This is Berk.

For generation it was Vikings against dragons. The battles were ferocious... Then one day, everything changed.

Hiccup and I met Toothless and Bolt. Well, I met Bolt at a later date. Anyway, together we've shown people here that instead of fighting dragons, we can ride them, live with them... Even train them.

If you don't believe me, just come here at Berk.

Flying high in the sky was a Night Fury. But this was no ordinary night fury. This one had a human on its back. Who are these two you may ask? Why, none other than Hiccup and Toothless. The night fury wore a red prosthetic tail fin with a Viking symbol on it. The human has a metal and wood prosthetic leg.

Both of them were the perfect duo.

Flying over a sea stack, they met up with their friends.

"Okay guys. Best Trick competition. Who's up first?" Hiccup asked the other four dragon riders.

"Uh..." Fishlegs Ingerman, A husky blond Viking(who rides a female gronckle named Meatlug) piped up before Snotlout Jorgenson, a black haired boy with the most obnoxious attitude(who rides a male Monstrous Nightmare named Hookfang) interrupted with, "Me!"

"Actually I think it's..." Fishlegs tried to speak up.

"Me!" Snotlout, yet again, interrupted, making Hiccup's face twist into a face of irritation.

'For the love of Odin, just go.' Hiccup thought.

Finally, Astrid Hofferson, A blonde female Viking with a most-of-the-time tough guy attitude(who rides a female Deadly Nadder named Stormfly) exclamed, "Sweet Baby Thor in a thunderstorm, GO!"

Snotlout smirked. "Oh don't worry. We'll go. And when we go, Hookfang and I are gonna light the sky on-!" He didn't get to finish that sentence because hookfang immediately took off.

"-FIRE!" Snotlout screamed as his dragon began to do crazy stunts here and there.

You might think I'd be here... Well, let's just say I'm preoccupied at the moment.

At Marcus's House, Hiccup and the others had finished their competition

Light snores were heard from the house of our favorite White haired Viking. Of course it wasn't that loud.

Two dragons, a Speed stinger named Swift and a Skrill named Bolt, were waiting patiently for their friend to wake up.

Well, Swift was waiting patiently. Bolt, however was debating whether he should shock him awake or knock him off the bed.

The second one won.

Bolt calmly strode over the bed where Marcus was sleeping before using his wing to knock him off the soft bed...

And into the hard ground. Face first. Marcus, now awake, groaned and rubbed his face.

'Worst wake up call. Ever.' He thought.

Marcus glared at the offending dragon, who just snorted and motioned for him to get out of the house. Marcus just rolled his right eye. He then just stared walked towards the mirror to see his reflection.

White hair. Check(although a bit messy). Ocean blue eyes. Check. Scar on left eye that is covered with an eye patch. Check. Yep, still the same awesome look.

First thing Marcus did was fix his messy hair. Second was to eat Breakfast. Third was to actually get out of the house. Then Bolt and Swift followed suite.

Outside at Berk

The sight never gets old. Dragons of all shapes, species and sizes were flying around doing their business.

Yep, Dragons.

Most people on Berk would say life here is better since we made peace with them. But... Just one problem. You know how dragons still act like... Well, dragons? Yeah... That's bad for us.

Marcus was walking around the plaza alone(Bolt and Swift had left for whatever reason) in peace until...

"Let go of my food! Drop it, pesky dragon! Dragons!"

"Get off my roof, you pest!"

"Let go of that! These are my apples!"

"Give me back my dainties, dragon!"

Marcus had to avoid the angry Vikings and roaming dragons that came his way. Marcus sighed and thought that this was gonna be one of those days...

If the growing headache he's experiencing is of any indication.

"This isn't the morning walk I'd prefer..." Marcus groaned in annoyance. He thought this wouldn't get any worse until...

"Incoming!"

"Look out!"

"Dragon poo!"

Marcus looked up and saw a flock of dragons flying overhead.

'Crap...' And in this case, quite literally

Marcus quickly dashed towards the first place he could find that could act as cover. And, coincidentally, Hiccup was there.

"Ew! This is just gross!" Hiccup exclaimed, making Marcus snicker. Of course he didn't notice that...

Hiccup finally took notice of Marcus's presence and greeted him with, "Oh hey, Marcus.". To which Marcus just grinned and waved at him. They also noticed two other Vikings with them.

One, a brown haired one, has a hook for a hand with a regular horned helmet. Mulch

The other, a blond one, with also a hook for a hand but with a bucket, strangely, for a helmet. Bucket, yes... Just Bucket.

The two fishermen(and farmers) of Berk. Also, Marcus's teachers at fishing(not that he needed their services anymore). They were also using one of Hiccup's inventions-that-didn't-explode-and/or-hurt-anyone.

"Hey, Mulch. Hey, Bucket. Sorry for the, Uh..." Hiccup greeted the two Vikings before wincing. Marcus merely stared at his friend in confusion. Why would he apologize? Not like he can control the dragons and tell them where to relieve themselves.

"Everyday at three. They're regular at least. A tip of the cap." Bucket commented.

"Better then the days when it was kill or be killed." Mulch added.

Marcus looked at him with a questioning looked. In Hiccup and his opinion, the days before peace was like Helheim. At least now he didn't have to run out of the house so early in the morning, Find Hiccup and make sure he's safe and then get chased by dragons while screaming like a man(A man with a high pitched voice).

Much, realizing that he might have offended both of the kids(Especially Marcus), said, "Hey, We've got some fish for Hiccup's father. Bucket, give the kids the cods.". He turned to Bucket.

Bucket then brought up an empty and torn up sack, much to everyone's confusion. "I ate it already? Did I enjoy it?" He asked.

Marcus face palmed at he Viking's stupidity. Then again, he couldn't blame him. Ever since his head was damaged in a raid, He pretty much lost half his brain. You have better chance talking about safety to Gobber than talking to him... Scratch that, Gobber never practiced safety... As he just recalled that particular event with a supposed mythical and non-existent dragon a couple of months back.

He is still slightly afraid of large bones to this day.

