The Crimson Goregutter lets out a powerful roar, making (Y/N) wince before she smiles, jumping off (D/N) and rubbing his neck.

"Welcome to paradise, mate," a Viking greets, offering a fish to a new dragon.

"Well, aren't you a beauty," a woman coos to another dragon as it chitters at her.

"Aw, you're welcome! You're welcome!" Snotlout boasts, making (Y/N) roll her eyes in annoyance. He dumps his helmet on a little boy, making him stagger around. "I took on, like, one hundred trappers. A thousand trappers!" He quickly corrects.

"All with burning undies," Ruffnut fibs, cackling.

Tuffnut rushes forward, his hair tied to his front and acting as a beard. "My thick, full beard almost caught on fire!"

"Just... Just stop." Ruffnut sighs, shaking her head.

"The whole beard thing has really gone to your head, Tuff," (Y/N) agrees, walking past him to (M/N) and Valka.

"So, uh, (Y/N)'s mom, Hiccup's mom," Snotlout flirts as he approaches, making (M/N) raise a brow as she crosses her arms. "Any notes on my bone-crushing assault or was it pretty much perfect?"

Valka snickers, petting a dragon as she speaks. "Oh, it was indescribable. And please, call me Valka. It has been a year."

"First-name basis," Snotlout smirks, backing away a step with a nod.

"Call me by my first name, and you'll wake up with a bald head, boy." (M/N) warns in a firm tone, making Snotlout blink rapidly and nervously laugh as Valka guffaws.

...

"I think the real heroes of the day are (D/N) and Toothless!" Hiccup grins, gently rubbing under (D/N)'s chin before focusing on Toothless. "Isn't that right, bud?" He coos, hugging Toothless and rubbing his head. "What would we do without you, O King and his Second of dragons?"

Toothless purrs happily as Hiccup gushes over him, (Y/N) approaching with a small laugh.

"And here I thought my hero of the day was you, Hiccup! Thanks so much for clearing that up," (Y/N) teases, approaching (D/N) as he wags his tail, Hiccup perking up and looking between the two. "Guess you get a kiss, my brave hero!"

She kisses his forehead as he leans down, purring and nuzzling into her as Hiccup stammers over his words.

"What? But I-- but you-- I did save you though, remember?" Hiccup manages out, (Y/N) humming in thought.

"I believe (D/N) saved me from a man about to strike me down..." She taps her chin before cooing. "Didn't you? Oh, yes you did!"

(D/N) nods, nuzzling into her hug before sticking his tongue out at Hiccup.

Hiccup watches with his mouth slightly opened in disbelief, Toothless rumbling a laugh. "What?!"

"I'm just kidding!" (Y/N) laughs, scratching behind (D/N)'s ear once more before approaching Hiccup. "You're always my hero, Hiccup."

He can't help but smile widely, chuckling softly and wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Well, then... Good," he replies, leaning down and pressing his forehead against (Y/N)'s before pressing his lips to hers.

The two were interrupted by Astrid yelling, "we should all start training a lot harder, for sure. That was pretty sloppy."

"Yes! Thank you, Astrid," (M/N) sighs in relief, gently petting Malin before walking over with Valka.

"She does have a point," Valka agrees, looking around. "Perhaps you all rely a little too much on your dragons and not enough on each other."

"Well... Hiccup and (Y/N) excluded," (M/N) says before pausing. "But even then you only rely on each other, not on your allies."

"That's exactly what I was saying! Just listen up, guys," Snotlout rushes forward, landing besides Hiccup.

"...You think I'm gonna trust dragon-face to guard my back?" (Y/N) rhetorically asks with a raised brow. "He literally lit his own butt on fire."

"You're just jealous your moms are super-impressed with me," Snotlout tsks, shaking his head. "I'm like the son they always wanted."

"Really? Because it looks like (M/N)'s ready to shave your head," Hiccup responds, motioning to where (M/N) stood, sharp dagger in hand as she blankly stares at Snotlout.

