A/N: So after reading a bunch of different stories and working on movie scripts, I have decided to try my hand at fanfiction with a few of my own ideas. I don't know how long the story will be or how often I plan on updating. It's just nice to write for fun in a format that isn't a screenplay. (also it is a very different writing style so I may not be very good.) Hope you all enjoy and I look forward to hearing from yas.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dreamworks, How to Train Your Dragon or any of the characters. This is merely a story for fun and not for any type of monetary or personal gain.

Chapter 1

A beam of sunlight pours through a slight opening through a pair of closed curtains. The sunlight lands on a boyish face haloed in auburn hair. The sleeping boy squints as he tries to shield his eyes away from the brightness. He reaches blindly towards a cluttered bedside table, knocking things off and on to the floor as he grasps his phone. He unplugs it and opens his eyes a little more as he checks the time. 8:20AM. "Shit".

Hiccup frantically kicks his bed clothes off and jumps out of his bed. He scrambles around his room, pushing aside drawings as he tries to find clothes to wear for the day. He finds a crumpled pair of navy jeans in the corner and pulls them up his legs, tightening the belt that had been still attached through the loops. He opens a drawer and pulls out the first T-shirt that sits on top. He picks up a red zip up hoody from a nearby chair and shoves his arm through the sleeves before zipping it up halfway. He pockets his phone and rushes out of his room.

He stomps down the stairs taking them two at a time before turning the corner and in to the kitchen where his father, Stoick, stands over the stove with bacon sizzling in a frying pan.

Stoick looks up at Hiccup who is grabbing a backpack from the corner. "Mornin' Hiccup. Fancy some breakfast?"

Hiccup is stuffing his feet in to a pair of well worn, black Converse sneakers as he answers his father. "No dad. I'm already running late." He stumbles out the door.

Stoick merely shrugs "suit yerself."

Hiccup sprints down his driveway, away from a quaint blue, two story house in the middle of suburbia hell. He skids a little and nearly trips as he rounds the corner from the driveway on to the sidewalk. He spots the bus up the road. Other kids are already getting on it. This isn't good. It's not going to wait for him and he knows it. The second that last student gets on, it'll shut its doors and leave. Hiccup puts on a little more speed. The only thing going through his is "I got this." He's getting closer to the bus. The last student gets on and Hiccup is coming in hot, as he knows he made it. He starts to smile to himself as he climbs the steps on to the bus however his feeling of victory is short lived as he trips on the steps and falls flat on his face in front of the bus driver. The fall knocks the wind out of him and he struggles up to his feet as quickly as he can. His fall didn't go unnoticed as his cousin Snotlout burst out laughing. "Way to go dweeb. First day with your new legs?"

A bunch of football players that are sitting around Snotlout start to chuckle along.

Tuffnut can't help from chiming in from a few seats away. "Yeah. Because he doesn't know how to walk." He fist bumps his sister who sits with Astrid directly behind him.

Hiccup slowly makes his way towards the back of the bus but first he needs to make it past Snotlout, who sticks his leg out and tries to trip him. Hiccup easily maneuvres past and plops into a seat with his best friend, Fishlegs.

Fishlegs looks at Hiccup with a concerned look. "You okay?"

Hiccup slouches in the seat and props his knees on the back of the seat in front of him before he answers with a simple "I'm fine."

Fishlegs being the ever worried kid he is, isn't convinced. "It just look like it really hurt." Hiccup replies more adamantly "I'm fine."

Ruffnut pipes up quickly "Who told you that lie."

Hiccup rolls his eyes as Tuffnut and Ruffnut share in another fist bump. Hiccup speaks in a low voice to Fishlegs "Just once, I'd like to have a day without something embarrassing happening."

Hiccup spins his combination lock to the last number, ten, and gives it a yank. The lock opens with ease and Hiccup opens his locker door. He tosses his backpack inside and hangs his hoody up. He's suddenly shoved from behind sending him sprawling forward and nearly into the back of his locker.

A guffawing Snotlout shouts back to Hiccup as he continues down the hallway. "Steady on those legs useless!"

His two goofy football buddies laugh along with him. Hiccup scowls at them with clenched fists held at his side as he watches them walk away.

He didn't notice Fishlegs walk up behind him. "Don't let them get to you."

Hiccup turns and looks at him before answering "Who? Snotlout? Why would I ever do that?"

That causes Fishlegs to roll his eyes. Hiccup shuts his locker and glances down the hallway. His eyes stop on a blonde goddess. She stood there head tilted back slightly as she laughed with her group of friends. Hiccup could watch her all day. He sighs.

Fishlegs snaps him back to reality. "Earth to Hiccup."

Freshly out of his day dream, Hiccup looks at Fishlegs inquisitively. "Yeah?"

Fishlegs knows what caught Hiccup's attention. Or rather, who caught his attention. "Why don't you go ask her out?"