"Um... No. Actually Bucket... I'm afraid the..." Hiccup stammered as a small chirp alerted them to spotting a small Terrible Terror make off with the fish. Then a group of the buggers swooped in.

'Irritating, poisonous, smug pests.' Marcus thought.

Hiccup could only grin nervously as he watched the chaois continue. And... It lasted for a long time.

Yeah... Horrible, I know. But at least nobody's running around with weapons and killing dragons(And vice versa). But... As you all know, things don't remain peaceful around here.

Night time

All was calm at Berk. Both Vikings and dragons, after a tiring long day, are now peacefully asleep.

Well, almost everyone...

In an old House at the outskirts of town, Lived a very old man.

You guessed It. Mildew, the village grump and resident dragon hater of Berk.

Mildew's peaceful sleep was disturbed by the sound of rattling on his roof. Mildew muttered something unintelligible and went outside. Looking up, He saw a Gronckle sleeping on his house's roof.

"Dragons, I should've known. Helps himself to my roof and my cabbage..." Mildew groaned, picking up a half-eaten cabbage lying near his doorstep.

As you can see, Mildew is very... touchy about his personal belongings.

"My whole field! Gone!" Mildew screamed in horror(to his perspective, anyway).

Well... It is true though. His entire field was destroyed, thanks to some certain boulder class dragons helping themselves to some cabbage.

"That tears it, Fungus." Mildew grumbled, putting on his helmet, taking up his staff and pet sheep(Fungus) before beginning the long walk towards the village...

Yep, Marcus and Hiccup's gonna have their hands full. Anyone can tell that...

Morning

It was a busy day at Berk.

The villagers were preparing for an upcoming freeze. The preparations are being headed by none other than Stoick haddock the vast, chief of berk and father of Hiccup haddock. He was being assisted by Gobber and Marcus(Seeing as he can't seem to find his dragons and had nothing to do).

All seemed fine...

Until the old grump(a.k.a Mildew) arrived. "Stoick!" He shouted.

The moment Mildew's voice reached Marcus's ears, He growled, earning a look from the surrounding bystanders.

It's no secret that Marcus has taken a disliking to the old man(Actually, who doesn't?). Ever since the very first time they had met, Marcus had hated the old man so much he had half a mind to poison his food with speed stinger poison(Quite obvious which part of his mind).

"Ah, here's Mildew with the complaint of the day." Gobber quipped.

"You picked a bad time, Mildew. I'm in the middle of storing food. The freeze is coming." Stoick told Mildew, who merely huffed.

"It's those dragons again. Those demons are not fit to live among civilized men." Mildew said.

Marcus nearly laughed at the sheer irony that statement held. If it weren't for the self-restraint he had, He'd be rolling in the ground laughing his ass off.

"Neither are you, Mildew. Why do you think we built your house so far outside of town." Gobber joked, making Marcus lose half his control over his laughter.

"Ah very well, Make your jokes. Meanwhile these dragons are in our village's cod! Turning people's houses into rubble!" Mildew shouted accusingly, gesturing with his staff to the number of damaged carts and houses around the village.

"Mildew's right!" One Viking exclaimed from atop the roof he was fixing, much to Hiccup(who was actually been here this whole time) and Marcus's chagrin.

Marcus was a little confused though. They weren't complaining this much when they were at war with dragons and everything was being damaged and destroyed so… Why complain now?

'Because the people around here are a bunch of half brained idiots. Snotlout being the prime example.' The frostbite part of his head thought.

"They even disturb an old man's rest! Can't you see these bags under me eyes?!" Mildew complained, pointing to his face while another Viking shouted, "Go on, Mildew!"

"He's right. He's hideous." Gobber said upon inspecting Mildew's face.

'Ugly as shit! Even before there was peace between dragons!' Yet again, The frostbite part of his head thought, making Marcus snicker at that.

"These are wild and unpredictable beasts!" Mildew exclaimed while another Viking agreeing with, "Right you are!"

At this point, Hiccup looked worried. While Marcus's eye was twitching with irritation. Hiccup gulped when he saw Marcus shaking… With anger.

'Truly without a doubt… Me and Hiccup are facing a bunch of idiots.' Marcus/Frostbite thought.

"They even cracked this man's skull. Like an egg!" Mildew exclaimed, pointing at Bucket.

"Eggs? I like eggs! Scrambled! Over easy! Poached!" Bucket said, unaware of the uproar.

"You needed to put those dragons in cages. Mildew demanded

At the word "cage", Toothless, Bolt and Swift(two of which had just arrived) recoiled in horror. They became even more scared when another one shouted, "I agree!"

"If you don't, They'll eat us out of house and home and destroy the entire village!" Mildew shouted while the villagers were shouting in agreement.

Toothless warbled in concern for his fellow dragons. While Bolt and Swift were thinking over how to kill the old man in the most slowest and painful way imaginable(Which was what Marcus was thinking right now).

Hiccup then decided to speak up and walked to stand by Stoick. Marcus stayed a few steps behind, barely containing his anger.

"They don't mean any harm. They're just being dragons." Hiccup explained.

Mildew glared at Hiccup before Stoick stepped in. "Look, Mildew. If there's a problem, I'll deal with it." He said to Mildew.

"Oh, there is a problem, Stoick. And I think I speak for everyone when I say you better do something about it!" Mildew said threateningly before leaving.

At that point, The villagers began voicing their complaints twice as hard. Hiccup glanced at Marcus… Who is really feeling like killing someone... And also nearly looking like one.

Until he snapped.

"OH GO FUCK YOURSELVES! YOU IDIOTS DON'T COMPLAIN THIS MUCH WHEN DRAGONS WERE PURPOSELY DESTROYING HOUSES! I DON'T CARE WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE BUT ONE WORD THAT TALKS ABOUT CAGING DRAGONS, I'LL FILL YOUR FOOD WITH SPEED STINGER POISON!" Frostbite exclaimed. And to prove his point, Swift growled and raised his tail threateningly.

