How to Train Your Dragon

Snotlout's POV

Never before did Snotlout ever really consider Hiccup's feelings as if they mattered.

Now… that had changed.

Before he became number one in Dragon Training he was a pesky fly- something you could flick off your shoulder and not have another thought about.

He hadn't ever cared if Hiccup had gotten hurt or was upset instead he gloried in it because it made him look better.

But then during Dragon Training he was amazed at how he could knock the beasts out without a weapon.

He had been curious to know why he disappeared every afternoon; sure, he wondered why he walked away from people just as they started giving him attention.

But he didn't care enough about him in general to ask. All he wanted was to be seen with the new celebrity.

When Hiccup had "fought" the Monstrous Nightmare he was intrigued by what he had been saying and had watched as the dragon became steadily calmer almost to the point where he could touch it.

It had been obvious why the dragon attacked. No one needed telling.

He had been afraid for Hiccup at that point.

Then the Night Fury came and at first he had just seen to dragons fighting to kill. The metal glinting off the dragon had caught his attention when the Monstrous Nightmare walked away however and a new thought occurred to him when he took a closer look- Hiccup knew this dragon.

When Hiccup pleaded to his father begging him not to kill the dragon did he feel sorry for him.

He hadn't realized until now that the reason Hiccup was gone every afternoon was because he craved the company of a dragon that gave him more attention and respect than anyone had.

He had seen Hiccup's face when they loaded the Night Fury onto the Flag Ship and he honestly felt sympathy for him. It was almost like he could feel his pain but he couldn't be sure since he never felt that way before.

He felt enough to be willing to help him when Astrid came to the Mead Hall and told them everything she knew.

Snotlout felt guilt along with his fear when he saw how comfortable his cousin was with any dragon as he fearlessly lead the Monstrous Nightmare from its cage, when he was so uncomfortable with people.

When they had arrived at the Dragon's Nest he noticed a different side of Hiccup he had never seen or imagined could come from him.

When Hiccup had gotten into the air he felt proud as the Zippleback he was riding carried him and the twins to the ground.

He had cheered him on and was impressed with how well he knew what he was doing shortly before he disappeared into the clouds.

And now, moments after the Green Death crashed having been unable to break its fall because of the holes in its great wings he stood in shock at the sight of the dragon lying on his side without his rider in sight.

Stoick the Vast was kneeling down saying something he couldn't here.

Toothless had opened his eyes and was watching Stoick before he opened his wings and revealed none other than Hiccup.

Stoick rushed forward and grabbed him brushing the hair out of Hiccup's face and then listened for a heartbeat.

"He's alive! You brought him back alive!" He exclaimed.

Relief flooded through him. He hadn't realized he was crying until he wiped away the tears.