Hiccup's been getting on my nerves. He expects us to feel bad for him because both Astrid and Ruffnut have a thing for him. I think it's mostly me that feels a little tossed aside. Snotlout seems to get dates easily and Tuffnut is too busy causing havoc around Berk to care about girls right now. I mean, I don't hate Hiccup. I don't think I'm capable of such things, for the love of Thor but at least before the dragon academy thing came about, I only had to worry about Tuffnut and Snotlout. I was still third down on the list but it's better than fourth.

I'll admit to you that I'm much better with dragons than I am with girls. How is it possible that I can control a situation with a rogue dragon better than one with a pretty girl? You would think that in a world where the bigger the man, the better that girls would find me irresistible. I'm much more heavy set than any of the others that help out at the academy. Snotlout would probably tell you that they had to make the door to my house bigger just so I could fit through the frame. My too-small-for-my-body head doesn't help much; in fact it makes it ironic that I actually have a lot of knowledge about the island of Berk and dragons. Well, a lot of the dragon trivia I used to let wonder out of my mouth has been rendered as useless now that we can train them got beneficial reasons. I guess you could say I'm about as useful as an axe blade without a handle.

I guess I feel like I used to be someone. Whenever someone had a question about dragons, or weather changes or even low tide, they'd come to me but it seems as if now, they just go to Hiccup. I hate to ramble on and on but it was nice to have a place in the village. I know what you're thinking; this is very unlike me. It is very unlike me to be this way but it's recently gotten worse. Actually, it's more than worse.

"Fishlegs?" Snotlout waved his hands in front of my eyes. "Hello? Is anyone home?" He went to knock on my helmet but I shook my head furiously like a bothered dragon.

"What?" I replied, maybe a little too sour.

"Geez, what's up with you?" he asked. Snotlout wasn't exactly my best friend but ever since Astrid began dating Hiccup, they seem to be too busy for anyone else. Tuffnut and Ruffnut hardly ever came around without the other, most of the time they were too caught up in arguing over who would lead in flight riding Barf and Belch. To put it simply, I'd rather hang around any of the four mentioned before choosing Snotlout… One in particular but I'd never admit to it publically.

"Nothing," I replied. "I was just thinking about things, Snotlout. You should give it a try."

"Thinking?" He laughed. "Why would I think about things when I could be doing the things I should be thinking about?"

I stare at him for a moment before picking my shield up and continuing to the old dragon training arena. "Hey! Wait up, 'Legs!" I heard Snotlout screech out to me. I ignore him and keep up my pace.

The old dragon training arena is located on a cliff that overlooks the ocean. There isn't sight of another island so the water stretches on for miles. The early morning hours leaves a fog out in the distance and gives the ocean an eerie feeling. Eerie, it's a good word. The others don't really like when I use words like that.

I waddled into the arena to find Astrid and Ruffnut dreamily smiling at Hiccup's speech. He had recently begun training a Scauldron and had asked for my assistance at first but he quickly took it upon himself to finish the job. I wasn't sure if Hiccup had noticed his recent obsession with glory but his head was getting bigger by the hour. "Everyone pair up," Hiccup announced. "We'll take turns with our Scauldron, Dalla today so we all know what to do if we encounter a wild one."

"Hey Hiccup," Ruffnut said. "I've been having trouble with training new dragons so could we pair up?"

"Sure, Ruff," Hiccup replied. "Astrid, you don't mind if I pair up with Ruffnut today do you?"

Astrid was one Viking I would never want to anger. The girl wore her hair in a sweet braid but she was anything but that if provoked. Astrid smiled as if she had just eaten a whole smoked eel, a Viking delicacy that none of us were fond of. "Not at all," she said through her teeth. She spun around on her heel and face towards me. Please don't pick me as a partner, I thought to myself. The only thing worse than a woman scorned was a Viking woman scorned. "Fishlegs, come on. Let's pair up." I let out a small moan but immediately regretted it. Astrid didn't hear me, thankfully. It didn't matter who made her mad, if you were in her path she would take it out on you.

I sat down and leaned against the circular wall. Astrid threw down her shield and slumped herself down on the ground like a toddler. "Is-Is something wrong, Astrid?" I asked.

