the night was like almost any other in berk where dragons would come in and steal their livestock and any fish they have caught between raids. Stoick was still trying to get over the lost of his wife after one of the beasts broke in and kidnapped her to be taken back to their nest and be eaten, his 3 month old son hiccup, is lucky he wouldn't remember the death of his mother. Stoick's loss only added to the protection of hiccup and the hatred of the fire-breathing reptiles.

Hiccup was unlike the other infants his age, he was really quiet and preferred to be alone than roughhousing with the others and unusually calm during dragon raids. Though he never really got to remember valka you were still able to tell that he knew something was wrong. Stoick always had gobber babysitting him when he was out on chiefing duty or his uncle spitelout in the great hall during raids but if the raids didn't seem too bad he would leave him sleeping in his crib with a few warriors stationed around the house.

Unknown to the Vikings a small dragon hatchling made it's way into the large wooden structure, he was being taught by his elders how to survive in their lifestyle when it heard the small cries of something coming from the Viking nest. It scanned the room for the source of all the cries and noticed a small viking hatchling squirming around in it's curved rock slab. (logically toothless wouldn't know what a cradle is)

The small hatchling stopped crying once he was in it's sight and looked curious. The dragon was also curious but mostly wondering why it was alone. Was it abandoned? Did this hatchling have a parent and it was forgotten or lost in the battle?

Thing like that never happened back at his home, hatchlings always had at least one parent watching over them unless something happened to them, if that happened then the remaining dragon would have another babysit until the dragon comes back. Although there were cases where both parents were killed and other dragons had to take them in, if that was the case then the small dragon and human hatchling had more in common than expected, he never knew his parents and was raised by a family of zipplebacks.

The night fury hatchling jumped onto a table right next to the small hatchling's slab, the human tried grabbing at his snout but he pulled away every time it did. The hatchling started crying again so the dragon leaned in and nudged it's snout against it's small body, the human started squealing and laughing again but was soon interrupted by the floor and roof suddenly bursted into flames, the hatchling carefullysat on top of the human and covered it up with it's wings just in time before the building collapsed.

Stoick was almost there as he saw the wood gave out and the house collapse on itself, the dragons started leaving and villagers were already looking through the rubble for any signs of hiccup. They found his crib slightly charred and missing the legs to it with a small black dragon inside, when the dragon started waking up Stoick saw his son shifting beneath it.

"Good job Stoick, your son is only 3 months old and he already got laid...you should be expecting hybrids soon" ack joked. Others laughed until Stoick sent them a death glare, he then picked up the hatchling by the scruff. He never saw a dragon like it before and gobber would probably want to keep it to continue Bork's legacy with the Book of Dragons, hiccup's sudden crying took his attention away from the whimpering dragon and onto him. He was trying to reach the dragon in his other hand. Stoick hated to admit it but without that dragon hiccup would have surely been killed and the last he had of valka would have been destroyed. He moved the hatchling a little closer to his son so they could still play but the dragon wouldn't be able to get his claws on him. Many found it weird that he was letting a dragon that close to his son after what happened to valka and watched as Stoick headed over to the forge with hiccup in one hand and the dragon in the other.

"He's a real beauty, I'll tell ya that."

Gobber, berk's blacksmith and keeper of the 'most limbs lost in battle and still able to fight somehow' award, muttered. "I don't know why you let it anywhere near 'iccup after what happened to valka"

"As much as I hate to admit it gobber hiccup would have died if that dragon wasn't there, also, he would start cryin' even if they are separated for a few seconds."

Stoick pulled the two infants away from each other as an example and hiccup did indeed start pouting and the dragon started struggling to get back to him. Gobber didn't know how to react, here is the heir of berk and an unknown species of dragon trying to play together like siblings. "And to make sure.. You wanted the small cage for the dragon and not hiccup?"

Stoick didn't find the question amusing, just because hiccup had a knack for getting into trouble sometimes didn't mean they had to throw him into a cage. Gobber took the silence as a no. "And I would recommend getting rid of the dragon soon Stoick, don't want the village freaking out or hiccup getting too attached to it."

