When Wilbur said he was taking Hilson to his house he really meant it.

Hilson always heard how unique the Robinson Mansion was but seeing it with his own eyes was another story. He never dared to get close enough for a good look always content to just stare from afar, but the close up was nothing short of amazing.

He was still weary of what Wilbur was saying. How can he have the entire book when his family barely had a piece of it to show it even existed in the first place?

Lost in his thoughts he barely had time to register a giant squid butler answering when entering the house or a robot greeting them as they both passed by. Family members were seen waving at them both and greeting from afar but Hilson didn't have time to greet back or even introduce himself as Wilbur dragged him on.

After pushing, being sucked up a tube, coming out of a toiler? And discovering a dog with glasses both teens finally reached a room. A room that was certain to be Wilbur's.

Quickly shoving him inside Wilbur left him to stand awkwardly near the door as he walked off to look under a bed. The bed was placed to the far back right corner, a window on the same wall with a desktop computer right next to that. Hilson would have looked around the room more if Wilbur hadn't had dragged him again towards the bed. Making him sit down Wilbur pushed an old dusty book on his hands and just flopped right next to him.

Hilson glanced at the book and just looked back at Wilbur skeptical. Worried it might explode dust on his face or rip apart the moment he opens it. All Wilbur did was eye towards the book and gave a nod of approval to open it.

Cautiously opening the book Hilson came face to page with a picture of what looked like a dragon. At the thought of a dragon Hilson grew interested and began to read what it said.

ArrowJaw, mysterious dragon that lives in forest or lake areas. Has an arrow like appendage on its tongue with four wings and two arms and legs.

Continuing on with the next dragon picture Hilson understood that the book was a guidebook. It told information of dragons and explained dragon species. As he continued on he noticed one thing. This book didn't talk about these dragons as a myth or explain this guidebook as a joke or children's book. It almost made it sound like these dragons were real, or the person who wrote it put a lot of effort in making it sound real.

Blubberwing

Boneknapper

Changewing

Darkbreather

Deadly Nadder

At that name Hilson did a double take. Deadly Nadder? That name sounded familiar, as if he heard it before, but how?

The same thing happened when he read Gronckle and Hideous Zippleback but was stopped completely when he came upon a page that was ripped from the middle. A black dragon was all that was shown on the page. Its wings were extended and so was its tail. Upon seeing the tail fins Hilson started feeling a tingle in his head. The longer he continued to stare at the picture the more intense the tingling became to the point he started getting a headache.

Wilbur noticed Hilson frowning at the picture and saw him place a hand on his head. Worried something might be wrong he placed a hand on the boys shoulder and asked "You okay?"

Hilson tore his gaze from the picture and looked at the hand on his shoulder. Shoving his shoulder to the side to drop the hand away as if it was diseased Hilson scooted away from Wilbur. "Yeah I'm fine, just.. the dust from the book is giving me a headache."

Wilbur simply nodded and looked back towards the book, leaning to the side for a closer look. "That's the page I was talking about. This is the missing side of your page you have framed on your wall. That page belongs here in this book."

Hilson looked at the page again, avoiding the dragon he focused on the ripped edges and wordings scribbled and had to agree. The edges matched perfectly to his page, considering it was all intact from the many years messed with, touched and moved. This was the book that his family heirloom belonged to, but one thing didn't make sense. Why in the world does Wilbur have it?

Looking at the edges one more time he faced Wilbur and in a serious tone asked "Okay I believe you, this is the other end of my page, but.. why do you even have this? That page has been in my family for who knows how long. It endured years and years of touching, probing and more, yet when compared to this book makes the book look brand new!"

This statement made Wilbur froze. Everything Hilson said was true. The book looked completely new compared to the page. How could he explain this? It wasn't like Hilson was from the past or anything, he can understand time travel concept and even explain how all this is possible, but what he can't explain is how exactly he got the book. He can't come out and say I traveled back in time to your great ancestors and fell in love with your great ancestral father that loved me back and gave me the book as a present before breaking my heart, could he?