"What?" Astrid's ears perked up. "Oh, I'm sorry, Fishlegs. It's nothing really. Well, nothing new."

I followed Astrid's gaze to find Hiccup lifting Ruffnut's hand to Dalla's snout. "It's none of my business but is it about Hiccup?"

"No," she scoffed. "It's about Ruffnut."

My heart stopped. Ruffnut had never taken notice of me and she certainly wouldn't start then. Throughout our teenage years, she had been chained to her brother, Tuffnut's hip. I don't know what I thought would happen when we all grew up but part of me had wanted her to start noticing me. Not to be bitter but she probably would have if not for Hiccup. Ruff hadn't become any more feminine even after battling and killing dragons had been banned from the island. The twigs that usually found a home in her hair at the end of a filled day of hunting had become one of my favorite parts of a day but I had kept all of this to myself for years. She was everything I wasn't. She was beautiful, funny and fearless; the perfect Viking woman. I felt a goofy smile sneak its way onto my face. I stuttered over it. "Oh, uh," I continued. "What about her?"

Astrid's facial expressions were usually enough to go off of. She didn't have to say she was onto me for me to know that she was. "What was that?" she asked.

"What?" I returned with a question. "What was what?"

"That," she said. "That face. What's going on, Fishlegs?"

"Nothing."

"Fishlegs…"

"What?"

Astrid sighed. "Just spit it out that you have a crush on Ruffnut already."

I waved my hands around and put one of them on her mouth. "Shhh!" I said. "Not so loud!"

Astrid pushed my hand away from her, scowling. "Oh Odin, Fishlegs!" she exclaimed. "Everyone knows about that except her."

"Even Tuffnut?" I asked, my voice slightly trembling.

"Maybe not Tuffnut but everyone else," she said with an eye roll. Astrid turned her body to face me completely. "It seems we want the same thing."

"How so?" Did we want the same thing? I just wanted the girl I'd been in like with for years to notice me, to finally look at me and say she noticed me noticing her. Astrid did want Ruffnut out of the picture so she would finally have her boyfriend, Hiccup to herself. Maybe in essence it was the same thing but the two of us had different ways of doing things. Astrid had a way of getting things done while I had a habit of sitting back and watching what I want not happen…

"You like Ruffnut and want her to stop flirting with Hiccup, right?" she asked in a hushed tone.

"I guess so…"

"And I want Ruffnut to stop flirting with Hiccup," she said. "So we can help each other."

"But how? As embarrassing as it is to say, Astrid," I paused. "I don't know anything about girls."

"Again, Fishlegs. Everyone knows, even Tuffnut and Ruffnut."

"Is this supposed to make me feel better?"

"Look," Astrid said. "You're good with dragons and books, right?"

"Right…"

"So, just think of Ruffnut as a rare dragon. You've known one another your entire lives, it shouldn't be to hard to think of her likes, dislikes, strengths and weaknesses," Astrid said with a smile. "You could even write it all down in the form of a book. Just like The Book of Dragons."

I looked over at Hiccup and Ruffnut, who were still working with Dalla in the middle of the arena. Dalla happily moved her head from side to side causing a small current to move Ruffnut's blonde hair behind her shoulders. Her posture was slightly slouched, making her come eye to eye with Hiccup. She wouldn't have to slouch next to me, right? I turned back to Astrid. "So, I should write The Book of Ruffnut?" She only nodded, maintaining her mischievous smile. "I don't know, Astrid."

Astrid pointed to Ruffnut and Hiccup, who were laughing while the sunshine rained down upon them and Dalla. "You cannot tell me that this doesn't make you sick, Fishlegs."

She had me there. My patience of Ruffnut magically noticing me was dwindling into single digits. I sighed. "Okay," I said. "Let's do it."

Hello everyone! This is my first HTTYD fanfic so work with me. Reviews are lovely so definitely leave them for me so I can improve the story! Some of the characters may be slightly OOC at times (especially Tuffnut because I know I won't be able to portray him as well as other authors can). I'll do my best to keep them as they are in the movies but this does take place a while after the first movie so I expect that they have probably changed a little personality wise. Anyways, thanks for reading! Review or message me with comments :)