*Edited: 7/18/16

Chapter 1: Busy day, can't you see that?

A camera is turned on, showing a messy desk and paper covered walls. A computer screen is on, showing a black dragon with toxic green eyes among millions of icons. A yearbook is a open on the desk, face down, reading; Berk Public High School.

A sixteen year old boy walks in front of the camera and sits down. He's 5"6 with auburn hair and emerald green eyes. A mosaic of freckles covers his face, as well as a scar across his chin.

"Hey, uh, me," He said, awkwardly. "So, uh, today is, June sixteenth, and this is my time capsule message, to… the future me." He scratched his neck and took a breath. "This will be stored for… twenty-five years, when you, the future Harrison, or Hiccup, Henry Haddock the Third, will… I don't know, see how life turned out, I guess."

He tapped his leg with his fingers and looked at the floor, thinking of what to say. "Um, b-by now Dad is forty-five. So… Mom is… Mom is forty-three. But, I haven't seen her in, about five months. Um… what else?" He sighed, once again. "You're the clumsiest junior at Berk Public High School, but you're head of the Video Club, which is awesome." he said the last part with a small smile. "And, that-that's pretty much it." he clasped his hands together, before sitting up and walking behind the camera.

When the camera cut, it showed the top of the desk, covered in papers and books. "So, this is Casa de Hiccup…" he joked. "Where you spend most of your time-"

"Staring at the photo of Astrid Hofferson and doing nothing." A boy with black hair and pale skin said, taking the seat in front of Hiccup's computer, holding up said photo.

Hiccup sighed and rolled his eyes behind the camera. "This is Tommy, your typical annoying brother." he said.

Tommy nodded and smirked. "Respect to you too, bro." he shut the book, his finger still holding the page, and swiveled himself in the chair.

"By the time you see this, Tommy's gonna be living in a state pen." he joked, pointing the camera at his younger sibling.

Tommy stood and started walking towards the door. "Heh, nope." he said, popping the 'p'. "I will be playing lead guitar to hundreds of fans in Madison Square Garden. But you, will be stuck right here, moaning over her." He made a pouting face, opening the page back up to the photo of the golden blonde.

Hiccup cut the recording and snatched the book from his brother, throwing it onto the bed and walking down stairs. Once he reached the bottom, his dad, Stoick Vast Haddock, was sipping his coffee. He switched his camera back on, and pointed it at his dad. "This is Dad. He's vice principal at BPHS… which is not the best situation for me." he muttered the last part so Stoick wouldn't hear. But the muscular, red bearded man didn't seem to notice anything. "Dad?"

Stoick continued to read, not looking up. "Hiccup, not now, I'm having breakfast here." He stood, placing his cup in the sink. "Tommy, I am leaving in five, ready or not." he said, raising his voice to be heard upstairs.

"Relax!" Tommy yelled.

"Want to say something to the future you, Dad?""Hiccup asked, pointing the camera at his father.

Stoick looked up and sighed. "Not now, Hiccup, okay? Busy day, can't you see that?" he said, picking up his plate and placing that in the sink as well.

"Dad, you're the one who wanted these, these video-time-capsule clips in the first place." Hiccup pointed out, not lowering the camera.

Stoick ignores the comment all together and looked at the TV, arms crossed. "The weather's gonna kill the graduation ceremony. Maybe we should postpone it." he thought aloud.

Hiccup let out a breath and turned off the camera. "Or you could just ignore me. Like every other day of my life." He grabbed his bag off the chair and threw it over his shoulder, walking towards the door, camera in hand.

Tommy raced out the door and past both Hiccup and Stoick in his attempts to get outside. He took a camera out of his bag and opened it, before swinging his bag back on and opening the camera. "Okay. Time-capsule video, number two." he said, clearing his throat. "What kind of man am I?"

"You're not a man, yet!" Stoick called, walking towards the car, box in arms.

Tommy ignored him and continued. "Well, that's a hard question to answer. I mean, how do you describe perfection?" he finished with a smirk.

Hiccup walked out, looking at Tommy, confused. "I thought you already recorded your message." he said, walking towards the garage.

"I did, but then I remembered I look way better in morning light." he said, fixing his hair and turning the camera to Stoick, who was putting boxes in the trunk of the black car. "Lift with your legs, Dad!" he called.

Stoick picked up the second last box up and walked over to load it into the car. "Come on, I could use some help."

Tommy made a hissing noise and made a 'too bad' face. "Man, wish I could. But I have that running injury with my… back."