He lied to Hiccup for days about where he was from and ended all horribly. Hiccup's great century grandson deserves to know the truth. It's the least he could do for Hiccup.

Preparing himself to be rejected and left alone again Wilbur took a deep breath and tried to make his explaining as much down earth as possible.

"I'm about to tell you something that is going to sound so crazy you are going to think I'm a maniac, but at least let me finish. Okay?"

Hilson simply nodded and waited for the explanation.

Another deep breath. "Alright, start from the very beginning. I had this assignment given. Write a report on Viking culture and me being the overachiever and all decided instead of going to the library used my father's time machine and went back in time to look at real live Vikings." Looking at Hilson briefly and seeing him still listening he pressed on.

"Okay, so I had three weeks to study and write about the Vikings but it took a while to actually find them seeing as they were all on this island surrounded by trees rocks and other things. I managed to find one Viking and, believe it or not, that Viking had a real live dragon sitting next to him."

At the word of dragon Hilson raised a skeptical eyebrow and Wilbur knew he was losing him, but moved forward.

"To add another twist to the story the Viking I found was named Hiccup and looked.. exactly like.. you. Body shape, facial features everything."

Now at that Hilson had both eyebrows raised in surprise and to someone that wasn't Wilbur and witness it all this would have just sounded like rubbish and make-believe.

"Well me and Hiccup hanged out for the entire three weeks. He explained to me Viking clothes and styles, introduced me to his dragon friend named Toothless and was just this really amazing guy."

Wilbur's voice grew soft without him realizing.

"I grew really close with Hiccup. He had a strong bond with Toothless and had great pride of his village. An incident happened before I showed up that cost Hiccup's leg and had to use a metallic limb. Everything we did was inside this gorge, hidden away from other Vikings eyes and it was our little world, or actually their little world. Seeing as I was the intruder."

As Wilbur spoke on about Hiccup and Toothless his voice began to sadden. Now that he is actually talking to someone about this and explaining everything he understood something. He really was the intruder. He just made his way inside Hiccups and Toothless' lives and ruined everything. Invaded their private space for his stupid assignment. Why hadn't he realized it before?

Hilson softened a little as Wilbur pressed on about these characters. Nobody could invent a story like this while showing this kind of expression. It's nearly impossible.

"On the last day I saw them both Hiccup gave me that book as a gift. The page for the Night Fury was already missing but I didn't complain about it. We said our goodbyes and now here we are. I am showing you this book because I know it's the missing side of your page and because I think… no I believe that Hiccup is your relative. Hiccup is your ancestor and the least I can do is tell you the truth of how this all came to be."

Shaking his head Wilbur looked down at his feet and finished off.

"Look, I know this might sound crazy and all, but please believe me it's all true. Every word of it. Hiccup gave me that book and Toothless is the Night Fury shown on that page. It all just sounds like make belief but I'm truly honest it all happened."

Looking back towards Hilson he waited for his reaction.

Hilson thought it all over. The time machine, ancestors, Vikings, dragons, and the book. As strange as it all sounds when placed together it all shockingly makes sense! Hilson couldn't believe he considering actually buying the story but something in his gut and even heart told him to.

"You know, as crazy as you said your story was I can't help but feel.. it's all real."

Wilbur's jaw fell open. He believed him? He really believed him?

"But I have a question."

Oh no, here it goes.

"You don't have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable but, the way you spoke about Hiccup, you made him sound more than just a.. friend. I don't think you really went with all of this for an assignment."

If Wilbur didn't know before if he could blush or not he certainly knows now. His face lit up like a Christmas tree and he tried everything to force his blush down.

"M-more than just a f-friend? W-well sort of, wait! No not, I mean.. I-I."

