Year 2032, Lucky Cat Café, San Fransokyo, USA

''This cannot be happening."

''But it can and it does."

''This is impossible. No way."

''It is possible as it has happened, so deal with it."

''But I… I did everything to not mess up the timeline, and you are telling me that I changed something either way?!" exclaimed Hiro, a panic-like emotion evident on his features.

Fred, Honey, Wasabi and Gogo shared a look, the latter rolling her eyes and zooming on the face of 'Odin' on the painting of Fiske Ingerman, as she once again held her phone close in front of the young genius. Said boy wanted to deny that the figure on the screen of the device beared any kind of resemblance to him, but to no avail; it was clearly him, in his white Viking clothes, shaking hands with Hiccup.

''Well, you weren't careful enough then." shrugged Gogo nonchalantly, as she sat back on her chair and pocketed her phone.

''I can't believe this…" began Hiro with downcast eyes, before realizing something."Wait, how did you guys even find it in the first place?"

The answer was pretty obvious when Honey, Gogo and Fred looked at Wasabi, who wanted nothing but to disappear when the 14-year-old's questioning gaze found him. He was pretty confident about his motives about the whole deal, and he knew that he didn't do anything wrong perse, but the boy's strict gaze made him sweat. It was a well-known fact that Wasabi was the worst at keeping secrets in the group since it was so easy to make him nervous and spill. Even Honey Lemon managed to successfully keep things from time to time, and considering how innocent she really was, it's saying something.

''You see, little man…" began the Afro-American teen sheepishly ''I was just searching around this and that about Vikings, and I may have just stumbled upon that painting…"

Hiro was not satisfied.

''And may I ask, why did you exactly 'search around this and that'?" his voice was sharp and suspicious. Honey and Fred looked at their friend worriedly, while Gogo raised an eyebrow on the little Hamada's tone.

''I-I just…" began Wasabi, before sighing in resignation. ''I just wanted us to be prepared for when you need our help."

''How do you know that I would need help at all? Not that I don't appreciate you guys caring, but I can handle everything just fine. You should know that." stated Hiro stubbornly as he crossed his arms. His friends' faith in him was just simply flattering.

Upon hearing Hiro's statement, Honey and Wasabi flinched slightly while Gogo not-so subtly snorted.

''We know that you are trying Hiro,'' began Honey in a soft voice ''-but we can't help worrying. If something happens to you, we wouldn't be able to help you in any way.''

''Yeah, it would totally be like a bad comic." piped up Fred for the first time, receiving questioning looks. Seeing that, he shifted in his seat and cleared his throat.

''There are bad comics and good comics. Most are good and like, mega cool, but there are bad ones too. The difference between them is the ending. The good comics have a satisfying ending where the good guys survive and win, and if they somehow die, they die a heroic death. The bad ones on the other hand… their ending is inconsistent, the main hero usually dies a meaningless death, since it is always obvious that they could have been saved in some way. It leaves the reader frustrated, since most of those bad comics had potential, and their ending ruined it." explained Fred.

''Just get to the point." prompted Gogo impatiently.

''I was getting there!'' exclaimed Fred while sending a glare to the annoyed woman, before turning back to Hiro. ''Your story is something the big comic making companies would kill for. It has action, lovable characters, heart, tragic death, cute robots and even more action! But if you went back and fought something dangerous, like an enemy Viking army or a wild Dragon that threatens the friendly vikings, your story could end with a death that could have been avoided if you had proper backup. Us acting like powerful viking gods with you, which by the way is the highlight of my life, to explain our sudden appearance is just a clever addition to our master plan."

After Fred ended his lengthy and surprisingly metaphoric explanation, even Gogo looked at him in surprise. It was rare that what Fred said didn't end up with some over the top, crazy idea, and it was honestly beautiful to see the laid-back young man talk sense in his own geeky way. They would definitely savor and remember it later, when Hiro stopped being a reckless, stubborn kid.

And said kid was beginning to feel really hurt as he started to realize what was going on.

''Why is it the first thing you guys focus on is the danger?"

His response was silence and looks of worry. This was the last straw for Hiro.

''You guys seriously not trust me enough in this!?"

''Retard."

The answer made the already thick with tension air run cold as Hiro, Honey, Wasabi and Fred looked up at the unfazed Gogo in shock. Hiro because he expected denial and excuses, not an insult, and the other three, because Holy moly, what was she doing?!