Stoick sighed as he lifted the last box into the car. "You get all that?" he asked. Tommy nodded, and Stoick closed the trunk. "Good, get in." He said walking to the driver's side door and opening it.

"Shotgun!" Tommy called, racing to the car.

"I'm taking my bike." Hiccup said, walking his bike down the driveway.

Tommy looked at his brother. "Dude, chill. If you want shotgun just take it."

Stoick walked over to Hiccup, stopping him from going out onto the road. "Look, I'm sorry about earlier. With the storm, the graduation, I-I've got a lot on my plate."

Hiccup sighed in annoyance, turning to face his dad. "I know. It's always something. I'm used to it."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means, you're ignoring me or you're on my case!"

"That's not true."

"If it's not my room, i-it's my grades, or the stupid time capsule, which I'm working my ass of trying to get done-"

"Hiccup-"

"No. What's the point? Nothing's ever good enough for you."

"Stop, let's talk about this."

"No. Busy day, Dad. Can't you see that?" Hiccup said sarcastically, hopping on his bike and riding down the road.

Tommy whistled as Stoick watched sadly as his son rode off. He pointed the camera back at his dad. "Dad. Dad. Right now, don't even think about it before you answer, just blurt it out… Who is your favourite son?"

Stoick rolled his eyes. "Get in the car."

…

Hiccup arrived at the school 2 minutes after his father and brother. He walked his bike to the bike racks. Seconds after parking his bike, a soccer ball flew at him, hitting him square in the head and knocking him down. He groaned as he heard the familiar laughter of, none other than, his cousin Scott Jorgenson. Scott was a jock with an ultra sized ego and a joy of picking on Hiccup. Hiccup could barely remember a day when Scott actually acted like a cousin.

"Woah! Sorry there cuz!" Scott said, running past him to grab the ball.

"Thanks." Hiccup said, sarcastically.

"It's really not my fault, I mean, you're just an accident waiting to happen!" He laughed, throwing the ball at the back of Hiccup's head. "A hiccup." he spat the last part, and ran to join his friends.

Hiccup stood, taking his camera out of his bag checking for damage from the fall. He saw nothing, except for low battery. He sighed and looked for his Dad's car that had all the cameras and batteries for the graduation. He walked to the car, where Tommy was fiddling with a tripod.

"Hey," he said, approaching slowly.

"Hey," Tommy replied.

Hiccup grabbed a battery from the car and slid it in the slot in the camera. "Did you get the last of the interviews?" he asked.

Tommy shook his head. "Nah, still got a few more to do."

Hiccup turned around and looked at the school to see his dad, and Principle Grayson, arguing. He opened his camera, not willing to miss it. "There's Dad taking shit from Gobber for a change." Gobber, or Principle Grayson, was a friend of Stoick growing up, but also happened to be his boss.

"Oh, I got a nice shot of Trey falling off a lunch table on top of his sister." Tommy said, showing Hiccup the camera.

On said camera, a long haired blonde boy was standing on a lunch table, doing who knows what, when he walked backwards off the end and landed on top of a long haired blonde girl. Trey and Renée Thorson were daredevils, doing crazy stunts, pranks and dares all the time. And this was another stupid dare gone wrong.

"Tommy, cut it out." Hiccup said, lowering the camera. "We need to start editing right after graduation. Dad wants the clips online by the end of the week."

Tommy shrugged. "What's the point of a video time capsule anyway? Video might not even exist in twenty five years."

Hiccup looked at him like he had turned green. "What?" He shook his head. "Let's just finish this, okay?"

Tommy sighed. "Fine." He looked up at the clouds, then back at his camera. "Did you see the weather report? There's supposed to be a big storm coming. Maybe it'll cancel the whole… woah, there's your girl!" He raised his camera and zoomed in on a blonde haired blue eyed girl who was talking with a teacher.

"If I don't get it by the end of the day you won't get the internship. Simple as that." The teacher said and walked away. Astrid ran a hand through her hair before grabbing her bag and walking into the school.

"Dude, now's your chance!" Tommy said, nudging Hiccup and pointing over at the girl. "Vulnerable girl, comforting guy, right?" he added with a smirk. "Just talk to her and see if she's okay."

Hiccup shook his head, blushing slightly. "We have work to do." he said, putting the still recording camera on the tripod.

"Horseshit. Come on." Tommy complained.

"I need to get the last of the interviews, and Dad's, like-"

"Hic-"

"-on my case about it."