Hiccup rolls his eyes at how naïve his best friend is as they head for class. "Cuz that would go over, oh so well. Just let me walk up to the most beautiful girl in world and be like, hey want to go out with all…. This." Hiccup gestures to himself.

They've definitely had this argument more than once before as Fishlegs fires back a reply. "You don't know that. Maybe she'd be into you."

Hiccup stops outside their classroom. "There is no way that someone like Astrid would be in to someone like me. A girl like her dates popular guys like Snotlout or Eret."

Fishlegs frowns at him as he knows that his argument falls on deaf ears. "You don't know that for sure."

Hiccup twists the doorknob. "Can we talk about something else?"

The two friends enter into the classroom and make their way over to their usual seats. Midway back and over to the right, next to the window. Fishlegs plops himself down into his seat as he changes the subject. "You getting the new Dragon Age game?"

This is a conversation Hiccup doesn't mind having. Much better than his lack of a love life. "I was hoping to but I'll have to wait and see if I can scrounge some money together."

Hiccup sits down by his friend. Fishlegs knows that Hiccup could easily ask his father for the cash, seeing as their not hurting for money, but Hiccup has always been someone who likes to earn his own stuff and not live off others charity.

Hiccup searches through his books and pulls out a leather bound sketchbook and a pencil just as Mr. Edison, the math teacher, strolls in. Hiccup glances up at the teacher, just as a spit wad hits him in the cheek with a gross smack.

He recoils at the hit and wipes his cheek off as Eret starts to laugh on the other side of the room. "Alright class. Settle down." Mr. Edison wants to get everyone's attention before it gets out of control.

The class is a relatively normal class. Hiccup doesn't pay much attention as he begins to draw in his sketchbook. He's always been good at math as it comes easily to him. His sketch is really coming together. It's a female Viking warrior charging towards the viewer. He just needs to add the details.

"Mr. Haddock?" Hiccup glances up from his drawing to see Mr. Edison looking inquisitively at him.

He had obviously asked him a question that Hiccup hadn't heard at all. "Sorry, Mr. Edison, I didn't hear the question."

This response causes Mr. Edison to frown. "Pay more attention please. I asked for the answer of question 4."

Hiccup glances at the open scribbler on his desk before giving his answer. "X equals 26."

The rest of class was fairly uneventful. The closer to finishing his drawing that Hiccup got, the more the details he got on her, the more she looked like Astrid. Before he knew it, he was out of class and heading down the hallway.

Lunch time, but Hiccup isn't in the mood to eat. Fishlegs catches up to him. "Skipping lunch again?"

Hiccup glances at him. "Yeah. Gonna go work on Toothless some more. I've been neglecting him."

Fishlegs expected that answer. "You spend almost all your free time there."

Hiccup responds quickly "I need to be dedicated if I'm going to get him finished before the end of the school year."

Fishlegs bids him goodbye as Hiccup and him split paths, each heading in their own direction. Hiccup turns down another hallway towards the shop when he slams into someone, sending books clattering on the floor. Hiccup's eyes go wide as he drops down to pick up the person's books. "I'm so sorry. I should have watched where I was going. I'm such a…."

His words are lost as he looks up and sees that the person that he ran in to just so happens to be the girl of his dreams. He jumps back to his feet. "Astrid….Hi... Astrid….Hi Astrid."

He practically shoves her books in to her hands and takes off down the hall, leaving her standing there with an incredulous look on her face as she watches him leave.

Hiccup talks to himself as he enters the shop class. "Can't believe I just did that. So stupid of me. Why am I such a klutz?"

A coarse Scottish voice answer him. "Ye keep talking tae yersel' lik' that 'n' folk wull think ye'r crazy."

Hiccup waves to his mentor. "Hey Gobber."

Gobber nods at him. "'ere tae wirk oan yer car are ye."

Hiccup grabs his set of coveralls off of a hook on the wall that is near a car that is covered by a car cover. "Yeah. Well that is if you don't mind."

Gobber shakes his head. "Nae at al' Hiccup. Keeps ye oot o' trouble lik' yer faither wants."

Hiccup puts his arms through his coveralls and zips them up before walking over to the car cover. He gives is a firm pull revealing his car, Toothless. A beat up, rusty old 1967 Ford Mustang GT500. "When do I ever get in to trouble?"

Gobber puts a hand to his chin, acting like he's thinking hard. "Let's see… Ev'ry time ya touch something."

Hiccup grabs the latch on the hood and pops the hood. "Ha ha. Very funny."

Gobber speaks up about Hiccup's car. "Ah will ne'er understamd how Stoick let ye talk him in tae buying that heap."

Hiccup has obviously heard this before and has a comeback that he is adamant of. "Because this heap is better than every single vehicle in the school parking lot. No offence."