Gogo ignored their looks, cracked her knuckles and looked Hiro straight in the eye.

''Now listen here you dimwit. I will tell you this once, so you better listen to everything I say, and listen well. We trust you with our lives, but this debate or whatever this had evolved to is not about us not trusting you, it's about you not trusting us." told Gogo with a deadly serious voice.

''What are you-'' tried to cut in Hiro, but Ethel was just beginning.

''Remember the lunatic trapper guy? The one we couldn't find for weeks and then we got lucky enough to discover where he operates? The one with the scary old warehouse that was actually missing from every database of the city?"

Hiro could only nod. It was one of the first real mission of theirs after they began doing superhero work regularly, and it already was extremely hard. The guy was basically an art crazed psychopath, who claimed that his 'art' lied in the pain of others. He found the beauty of suffering, quote on quote: 'when the unsuspecting actor meets their fate under the glamour of the night'. This was a fancy way of saying that he trapped innocent people and watched as they suffered from its torture. To make things harder, while the guy was setting up traps all around the city, he continuously wore some kind of EMP device, making Baymax and almost all their stuff either useless or barely functioning. Their luck came when the trapper accidentally activated his own trap while he was still near, and it made the EMP stop functioning for an entire minute, which was enough for Baymax to reboot and do a scan of the culprit. After that, it was a cakewalk to find him.

''We were at the door of that warehouse, and what was the first thing you, our team leader, decide on?" asked Gogo expectantly.

Hiro actually thought back. It had been a quick decision he had to make, but he remembers every detail clearly.

''To not go in because the building was unknown to us and the trapper probably rigged every corner of it." replied Hiro lowly.

''And what did we do instead? Left an anonymous tip for the FBI that one of their most searched criminal was here, which resulted in a huge raid by the authorities. Did anyone get hurt, much less die that day?"

Hiro slowly started to piece together what Gogo was getting at.

''No one."

''Exactly. No casualties at all, because you decided that it wasn't worth risking our lives by going into an unknown building filled with traps. Now tell me, did any of us even remotely suggest that you decided on going to the authorities, because you couldn't trust us and our skills?"

Hiro didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at his friends in question who were watching the exchange quietly, praying that Gogo knows what she was doing. They actually feared the day when Hiro's natural stubborness and Ethel's spitfire personality clashed, but so far there haven't been any verbal or actual 'clashing'. Now they just had to cross their fingers that the rest of the conversation will be like this and Hiro finally understands their motives soon, before his opponent gets too annoyed.

The boy in the mean time has realized what was Gogo's point. Nobody questioned his decision or tried to interpret in a way that would have antagonized Hiro. They were all understanding and trusted the boy when he told them not to enter. In the end, Hiro's decision was the one that caught the trapper and ended the long weeks of investigating and saving people from the lunatic's trap. They even gave most of the credit to him, and genuinely congratulated him later.

With a resigned sigh, Hiro relaxed his shoulders and buried his face in his hands.

''No…"

''And how is that situation any different than the current one?"

''It isn't…"

After Hiro's last answer, Gogo stopped talking and watched as the young Hamada rubbed his eyes tiredly. When he finally did unbury his face and laid his hands down on the table without looking up, everyone at the table relaxed. It was one of the biggest signs that Hiro has finished arguing and finally let rationality take the wheel.

Gogo wasn't finished though, but instead of the scolding and challenging tone, she opted a much softer one that she would definitely deny it ever happened if someone mentioned it later.

''Listen Hiro…"

She certainly got the boy's (and the table's) attention once again.

''…I have never said anything like it and will probably never will, but… Fred is right. Your story has many more unfinished chapters, don't let it become a 'bad comic'. Because if it does, there won't be any frustration from the 'readers', but grief and sadness." continued Gogo, making Hiro bite his lip as he considered her words.

''Think about Aunt Cass too. She would be totally devastated if something happened to you and she would never even know where his only family has gone or what happened to him." added Wasabi helpfully, earning nods from the others.

Aunt Cass. Using her was a really dirty move from their part, but Hiro couldn't help but agree with them. In his haste to build the time machine, help Hiccup and company, and discover the past, he forgot that his aunt was in the illusion that he was hanging out with his friends. To worsen the situation, she actually looked happy when he supposedly was 'socializing' with other, good people for a change.

It was sickening.