"She's not the only one," (Y/N) says in a low voice, slowly drawing her sword.

Snotlout nervously laughs, backing away from the two as Hiccup lightly rolls his eyes.

"Does he seriously not remember my mom used to babysit him? I don't... Seriously?" (Y/N) huffs in disgust, shaking her head and sheathing her sword.

...

Fishlegs pets Meatlug, Fishmeat bouncing from his pack.

"Fishmeat," Fishlegs calls, quickly following the baby as he rushes to the Crimson Goregutter. "You found a new friend!"

The Crimson Goregutter jumps in surprise as the baby playfully paws at him, making him roar playfully and go into a pounce position, the structures around shaking.

"Mind your heads!" A man shouts, everyone ducking as the pillar spins and nearly smacks them.

The ground rumbles, (Y/N) staggering around and grabbing Hiccup's arms when offered. Both gasp, ducking under the dragon's massive tail as he roars, bouncing around with the baby Gronckle.

(D/N) barks, quickly shaking his head as he attempts to stop the large dragon before quickly getting out of his way, flying up.

"H-H-Hiccup!" (Y/N) struggles to get out as the ground continues to shake, the large dragon running into a large pillar. "Oh! No, no, no! Look out!"

It collapses, Vikings and dragons scrambling to dodge it as it falls onto a house, setting off a chain reaction.

(D/N) watches with wide eyes, shaking his head and flying ahead of the falling buildings and roaring warnings to the dragons inside.

House after house collapses on one another, destroying Viking and dragon homes as they scramble to get clear.

...

"Oh... No..." (Y/N) groans, smacking her forehead as Hiccup watches, wincing every time something else was smashed.

...

Dragons squawk in fear, quickly fleeing their housings as the last house finally falls into the sea.

(D/N) stops, flying in one spot as he looks around at the damages with a wince.

...

(Y/N) was still groaning, thinking of all the work she would have to put into rebuilding those homes. Hiccup stiffly and sympathetically pats her back, knowing he had the same fate.

Gobber growls angrily, shoving past the crowd to the two. "What good is having the King and his Second of dragons around if they can't keep order?!"

(D/N) lands next to Toothless, staring at him with expectations and a head tilt.

"Hey... Bud? Do you wanna do something here?" Hiccup trails off, gesturing to the dragon.

Toothless blinks rapidly, turning and nervously rumbling under (D/N)'s stare before roaring with authority.

Fishmeat squeals, struggling to rush away as he attempts to fly. The Crimson Goregutter whines softly, bowing to Toothless with an apologetic frown.

"And where do you suppose we put these ones?" Gobber demands, his hands on his hips as he faces the two.

"I was just thinking that on the way here," (Y/N) admits, rubbing her neck as she looks around. "It has gotten pretty packed here."

"Eh, we'll make room," Hiccup nonchalantly replies, shrugging.

"... Where?" (Y/N) questions, making Hiccup nervously chuckle.

"Ah..."

"Aah!" Gobber screams, slamming his hand into Hiccup's stomach and wrapping his other arm around (Y/N)'s shoulders.

"What?!" She questions, shoving his arm off her and setting a hand on her heart from the scare.

Gobber points to the small purple and yellow frog-like dragon, his hand shaking in fear. (Y/N) raises a brow, glancing at Hiccup and laughing at his pained expression.

"You brought back a Hobgobbler!!"

"Hey, 'Gobber'... 'Gobbler'..." (Y/N) snickers, Gobber turning to her with wide eyes.

"Don't joke about that, lass! They're a bad omen! We're cursed."

Hiccup lets out a chuckle, still gripping his stomach in pain.

"Nonsense. What harm could he do?" Valka softly says, approaching the dragon and scooping him up.

"No injuries," (M/N) observes, gently stroking the Hobgobbler's scales. "Just a little frightened, but healthy."

Valka smiles and nods, holding the small dragon in front of her. "Now... Who's hungry?"

...

