bright, golden circle all over his body. He was by far the largest and roundest of the brood. Sigrid was going to name him Black Wind, but changed her mind when she noticed one very important detail about the black Skrill: he was an insatiable glutton. Out of all the hatchlings he ate the most and usually ended up finishing whatever his siblings could not, that is after trying to steal a bite beforehand. Sadly, though, this made him the slowest flier out of the babies. So instead of Black Wind, she called him Heavy Wind.

Finally, there was Skyscorcher, the youngest and last one to hatch. He was dark green, but the lower half of his wings and his snout were light green and he had a light green stripe running down his spine from the back of his head just below his head spikes to the end of his tail. Out of all the hatchlings, he had the most wild personality by far. Always setting things ablaze here and there. It wasn't out of malice or anything, Skyscorcher just liked, well, scorching things. This often earned him a lengthy scolding from Voltage and his sister Stormchaser.

Ever since Voltage's babies hatched, life on the Haven went from being peaceful and quiet to rather hectic and chaotic, but in the good way. There were five extra mouths to feed and each of those mouths belonged to a highly energetic little dragon. One of the strangest things was how attached to Sigrid the hatchlings had become. Nearly every night she would wake up with each of the hatchlings curled up to her in bed when she was certain they were sleeping with Voltage. Flynn said it was probably because she was the first thing they saw when they hatched. Technically she was, since she placed their eggs into the cauldron one by one and pulled them out after hatching. They knew Voltage was their dad, probably because he was the only other Skrill around or maybe it was just instinctual. Was it because of her close bond with Voltage as dragon and rider that the babies assumed her to be their "mother"? Flynn joked about how it could be good practice for the future. When Sigrid asked him what he meant by that, he got all flustered and blushed intensely, stumbling over his words as he tried to change the subject. She loved teasing him, especially how silly he got when she would tease him.

But that brought up another thought. Sure they had only been together romantically for a few months, but they had known each other long before they got together. Neither of them could imagine their lives with another person. Before Sigrid even realized what she was thinking about, she thought, 'When will we get married?' Turns out, she'd get the answer to her question much sooner than she thought for later that month, Flynn had taken her out into an open field of beautiful flowers, took both her hands in his and bent down to one knee. From a pouch on his belt, he pulled out a silver band that he held between his thumb and index finger.

"Sigrid, will you marry me?" he has whispered to her. Sigrid remembered that moment as clear as day. As soon as she saw that band, she felt every muscle in her body go numb as all the sounds around her drowned out and all she could hear was a loud ringing noise. She was pulled out of her deep thoughts when Flynn called her name for the second time… or third, she wasn't entirely sure. She looked down at him, a hopeful expression across his face before smiling and happily accepting her proposal.

And that's what brought them to today. The whole village had been excited about the wedding, probably because most of them thought that Flynn wouldn't actually find a wife! But, that only made them all the more excited for the couple. Some of the other girls insisted on putting flowers in Sigrid's hair. She was against it at first, but they outnumbered her and Voltage didn't seem to care to help her out of this situation. But she wouldn't lie, when she looked at herself in the reflection of her sword, she felt pretty. She never thought in a million years that she would be wearing a dress either, but the soft, white fabric just felt so right. The girls left her alone with her dragons to finish up the preparations for the ceremony. As soon as she sat down, the five Skrill babies dashed up to her: Heavy Wind settled in her lap, with his big round belly up while Skyscorcher and Raincatcher nuzzled her legs and Stormchaser perched on her shoulders. Firebolt stood on the table next to her, carefully sniffing the flowers in her hair.

"Hey there, careful now," she said, pulling her hair away from Firebolt slightly. "The girls worked hard on this. Aw, it's ok," she added, giving Firebolt an affectionate scratch under his chin. Voltage came over to his rider and shooed his babies away, causing them to scatter. Sigrid sat up to greet her dragon, taking his head into her arms and hugging him tightly. "Can you imagine where we'd be if we hadn't met? You and I would still be stuck on Stormchaser Island, I'd be married to a scumbag and you'd be carrying him around all the time. And could you imagine where Flynn might be?" she asked, as Voltage purred affectionately. "So, Voltage, there's sort of a thing with weddings where the father of the bride walks her down the aisle and gives her away to the groom. Obviously, my dad can't do the job, so I was wondering if you could maybe do it?" she asked. Voltage lightly licked her cheek, causing Sigrid to giggle, "I'll take that as a 'yes'!"

When it came time for the ceremony, Voltage walked his rider down the aisle as the villagers gathered on either side of the aisle. Voltage handed Sigrid over to Flynn, who was dressed in his usual clothes, but had a long fur cloak instead of his light brown jacket. Flynn took Sigrid's hands into his own as Voltage - with his babies following behind him - moved to stand just behind her with Smog while Fortuna and Milo stood behind Flynn. The village elder began speaking, but Sigrid and Flynn weren't paying too much attention to her. All they did was stare into each other's eyes, smiling at each other. When the elder pulled them out of their trance, Sigrid and Flynn exchanged their vows and placed the wedding bands on each other's fingers. The village rejoiced and cheered as the couple kissed.

Some time after this, the elder declared Flynn the Chief of the Tinkerers because of all his efforts and achievements in helping his people. Sigrid was still the headmaster of their training academy and held frequent training sessions and lessons for the Tinkerers. By the next year, their family grew once more. Sigrid gave birth to triplets, one girl and two boys.

First was Sigurd, whom they named after the Norse hero, though Flynn made a joke every so often that Sigrid wanted to name their son after herself, a notion she has denied to this day. But, like the hero he was (supposedly) named after, Sigurd was brave, just and an excellent warrior. He spent a lot of time with Stormchaser and Skyscorcher, always trying to sharpen his fighting skills as the three sparred with each other.

The second they named Frænir, after the dragon slain by Sigurd the hero. Out of the triplets, Frænir was the quiet one. Like his mother, he was a perfect shot and loved hunting, often going out with Firebolt. Sigrid and Flynn often joked about how their middle child was so similar to Firebolt, especially in personality and temperament. Looks like the two lone wolves had formed their own little pack.

And the last and only girl of the trio they named Alva. Where Sigurd and Frænir took after their mother, there was no doubt that Alva was daddy's little girl. She didn't seem to like fighting and hunting like her brothers did and instead spent most of her time with Flynn in his workshop, learning everything he knew about dragons, the world and, well, everything! Her favourite two dragons were Raincatcher and Heavy Wind, whom she would often sneak extra food for. Every other meal, Sigrid or Flynn would catch Alva purposely giving her food to Heavy Wind and then asking for seconds.

Even with the Stormchasers no longer coming after her, Sigrid's life was still as hectic as ever. Between running the academy, being a mother to her triplets AND Voltage's hatchlings, she was always busy doing something. But if there was one thing she knew, it was that she had absolutely no regrets. Meeting that Skrill was the best thing that ever happened to her.

So, thoughts? Not only did I introduce Voltage's babies, but Sigrid and Flynn's as well! Not sure if I'll draw them, but you can see Voltage's babies on my deviantart.

Oh and I called this chapter "For the Dancing and the Dreaming" because ever since I heard that song, I couldn't help but imagine Sigrid and Flynn singing that (or something similar) at their own wedding :3 (of which there is also a picture for on my deviantart)