The bot fighter Hiro would have just shrugged and said something along the lines of 'what she doesn't know won't hurt her'. But a lot of things happened since and now he understands how bad this actually sounded. Don't get him wrong, he is still the same old Hiro, but he finally got his priorities straight, and therefore he couldn't help but grimace every time he sees and hears just how happy Aunt Cass is after he tells her that he is 'hanging out' with his friends.

''I am a giant hypocrite, aren't I?" asked Hiro, finally looking up to face his friends, who were surprisingly patient with him. Said bunch of teens cracked some lopsided smile.

''That you are.''

''Everyone makes mistakes, you do too."

''We wouldn't have it any other way."

''Finally, you talk some sense."

The boy let out a chuckle while shaking his head in an amused way. He now wanted to apologize, and would have found the words and managed to actually say them, had it not been for the shrill cry that shook the entire café.

''HIRO LAURENCE HAMADA!"

At least the café was yet to be opened, so only the already present helpers and the five teens were scared to another dimension. Fred was so spooked, he managed to fall over with his chair. The rest of them snapped their wide-eyed look towards the door to the Hamada household. And quite a spectacle was at the door.

There was Aunt Cass, looking like she was at the edge of getting a panic attack, holding a plate of donuts in one hand, and Baymax's fluffy, flour coated hand in the other with the rest of the robot in an askew position behind, pointing out the fact that he was dragged there by force.

The teens looked at Cass, then to Baymax who tilted his head innocently.

''Hello, everyone. It seems that Aunt Cass is experiencing high blood pressure, quick breathing, and an increased heart rate. Common analysis. Diagnosis: Shock. It seems that my appearance next to the oven and the plate of donuts resulted in the symptoms. " said the robot ever so innocently.

''I didn't understand half of what he said, but he's completely right, and you, young man, have a lot of explaining to do." replied the Aunt while holding up the plate and Baymax's hand even higher.

''Now."

How could somebody sound pissed yet act very differently is a mystery to Hiro, but he has already got the 'Laurence treatment' numerous times before, and he knew that telling the entire truth is the only way to satisfy Aunt Cass. The difference now that he didn't actually do anything wrong, quite the contrary if he does says so himself.

''What? You don't like the surprise? I thought you would have liked the breakfast I made for you." asked Hiro innocently while turning his whole body towards his aunt.

''B-breakfast?! You mean, these donuts… you made them?"

''Yep, this morning actually. Woke up earlier so I was a bit tired, but I think they ended up pretty good."

''You? Woke up earlier? Wait." kept asking Cass before looking back at the plate of pastry, then back to his nephew.''Since when do you know how to bake?"

Hiro snorted.

''Please, I have been watching you and 'Dashi make them for almost 15 years and you expect me not to learn any of it?'' asked the boy with a satisfied smirk as he watched Aunt Cass lower her arms while her clueless face watched her amazing nephew.

''And Baymax…?"

''Right, Baymax?" replied Hiro while looking at his robot. All eyes were on the marshmallow after that.

''I have noticed Hiro's neurotransmitter levels being extremely high while he was 'baking'. I deemed this a good way to become a better healthcare companion, so I asked Hiro for the required ingredients and decided to practice the activity for later use. I am sorry if I have caused any distress."

Bless his chips and programming.

''But… why? You only do things like this on my birthday, which is… pretty far. Is there something I'm forgetting?" there were no emotion left on her face and voice besides pure confusion. The kind of confusion where the person doesn't even want to puzzle it together anymore, they just want to finally know.

''Simple.'' shrugged Hiro nonchalantly. ''I had a great morning, Baymax gave me a wake up message that made me think of a lot of things and I decided that it was time that I gave something special to my mother."

He said the sentence so easily and so full of confidence, Cass couldn't even comprehend it. She just stood idly with the plate of donuts in her hands as she looked at her amazing nephew with a slightly agape mouth.

Hiro, seeing how much he managed to paralyze his aunt/mom, rolled his eyes, stood up and opened his arms wide.

''I suppose a 'last hug' is in order."

It is amazing how someone like her could move so fast. The donuts found themselves immediately discarded on top of the nearest surface, while Hiro found his arms full of Cass, and by the way she was trembling, an emotional one too.

He did not hesitate to reciprocate the hug.

The young Hamada heard someone unlocking their phone, and by the length of the code and the speed of the unlock, it must have been Honey Lemon. Hiro knew what was to come, but for once, he didn't care. He let her take those photos, and didn't care for the teasing he will surely get later.

''You… you got my message?" asked Aunt Cass with a barely audible voice without disconnecting the hug.

