This is a new story, requested by freyathefearless, guest. :D Thanks, freya, for requesting this, and thanks for being patient! On with the story! :D

"What is the class of a Deadly Nadder, team Fishstrid," said Hiccup.

"Tracker, formerly Sharp," said Astrid.

"Correct, five points," said Hiccup, adding five tally marks to the board behind him. "Okay, what is the shot limit of a Monstrous Nightmare, team Snotnuts."

"Three," said Snotlout.

"Five," said Tuffnut.

"Seven," said Ruffnut.

"Incorrect, the answer is ten," said Hiccup. "Three points."

"Well who made you the head of the dragon academy?" said Tuffnut.

"Stoick," said Astrid.

"Moving on," said Hiccup. "Team Fishstrid; name one of the Changewing's special abilities."

"Camouflage," said Fishlegs.

"And acid spitting," said Astrid.

"Correct," said Hiccup. "Five points. That makes one hundred seventeen for team Fishstrid, and ten for team Snotnuts."

"And they started with ten!" Astrid laughed.

"Yeah, well, welcome to loserville!" said Tuffnut. "Wait...what team am I on?"

"Guys..." Hiccup groaned. "Don't do this again."

"Are we done training?" said Ruffnut eagerly.

"We just started training, guys," said Hiccup.

"Okay, great, see you tomorrow!" said Ruffnut. Then, she, Tuffnut and Snotlout jumped on their dragons, and left the academy.

"GUYS!" Hiccup shouted, but they either couldn't hear him, or ignored him when they did. Hiccup sighed. "Just another-" he sighed, "-fun day on Berk..." he mumbled.

"Nothing unusual here," said Fishlegs.

"They'll be back," said Astrid. "They always are."

"But that's not the problem, Astrid," said Hiccup. "If we can't depend on them in training how can we possibly depend on them, the next time we run into Alvin?"

She stopped. "I don't know," she admitted. "I suppose we can't."

"Precisely," said Hiccup. "Their stupidity makes them blind to what's important. If Dagur attacks, we're going to need all the riders we can get."

"Oh," said Astrid. "There was...um...something I was meaning to tell you earlier, but then we started training, and I kind of forgot about it."

Hiccup looked at her expectantly.

"My Mom is pregnant," said Astrid. "I'm going to be a big sister."

"Really!?" Hiccup asked. Astrid nodded. "THAT'S AWESOME!" he shouted.

"That's incredible!" said Fishlegs.

"I know!" said Astrid. "I'm so excited about it, but I just don't know how I should act exactly. I'm just so used to being an only child, for fifteen years..."

"You'll do great," said Hiccup. "I still think it's amazing. I can see it now. I bet she'll look just like you."

"She'll?" said Astrid. "We don't know if it's a boy or a girl."

"It'll be a girl," said Hiccup. "What's your predicament?"

"No idea," said Astrid. "And how do you sound so certain about it?"

Hiccup shrugged. "Absolutely no idea," he said. "I think it'll be a girl."

"You said think that time," said Astrid.

"What do you think, Fishlegs?" said Hiccup. "Boy or girl?"

"I'm going to have to say boy," said Fishlegs. "Why are we doing this again?"

"Because it's fun," said Astrid. "I'm with Fishlegs; boy."

"Girl," said Hiccup.

"Whatever, Haddock," said Astrid. "She's going to be my younger sibling, remember."

"You said she's."

"Shut up."

Hiccup put his hands up in surrender. "I'm justsayin'."

"Boy," said Astrid.

"Girl," said Hiccup.

"Are you guys seriously arguing about this?" said Fishlegs.
"No," said Astrid and Hiccup in unison. Fishlegs put his hands up, deciding no longer to get involved, mounted Meatlung, and then headed off.

"Girl," Hiccup whispered to Astrid.

"Boy," said Astrid.

...

It was a girl.

Of course, as soon as Astrid told Hiccup two days after the baby's birth, he had gone on about "I told you it was a girl!" or "I was right!", which both earned a good punch on the shoulder from Astrid. But she was beaming the entire time. She was a big sister now.

"So...what have you guys decided to name her?" Hiccup asked her when he and she were saddling their dragons at the academy one evening.

"My parents haven't decided yet," said Astrid, dusting Stormfly's saddle off a bit, even though it didn't need it. "We're thinking something along the lines of Amber."

"Amber, huh?" said Hiccup, tightening the strap that held Toothless' saddle on his back. "That's a pretty name."

"Well, it's either that, or Avril," said Astrid. "If you were to pick one or the other, which would it be?"

"Um...I dunno," said Hiccup, tugging gently at Toothless' saddle to make sure it was securely fastened. "Avril's pretty, but so is Amber...I guess I would have to say Avril, if I'm completely honest with myself."

"Yeah, that's kind of what we're leaning towards," said Astrid.

"Avril Hofferson," said Hiccup. "Ha, I like it. What about a middle name?"

"We're thinking that whichever name we pick, the other one will be the middle name," said Astrid. "So it's either Avril Amber Hofferson, or Amber Avril Hofferson."

"Tricky," said Hiccup. "Picking which one, I mean."

"Ahh, it's not too bad," said Astrid. "Besides, it's worth it."

"Congrats, by the way," said Hiccup, stepping back to look at his work with the saddle. He made a frame with his fingers, and squinted. "On becoming a big sister, I mean," he said, lowering his hands and turning around to face Astrid. "I'm happy for you."

"Oh, well, thanks," said Astrid. "Are we going to let her have a place in the academy when she gets older?"

"I don't see why not," said Hiccup. "That'd be cool, actually. Another Hofferson in the Dragon Training academy." He drew his dagger, knelt down in front of Toothless and started cutting off some of the extra straps that the saddle didn't need.

"Yeah, I guess it would be," said Astrid. "When she's older, though."

"Precisely," said Hiccup, standing back up and sheathing his dagger. "Can't have another Gustav happen."

"Oh tell me about it," said Astrid. "But I doubt she'll be that annoying."

"Yeah, me too," said Hiccup. "She's a Hofferson, after all. So...when you figure out which name you and your family pick, tell me, okay? I still think I like Avril Amber Hofferson better in my own personal opinion, but they're both beautiful names, so really, it doesn't matter which one you pick. Amber Avril or Avril Amber."

"Thanks," said Astrid. "I'm counting on it being Avril."

"Me too," said Hiccup.