(Y/N)'s P.O.V

The sound of laughter and lively chatter entered my ears as we entered the Great Hall, Vikings and dragons scattered around.

"Man," I lightly hiss in pain, taking off my armored glove and rolling my sleeve up.

"Something wrong, (Y/N)?" Hiccup questions, joining my side.

"No, no," I quickly reply, rubbing my arm. "I guess I got hit when we fighting the guards. See?"

I show off the bruising, making Hiccup wince sympathetically as he gently runs his finger across the faded scar.

"Alright, you two lovebirds," Gobber interrupts, shaking his head as we face him. "Point is, you can't keep bringing dragons back here."

"Look out!" I gasp, ducking along with Hiccup as a baby dragon flies overhead.

"Come on, boy!" Snotlout laughs, playing with it as he runs by.

"You're just asking for trouble."

"Any news--" Hiccup holds his arm out, stopping me as a dragon and man race past.

"No you don't, you little thief!"

"Any word on the trappers?" I finish, making Gobber sigh and nod.

"Aye. They're getting closer by the day," Gobber solemnly says, lifting up a large tail as we duck under it.

"We can handle them," Hiccup replies, snagging two apples as a woman walks by with a platter. "We have the Alpha and the Beta. Ain't that right, buds?"

I look back, (D/N) looking at me uneasily as Toothless rumbles happily in response.

Hiccup hands me one of the apples as we continue, "look at how happy they are here."

"Go mom!" I laugh, watching as she arm wrestles with Snotlout's father.

She grins at me before focusing on him, yawning before slamming his arm against the table.

"You're awesome," Snotlout breathes out, (M/N) shaking her head as she rises.

"Gobber might have a point, Hiccup," I slowly agree, looking around. "There really isn't much of the island Berk left. And with those trappers getting closer..."

"Beautiful, relax," Hiccup softly says, tossing his apple over to Toothless as I toss mine to (D/N). "We did it. The world's first dragon-Viking utopia. Our dream became a reality!"

"Aye!" Gobber snaps, turning to face us. "Your dreams. Mine's less crowded and more..."

"Gobber," I call, pointing to the large pot of stew behind him.

He raises a brow, turning and shrieking at the sight of the Hopgobbler in the stew.

"... Sanitary!"

"Gobber, you're not fooling anybody," Hiccup chuckles, raising a brow at the man as he was offered a bowl of stew. "We know you love them."

Toothless snarls as he looks into the stew, the Hopgobbler whimpering as it swiftly swims out and rushes away.

"Uh..." I groan, shaking my head as we join the others. "Don't eat that," I whisper into Astrid and (M/N)'s ears, making Astrid swiftly stop and set the spoon down as (M/N) pushes hers away.

"You're supposed to be the generation that leads us into the future!" Gobber continues his rant, making room for himself.

Hiccup sighs, sitting down on the end and leaving a space in between him and Astrid for me.

I take my seat, raising a brow as (M/N) and Valka gesture to their left, making me turn right before sighing.

Tuffnut wrestles for his food against Barf, resulting in the plate being yanked too hard and the food smacking Snotlout.

"Uh-oh." I sigh, shaking my head.

"Food fight!"

"Ruffnut, get off the table," I say in a monotone, watching as she coos at a mug.

"Ooh, gorgeous," she purrs at it, making me raise a brow and shake my head as a chicken leg hits her helmet. "Watch the hair!"

"Fishlegs, do you not hear the chaos around you--?"

Fishlegs continues focusing on Fishmeat, attempting to feed him as the Gronckle eats the spoon.

A splatter of food strikes Gobber, making me snicker as he complains.

"Thor help us!"

"I think a rag would be better," I offer, holding out a rag to him as he reaches over Hiccup and snatches it.

"Hmm. Time to stop worrying about problems out there..."

"Choking!" I grunt as he wraps an arm around me and Hiccup, squeezing us together to his side.

"Gobber!" Astrid sighs, shaking her head.

"...and start sorting out the ones right here!"