Wilbur began stuttering and talking nonsense and would have continued had it not been for Hilson placing a hand on his shoulder. "Whoa Wilbur, calm down. I'm not going to judge you if you were more than just friends. Maybe poke fun of you for having a crush on my ancestor but nothing bad."

Wilbur blurted out before he could stop himself. "It wasn't a crush. It was more than that. I- I l-loved him.. but I never said it to him, and now I never can."

Hilson was shocked. He was hoping for a little teasing if Wilbur admitted to a little crush but love? Wilbur honestly loved his ancestor?

For some reason this made his heart skip but he couldn't understand why. He should feel heartbroken for Wilbur because he is in love with someone he could never have. Yet he felt relieved. Why?

Not trusting himself Hilson wisely kept quiet and waited for Wilbur to speak first, and he did.

"Sorry about that, I just blurted that out on a whim. You're probably uncomfortable."

"Oh no! No, it's fine just kind of shocking. You know? I would have teased you if it was a crush but I never heard of someone falling in love with another from the past. Kind of the first with that."

Trying to lighten the mood he tried going with a joke "I kind of envy my ancestor. I wish I had someone from the future love me like you do. He didn't know how lucky he was."

Wilbur looked down to his feet again and sadly replied. "Yeah, lucky him.."

Scared he might have said the wrong thing Hilson tried to think of some other joke or change of subject but his mind was blank. Instead he just decided to stare at Wilbur and concern himself. The least he expected to happen was Wilbur lift his head up and turn to look back and Hilson.

Both their eyes were locked together and an intense moment happened between them. Chocolate eyes hypnotized by emerald ones and vice versa. Hilson didn't understand his impulse but he went along with it. He didn't know what he felt.

Seems Wilbur was doing the same thing because slowly but surely he was leaning towards Hilson and Hilson was leaning towards Wilbur.

The instant Hilson made contact with Wilbur's lips everything broke lose.

Images were flooded into his head. A life flashed before his eyes and he witnessed every moment of it.

"Hi dad."

"Why can't you follow the simplest of orders?!"

"It's what's inside he can't stand."

"Oh the gods hate me… I manage to lose an entire dragon."

"I'm going to kill you dragon… cut out your heart and give it to my father."

"A dragon always, always goes for the kill."

"Why don't you just fly away?"

"A down dragon is a dead dragon."

"Whoa! whoa wait, oh it's working! Yeeaaah."

"Everything we knew about you.. is wrong."

"-you want to keep it a secret, for your pet?"

"He was just protecting me! See he's not dangerous!"

"You're not a Viking, you're not my son.."

"I didn't kill him because he looked as frightened as I was. I looked at him and I saw mys-."

"We're on dragons! We're on dragons all of us!"

"I'm proud to call you my son."

"It has wings, let's see if it can use them!"

"Hold Toothless.. Now!"

"I knew it I'm dead."

"I could get used to it."

"Astrid I need some time alone."

"I'm sorry about this."

"It's just a break up buddy-"

"-Wilbur Robinson."

"Yes and in the wrong hands.. perfect hair of Wilbur Robison."

"So.. guess this means you like me to-"

"Don't ever be afraid again."

"-You okay? I didn't overdue it, di-"

"I'm kind of new at thi-"

"-regret it?"

"Yes, I'm from the fut-"

"-cup! Please I'm sorry! Hicc- I didn't mean for any of this to happ- Hiccup!"

"-still didn't move after I threw my axe.."

"-guy was either really brav-.. –ally stupid."

"-my turn to talk now, so plea-"

"Hiccup.. please no.."

"Astrid my wife-"

"-you have a son, congrat-"

"-pped page, it's very important to me. Please take car-"

"Goodbye buddy, I'll miss yo-"

"Goodbye dad, we'll mis-"

"Wilbur…"

Hilson abruptly pulled away as if it burned. Not from the lack of hair but from so much happening at once.