''You recorded it with Baymax and gave him specific instructions. You expected him to forget or something?" asked Hiro with a small chuckle. His voice was full of joy and something akin to love, but only Aunt Cass heard him, and she heard him well.

''Maybe?... I don't know, the big guy is still a mystery to me."

The small family of two laughed together happily as they ended the hug, though the mother of the relationship (it was still exciting to think about that) kept her hands on the other's shoulders.

''I don't know what came over me yesterday, it was just something that felt like needed to get off my chest." admitted Aunt Cass, while looking down.

Hiro shrugged.

''I can understand that. Though why you felt like I didn't view you as my mom is something I cannot. I don't remember my parents at all, and Tadashi was an overprotective brother. You were the only parent figure I really had."

''I know that… I just… I guess I always had this little doubt in the back of my head… I don't know, it feels stupid now." admitted Cass with a sigh.

'You said 'I don't know' three sentences in a row. That's quite a streak, but it shows just who has the brains in the family." retorted Hiro slyly with a wink.

At first Aunt Cass was confused by the sudden change in tone and topic, but pretty soon she noticed Hiro's eyes stealing a glance towards his right. She did too and saw the boy's friends at one of the table of the café watching them with great interest and she immediately got the unsaid message. Hiro probably wanted to do these conversations more privately, which she understood and agreed with. So she decided to play along for now.

''Well, well, well, somebody is feeling sassy this morning, are we young man?" replied Aunt Cass while putting his hands on her hips with a smirk. ''But you forget one trivial thing. You may think you got ol' Cassie here right where you want to, but it's not me who will be late for school if he doesn't start getting ready."

She was pretty confident that her retort was good enough, so she gave herself the benefit of acting triumphant. She did not expect Hiro's friends to back the boy up.

''Um, sorry Miss Hamada, but he got you there too." spoke up Fred.

''Yeah, Ms. Granville instructed us not to come to our first lesson, said she had a huge meeting to attend to with the rest of the professors. It probably has to do with the school's 30th anniversary." added Honey Lemon with a giggle.

Cass looked back at his now smug nephew who was now holding his unlocked phone in front of him.

''Nice try, but I think the café should have been opened for 10 minutes now."

Aunt Cass' face fell as she looked Hiro's phone, currently reading 8:10.

The next moments were quite hectic for the café. The frantic owner has probably did the chores that were required before opening (dusting the tables, putting down the chairs, readying the ovens and other machines, etc.) in a mere ten minutes. Note that this was a third of the usual time. Her helpers, seeing that the touching moment has ended, began doing their best to help, but they, along with Hiro and friends, could only watch dumbfounded as the forty-something-years old woman was rampaging through the tables and chairs with a cleaning cloth in one hand, the other having a sprayer in it, while she was in the middle of chewing one of Hiro's donuts.

After releasing her cleansing frenzy on the café all by herself, the panting Aunt Cass walked back to Hiro and gave him the empty plate.

''Sweetie... would you be so kind and… wash this quickly?... The donuts were good by the way… good job with them." and like nothing happened, she hugged his stunned nephew and began welcoming her first customers.

As Hiro sat back (with the plate in his hands) he met the eyes of his friends, who were watching him with a series of emotions; confusion, surprise, amusement.

''Sooooo, Laurence? That's your middle name?" asked Gogo with an entertained smile, making Hiro groan.

''With everything going on, you still remembered that one?" asked the clearly embarrassed genius.

''Oh don't worry,'' began Honey with a giggle '' we will ask you about rest too, but we like to go in order of the events."

''We are also pretty perspective, you should know that." added Wasabi with an amused smile, Fred nodding vigorously next to him.

Hiro just rolled his eyes. Once again, his friends were right, he really should stop underestimating their attention span, and them altogether.

''Soooo…?" prompted Gogo, not letting the matter go.

The boy sighed. ''I don't have a middle name, but Aunt Cass has a small system whenever she sees something shocking and thinks I did it. If Laurence, then I get to explain it and she gets to decide the next course of action, if Daniel, then she jumps over the explaining part, gives me a scolding and a punishment." told Hiro before snorting and opting a content smile ''Actually, one of the biggest debates among the café's regular customers is basically whether my middle name is Laurence or Daniel and there is even a small bet going on."

''No way dude."

''It's true. For example Mrs. Matsuda, the old lady with the weird clothes, has a thousand dollars already on the Daniel side, saying that 'she feels it in her belly'." continued Hiro, making his friends laugh a little.