"Hiccup!" Tommy partially yelled. "Screw Dad. Go do something for yourself for once." Hiccup looked at the doors to the school, hesitantly. "Bro, I am literally begging you. Just go talk to her."

Hiccup looked up. "Okay." he said hesitantly.

Tommy smirked. "Yeah?"

"Stop." Hiccup gave him a playful shove and walked towards the doors.

"Have fun!" Tommy called before chuckling. "He's really doing it! I gotta film this train wreck!" he said, grabbing the camera and taking it off the tripod. He then stood just outside one of the doors to the library, watching, and filming, as his brother walked towards his long time crush. "And he's pulling into the station."

"H-hey, Astrid." Hiccup stuttered.

Astrid looked up and sighed. "Hey." she said in a sarcastic tone, clearly annoyed.

"It's Hiccup." he said, hesitantly.

Astrid looked at him. "Yeah, I know."

Hiccup mentally face palmed. Of course she knew that. Sure, she hasn't talked to me in years but I'm the biggest joke in the school.

Tommy laughed quietly. "Strike one."

"A-Are you okay?" Hiccup asked. "I saw you outside with Miss Blaskey…"

Astrid sighed, looking at her open laptop. "Right." She let out a breath. "I had an apprenticeship, and it had to be submitted by the weekend. Miss Blaskey checked it for me and it's just completely corrupted!" She ran her hands through her hair. "I don't know what happened to it! It was fine yesterday!" she smacked the table with her fist, startling Hiccup, Tommy and almost everyone else in the room.

"Yeah, y-yeah, that's toast. W-What was it about?" Hiccup stuttered.

"The abandoned factory on Garner."

"The paper mill?"

"Yeah." She looked from her computer screen to Hiccup, who was now sitting in the chair next to her. "When they shut it down, the state never paid for an official cleanup. So there's all these chemicals and hazardous waste sitting there… contaminating the sail and probably running off into the town's water supply." She looked back at Hiccup, who was giving her a curious look. "That's what the film's about."

"Come on! Pretend to be interested!" Tommy whispered from the doorway.

Astrid sighed leaning back in her chair. "So, I'm screwed."

"Come on man, take a swing!" Tommy muttered.

"So," Hiccup started. "You're really into all this environmental stuff, huh?"

Tommy groaned. "Come on dude, just ask her out!"

"Gotta take care of the planet, right?" Astrid asked.

"Or else, the planet will take care of us, r-right?" Hiccup joked.

Tommy rolled his eyes. "That was awkward."

Astrid let out a small laugh. "Yeah. Well, some of us care or-"

"No, no I-I'm sorry." Hiccup apologised. "I-it's just, you always seemed to be more of a 'sports girl'."

"Hey, I prefer grass over turf any day." she pointed out.

"Well, I could help. I have all these camera's and this editing software and…"

Astird looked at him, eyes hopeful. "Really?"

"Yeah. Th-this will be easy, we can re-shoot this."

"It'd have to be today."

"T-today?"

That's when realisation hit her. "Oh, you're filming the graduation, no-"

"No no no, it's fine! No, Tommy, he's good with this stuff too. He can handle the graduation." he reassured.

Tommy's mouth fell open. "No way."

"He can film it."

"Really?" Astrid asked.

"It's not a problem." Hiccup clarified.

"Yes it's a problem!" Tommy hissed.

"You're sure?" Astrid asked, hopeful eyes.

Hiccup nodded. "Yeah."

Astrid let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. "Thank you so much! You have no idea what this means for me!" she exclaimed.

Hiccup smiled and stood. "Yeah, it's fine."

Astrid packed her stuff in her bag and stood. "Thank you."

"So, I'll see you later?"

She nodded. "Yeah. Thank you." she smiled and left for her class.

"This is so not cool." Tommy muttered before walking into the library. "You are kidding me!" he yelled, getting shushed a few times.

Hiccup looked at him. "W-what are you doing?" he asked walking over.

"You're seriously skipping out on the ceremony?" Tommy asked in disbelief. He was usually the one to ditch stuff like this, not Hiccup.

Hiccup nodded. "Yeah, you said do something for yourself, so, I'm doing something for myself."

"And leaving me to do all the filming?" he asked, annoyed.

"You can handle it." Hiccup looked at him. "Right?"

"Y-yes." Tommy said slowly, unsure if he was right. "Yeah. Yeah. Totally. Hey, you go for it bro."

"Come on, let's get the last interviews." he said, hauling Tommy out of the library.

-TBBG