Stoick had to agree with that, if anyone was going to complain the first one was going to be the town hermit mildew but as for hiccup becoming attached to the dragon seems as a very likely possibility that is going to make everything a lot harder than it should be. Gobber handed him the small cage from when they would have to capture terrible terrors from the forest and Stoick had to set hiccup onto a chair to place the hatchling inside. Hiccup was confused on what was going on and remained quiet as the hatchling was frustrated on why it couldn't move as much as before, Stoick picked hiccup back up and set the cage on the chair and left with hiccup trying to reach the dragon from over his shoulder. He headed up to his brother's house and saw one of the other parents as well, Ingrid hofferson and of course spitelout was there and throwing some kind of play date.

"Let me guess Stoick, you're dropping off the little bugger."

Stoick moved over to a smal pile of wooden blocks and set hiccup down, it seemed to instantly take his mind off of the hatchling from earlier.

"Aye Spitelout, I'll come back for him at the end of the day"

With that Stoick walked out of the door carefully stepping around the other infants that were rolling around and trying to hurt each other. Gobber came in a few minutes later with the small dragon from the raid in a cage and had a small mussel keeping it's jaws shut. He set the cage down in front of hiccup and watched as the two started poking each other. The others seemed spooked and rushed over to there parents.

"Gobber! Why did you bring that thing in here!?" Spitelout boomed. Setting snotlout down on the chair he was sitting on and headed for the cage.

"The thing wouldn't stop making noise no matter what I did, figured to let 'iccup play with it to get it to be quiet."

Speaking of said heir, he was fiddling around with the lock as the dragon was trying to open it's mouth to lick him. The dragon was now clawing at the mussel while hiccup tried to show him the blocks by stacking them up in front of the cage, the dragon didn't seem very interested and continued to claw at the leather. Gobber slightly opened the cage door and took it off and the hatchling tried to get out but it was quickly shut, the dragon started whining loudly and Spitelout had Gobber take it back to the forge. Hiccup was pulled away so he couldn't chase after him, Ingrid left with her daughter sometime later so snotlout and hiccup ended up playing with blocks while trying to throw them at each other. Hiccup scurried off and into a empty basket after being hit, Spitelout got up from his chair and picked him up. He really hated babysitting Stoick's son because stuff like this happened every time.

"Snotlout, for the last time...just because your cousin is smaller than you doesn't mean you pick on him!"

He picked him up with his other arm, since hiccup was small he could still carry snotlout in the Same arm. He walked outside into the village, he was planning on leaving hiccup and snotlout with one of the families that were expecting soon to give them practice because he had to start helping rebuild berk soon. He walked onto the thorston's porch and knocked on the door, when it opened it was thistleface .

"Spitelout? I thought you were taking the day off.." She moved out of the way and invited him inside, hiccup kept moving around and watched as she closed the door.

"I figured since you were expecting to have yer own kids soon you should start with them."

Trestleface took the two infants from him and set them down on the floor carefully. Hiccup immediately crawled after the closed door and started reaching up for the handle, Spitelout picked him up he started squirming around and cried. Threstleface quickly took him as Spitelout Started walking out the door.

"Where are you going?!"

"I think I know why he's crying."

After a few minutes of waiting by the door she was about to assume that Spitelout just left her with the kids but he came in holding a cage with a dragon inside. She heard about that one, people are saying that it saved hiccup by covering him from the fire. The dragon was bouncing up and down and whining excited to see hiccup again and started rubbing up against the cage, hiccup returned the gesture by laughing and grabbing the dragon's snout playfully. Such a friendship was never heard of, it was probably enough to confuse the smartest Viking. Spitelout set the cage onto the floor and hesitantly opened the door, the two started playing together instantly while snotlout kept his distance. They've been playing for nearly half an hour and she spent her time playing with snotlout while keeping an eye on hiccup and the dragon. A large rumble interrupted all the activity going on and everyone was starring at the dragon, It whimpered and went back into it's cage with it's ears down.

"As long as that wasn't a growl you're not in trouble" she snapped her fingers and pointed to the table. "Here. Now."

The hatchling perked up and trotted over to the table and jumped on. Thistleface set hiccup and snotlout onto the table as well but when he was close to the dragon snotlout would back away, it was weird, snotlout seemed to have a fear of dragons but hiccup didn't. She started making something for them to eat and gave the black dragon a fish that was half it's size, it just starred at the fish blankly then looked back at her expectantly.

"Are you going to eat it?"

The dragon opened up it's mouth to show her a empty set of gums then tried biting the fish. No wonder no one ever saw a dragon like this one, it couldn't eat, she almost felt bad for it. She set down a small bowl of oatmeal for hiccup and another for snotlout, hiccup wasn't eating his and the dragon ended up getting to it.