''That's so cool. When do you plan on telling them that neither side is right and the whole bet is a waste?" asked Fred while whispering as the first customers has arrived.

''Never. Even Aunt Cass agrees that this whole debate is funny, and as long as it's among the customers, she would play along."

The table began laughing, and after that, they spent the rest of their free time talking about a variety of topics, as Hiro felt like that the focus was on him for a long time.

Baymax in the mean time was preparing his donuts (the first ones he made!) to the oven, but he stopped and looked towards the door that separated the kitchen and the café. He immediately did a quick scan on his present patience and noticed the unusually high levels of neurotransmitter levels.

It seems that the Donut-treatment was already producing high numbers of success.

Year 1032, Faroe Islands, Berk

It was night time, and the village of Berk was silent. Don't be fooled, nobody was sleeping. Instead, they were all in the Mead Hall, celebrating the success of Hiccup for winning Dragon Training. All around jolly faces could be seen, some of them are a little pink from the mead already. Music could be heard too, which just barely was louder the sound of chatter.

But, as we are talking about partying Vikings, nobody has actually noticed the celebrated Hiccup Haddock missing. Thanks to that, Hiccup, Tuffnut, Ruffnut and Fishlegs has already managed to sneak away, Barf and Belch silently circling above the village.

''Will Odin come?" asked Tuffnut excitedly as they neared the gates to the Training Arena. Hiccup rolled his eyes and exhaled.

''Yes, Tuff, him and Baymax will both come tonight."

''I'm a little worried though." piped up Fishlegs ''What if someone notices we are missing?"

Ruffnut scoffed

''If you asked anybody, they would either say that the last time they saw us was when Stoick gave a speech to the whole village. The others wouldn't even answer you, they were only here for the drinks."

''Praise it, sister." agreed Tuffnut, sharing a high-five with his sister.

''Okay, listen everybody." said Hiccup after noticing a distant red dot appearing in the sky and gradually gaining size ''Ruff, Tuff, your job is to wait with your dragon-''

''DragonS! No way I'm sharing my dear Belch with this witch." butted in Tuffnut, crossing his arms stubbornly and turning away from his sister.

''UGH, that's why mom doesn't love you!"

''GUYS! Guys…" cut in the irritated Hiccup before Tuffnut could jump at his sister.''Let's keep the sibling rivalry to a minimum, okay?"

His answer was two displeased grunts, but nevertheless nods.

''So. As I said, you two will be circling the Arena with your Zippleback. You guys will guide us and the Nightmare to the cove, got it?"

''Booooring… but sure."

''Great. Fishlegs, you will watch the bridge and alert us if somebody is nearing. If you can, hold them up while Ruff and Tuff relocates to the other side of the Arena. Understood?" Fishlegs fidgeted nervously, many doubts filling his head, but eventually nodded.

The sound of thrusters could be heard as Hiro and Baymax descending.

''Viking, you left us for last? I feel the love." snarked Hiro while jumping off Baymax, but keeping on his purple battle suit. Barf and Belch landed and galloped to the twins to greet them.

Hiccup's just as snarky remark died in his throat as he saw who exactly was in Baymax's arms.

''What is Toothless doing here?!" exclaimed Hiccup in shock, but he nonetheless made sure to welcome his dragon friend.

''Choose one; Either your dragon managed to kidnap himself or he hijacked my rob- spirit for a ride." replied Hiro, quickly correcting himself. He almost forgot to get into his character.

''Couldn't you, I don't know, put him back?!"

''Well, you wanted us to hurry. And if Toothless is anything like you, convincing him would have taken too much time. Plus,'' Hiro shrugged in nonchalance ''now we have our solution for blasting the door in."

The genius didn't miss Toothless sending him and unamused glare before turning back to greeting Hiccup. Said viking boy just sighed, patted Toothless on the nose and shook his head.

''I guess you are right."

With that, everyone moved into positions. The twins kept a relative altitude, low enough so if somebody explicitly was searching for them, they would be found, but not too low. Hiro, Baymax, Toothless and Hiccup entered the Arena and bolted towards the cage of the Nightmare. Fishlegs laid on the inclination that led to the gate, a perfect place to see if somebody was nearing the bridge.

Everything seemed perfect, though while they took their positions, no one has noticed a small giggling Viking sprinting away.