Some of the villagers gulped in fear at Frostbite's outburst. Other brave Vikings glared at the teen, who responded with a glare twice as hard, making them wince.

Seriously… Frostbite is not the type of person you'd like to piss off. It's one to anger the chief, It's another to anger Frostbite.

The commotion died down after that. Hiccup silently thanked Marcus's more violent side in stopping the angry mob.

Later at Night

Stoick, Gobber, Hiccup and Marcus were in the main room of the Haddock house where they are discussing ideas on handling the village's current dragon problem.

"We can't just let dragons run wild like they own the place!" Stoick said, pacing around before he got an idea. "Hey, we could put up signs!" He suggested, making Marcus raise an eyebrow.

"Signs… For dragons?" Gobber questioned him.

"The issue is whether they do or not know how to read." Hiccup added. No offense to the dragons of course.

"No! For the people!" Stoick said back.

Marcus and Hiccup(due to hanging out too much with Marcus) fell to the ground laughing. Hard.

Once they were done, Stoick and Gobber gave them a glare.

"Ehe… Sorry." Hiccup said.

"It's just that… That's freaking hilarious!" Marcus added.

"And why would that be, you two?" Gobber asked the two, glaring harder as they continued to giggle uncontrollably.

Hiccup and Marcus looked at each other before shouting in unison, "Because the Villagers are a bunch of idiots!". Then they fell to the ground laughing again.

Stoick and Gobber glared at the two again before sighing. Of course, even Gobber agrees to that statement a bit. The only book that they probably ever touched was the book of dragons.

And even then, they don't even read it thoroughly.

"Then we'll build a huge net and stretch it around the plaza!" Stoick suggested once again.

"Nets? You do know they breathe fire?" Gobber said, shooting down Stoick's suggestion.

"What about a net made out of iron?" Stoick said back.

"That wouldn't work." Hiccup said.

"The fire would melt the iron and all who aren't resistant to fire will get hot injuries. Very hot…" Marcus added.

"I know very well they breathe fire, Gobber. And I suppose you're right, you two. Maybe Mildew's right…" Stoick sighed.

Hiccup and Marcus looked at each other with worry.

"We have to figure something..." Stoick said before Hiccup and Marcus interrupted him.

"No, no, wait dad. What if we deal with the dragons?" Hiccup suggested.

"You two?" Stoick asked in slight disbelief.

"Have you forgotten who you're talking to, Stoick? We are the original dragon trainers. The destroyer of the slaver of dragons." Marcus explained/boasted.

"Well, you two got a point." Gobber said, agreeing with them.

"If anyone can control them, we can." Hiccup said as Toothless nosed his way under his arm for a cuddle.

"We're the best men for the job!" Marcus added as Bolt and Swift chirped in agreement(and both of them nuzzling him).

"You two aren't men yet." Stoick sighed at them.

"Not if you don't give us a chance to be!" Hiccup and Marcus shouted in unison. "We can do it! Just trust us!" They yet again shouted together.

Gobber chuckled at the duo. It's actually quite amusing to watch the two act like brothers…

"Fair enough. You'll both have a chance… starting tomorrow." Stoick told them.

Neither of them knew how they'll be eating those words by then…

At morning

This day is normal…

Dragons are, yet again, causing mischief and misbehaving. Vikings are shouting left and right in complaint.

Yep… Completely normal…

Hiccup strode rather confidently towards the plaza, Marcus not too far behind.

"Okay, gang. There's gonna be some changes around here." Hiccup said.

"Starting now." Marcus added with a grin as they split up.

"Get out! Shoo! For the last time, get your nose out of my bread." A Viking baker yelled as she struggled to keep a purple nadder from stealing her bread basket.

Hiccup ran over to her and shouted, "Hold on! I'll help you!"

Hiccup faced the nadder and put his hand on its snout, calming it down.

"Alright." Hiccup said as he grinned. Too easy right…?

Not.

Suddenly, Hiccup was interrupted by a Gronckle with Marcus clinging on it. The dragon quickly threw Marcus off and the teen crashed into one of the houses.

He's gonna be feeling that later. "Guh… For a gronckle, He could run fast." Marcus said before passing out.

The nadder, unfortunately, went back to misbehaving.

"Okay…" Hiccup mumbled.

Suddenly, Hiccup heard roars from somewhere in the village. A monstrous Nightmare and Deadly Nadder were fighting, startling a flock of sheep… and setting one on fire in the process.

"Toothless, Bolt, stop that fight! Swift, watch over Marcus! I'll put out the sheep!" Hiccup commanded the two dragons as he grabbed a bucket.

Swift, as told, stayed and watched over Marcus, who was mumbling. "Ngh… Blood..." Marcus mumbled in his sleep.

Swift stared at Marcus's sleeping form. "Humans and their crazy senses." He said, though that only came out as a growl.

Toothless and Bolt quickly rushed to the two bickering dragons while Hiccup chased after the flaming sheep.

"What in the name of dragons are you two bickering about?!" Toothless shouted at the Nightmare and Nadder.

"She/He started it!" The two bickering dragons yelled, pointing their… whatever part of their body at each other.

"Oy… This is gonna take awhile." Bolt sighed as the two dragons started butting each other's heads.

Hiccup, however, was getting irritated at the flaming sheep's lack of cooperation. "Get back here, you damn sheep!" He shouted in frustration.

He kept chasing it until the sheep managed to knock him off his feet, spilling all the water from his bucket

Hiccup silently cursed under his breath and chased the sheep towards the plaza, where things were even worse.

"Get out! Get back here with my cart!"

"Enough of these dragons!"

The dragons were everywhere. There is but a few simple words to describe this situation.

Complete and utter chaos… One that'll make Loki cry tears of joy.

"This is not as easy as I thought…" Hiccup muttered.

Unbeknownst to Hiccup, his friends were watching him fail miserably from one of the village's watchtowers… Snotlout, being the irritating jerk he is, was laughing at the moment where Marcus was tossed aside.

"Hahaha! Did you see that?! Hilarious!" Snotlout laughed.

