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Hiccup groaned as he stumbled into his home, followed closely by Toothless with a similar groan of his own. Astrid looked up from where she was by the fire, holding a block of ice to her head.
"You two as well, huh?" she asked, as the chief went to the ice chest to retrieve the relief to his pounding headache.

After grabbing three blocks (two for him, and one for Toothless), he sat down beside Astrid before listing off the days mishaps, with both ice blocks held to his head, which greatly limited his gestures

"First, the chiefs here for the summit decide to meet without me, despite Berk being the host, then they decided that it would be a good idea to terrorise a terror that was lying around, for whatever reason. Then the terror called over his friends to get revenge, and proceeded to destroy everything between them and the chiefs, including the storm door." Astrid raised an eyebrow. "What? Even I didn't believe it! Anyway, I then had to tell the chiefs that it is common dragon knowledge that provoking a Terror is a bad idea, because they call on other terrors to retaliate, while Toothless here had to round up every single terror, and tell them off for causing so much collateral damage, hence the ice block for him as well." Hiccup sighed. "Then the chiefs decided they wanted to cut the summit short by a day, and so they will all be leaving either tomorrow, or the day after." His voice started rising. "We haven't even got through half the items on the agenda, and they already want to leave!" Hiccup slumped back into his seat, feeling defeated. Turning to Astrid, he asked, "So, what caused your one brick headache, milady?"

Astrid sighed as she collected her thoughts. "Well, you know how I was handling the Dragon Training side of the summit?" Hiccup nodded. "Well, to them, the only way to get a dragon to do what you want them to do... is to YELL at it!" Hiccup's eyes nearly popped out of his head, as he dropped both of ice blocks. At the same time, Toothless lifted his head up in surprise, causing the ice block precariously balanced on his head to fall to the floor, while his jaw hung open slightly, making the night fury look very stupid. Astrid continued. "While they were demonstrating the effectiveness of their 'technique' - it wasn't - they managed to scare off not only their own dragons, but also every single dragon near the arena!"

"That bad, huh?"

"So that had me scolding them for their stupidity and their stubbornness, Snotlout on fire thanks to Hookfang, Ruff and Tuff laughing at the mayhem while not doing a thing to stop it, while Fishlegs and your mum rounded up and calmed down every. Single. Dragon."

"Huh, no wonder mum was in a bad mood when I walked past her this afternoon."

Astrid laughed. "Yeah, you should have seen the glare she gave the young girl from the Bog Burglars after she thought it was funny to have her changewing hide behind Fishlegs. At least she wasn't yelling at her dragon like the others were. And the changewing seemed to get a laugh out of it as well; those two are perfect for each other."

Hiccup chuckled at the thought of Fishlegs getting surprised by a changewing, headache and ice blocks forgotten.

"So, should we head up to the Great Hall to get something to eat?" suggested Hiccup, holding out a hand to Astrid, who took it gladly, setting down her ice block by her chair.

"Sure. I'm so hungry, I could eat a yak. Training others really takes it out of you. How did you manage it back when we first started the academy?"

Turning to Toothless, Hiccup said "I have no idea. Toothless, you coming... bud?" His voice trailed off.

After Toothless had gotten over the fact that dragons were being yelled at, he had tried to get the ice block back on his head by pushing it up against the wall of the house. However, he had pushed too hard, and was now staring at a small, ice block sized hole in the wall, wondering how that could have happened.

"Uh... Let's just go, shall we?" Hiccup suggested, and the two humans left the bewildered night fury wondering where this hole that had just stolen his ice block had come from.

"Why did I ever suggest having the summit here?"

Hiccup was back to needing the relief that only an ice block could provide for another headache.

"Maybe because you wanted to prove to them that you could be a great chief like your father," replied Valka, who had followed her son home after he had stormed out of the Great Hall in a rage. "There's nothing wrong in trying, but I heard that constantly trying to prove yourself is what destroyed the village however many times before you met Toothless, and then a few more times afterwards."

Hiccup sighed. "And for some reason I feel almost exactly the same way now as I did then. Why won't they listen?"

Valka laid a hand on her boy's shoulder. "They just haven't seen you tested in battle yet, or how well you can manage the village."

Hiccup exploded. "Can't they see the damage caused that still remains behind after Drago's attack, and how well we are recovering?! That proves that I've been in battle and emerged from the other side intact, and have so far helped the village to prosper in the wake of the attack. It's almost as if they still see me as a runt, because I'm lean and muscular instead of big and beefy. They still see me as a fish bone!"

"That may be, but Stoic had similar problems when he first became chief." This cooled Hiccup down a little.

"Really? Dad, who was said to have ripped a Nadder's head of as a baby?"

"Yes, really," Valka replied. "Although I hadn't heard about that rumour until after I had left Berk..." Valka paused for a bit. "Oh, the tall tales you hear about great people."

Hiccup was amazed. "Wow... no wonder he was trying so hard to teach me how to be a good chief. He wanted to make sure I would be able to handle them."

"And do you want to know what he did straight after his first summit?"

"He found a good ice merchant and bought a lifetime's supply of ice?" Hiccup snarked, which caused Valka to chuckle.

"No, no. He sailed off for a month. On his own. By the time he got back, he had more confidence, and by the next summit, he had earned the respect of enough of the other chiefs to have a say in things." Valka paused for a bit. "Unfortunately, that year was the year Drago attacked the summit. Only Stoic got out alive."

Hiccup was confused. "So if I go on a journey, then I'll be a better chief?"

"Something like that," Valka replied.

"So... what should I do?"

"Well, the summit ends tomorrow, so why don't you take a break from chiefing for a bit? Go for a week long journey with Toothless. He needs a break as well." They turned to Toothless, who was now sitting next to a hole in the wall with pleading eyes. Hiccup couldn't help but chuckle at the sight.

"Alright, one week. And I want Berk to be in one piece when I get back." Then another voice spoke up.

"Good, you need the rest," said Astrid, walking in through the still open door. "Your mum and I will be able to handle things while your away."

"Rea-"

"YES!" Both Valka and Astrid shouted at the same time, before the two burst into giggles over how similar their reactions were.

"Berk will be fine without you for a week," Astrid said. "Just let yourself relax. You know you need it."

Hiccup held his hands up in defeat, and started towards the stairs leading up to his room. "Fine, fine, I'll even pack right now if you want."

As he got to the bottom of the stairs, Toothless finally moved from his spot, and immediately started pushing Hiccup up the stairs. The only thing that could be heard over Hiccups protests was Astrid and Valka, laughing at the young chief's expense, who was trying to calm down a suddenly very boisterous night fury.

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A/N: Well... I've been on FanFiction for a while now, and haven't written anything to post yet. And I was going through the Wild Mass Guessing part of the How to Train Your Dragon page on TV Tropes, when I saw one that suggested that HtTYD was actually after the end...

And this is where my mind led me.

I'm trying to take my time with this, and I'll be doing this in the middle of exams... and exams... and more VERY IMPORTANT EXAMS! So updates on this might be a little bit sporadic, at least until mid-November.

This is also being mirrored on my DeviantArt account, natrat2006.

Please review, follow, usual spiel that other authors do.

I hope you enjoy!

Mikowmer