He just witnessed all of Hiccups memories. All of his ancestors memories. Someone else's memories flooded his head and didn't understand why! Another human beings recollection, but no. something didn't feel right. They don't feel like someone else's. The memories feel more like.. his own. These weren't another's memories. These were his! He just remembered his life! Remembered his past life! He wasHiccup! No, he isHiccup! He is Hiccup and he is in the future with Wilbur!

His heart hurt. His heart was beating at 100mph and it hurt! Hilson looked back at Wilbur and his heart just yearned. His heart wanted affection from Wilbur. Hilson wanted to hug Wilbur, hold him and never let him go.

Hilson is Hiccup! And he is getting a second chance.

He is not about to let it pass by.

In the most desperate voice possible Hilson croaked. "Wilbur..?"

Unsure of what to do and scared that he might get slapped at his sudden actions Wilbur didn't know how to respond to this new side of Hilson. He looked broken, shaken and about ready to cry. Did he do something that bad?

"H-Hilson?"

Shaking his head Hilson shed a single tear and almost cried then and there. "No, no Wilbur. It's me, Hiccup!"

Wilbur himself felt like crying. What did he just say?

"Hi-Hiccup?"

Hilson nodded and smiled at him, more tears falling on the side of his face. "Yes! Yes Wilbur! It's me! Oh Vikings, I thought I would never see you again!"

This time he didn't just feel like crying. Wilbur really did start sobbing, nose running. "Hiccup, Hiccup it's really you? Really really you?"

Nodding some more Hilson just leaned over and hugged Wilbur. Both holding each other as if the other would just vanish away from their arms.

A month passed by since that faithful day. Hilson remembered Wilbur and Wilbur had found his Hiccup again. The Robinson's family was overjoyed at the news about they're baby family member having a boyfriend and the Haddock family were more than proud of their son and his catch. Welcoming both with opened arms into they're family.

Both teens had their own fair share of stories to tell the other. The bowler hat guy incident was a laugh to Hilson and he figured Wilbur has a knack for changing the course of history. Hilson shared his story of what happened once Wilbur left for good. Wilbur wasn't laughing as much but still chuckled at Hilson's disdained face when mentioning marrying Astrid. Toothless remained true and stayed on Hiccups side through the end. Outliving Hiccup it seems.

It also seemed that Hilson had a tiny bit of memory recollection even before officially meeting Wilbur in the future. For some reason he felt something was always missing. He kept trying to look or remember what but failed. The first time he saw Wilbur, laying with a giant dog on top of him, he felt the missing piece was found.

As for Fury the dog Hilson had gotten him when it was just a puppy. Fury was suggested by his mother and Hilson gave him that name on an impulse. Fury has stood beside him ever sense.

There are days when Wilbur would just think about everything that happened and just know that all this would make a great story or movie. Everything is like a fairytale, but he found he didn't mind it to be. If it was really a fairytale may he live happily ever after.

"You know Wilbur."

"Mm?"

"To think all this happened because you didn't want to write a paper the old fashion way? Instead going off and making an adventure of it."

"Yeah, when you put it that way. Guess my teacher is heaven sent or something huh?"

"Are you happy with the outcome?"

Leaning down and kissing Hilson on his lips Wilbur couldn't help but grin.

"Very happy indeed. We don't know the future from here but as long as I have you let's keep moving forward, together."

"Promise?"

"Promise"

Aaannnddd Finally done! I'm so sorry for the people who waited forever on this stupid story! To make it up to you I decided I won't post anything until I finished the entire thing this way you get the entire package in one go! I'm sorry if it all seemed a little rushed at the end and if Wilbur sounded too girly or heartbroken for someone who was in a relationship for a few days, but that's love for you. For those who were patient with me I thank you! And for those who got all grr finish already on me, sorry :C

Hope you liked how it all turned out! Please share and support this pairing because I've actually grown really fond of it! Tell me what you thought on certain parts and which chapter was your favorite! I would love to hear your opinion on this story.

Thanks for staying with me until the end!

~Naferty