"Yeah!" The twins shouted before Tuffnut said, "I wanna get thrown off by a dragon!"

"Hey! I wanna get thrown off first!" Ruffnut said as the two fought each other again.

Hiccup yelped and ducked as a dragon dive bombed, barely missing him.

"I think we should help…" Astrid remarked.

Of course, No one was listening to her.

Meanwhile, Hiccup managed to corner the flaming sheep and tossed the refilled bucket of water right to the sheep's face.

"That'll teach you, you little demon…" Hiccup said through gritted teeth. This was really getting on his nerves. Normally, He should be apologizing to the sheep and being a bit panicked about this…

But hanging out with Marcus really improved his attitude. Not that it was a bad thing, of course.

Anyway, his victory was short lived when the dragons had… answered to nature's call.

"And… It's three o' clock." Astrid sighed as the sight of hot, bright green blobs came to view from the sky.

Hiccup, however, was unable to notice it until it was too late…

Hiccup looked up… And instantly regretted it.

'Oh gods damn it!' That was Hiccup's last thoughts before one came down on his face.

At night, At hiccup's bedroom

Saying the two were exhausted were an understatement.

After hiccup got hit, Marcus had woke up and cringed at the sight. Marcus dragged hiccup to his house and cleaned him up.

Right now, they felt like shit.

Marcus, who was shouting all kinds of profanities in his head while holding an ice pack on it, could only groan.

"It's official. I hate Gronckles." Marcus stated while Swift warbled and tried to make Marcus feel better by nuzzling him. Bolt merely snorted in agreement to Marcus's statement. The feeling was mutual…

Although, he might hate Nadders and Nightmares too after that little skirmish.

"I might feel the same way, Marcus." Hiccup groaned as he detached the prosthetic leg. Toothless crooned worriedly at his friend.

"Hiccup? Marcus?" Astrid's voice suddenly called from downstairs, surprising both teens.

"Astrid?" Hiccup asked Marcus. "The annoyance I feel when I hear it proves that." Marcus answered.

"Perfect…" Hiccup muttered before turning towards Marcus and the three dragons.

"I don't look too beat up, do I?" Hiccup asked them.

Marcus and the three dragons stare at him with half-hearted smiles. "Oh great. Even my two best friends give me the look of pity." Hiccup groaned as Astrid just came up.

"Hey, Astrid! What a nice surprise!" Hiccup greeted the shield maiden cheerfully… Although his appearance say likewise.

"So, how was your day?" Astrid asked the two.

"Uh… Quite interesting… Hung around the plaza and-." Hiccup said before he got interrupted by Marcus.

"Had a fucking stressful day while we got our asses kicked, me being first to be called out." Marcus rudely remarked and groaned as he received another headache.

"…Right." Hiccup gave up and agreed with Marcus.

"Okay… Anyway, It's hard to believe that you're both still standing." She said.

Completely drained, Hiccup collapsed on his bed. Marcus, not wanting to disrespect, had forced himself not to collapse as well. This was hiccup's bed, after all.

"I'm gonna be seeing flaming sheep in my dreams for the next month." Hiccup groaned before a voice boomed that no one wanted to hear right now.

"Hiccup!"

"Gods fucking damn it!" Both Marcus and Hiccup cursed as Stoick came up the room, looking rather angry.

Luckily, Either Stoick didn't heard it or just ignored it as he yelled again.

"Hiccup, what's going on out there?! The plaza looks like a war zone!" Stoick yelled, making Hiccup quickly get up from bed.

"I know it looks bad…" Hiccup began before Marcus whispered, "Understatement of the damn century.". That made Hiccup wince a bit.

"Yes! But this is only Phase one of my master plan!" Hiccup said nervously. Well, the other phases were still in progress.

"Oh, so you do have a plan?" Stoick asked curiously.

"I do… Of course I do! It's very complex. Lots of drawings, several moving parts. Yeah, it's pretty wild." Hiccup fibbed, hoping his father was actually that gullible.

Good thing he hoped right. "Uh huh, well this better be real because Mildew's stirred up the whole Island. And if you and Marcus don't get those dragons under control, they'll be calling for their heads. "Stoick said seriously before going back downstairs.

The three dragons rumbled worriedly. Having their heads chopped off wasn't exactly in their future plans…

"Don't worry, bud. You're head's not going anywhere." Hiccup said, patting Toothless's head.

"Not if I take their heads first." Marcus said to his dragons.

Astrid then piped up, "You two do realize there are like a bazillion dragons out there and only two of you? I hope you two do have a plan." She said, putting her hands on her hips.

"Your fate in us is truly commendable, Astrid." Marcus said sarcastically.

Hiccup only nodded at Astrid's statement. While the seemingly lack of fate is discouraging, it doesn't help that what she said is true. Of course, who's to say that they'll give up? They had faced discouragement before, why stop now? They will prevail. They won't give up!

And in the future, they'll consider whether or not they'll kill Mildew!

'And I think I have an ingenious plan for this!' Hiccup thought excitedly, unknown to the fact that Astrid and Marcus(with his dragons) had left.

Next day

The plan was actually easier said than done…

While Hiccup managed to convince Marcus that it was a great plan, it didn't help that it was risky and was his only plan.

Anyway, back to the matter at hand.

"That's your plan? Train dragons?" Ruffnut said in disbelief.

"Here? Where we used to kill them?" Tuffnut followed, looking around the stone walls.

"Right… because we don't do that anymore. That's why it's available." Hiccup said nervously.

"Actually, the dragons do seem a bit nervous." Astrid remarked, gently patting Stormfly who, with the other dragons, were fidgeting uncomfortably.

The memories they have of this place weren't exactly fun times. Bolt and Toothless, more or less, agreed with them. Swift shuddered. He could still remember when he smelt fresh blood in the arena.

"That's because dragons are very sensitive." Fishlegs stated. "Meatlug, especially. She lost a cousin here." He said before whispering, "We try not to talk about it."

