Hey, guys! My first time actually getting out there and actually attempting something with my life. I'm choosing writing, just as an outlet. I'm not any good at it, never have been. There will be a lot of grammatical errors, I can guarantee that, but I'll try my best to avoid those.

This is my take on an AU of How To Train Your Dragon! I love it so much! Please enjoy, review, and have a good day. The story doesn't really have a set date, but I would place my best bet it would be around the mid-to-late 1800s. Think Victorian, steampunk era, many of those elements will be introduced next chapter, this one will just be a laid back introductory to the story.

It was like any other day, except it wasn't, it was her first day to learn about dragon hunting. Astrid sat down in the front of the classroom ready to learn, her dad always taught her that 'if the professor isn't spitting on you, you aren't close enough'. She pulled out her notebook, writing down stuff she already knew about dragons so that if the teacher asked anyone what they know, she'd be ready.

The grandfather clock ticks a little too loud for her, or maybe the classroom was a little too quiet. The professor hadn't shown up yet, then again class doesn't start for another ten minutes and it was only her and this other kid in the class, a boy who looks just as determined as she was, he too had his materials ready and looked to be jotting stuff down as well.

She couldn't see who he was from the angle he was at, but she swears she knew him from somewhere.

She smiled to herself, at least there weren't any slackers… yet. The Academy of Berk was an elite school, with only a select few of students able to attend. Astrid was able to make it in due to her aptitude for hunting.

And then there was dragon hunting... Now, that was a different level of strict, only six people make it into the class and those six are the best of the best that the town has to offer, dragon hunting was no walk in the park... these six kids have a future of protecting and obliterating the scum of the earth and sending them back to the depths of hell in which they came.

Obviously, she and the boy and the back had already snagged two of the six available spots, she could only imagine who else made it.

She hears the door open and sees two people walk in, she wouldn't be able to tell them apart if it weren't for their genders. Both were blond, lanky and tall, and like most siblings do, they were arguing about something.

"Hey!" the girl exclaimed, "I told you I wasn't going to be the only girl!" She snarked, looking over at her brother who just rolled his eyes.

The girl claimed the seat next to Astrid, while her brother shuffled somewhere towards the back. The girl extends a hand to Astrid, who looks at the girl baffled.

"I'm Ruff, well, actually Val, but my parents came up with Ruff and Tuff for me and my brother and it just kind of stuck with us, I'm pretty sure you can tell why..." Ruff smiled, a little too zealous for Astrid.

Astrid chuckled nervously and shook Ruff's hand.

"Astrid," she said simply, unsure of what else to say. She scratched her head nervously and went back to jotting stuff down. She looked back up at the clock, six more minutes.

The last two students came in with only a minute to spare, one was tall, muscular and nice looking in the face. Astrid felt her heart flutter a bit, but shook her head and firmly reprehended herself.

No, no time for relationships or any of that crap. This is the moment I've been waiting for my whole life, she thought her self, no time for fooling around.

But, Ruff leaned next to her and whispered, "I could make some sweet music to that" as the boy passed by, Astrid made a surprised giggle and the two girls laughed.

He ended up taking a seat next to Tuff and they seem to have bonded quickly or had already known each other, cause as the nice-faced boy had sat down, they fist bumped.

The kid following behind him was very unfortunate looking, to say the least. He was porky, with a round face and a mop of straw yellow hair on his head. Even though she thought he looked unfortunate, Astrid could've sworn she heard Ruff quietly purr when he passed by. He took a seat next to the boy who was early with her.

The clock read 0800, and the professor hobbled into the class. Everyone's eyes locked on the peg he had for one of his legs. The professor merely chuckled, placing a stack of books he was holding onto the desk in front of the room, gazing at his students.

He cleared his throat, "I'm Professor Goddard, but I'm know to most as 'Gobber' for many reasons, you can call me either," he started. He hobbled over to the blackboard, picking up a piece of a piece of chalk and messy writing "Dragon Basics" on the board, he turned.

"Welcome everyone, welcome to Dragon Training".