Gobber rolls his eyes. "None taken." Gobber allows Hiccup to get back to work as he retreats back in to his office.

Astrid is sitting down in the cafeteria with all her friends. The cool group. Heather, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Eret, Snotlout and a few of the football jocks. She eats in silence while other the others are chatting and joking. Eret, being the boisterous loud mouth he is shouts over to Astrid. "So Astrid. How about you and I go on a date this weekend?"

Astrid looks at him as she swallows her food. She was never impressed by Eret. He tried too hard to be cool and popular. She knows what her answer will be. "I don't…"

She's cut off by Ruffnut, "Astrid, can I talk to you? In private."

Astrid looks at her friend with a raised eyebrow and is unsure what her friend wants. "uhh. Sure."

Astrid slides her chair back and gets to her feet as Ruffnut grabs her arm and drags her away from the group, until they're out of ear shot. Ruffnut speaks urgently, "You need to go on that date with him."

Astrid frowns at her "Why?"

Ruffnut looks at her like she's crazy. "Your status could be on the line. What do you think he will tell everyone if you turn him down."

Astrid rolls her eyes. "I don't really care."

Ruffnut, concerned "You should. Remember what happened to Dagur after he turned down that date with Heather?"

Astrid knew about the story but she didn't believe it. Heather had asked Dagur on a date but he thought he deserved better and now he ate lunch alone and got the nickname, Dagur the Deranged. "You could do a lot worse Astrid. He's the captain of the football team. Any other girl would kill to be in your position."

Astrid looks her friend straight in the eyes. "Including you?"

Ruffnut averts her eyes. "Well…. Maybe a little."

Throughout the entire discussion, Fishlegs sat there and stared at the two girls. They never ventured over to this side of the lunch room. Ruffnut takes notice of the big nerdy blonde watching them and she turns her attention on to him, "Can we help you?"

Fishlegs eyes widen and he drops his gaze back down to his food and stares at it like it's the most interesting thing in the room. Astrid finally reaches her decision, "Fine, I'll go on the damn date."

Astrid and Ruffnut take their seats back at the table. Eret looks over at her, still waiting for her answer. Astrid clears her throat a little before she speaks, "I'll go on a date with you, Eret. Pick me up at 7 on Saturday."

Eret's face breaks into a smile. "Great!" His football jock buddies start to pat him on the back as if he just scored a touchdown.

Hiccup is bent over in the engine bay of Toothless. He stands up straight and rushes over to the driver door. He opens the door and sets himself in the seat. His fingers grasp the key and give it a twist. Toothless painfully turns over but refuses to start. Upon hearing the noise, Gobber returns to his doorway to watch Hiccup. "Tis ne'er going tae run. Th' motor is shot."

Hiccup looks up at Gobber. "Gotta have a little faith Gobber."

He turns the key again but gets the same result. The engine turns over but doesn't start. He hangs his head down near the steering wheel and whispers to Toothless. "Come on bud. I know you can do this."

He turns the key for the third time and gives the gas pedal a few pumps. The 428 cobra jet engine roars to life. Hiccup shouts in triumph, "Haha!"

He continues to prod the gas pedal as he revs the motor. The rumbling growl of the big block V-8 is music to his ears. He sits in the driver seat with a huge smile plastered on his face as he listens to Toothless idle and feels the car rumble beneath his finger tips on the steering wheel. He looks over to Gobber as he shuts the car off. "What'd I tell ya Gobber? Just need a little bit of faith."

"A'right a'right. Dont let it git tae yer heid." Gobber answers.

Fishlegs sits in class and it's already started. Hiccup is late which doesn't surprise his friend in the least bit. Hiccup never was known for being on time. The door opens and the English teacher, Mrs. Fernan puts her attention on the doorway as Hiccup slips in to the classroom. "Late again Mr. Haddock."

Hiccup looks at the floor as he walks towards his desk, mumbling a quick "sorry." As he passes by in front of her.

Fishlegs leans a little towards Hiccup and whispers to him. "What took you so long?"

Hiccup glances up at Mrs. Fernan to make sure they aren't caught. "I got a little carried away with Toothless. He's running."

Fishlegs can't contain his excitement as he speaks a little too loudly. "No way!"

Mrs. Fernan would have to be deaf not to have heard that. "Something wrong Mr. Ingerman?"

Yup she definitely caught him. Fishlegs stares at her dumbfound as his face starts to turn a deep shade of red. Everyone in class is looking at him and Fishlegs never did like being the center of attention. He nervously answers her, "no Mrs. Fernan. Nothing is wrong."

Mrs. Fernan doesn't skip a beat as she keeps drilling him. "okay. So I can expect no more interruptions?"

Fishlegs looks back at his books on his desk as he sinks down in to his seat, willing himself to disappear with no success. Hiccup in the meantime took out his sketchbook and started to doodle again. He draws a lake with a girl lying on a dock, lazily running her hand in the cool water as her hair is splayed out around her head across the wooden boards. She looks a lot like Astrid.