"Knowing that a gronckle had knocked me unconscious yesterday…" Marcus said before glaring at Snotlout who was about to laugh. "I can officially say that I could care less." He finished, looking rather pissed as the memory surfaced.

Not exactly his best moments… Quite a sour topic actually.

"It's amazing that your dad just gave us the arena." Astrid remarked, amazed at how Hiccup managed to put his plan together. Marcus snorted.

"Well, it would… If he did. But he didn't. So… that's another thing we should try not to talk about." Hiccup admitted, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Wait. So we're going behind your father's back?" Astrid asked suspiciously.

"It was a genius plan when it formed in my head!" Hiccup said, raising his hands in defense.

"I'd like to see if you, or anyone for that matter, have a better plan." Marcus said, glancing at the others.

Snotlout was about to speak.

"Scratch that. I don't wanna hear it, Snotface. Hiccup's plan probably sounds way more better than whatever you could come up." Marcus stated, shutting the boy up.

Hiccup tried not to laugh. Leave it to Marcus to shoot down Snotlout before he could say anything.

"I completely agree, Marcus." Hiccup said, still trying to stifle his laughter.

"Anyway, Hiccup? Care to fill them up?" Marcus said, his… eye readying with anticipation. Hiccup actually felt a lot better with that.

"Alright. Everybody, here's the thing. The dragons are out of control. We want them to live in our world without destroying it but they can't without our help." Hiccup stated.

"They've been blowing up things in the village… We've gotta do something about it." Hiccup said seriously.

"Unless you actually want your dragon's head to be cut off." Marcus added, making everyone, even Snotlout, flinch. Well… almost everyone

Too bad the twins have less brain than Snotlout… Scratch that. They're all idiots.

"Got it. Help dragons destroy stuff so that their heads won't get cut off. We can totally do that" Tuffnut said.

"No. I believe that's…" Hiccup tried to correct them but was interrupted.

"Here's how we gonna do it. First we get them really angry." Ruffnut said.

"While your concern is notable, I don't think that's…" Marcus said before he also got interrupted.

"No problem. We make everyone angry." Tuffnut said.

True to his words, Hiccup is getting quite angry. And that only happens rarely.

"Will you two stop with the idiotic nonsense for at least one day?! I've already have out-of-control dragons to deal with! I don't need Out-of-control twins either!" Hiccup snapped at the two before breathing In and Out to calm himself.

The others were actually impressed at Hiccup's outburst. Normally, he'd be calm and collected. Forgiving as well and hard to anger. However… one could say Marcus had something to do about that…

One time, a year before Hiccup shot down Toothless, Marcus was chasing Snotlout with a sword, threatening to kill him due to giving Hiccup a black eye. Hiccup merely watched with slight amusement as Snotlout narrowly avoids Marcus's swings and daggers.

Anyway, back to the present.

"Look… Mildew wants our dragons in cages. I don't know about you, but that's not okay with me." Hiccup said.

"Or me." Marcus added.

"You're right. She's sorry." Tuffnut said, receiving a glare from his female counterpart.

Hiccup sighed. "Okay… Next problem." He said before walking towards Toothless with a hard loaf of bread from the basket he brought.

"The dragons are eating everything in sight. Now, when a dragon grabs something it's not supposed to have…" Hiccup allowed Toothless to take the loaf from his hand.

"You can get him to drop it by giving him a little scratch just below the chin." Hiccup said as he performed a demonstration and Toothless immediately dropped the loaf of bread.

"You can also do It in this way." Marcus said, walking towards Bolt, who already took a loaf of bread without anyone noticing.

"Bolt, drop that." Marcus commanded.

Although one should know that method doesn't always work.

Bolt snorted and just ate the bread and tail slapped Marcus on the face.

All of those present in the arena laughed at Bolt's disobedience and at Marcus rubbing his face.

Snotlout quickly butted in and took the bread from hiccup. "Maybe that works for you and Toothless. But Hookfang and me? We do things a little different." Snotlout said, marching up to his Monstrous Nightmare.

"Let's see you do better." Marcus groaned still rubbing his face. Hookfang immediately took the bread from Snotlout.

"When I want this big boy to do something, I just get right in his face and.." Snotlout stated before…

"Drop that right now! You hear me?!" Snotlout suddenly yelled in Hookfang's face.

In response, Hookfang dropped the bread… and took Snotlout into his mouth next. "See? He dropped it." Snotlout muffled.

"… Most humorously educational." Marcus chuckled, taking a mental note to tell Hookfang on making a habit of this.

"Should we help him?" Tuffnut asked blankly.

"Nah…" Marcus answered.

Hiccup decided it was time to do some on-site training. "Alright. We've got a lot of training to do but together we can keep these dragons under control." He said before he and everyone else left the arena to start training in the village, leaving Snotlout and Hookfang behind.

"Uh… can somebody do that chin scratchy thing? Hello? You guys still there?" Snotlout asked only to get silence as his answer.

He wasn't able to get out until Swift came back.

"Spit him out, Hookfang. You don't know where he's been." Swift told the other dragon.

That got Hookfang to let go of Snotlout. "Ew…" Hookfang stated

At the village

To everyone' surprise, the whole place was devoid of noise and dragons.

"Huh. No dragons." Fishlegs quipped.

"That was easy." Ruffnut said.

"Maybe they went for lunch?" Snotlout asked.

"Why? Because you're feeling hungry?" Marcus said back, slightly irked.

Hiccup, on the other hand, was worried and suspicious. "That's weird. If the dragons aren't here, where are they?" He wondered out loud.

A loud explosion coming from the area where the village food storage answered him.

"Something tells me that way." Astrid told Hiccup.

"Great. Just what we needed." Marcus groaned, scratching his eye patch on his left eye in irritation.

They ran towards the food storage. Only to find out that the dragons were helping themselves with all the food they have…

This couldn't get any worse…

"Stormfly?" Astrid said in surprise

"Hookfang?" Snotlout said as well.

Scratch that sentence…

Stoick was trying to salvage some of the food… Only to no avail.

"They've eaten everything! We've got nothing left for the freeze! Stoick exclaimed.