Hiro was a combination of anxious and excited. Excited, because he could see his third species of dragon. He knew he could have seen much more when they were with that monster in the Volcano, but he was too occupied with monster itself, so whenever he tried to remember any species, only images of the monster did he remember. He could faintly recall a cyan colored dragon that almost attacked them at the beginning. Sadly, only slitted pupils and the color was clear to him, not much else. Maybe some bird-like features too, but that's far-stretch.

He was anxious too, because even though a new species of dragon, it was called Monstrous Nightmare, and it did not sound peachy at all. He kept imagining scarier and scarier dragons in his mind that could warrant such a name, but he dismissed them. He would see it soon enough.

Baymax, being the only one who can actually move the lever, opened the gate and much to Hiro's disappointment, nothing happened. They did hear some light growling and breathing, meaning that the Nightmare was asleep.

Hiccup sighed and began marching into the cage, Toothless hot on his heels. Hiro could only look after him, his anxiousness growing every second. With the exception of Toothless' tail, they disappeared into the dark. The genius could only hear louder growls, coos and hushed whispers from then on. Hiro sent a glance towards Baymax, who were also looking into the darkness. The boy picked up on a slight electric buzz, meaning that the robot is using his censors, probably making sure that Hiccup and Toothless are okay, and probably scanning the Nightmare too.

Then he notices Toothless' tail, the only thing ensuring him that nothing was wrong, disappearing into the darkness. Had it not been for the fact that Baymax was still unmoving, Hiro would have asked if they were okay.

Suddenly, the sound of claws scraping on solid stone could be heard coming closer to Hiro, and he couldn't help but tense up. The first thing he sees is Hiccup's back being illuminated by the light of the moon, the only possible light source. The thought of turning his headlights on crossed his mind, but once again, he doesn't want to spook a dragon named Nightmare.

The full figure of Hiccup and half of Toothless appear at once and then…

Oh god.

Okay, so it wasn't as monstrous as he imagined but a nightmare surely it is. Twice as big as Baxmax itself, armed with teeth and spikes, the angry red colored dragon was a sight to behold. The main thing Hiro focused were those eyes. They were bean shaped and looked so unnatural on such a mighty beast, but it sure as hell helped Hiro be more uncomfortable. He also noticed the wings being attached to the dragon's arms, the first one as neither the Zippleback or the Night Fury had their wings connected to their forelegs.

Back to those eyes, they were focused on Hiccup's hand, which was dangerously close to the dragon's mouth and pretty pointy teeth. It stiffened the moment it noticed Hiro and began growling in his direction.

''Easy…" whispered Hiccup, Toothless giving out a small purr to ease the Nightmare. Said dragon looked at the Night Fury, almost like making sure that the fellow reptile was sure the new human was safe, then huffed and continued focusing on Hiccup's hand.

''There we go…"

''You know Viking, I will give you that, you were right about the fact that I would be surprised by the sheer amount of diversity between the species."

Hiccup snorted.

''After seeing a Night Fury and a Zippleback, I would have thought you already got the idea, Spiky. Maybe you should listen to me more?" Hiccup offered playfully while giving a light scratch to the Nightmare.

Hiro pretended to dwell on that before simply giving a 'Nah' as an answer before taking up a pensive face and looking at the dragon

''Can I?"

Hiccup looked at his friend and saw him motioning towards the content Nightmare.

''Suit yourself. Though maybe lose the gauntlet first." advised the scrawny viking.

Hiro removed his right 'gauntlet' and slowly, hesitantly approached the Nightmare with his now bare hand. The dragon followed his every movement, but didn't make a move. And when the boys hand finally touched the scaly skin, the dragon closed his eyes and purred, much to Hiro's delight.

''Ha, I'm starting to get the hang of this dragon taming thing." he then opted a smirk and glanced at Hiccup. ''I may be already better than you." his answer was a roll of eyes.

The moment was broken when suddenly the Nightmare's head snapped sideways and began growling loudly. Hiro quickly retracted his hand and held it to his chest in fright as him and Hiccup tried to search for the source of the dragon's sudden anger. And lo and behold, there was Toothless and Baymax next to a small pile of cod and a fallen over bucket, the dragon having half of a fish hanging out of his mouth while the robot was already holding out a second one.

''Oh, nononononono, bad Toothless, that's the Nightmare's food!'' the panicking Hiccup said, knowing from experience just how territorial dragons could be with their food.

Toothless sadly crooned, and dropped the fish.

