Hey guys! I know how much Christmas means to each and every one of you, so this is a very special fan fiction. I wrote with a pillow of Hiccup and Toothless-the small one-on my head. so it will be filled with the hearts of both of them.

Hiccup had known people who called him useless. Even Fishlegs had called himself and Hiccup losers. He was tired of it. He only knew one person who hadn't. Toothless-and Camicazi. It was Yuletide, and everyone was in a bustle. Camicazi was hanging up mistletoe-the Bog-Burglars had a sufficient supply of it. Hiccup and Toothless were walking about, sorting out arguments between different vikings. In fact, he had just been under the mistletoe with his two best friends because Fishlegs was trying to get Barbara to kiss him, and Camicazi didn't really agree with that predicament-especially because that meant she had to stand around them while she tried to reach the ceiling of the great hall. Camicazi didn't like love very much. Hiccup wanted to talk to her, but when he saw she was right under the mistletoe, he felt weak. He knew he didn't have to kiss his best friend, but it was really just the thought. Stoick saw his son standing awkwardly and what he was staring at.

"Go for it, son." he said, pushing Hiccup towards the blonde little Bog-Burglar. Camicazi grinned at him and looked up.

"Yes, Hiccup?"