Well, this situation is… bad. It got even worse when Mildew decided to show up.

"I warned you, Stoick. But did you listen to me? No. You put a bunch of teenagers in charge!" He said, glaring at the seven teens.

"Now look what the dragons have done! Caging is too good for those beasts!" Mildew rambled on, unknowingly hitting a nerve on Marcus.

Marcus growled and grabbed a dagger that he hid in his pockets. He was about to throw it towards the old man but Hiccup put his hand on Marcus's shoulder.

Marcus gave Hiccup a stare. Hiccup glared at Marcus and gestured for Marcus to drop the dagger. Marcus sighed and put back the dagger back in his pocket. Hiccup smiled but whispered in Marcus's ears, "Maybe some time."

Marcus grinned and just settled for glaring at the old man.

"Dad, I swear Marcus and I can do this. We… We were just starting to-." Hiccup stuttered but was interrupted by his dad.

"Enough, Hiccup! How can I trust you and Marcus to control all the dragons, when two of you couldn't even control your own?" Stoick said sharply.

That's when Hiccup and Marcus noticed Toothless and Bolt eating their own share of fish… Actually, they were fighting every time the other would get near.

"Oh, Toothless…" Hiccup sighed.

"Bolt, must you be so hard to deal with?" Marcus groaned.

"Bucket! Mulch! Man the boats! We need another catch!" Stoick ordered the two fishermen, tossing them two fishnets.

"It's too late, Stoick. It took us six months to catch all that fish." Mulch said.

"Don't tell me it's too late! We've got to try!" Stoick insisted.

Mulch, not wanting to offend the chief, said, "Of course we do!" before pegging the blame on bucket saying, "Uh… don't tell the chief it's too late. You're always so negative!"

Bucket sighed, being gullible enough to believe it. "I don't know what it is with me." He said.

Hiccup and Marcus were trying to change the Chief's mind about the dragons. Sadly, those pleas fell on deaf ears.

"Chief, please! Just another chance! How were we supposed to do this on our first day?!" Marcus pleaded.

"Dad, please! You gotta listen to me! Marcus and I know dragons better than-!" Hiccup said before he was interrupted by Stoick as he face the two.

"Not now, Hiccup. I have a village to feed." The dragons have done enough damage. By tonight, I want every one of them caged. Understand?" He said sternly.

Hiccup and Marcus tried to protest but Mildew wasn't satisfied. "Bah! You can't just cage these dragons! You need to send them away now!" He barked.

"Stoick, Mildew's right!" Said a Villager

"Get 'em out of here!" Added a Villager.

Due to this, Stoick caved. "You're right, Mildew." He said, making his son and his human friend stare at him in shock.

"What?!" Both Hiccup and Marcus yelled.

"We'll cage them tonight. And in the morning, Hiccup and Marcus will send them off the island." Stoick told the old man before looking at Hiccup.

"I'm sorry, son." He apologized and left.

"Damn it!" Marcus cursed.

"Hiccup, what do we do now?" Astrid asked worriedly.

"I… I don't know." Hiccup sighed.

At the hall, Night time

All of the teens were moping. All the dragons were outside, save for Toothless, Bolt and Swift who were at Hiccup and Marcus's sides. They were dreading going into the cages later.

"I can't believe we have to send them away." Snotlout said, his usual boastful attitude gone.

"It's gonna be weird. I got used to Stormfly's face being the first thing I see every morning" Astrid mumbled.

"Every night before I went to sleep, Meatlug would lick my feet." Fishlegs said sadly. The others looked at him as if he grew a second head.

"Who's gonna do that now?!" Fishlegs wailed.

"I volunteer Tuffnut!" Ruffnut answered.

She expected some sort of protest from her brother but he's too glum to protest… "Whatever. What time should I be there?" He said miserably.

The one who was most affected was Marcus… He had live most of his life with the company of Swift. He wasn't a friend in Marcus's eyes…

He was family… And the only he has left.

Hiccup tried to comfort Marcus by putting his hand onto his shoulder but got no reaction…

Swift crooned and nuzzled Marcus to try and comfort him as well. He himself was trying to stop the tears from his eyes. Like Marcus, He considers Marcus as family. One that he would always look after…

Bolt looked at the two. He didn't like what's happening. All the mushy stuff's affecting him as well. He's supposed to be brave! Courageous! Yet, seeing his human friend look like he's about to crack in depression made him feel… Something! He didn't like it!

Finally, It was time.

"Come on, guys… Let's get this over with." Astrid sighed, getting off the bench and was followed by the other teens.

"This is the worst day of my life! We're never gonna see our dragons again!" Fishlegs wailed as he and the others left, leaving Hiccup and Marcus with their dragons.

"We can't let that happen!" Hiccup said loudly. "Toothless is one of my friends…" Hiccup said softly, petting his dragon.

Marcus said nothing as he refused to move. Unable to even get up.

Of course, Mildew decided to add injury to the situation. "Oh, Toothless. I'm gonna miss you so much!" He mocked, making the two teens look and glare at the old man.

'I'm gonna kill him in one of these days.' Was the thought of both Hiccup and Marcus.

"You know what both of your mistake was? Thinking dragons could be trained. A dragons could be trained. A dragon's gonna do what a dragon's gonna do. It's their nature." Mildew told them as he began to leave the hall.

"And nature always win." He added.

However, As mildew opened the door, The wind blew in and put the fire in the main pit out. Toothless shout out fireballs and reignited it.

"Oh! Thank you, Toothless." One Viking woman said grateful, warming herself by the fire.

Suddenly, something clicked in their minds.

'A dragon's gotta do… What a dragon's… gotta do.'

"Hiccup… You thinking what I'm thinking?" Marcus said, snapping out of his depression.

"Yep. I think Mildew's right." Hiccup said, finally getting it.

Marcus chuckled. "Just for this, I'm gonna let mildew live a little while longer." He joked.

No, not really.

"Come on, Guys!" Hiccup shouted and went out the hall.

Meanwhile, the other teens are saying their final words to their dragons.

