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How to Train Your Dragon

Stoick's POV

Stoick the Vast watched his sleeping son silently. A fever had broken out the day before and so far had showed no signs of breaking anytime soon.

Hiccup's brow was covered in cold sweat and he constantly twitched and groaned in his restless sleep. The last time he'd been conscious was when they amputated the remains of his leg two days earlier.

Hiccup's screams of torture were really all Stoick could remember other than him telling Gobber to cut.

Stoick leaned over and held his son's unconscious body down knowing that in just a few moments he would be shrieking with agony. He glanced down at the destroyed leg and saw that it had been strapped to the table- ensuring that the leg wouldn't move during the… operation.

Gobber moved forward and gave Stoick a questioning glance.

Stoick nodded. "Do it."

Stoick shuddered at the thought of what happened next.

Screams of agony filled the air, and Stoick suddenly had to put more effort into holding down his son while he writhed and shrieked in pain, his back arching in agony.

"It'll be alright, it'll be okay! It will end!" He had said over and over until finally his only son sank into unconsciousness and moved no more.

Now all he could think about was that it was his own fault that Hiccup and him both had to endure that pain, emotionally and physically.

If he'd only listened!

For once in your life would you please just listen to me?

Stoick glanced at his son before standing up off the chair that was next to his bed and moved to place another log in the fire which had began to slowly die- taking both the heat and the light with it.

Sharp green eyes caught his and he looked at the dragon lying next to the bed having not once moved since Hiccup had been placed there.

Settling himself down in the chair he recalled what had been found at the Smithy. All of Hiccups sketches and drawings of this dragon and its equipment were all right there in plain sight! This whole dragon thing had been going on for quite some time and no one had ever noticed! The dragon understood his son when he, his father, had not.

A sharp intake of breath pulled Stoick from his musings.

Hiccup's sweat covered face was contorted with pain and he mumbled incomprehensibly for a few moments before his eyes shot open and found his fathers. They were confused and hurt.

"P-please don't kill To- Toothless! Ple-please…" He slurred out.

Low crooning sounds filled the room and Toothless' head appeared next to Hiccup's.

Stoick couldn't find anything to say for a few moments, he was shocked that he had so suddenly awakened. Even in his delirium though, the first words out of mouth were about the dragon.

"I won't. No one will, I promise."

Hiccup's breathing labored and tears leaked out of his eyes.

"Y-you killed h-him?" He said still slurring. "You k-killed my friend…"

Stoick tried reassuring him again but in all honesty- he didn't know what to say!

"No- he's right here next to you… he- he's not dead."

More tears leaked out of Hiccup's eyes and when he spoke this time it was barely a whisper.

"You killed him…"

His eyes fluttered and then closed and his breathing became a bit more even. He was asleep again.

Stoick sighed and buried his head in his hands.

What was he supposed to have said to that? He didn't realize how much his son cared for the dragon till now and it made him feel ashamed that he had even thought about killing the dragon when he now fully realized how it would have probably destroyed his son if he had done so.

While Hiccup was recovering- he was going to start making it better.

When Hiccup was awake he would make it right.

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