''The toothless dragon's stomach is already producing hunger pangs and his blood sugar levels are low.'' piped up Baymax, fish still in hand. ''It would be advisable for him to eat one-eighth of his body weight in order to keep up with the loss of fat his body burns in a day with an average of 5 hours of flying."

Hiccup was looking at Hiro for translation, who just sighed while subconsciously stroking the agitated Nightmare next to him.

''Toothless is hungry."

Hiccup's eyebrows rose back and saw Toothless giving him the most adorable pleading look ever. He slightly frowned again, trying to make sense of the sudden problem.

Then it clicked.

''Oh, Thor. I forgot to give him his daily basket of fish, I was so occupied with winning Dragon training…" he sighed in a disappointed manner ''I'm sorry bud, I promise I'll give you all the fish you want, okay?"

Toothless' face brightened significantly and stepped back, the Nightmare stepping up without taking his eyes off the smaller dragon and began eating.

''Though I wonder, what is a random bucket of fish doing there? They look fresh too." asked Hiro while looking at Hiccup's face.

''Well, we have to keep the captured dragons alive, for training reasons. This was probably the NIghtmare's night snack." concluded Hiccup, while watching the still fallen over bucket in deep thought.

''But I thought everyone was in that Hall building, weren't they?"

Hiccup stopped, and realized what Hiro was getting at.

''I… I thought so too. They usually don't feed the dragons before the final test, make them weaker and all…"

''Considering how hyped up your 'twig turned dragon master' story was, I wouldn't be surprised if they broke traditions, just to make it a little harder. Heck, from how you described your father, I wouldn't be surprised if he gave the order, trusting in your skills and all." noted the the black haired teen and Hiccup was about to give an agreeing answer, before a whisper shout from the entrance of the Arena stole their attention.

''Hiccup!"

Five pairs of eyes snapped towards the pale looking Fishlegs, who opened his mouth to say something, but closed as his wide eyes found the currently very intimidating and very free Nightmare. Said dragon also stopped eating and looked at the new human with slitted pupils, before both Hiccup and Hiro put a soothing hand on its snout.

''It's okay Fishlegs. Somebody's coming?" asked Hiccup, a feeling of dread making its way to his gut.

''Exactly!" Fishlegs whispered. ''A group of adults are here and oh Thor, Hiccup, it's really bad!"

The two scrawny boys shared a scared glance, already discarding the possibility of a normal operation and thinking about their secondary exit.

''That many?"

''Yes… and your dad is leading it." whimpered Fishlegs when the battlecry of a dozen of Vikings from outside the arena could be heard. There was one voice, that made Hiccup's blood freeze.

''SURROUND THEM! Don't let the dragon thieves or the dragons escape."

Fishlegs, hearing the intimidating voice of Stoick the Vast, jumped behind a wooden plank that was used for the covers when Hiccup won Dragon Training, effectively getting out of sight.

''And he doesn't look happy." Hiro continued with wide eyes, seeing the Vikings pouring into the spectator section from all sides, many kind of weapons in their hands.

The two boys immidiately went to work. Hiccup told Toothless to blast the ceiling of the Arena. The only problem was that the Night Fury was ignoring the boy's commands or desperate cries as he was already in a defensive position before Hiccup, shielding the boy and growled towards the incoming Vikings warnings.

Hiro saw the trouble they were having, and did not hesitate to act.

''Baymax, rocket fist!" shouted the boy while pointing at the chain curtain that represented the ceiling of the Arena. The robot took up a pose and did so, his flying fist effectivelly breaking through one intersection where 3 chains met, making a giant hole that the Nightmare did not hesitate to escape through.

Seeing as their objective has been reached both boys began making their way to their respective companions. It was high time, as the first Vikings began jumping down from the spectator section and into the rink. Hiccup and Toothless were the first to take off, making Hiro sigh in relief.

He was about to step up to his already ready friend's back, when came the unthinkable.

As Hiccup and Toothless were about to get through the Baymax generated hole, the sound of something being thrown was heard, then the sound of something flying in a rapid speed. The series sounds ended with a loud whip followed by the surprised cry of a Night Fury and the scream of Hiccup. When Hiro looked up, he saw the dragon and the boy free falling towards the ground, a bola wrapped around them.

Hiro was hyperventilating now but he had to make a quick decision. He knew that mere bolas couldn't get Baymax out of the air, but that did not imply to him. If he got caught mid air, he would definitely get hurt, maybe even die if the fall was high enough. The smiling picture of Aunt Cass flashed before his eyes, and he already knew that he couldn't risk it. He really only had one last choice.