"Goodbye, Hookfang." Snotlout said, stroking his Monstrous Nightmare's chin.

"I'm sorry, Stormfly." Astrid apologized to her Deadly Nadder.

"Now, go." Astrid motioned to her dragon to join the others. Stormfly, though sad, obeyed.

As they went inside the cage, the teens watched on feeling very miserable.

"Ugh. Feels like big, sharp teeth are tearing at this thing inside my chest." Snotlout said, not liking this feeling.

"That's what it feels like when your heart is breaking." Astrid said.

Snotlout looked at Astrid and tried to act tough. "I don't have a heart! I'm not a girl." He said.

But he's not exactly fooling anybody… Even himself.

As the cage began to close, the dragon stared sadly at their riders. Until…

"Don't close it!" Two voices shouted in unison.

Hiccup and Marcus were on their dragons, Swift behind Marcus. They landed down the arena and pushed back the lever controlling the cage door and let the dragons out, much to everyone's relief.

"We are not locking them up." Hiccup said seriously.

"What happened? Did you change your father's mind?" Astrid asked them.

Hiccup and Marcus stared at each other and back At Astrid.

"Or are we going behind his back again?" Astrid asked suspiciously.

"We always do." Marcus and Hiccup said in unison.

"Look." Hiccup said, making sure every one of his friends was listening before continuing. "The dragons are gonna do what they're gonna do. It's their nature. We just need to learn how to use it!" He finished.

"How are we gonna do that?" Fishlegs asked, confused.

"We are merely suggesting that we let dragons do what they always do. No need to change what Is already perfect." Marcus explained.

"Wouldn't this be not listening to the chief's orders?" Tuffnut asked.

"Yeah, aren't we gonna get in trouble with the chief?" Ruffnut added.

Marcus gasped in mock horror. "My word! Is this real? The twins afraid of causing a little mischief?" He said dramatically.

"No way!" The twins yelled together.

"Is this really gonna work?" Snotlout asked.

"If you'd like to think that, Then I guess we'll just let Mildew get what he wants and let him boast around and treat us like dirt." Marcus pointed out.

"No way!" Snotlout exclaimed. There was no way Mildew's gonna be acting all boastful around them! That's his job!

"Alright. Tomorrow, Marcus and I will tell you what you and your dragons have to do." Hiccup said, dismissing the rest of the Viking teens.

"Make sure they stay hidden." Marcus said as they got on their dragons and flew home.

"Hopefully, this works." Marcus said.

"When has my plan ever fail?" Hiccup said.

Marcus was about to say something. "Don't say anything." Hiccup said.

Next day

Bucket and Mulch were out on their boat fishing.

"Ah, the nets are empty again." Mulch sighed, pulling up the nets that still hadn't caught any fish. "Did I eat them already? Did I enjoy it?" Oop-am I being too negative?" Bucket asked him.

Suddenly, Snotlout and Hookfang arrived along with Hiccup and Toothless, much to the fishermen's confusion.

"Snotlout, scare us up some dinner!" Hiccup told him who nodded and proceeded to do a dive right above Bucket and Mulch's boat.

"Dragon attack!" Bucket screamed as the two dove down into the water. "Woohoo!" Snotlout yelled as he and Hookfang chased a whole big school of fish right into the nets which the fishermen quickly pulled up onto their boat.

"Hey! Thanks dragon!" Mulch called after the duo, happy to finally have a catch.

"That's right! That just happened!" Snotlout boasted.

Marcus had arrived. "Good job." Marcus said.

"Come on! Follow me!" Hiccup guided them to the next task.

Meanwhile, Mildew was grumpily plowing his cabbage field, muttering angry to himself.

"Incoming!" He heard.

"Huh?" Midlew was confused until he heard the familiar shriek of the Night Fury.

Hiccup flew by and circled the field on Toothless a couple of times, alerting Astrid and Stormfly to get ready.

"Afternoon, Mildew!" Astrid greeted, Stormfly used her spiked tail to plow the field in record time.

"Three o' clock. Right on schedule. Fishlegs!" Marcus called out.

"Okay, Meatlug! Let 'er rip!" Fishlegs told his dragon.

His gronckle and all the other Gronckles then heeded the call of Nature. Hot dragon dung rained down on the field. Lucky for Mildew, He didn't get hit.

"Smile, Mildew! We just saved you three months of work!" Hiccup called out to the old grump.

"It shall be the only kindness you shall receive from us." Marcus said.

Then, The twins were helping clear the forest of wild boars. Their zippleback may have knocked down a few trees but they needed firewoods anyways.

The boar ran to an open field, giving Hiccup and Marcus the perfect opportunity to have Toothless and Bolt herd them into a barn.

"Whoohoo!" Fishlegs shouted as Gobber closed the barn doors. "That was awesome!" He added as everyone regrouped, feeling triumphant.

"How did you know that was gonna work?" Astrid asked the duo in amazement.

"Because they're dragons. And they're gonna do what dragons gonna do." Hiccup said. "We'll merely use it to our advantage." Marcus added, glancing at Hiccup and the duo laughed.

"You know who we should actually be thanking-." Hiccup said before a grumpy voice interrupted him.

"There they are, Stoick!"

"Well now..." Marcus said as the old man hobbled towards them with Stoick.

"Those dragons don't look like they're in cages to me." Mildew huffed. "No. This is not what I asked for." Stock agreed, looking towards the teens. Especially towards Hiccup and Marcus,who were grinning sheepishly.

'Oh boy... We're dead.' Was the thought inside of all of the teens heads.

At the arena

Almost the entire village gathered around the arena stands to watch as Stoick and Gobber entered the arena where the seven teens were with their now-caged dragons.

"Oh no! What's Stoick's gonna do to us?!" Fishlegs whimpered.

"I'm too pretty for jail!" Ruffnut whined. "Hah! Where'd you hear that?" Tuffnut laughed.

"You all disobeyed orders... And there will be consequences." Stoick told the teens while Gobber nodded gravely.

