Chapter 1: Good morning.

A / N : My second fic . Just something that i've been thinking a while. Well, English isn't my main language so please don't judge me. Enjoy the first chap of the fic. :))

Hiccup's POV

" Hiccup ?" My long, pinkish white ears perked up at the sound.

" Wake up sweetie and come down. It's breakfast time."

" Coming, mother !" I said as I tiredly slid out of bed.

Emitting a long yawn while stretching myself, I stood up. A new day . I quickly brushed my teeth, washed my face and put on my shirt. Well, it actually wasn't a shirt, it was just a green long piece of fabric. I carefully wrapped it around my upper body, somehow managed to covered most of my lower with it, and used the clamps to secure it. I took a glance of myself in the mirror.

" It seems like I have to ask mom for a nother piece of fabric again. This one can't cover my butt and tail anymore. I hope that I don't look too erotic in this." I thought to myself.

" Well time go !"

As I walked down the wooden stairs of the house, a rustic yet rather tempting smell rushed into my nostril. My mouth instantly watered while my stomach growled. Kinda embarrassing ! I quickly hopscotched down the few last stairs. In front of me was the sight of the kitchen, my mother was setting the table for breakfast.

" Morning mother." I greeted them with a bright smile.

" Good morning Hiccup." My mom said while scooping something into one of the dishes.

I took a closer look….

" Woah … Carrot and brocoli stew ! My favorite ! Thank you mother !" I cheered out and gave her a hug.

" Your welcome, son." She petted my head gently. " How about you go tell your grandma to come in while I'm getting breakfast ready ? Then all of us can eat !"

" Yes, mother !" I replied politely.

She ruffled my hair affectionately before continued doing her work. I slowly moved forward granny's couch. She was stitching something really red. Her hazy eyes focused on the slender needle as it went up and down, up and down.

" Good morning, granny."

For the first time she took her gaze off the piece of red fabric. She gave me a warm smile and spoke:

" Hello there, Hiccup. Let me have a look of you." She pulled me closer to her, her eyes scanning me from ear to toe. " Oh you're getting taller, again ! And your fur has begun to change its color, too. Wow, light pink. That's a rare color. And it matches your rosy white skin,too. That's what every girl your age really wants. You're very lucky, you know ?"

" Stop teasing me granny!" I scowled . " I'm a boy, not a girl."

" Ahhhh, but you look so cute. I bet that even guys fall in love with you at first sight." She giggled.

" Granny !" I whined, received a chuckle from her.

" You're look so adorable when you're angry." She said, moving the needle with her hand before ….

" Done ! Wala !" She yelled, raising the red piece of fabric in front of me.

It was a red cloak, with beautiful yellow outlines and nice golden - embroiled sun patterns on it.

" It belonged to me when I was younger, and now, it belongs to you." She said, handing me the beautiful cloak.

" It's beautiful ! Thank you granny !" I thanked her, held her into an embrace. " I love you, granny."

" I love you too, darling."

" Hiccup, Mom ?! Breakfast's ready. Come in and eat while it's still hot." Mother suddenly yelled out from the kitchen.

" Come on, Hiccup. Let's go before your mother comes up here and drags us down." She joked.

" Yeah, let's go granny." I said, helping granny get up from her couch and accidentally left the cloak behind.

We slowly made our way down the kitchen. The plates had been set, and food had been served. Mom had already sat down, waiting for us to join in. We quickly got into our positions, the stew in front of us looked so appetizing and smelled incredible like always, but I noticed something strange.

" Mom, where is dad ?" I asked my mother.

" He woke up early this morning and went to barn to take care of the sheep. You know how busy he is when the sheep's wool is thick enough."

" I see." I whispered.

We all enjoyed our breakfast in silent. After we were done, I helped mom with the dishes, granny with her problem of walking, …. When I was completely drained out and about to go to my room, mom came out of the kitchen and handed me a basket.

" Can you go and get me some cherries, dear ?" She asked.

" Can I go after I rest a bit, mother ? I'm exhausted !" I moaned.

" Ahhh, if you be nice and go pick the cherries, I'll make you a really big, big pie ." She said with a sing-song voice.

My eyes widened at the word " pie". Oh my god, pie! Those yummy and delicious pie ! When was the last time I have a pie ?! Ohhhh my ~

" Really ?" I asked suspiciously. " You'll make me a pie if I be nice and go pick some berries ?"

" Sure, darling. The biggest, yummiest cherry pie you'll ever see." She chuckled.

" Deal ! "

I quickly grabbed the basket and made my way to door. Oh wait ! I ran to granny's couch and picked the red cloak up.

" I may need it, well just in case." I thought while folding it neatly and put it inside the basket.

I ran to the door, quickly opened it and step out.

" Remember dear, if you dirty yourself again you'll have to sweep the floor." Mother's voice emitted from the back.

" I won't mother. I'll be back soon." And I closed the door and rushed off.