Hello Everybody! Midnight here to introduce you folks to chapter 1 of...The Game Plan, enjoy !

The city of Boston, home of the world's greatest football team, "The Boston Hooligans" and the world's greatest football player, as his fans call him, Stoick the Vast.

He lives in a lavish apartment that looks more like a mansion if you asked neighbors, with the most advanced technology to control the place, it's huge enough to fit the city, well that was what rumors say. The morning sun came and a bull dog came over to the famous football player's bed and lick his hand to wake up.

"Ah, okay Thornado alright...I'm up." "Now, let's start today's routine...Big game today!" From waking up, drinking breakfast (you do not want to know), working out his muscles while saying, "Never say no," until he finally got his football uniform with the number one...Stoick the Vast was ready for another win at the stadium.

"Well this is a defining moment for the Hooligans or should I say, for Stoick the Vast and his team Max, if they win then it's a guarantee that they'll make it to the play offs." An announcer spoke and down at the field, Stoick was giving his team the instructions and inspiration. "Okay guys I'm going to led you to the promised lands and now lets move!"

"Let's go!" "In one...Two...Three!" "Get moving!" "Pass the ball to me!" Then, off went the football players, crushing into one another to get the ball as Stoick ran while holding the ball as he continued to go to the scoring spot.

"And they're off, Stoick has the ball and there's Sven Hofferson wide open for the ball but look Stoick is completely ignoring him as he runs off, blocking everyone and he does the Vast spin...And he is in...AND THE HOOLIGANS WON IT!"

Stoick got up from a fall as he shouted, "The Vast has done it again!" "Now let me hear you shout!"

"STOICK!" "STOICK!" "STOICK!"

"Now that's what I'm talking about!" "Time to celebrate one more victory!" Yep, he had the fans, the wins, and a fabulous lifestyle...What more can he want?

"HAPPY NEW YEARS!"

"Let's bring up the party!"

"Boston Hooligans can't party to hard, ya need to bring in the championship!"

Every team member was their, Spitelout Jorgenson, Richard Thorson, Billy Ingerman, Gobber, Sven Hofferson, and other members I can't even name. Having the time of their lives as Stoick was drinking some wine with a famous french fashion model name Tatiana.

Mike (another football player) was eating garlic onion rings until Richard showed up pointing to one of the ladies, "Hey Mike see the hottie at twelve 'o clock?"

"Yeah."

"She says you have a killer smile."

"I do, you know I'm going to talk to her...Take out a pen as I show you the true way to catch a lady, oh wait...You already have a wife!" "Ha!"

"Hey wait, put this on, it's guarantee to make your mouth smell amazing."

The results ended up with a punch in the face for Mike, along with green teeth as he gave Richard a death glare. Meanwhile Stiock was talking with Tatiana as she sadly stated in her french accent, "I told I have to go on the next flight to Paris...But that doesn't mean I won't miss you."

"Well I don't want you to miss me too much so I got you a little something. Close your eyes." While the french lady's eyes were closed, Stoick opened a room and searched for a perfect designer bag until he found one and stated, "For my flower...A new designer bag from.."

"Channel!" "Oh Stoick, you are so perfect, I'll see you soon."

"Bye..."

For the next few hours, everything was party time until four team members decided to head home.. "Woah hold on Sven, Spitelout, Billy, Richard." "Where are you going?" "Is it pass your bedtime?"

"Oh you know...Go home hug my wife and daughter."

"Go home kiss the wife, and pat my strong Jorgenson son."

"Home, kiss my wife and twins, even though the twins will hate it."

"Same like Spitelout, kiss the wife and hug the smartest son."

"Oh okay...Well happy new year you guys." Stoick patted the men's back as he managed to pull out Sven's wallet. "Oh look, Hofferson's man card but it looks like his wife Phlegma has already done it!" "Get a life you four!"

"You call this life Stoick, that's not life through a Hofferson's eyes." "Night." With that the four football fathers went home while the party lasted all night long. Until only three football players were present, Gobber, Mike, and Ricky.

"Come on Stoick, the night still young!"

"We were bonding well come on!"

"Stoick!"

"Goodnight!" He shut the door in front of their exit and there he was, alone with only his bull dog Thornado. "Hey Thornado, haven't seen you all night.." "Do you know who's the greatest quarterback in history?"

Bark..Bark

"Just checking, huddle up!" "Can you see it, can you smell it, do you believe it...Come on Thornado lets see if you can catch your football biscuit...Thornado is on the out field, move to right, Stoick shoots, and Thornado scores!" "The crowd goes crazy..." As Thornado ate the biscuit he caught, Stoick noticed that everything was quiet in his house... And how messy it was too.

A few hours later...

"Thanks for cleaning the place up guys, and happy new year." Stoick waved as he sat on the couch while the clean up crew left the apartment. He looked at his dog, then at the TV. "Who would want to see a sports news about someone who makes me look bad...Nah after last weeks review."

"Someone selfish, stuck up, stubborn, and old.." "Please, I'm way better than that."

Ring...Ring...

"Hello, doorman what is it?"

"You have a guest answered by the name of Hiccup Haddock."

"I don't know any Hiccup Haddock."

"He's an inventor,artist, photographer..."

"Wait photographer?" "Send him up."

Pretty soon the doorbell rang and Stoick opened the door saying, "Hello photographer.." He looked and saw a teenage boy about fifteen years old with auburn hair, a prosthetic leg, forest green eyes wearing a green sweater, jeans, niki sneakers, and a t-shirt with a dragon that says "NIGHTFURY," and a black coated german shepherd right next to him. "Look kid I don't do donations, bye.."

"Excuse me sir..."

"Look if it's money one leg...Here's a hundred."

"I don't need any money."

"Oh of course, you want my autograph." "Everyone wants Stoick The Vast's autograph, I'll give it to you for free."

The teen stared at him as his dog simply shrugged until he saw Thornado. "A bull dog, look Toothless, another dog for you to meet." Stoick saw teen pet Thornado as he began to scold him, "Hey get away from dog, he's highly dangerous."

"Yeah of course, he's going to lick me to death."

"Hey kid, you can't just walk into strangers house!" "Didn't your mom ever tell you this, where is your mom by the way."

"Oh...she's on an air plane."

"On a plane, then who are you with?" Stoick questioned, worried about reputation of how people will think of him as a kidnapper or something crazy like that.

"My father."

"Okay then you better go find him kid, he's probably looking for you right now."

"He's not looking for me."

Now this confused Stoick even more than ever. "What do you mean by that."

"Because, he's looking at me right now."

Now Stoick was triple times bewildered, "What?" Stoick then approached the boy in a not so dangerous way but it was to Toothless, the dog since he stood in front of the teen and began to growl at him.

"Toothless it's okay, down boy.." "Anyway, hi we haven't met before." "You were married to my mom, Valka. Valka Haddock." "My name is Hiccup Haddock.."

"I'm your son."

Hope you like the first chapter, see ya soon ;)