"I told you we were gonna get in trouble! Ugh, you never listen to me!" Astrid told Hiccup. Hiccup merely raised his hands in defence, "Blame both a habit of mine and Marcus's influence." He said.

He then stood up bravely to his father. "Dad, If anyone's going to get in trouble, it should be me." Hiccup said.

"Don't think you're gonna go down without me." Marcus said, stepping to his friend's side.

"No. You all had a hand in this." Stoick told the duo.

Meanwhile, Mildew was watching at the stands. "Oh this is going to be great, Fungus. It's about to get ugly." He said excitedly.

"You took over this place without asking. You released the dragons against my wishes." Stoick said, walking over to each teen and stopped n front of the center of the teens.

"Things are going to change around here." Stoick said seriously. The teens braced themselves for whatever punishment Stoick would give them.

"That's why I-." Stoick was interrupted. "You're getting a dragon training academy!" Gobber exclaimed, shocking everyone.

Hiccup and the others stared at the two with disbelief in their eyes and mouth agape. Are they dreaming?

"Gobber! I wanted to tell them!" Stoick yelled at his friend. "I'm sorry. You're right. Go ahead." Gobber replied.

"Well, you told most of it!" Stoick shouted back. "You can tell him the part about how proud of him you are!" Gobber said nonchalantly, motioning towards Hiccup, who is still staring at them as if they grew two heads.

"Gobber! Stoick exclaimed. "Hiccup. Well, what he said." He sighed. Hiccup looked at his father.

"You've all made me proud." He added. Hiccup smiled.

Stoick then walked over to the cage with the dragons and smiled. "This Dragon Training Academy is for you." He proclaimed, pulling the lever and released the dragons.

"Hookfang! My buddy!" Snotlout cheered as his Monstrous Nightmare lifted him off the ground with his snout.

"Stormfly! I missed you so much!" Astrid cried, hugging her Nadder happily.

The Twins immediately rushed over to Barf and Belch and rubbed their heads affectionately. "Meatlug! Oh, who's Daddy's little baby? Oh, who's Daddy's little fluffy…" Fishlegs cooed to his affectionate Gronckle.

"Hey, bud!" Hiccup said, wrapping his arms around Toothless's neck

"Oh, man! I thought I'd never see you guys again!" Marcus cried out, hugging his two dragons.

Mildew however, seethed with anger from his perch at the stands. "Oh…I'll get those dragons yet." He muttered as Fungus bleated.

Stoick then turned to his son. "Now all you have to do is train 'em." He said to his son.

"Not a problem, Dad. After all, I've got my friends." Hiccup said, gesturing to Toothless and Marcus.

"Ahem!" Astrid harrumphed this time, waiting expectantly along with the others. "And them too." Hiccup said, rolling his eyes in amusement.

Hiccup and Marcus grinned at each other before giving a high five towards each other.

That evening

Hiccup finished drawing a picture of his friends with their dragons and looked at Toothless.

Dragons can't change who they are.

Toothless smiled at his best friend and curled up on his rock slab bed, heating it up before laying down to sleep as Hiccup went back to his work. This time, With him and Marcus(And probably a bit of Frostbite)

Meanwhile, Marcus, Bolt and Swift were getting ready for bed. Bolt, however, snorted and refused to go to bed. Marcus sighed but immediately smiled at his friend's attitude. He suppose It's fun to have someone like that in the family.

But, really, who would want them too?

Fishlegs was sleeping peacefully as Meatlug lovingly licked his feet, which was both adorable…and very weird.

Astrid woke up the next morning and saw Stormfly's face in her bedroom window. Astrid smiled and eagerly threw off her blanket, eager to start the day with her dragon.

Dragons are, without a doubt, amazing and powerful creatures.

Hiccup, Marcus and their friends flew around the village performing errands. As they dropped a few baskets of fish into a storage unit, Hiccup and Marcus caught sight of Stoick smiling at them proudly. The duo smiled back as they flew to the arena.

Snotlout, Hookfang, Fishlegs and Meatlug then hung a sign bearing a peculiar symbol over the arena. It has two halves. One half bears the face of the Night Fury. The other half bears the face of the Skrill.

"Berk Dragon Academy." Astrid beamed before punching Hiccup on the shoulder in a friendly way. Hiccup merely rubbed his shoulder in slight annoyance, having getting used to beig punched in the same shoulder by Marcus. Speaking of Marcus, He's currently glaring at Astrid.

"I like the sound of that." She added.

"...I'll forgive the punching-hiccup-on-the-shoulder-I'd-usually-punch thing. Anyway, Looks like this'll be an interesting generation. Think of all the things we could accomplish and achieve!" Marcus said excitedly as he opened the doors to the academy.

And as long as it takes us, Hiccup and I will learn everything there is to know about them.

Shortly after the opening of their academy, The seven dragon riders decided to take a few laps across the island.

Toothless and Bolt landed on a rock, with their riders at their back.

"This time, I'll prove that my kind is the superior being!" Bolt proclaimed.

Toothless snorted. "As if! I'll show you who's better!" He said back as the two of them took off.

"With the academy now open, We've got a lot of training to do." Hiccup said.

"True that." Marcus agreed before noticing the competitive glances their dragons are giving each other.

"Looks like our dragons want a race. In that case, Eat mine and Bolt's dusts, Hiccup!" Marcus laughed as they flew ahead.

"Hey! When this is done, You'll be the one who's eating the dusts!" Hiccup said as Toothless sped up.

Now don't tell me, You wouldn't want to.

A/n: Finally! I've done it! Took this long enough! Anyway, As promised, here's the first episode of my new series. I apologize for the delay. It had been a distracting Christmas break. Plus Macs aren't very reliable. Also, Hope you don't mind if Hiccup's a little OOC Anyway, To all my loyal fans, I love you all! Even when I took very long in finishing this, Your fate in me never wavered! It's truly commendable! No, I'm not crying! Anyway, I hope this is to your tastes! Tell me if there's anything wrong! And I shall see you in the next episode of Dragons: The duo of Berk! Bye, bye!