He sent a silent thanks to friends for convincing him to prepare for the worst.

''Baymax, go without me."

The robot's head rapidly turned to Hiro and he dropped the 'ready-for-taking-off' pose.

''I cannot do that, you are in great danger.''

Hiro knew that his loyal friend would oppose, so he sighed and took his helmet off, then gave it to Baymax, who looked at his newly acquired equipment with a tilted head.

''What should I-'' he was cut off when Hiro opened his chip port where a green, a red and a blue chip was already occupying 3 out of 4 places, then jammed an orange one to the last port and closed it with his fist.

Baymax remained silent and straightened out, his eyes focusing at nothing.

''I am satisfied with my care." said Hiro, his sentence ending with a choke as he was on the verge of tears

The robot immediately shot up into the air. Bolas hit him, but as expected, they did nothing.

The last thing Hiro saw was a pleading and struggling Hiccup getting dragged out of the Arena by a giant, red bearded man and Toothless having multiple Vikings pining him down to the ground.

Then he felt a sharp pain at the back of the head, then nothingness.

Year 2032, San Fransokyo, USA

It was also night time in San Fransokyo, the building of SFIT being illuminated as students of all kinds were leaving and entering the building. Inside the lab were only a handful of people, one of them being Honey Lemon who was currently hunched over her chemistry table, reading the little note book Wasabi gave him with a huge smile on her face.

She loved stories of all kind, and reading all these Nordic legends made Honey ecstatic. To top it off, she was reading about a god that she would have to pretend, just like in a Theatre play. The only difference is that she would play to lie to others, which didn't make her feel all that good, but she soothed herself that she is lying for Hiro's safety, so it would be all good in the end.

Right?

Her guilt was also suppressed by the fact that she had to play the god of Love, which made her shake in excitement. It was so fitting to her, and by the stories she is reading about Sjöfn, she could relate to her pretty hard. Her mind was also thinking about asking Hiro to modify her current hero outfit, maybe so it would look more Viking goddess like, so she could reach her ultimate goal; being trendy and pretty while looking badass and cool at the same time. Just thinking about all these possibilities made her giggle and wish Hiro was here.

Like magic, the sound electricity from her right was heard and she gave out a little squeak in startlement. She looked at the source and saw a turquoise circle enlargening on the floor. She knew that this meant that Hiro and Baymax were coming back as only a mere hour before she witnessed them going back in time. It was her lab in the end, though why Hiro insisted so much to begin time traveling from her lab was baffling. What was also baffling was the question as to why they came back so soon.

She turned towards the circle and watched as an unarmored Baymax flew out of it and landed on the floor. It was kinda funny how the robot summersaulted in the air, but Honey was too occupied with on little problem;

The circle was shrinking, yet Hiro didn't come back.

Her attention was drawn back as Baymax stood up and began making his way towards Honey.

''Baymax, where is Hiro?" she asked worriedly as the circle disappeared, only leaving Hiro's time traveling machine on the ground.

The robot kept silent as he gave something to Honey, something purple. It did not take her much to realize that Hiro's helmet was in her hands.

She gulped.

''B-Baymax…?" she asked, taking her eyes off the helmet. She saw the robot already deflating in his power station that Hiro didn't bring to the past, claiming that Baymax was fully charged and they would go for a short time either way.

A chill went through her spine when she realized what this meant and did a mad dash towards Gogo's section of the lab, as the her friend was doing some last minute preparations on her bike and was still present.

''GOGO!" shrieked the panting Honey Lemon as she arrived at the Korean girl's workstation.

''What?!" snapped back Gogo, trying to recover from the scare she was given to. Some day, she will get a heart attack from the other girl's sudden raise of voice.

Her eyes were soon fixated on the item Honey has in her hands and the feeling of dread creeped up her spine.

''Baymax came back, but no Hiro?" she guessed bluntly, already having her phone in her hand as Honey was nodding vehemently.

''I get Wasabi, you get Fred." said Gogo and putting her yellow backpack on her back, that contained her supersuit.

I know that this is super late, but I had all the possible obstacles an author could have come my way. Studying, Medical problems, Family problem, Riders Block, Loss of enthusiasm, Loss of internet and a little bit of Depression.

I am sincerely sorry, but thanks to that, the more intense chapters are about to come.