"Okay! Okay! I'll think about it!" Hiccup's muffled voice frantically says as he claws at Gobber's arms, trying to escape.

"I'm already thinking of one problem to solve! It involves you releasing us!" I gasp out, struggling to move his arm.

"Hang up those saddles and get married!"

My heart nearly exploded, my face burning and the breath knocked from me. Hiccup instantly stiffens besides me as the hall gets eerily silent, everyone frozen in place as they look at us.

"The M word..." Tuffnut grunts, his hand hovering in the air.

"Gross. Unless it's me," Ruffnut adds, hurling her food at Tuffnut.

"W-What are you talking about, Gobber?" I stammer, struggling to get out of his grip as Astrid helps, pinching his hand as he squeals in pain, releasing me but keeping a hold on Hiccup.

"Start ruling like a proper royal couple! Marry him, please!" Gobber begs, leaning towards me as I scoot back, scrambling out of the bench. "You're the only one with any sense around here. Sure, you're almost as crazy as him, but better! With you wearing the pants, there's still hope!"

"Gobber!" Hiccup's muffled voice yells as he continues fighting for freedom.

"Wow! Not awkward at all!" Astrid shouts, rising and shaking her head.

"Marry... Hiccup... I gotta... Haha... Bye!" I stammer, spinning around and rushing away, (D/N) roaring and swiftly following.

...

Hiccup gasps for air as he finally shoves Gobber's arm off him, coughing violently before groaning and banging his head on the table.

"Great."

"Nice going, Gobber. You totally freaked (Y/N) out!" Astrid snaps, sighing in annoyance.

"Astrid, don't be like that!"

"That was a definitive no," Tuffnut shakes his head, walking behind Hiccup. "I mean... The chick bolted. Ouch."

Hiccup slowly raises his head, turning and glaring at Tuffnut.

"Look, if you need a beard to cry on," Tuffnut shoves Hiccup's face in his 'beard'. "Just lean on my shoulder, and you can cry into my full, thick beard."

"Oh, thank you, Tuffnut," Hiccup sarcastically replies, his bitter voice muffled. "Thank you. So much."

He yanks himself away with a huff, rising from his seat and rushing to Gobber and Astrid.

"-- the way you just embarrassed her, I mean, seriously!"

"Gobber! How could you do that?!" Hiccup demands, frantically ruffling his hair as he starts pacing. "(Y/N) is awkward in some areas. Like me! Which is why we are perfect for each other, and which was why I was going to mention marriage delicately! In a way that wouldn't make her panic and run for the hills!"

"Exactly," Astrid agrees before double-taking. "Wait, what? You were actually going to hint at it?"

"Well... Yeah," Hiccup nods, groaning again as he bangs his forehead on a pillar.

"Oh. Whoopsie," Gobber nervously laughs, watching as (M/N) approaches with a dangerous look.

"Gobber... Why, oh, why would do that? Now (Y/N) might never accept his marriage proposal!" (M/N) yells, Hiccup groaning loudly again. "Coal-brained idiot!" She smacks the side of his head as he cries out, apologizing.

"Wanna cry on my beard?" Tuffnut randomly questions, the group slowly turning to him as he walks to Hiccup.

"No, Tuff--" Hiccup was interrupted by Tuffnut shoving his face in his 'beard'.

"Let it all out, man."

Eret walks over, pausing when he sees the two and awkwardly looking around and clearing his throat.

"Eret, son of Eret!" Hiccup greets, his voice muffled as he shoves himself from Tuffnut.

He sputters, groaning as he wipes his mouth.

"What's the report?"

"(Y/N) was right," Eret responds, gesturing back. "Two more trapper barges spotted in the strait. Just as (D/N) sensed."

"So we go after them." Hiccup nods, pausing as Gobber stares at him. "What?"

"One day, you're gonna pick a fight you can't win. And what'll happen to the lass then?"

Hiccup pauses, narrowing his eyes with a heavy sigh as he looks away.

...