The rest of the day goes by fairly quick. No more mishaps and all kinds of stupid stuff from Eret and Snotlout. A very typical day. Hiccup decides to stay after and work on Toothless some more. The excitement of having him running is an exciting prospect that fuels his motivation. Getting the engine running was the first step. Next he had to do the body work and paint him. Hiccup shoves his books unceremoniously in his locker and shuts the door, maybe a little too hard. He turns around to head for the shop when he comes face to face with Fishlegs. He recoils back as nearly running head on in to the big blonde guy startles him. "Jesus Fishlegs. Don't sneak up on a guy like that."

Fishlegs smiles sheepishly, and apologizes in a squeaky low voice. "Sorry. I didn't mean to."

Hiccup frowns. "What's the matter Fish?"

Fishlegs eyes get wide as he tries to lie his way out of the situation. He doesn't want Hiccup to know about Astrid going on a date with Eret. The boy dreams of her every single day. "Nothing Hiccup. Nothing at all."

Hiccup rolls his eyes as he isn't convinced. "Last time you acted this way, you were trying to talking to your mom and trying to hide the fact that you ran over her prize rose bush with the lawnmower."

Fishlegs shakes his head, trying to find a way out of this mess. "It's nothing. Just….." He needs to think quick. Something that Hiccup will believe. "My parents are getting me an SUV this weekend." He blurts out.

Hiccup raises his eyebrows in surprise. "That's great news! Why are you so nervous about that?"

Fishlegs looks at him as if he can't believe what Hiccup is saying "It's an SUV. Everyone else is getting nice cars. Snotlout is getting that red Camaro."

Hiccup groans "Don't remind me."

Fishlegs continues "And I'm getting an SUV. Who wants to drive around in an SUV?"

Hiccup tries to calm down his friend. "Relax Fish. A lot of people will think your SUV is cool."

Fishleg lets out a sigh of relief. He averted this conversation successfully and didn't even need to lie, seeing as his parents were in fact buying him an SUV. Hiccup still doesn't know about Astrid and Eret. "I guess you're right Hiccup."

He raises an eyebrow in curiosity. "Are you staying after today?"

Hiccup looks around the emptying hallways "yeah. Gonna work on Toothless some more. You should probably go catch your bus."

They bid each other good bye and head their separate ways.

Astrid had stayed after for soccer practice. She couldn't wait for this cursed winter to be over, she was sick of having practice indoors. She wanted to feel the fresh air on her face as she played. Ruffnut and Heather were both on the team as well but Ruffnut had been suspended for fighting, in their last game and seeing that she's "not allowed to play in 5 games there's no point in going to practice." Astrid didn't agree with that point of view but she knew that her friend never changed her mind. Astrid felt good. She had worked up a good sweat and felt good about herself. She always prided herself with being the best at whatever she did and that included soccer. The last light skirmish of the practice was coming to an end as their coach, Cathy calls for a huddle. Astrid follows her team in as Cathy starts to give them a talk. "Good job today. Go home and take a break. I'll see you back here in a couple days."

The girls all start to break off, heading towards the locker room. Cathy singles Astrid out, "Good practice today Astrid."

Astrid's face turns in to a smile, "thanks coach." She follows her teammates in to the locker room.

Hiccup painstakingly sands some body fill that he put on Toothless. He didn't need much, just enough to smooth out some of his lines. He narrows his eyes as he is putting the final touches on it. He stands back and admires his work for a moment before he rolls him in to the paint booth for a coat of primer. Dressed in a white suit and a breathing mask, Hiccup begins the arduous task of applying primer to Toothless's body.

Hiccup steps out of the paint booth, having finished priming Toothless. He takes off the white coverall's and hangs up the breathing mask. Reaching in to his pocket, he takes out his phone and checks for messages. Three missed calls. All from Home. Hiccup chews on his bottom lip a little as he realizes that he is really in for it. He exhales loudly as he clicks the redial button and holds the cellphone up to his ear, listening to the ringing tone. Stoick's voice is gruff and sleepy sounding "Hello."

Hiccup nervously answers "Hey dad."

Those simple words are enough to wake up Stoick's tired voice. "Hiccup! Whaur th' hell urr ye? dae ye realize whit time it is? a've got wirk in the mornin' 'n' ye have me staying awake hauf th' night waiting fur ye."

Hiccup feels bad about it but there's nothing he can do about it now. "Sorry dad. I was working on Toothless and lost track of time."

"Ah dinnaet wantae hear it. Juist git home." Stoick growls.

Hiccup looks at his feet. "Alright dad. I'll be there in a few."

He hangs up his phone and returns it to his pocket. He knows that he hasn't heard the end of it.