Hiccup let out a long, tiresome sigh. He pushed the door to his house open, slumping inside. He was exhausted, absolutely exhausted. Chiefing was no easy feat. He envied the old days were he had little, if no, responsibilities. Now he hardly had time to do anything. He rarely got time with Astrid. They occasionally were able to sit together in the great hall for dinner, but most of the time Hiccup had to have his dinner on the go.

Toothless was another story. Of course, he would be on the dragon's back a lot. Being chief was a lot easier with a dragon, but he seldom got to go on proper rides off the island with him. Maybe once or twice a week if Hiccup woke early enough, they could go on a proper ride. The only problem being that it meant the chief got less sleep, which was something he didn't get enough of already. It was usually worth it though.

Hiccup collapsed into his chair. He didn't feel if it was his chair, he would always feel as if it was his fathers. Another sigh escaped his lips. Today had been especially hard. The twins had gone yak tipping again. In the past, he would have found that funny, but now, it was just annoying. Hiccup had to go and pick all the lazy animals back up. That put him behind in his schedule, making him go even further into the night. It was pitch black outside, now, and most of the villagers were asleep.

He felt cool air on his neck, he looked behind only to find he left the door open, ugh! Hiccup pulled himself up and walked over, slamming the door shut. He went back to the chair and pulled out his notebook to sketch. Sketching always calmed him. No matter what was happening, no matter how he felt, sketching always made him feel better. He drew a few lines here, a few lines there.

He realised he was drawing Astrid, in her normal, yet beautiful, battle stance. Hiccup wanted to propose, he knew it wasn't standard Viking tradition to 'propose'. Usually there was arranged marriages, especially for a chief, but he couldn't imagine marrying anyone else but Astrid. He was planning to do it soon, he just needed time to make a ring.

Suddenly Hiccup felt another cold breeze on his neck. He whipped his head around to find the door open slightly. When did that happen? Surely he closed it properly. He got back up and slandered over to close the door. As soon as his hands touched the cold metal of the handle, he heard something behind him. The sound of pattering feet. He must be hearing things, he was so tired he wouldn't be surprised if he was.

"Hello? Anyone there?" he called out, his voice cracking slightly. There was no reply. The boy shrugged it off as nothing, he walked back to his chair. He heard more creaking behind him and he stopped. Hiccup felt a breath on his neck and his eyes widened. Then suddenly, something sharp came in contact with his head and everything went black.

Authors Note:

Hello guys!

Ok I have seen this idea been used maybe once or twice and I thought I would give it a crack. I apologize that it's not a very long chapter but I will try my hardest to make them long chapters. Please give me feedback in reviews, whether it be good comments or constructive criticism. (Later chapters are longer)

I don't have to much of and idea of where I'm going after this (great planning I know) so ideas are welcome. I should hopefully update every week or two but I will just have to see when I get time to write chapters.

Also just so you know, I am also publishing this same story on fanfiction.net (same username). So don't accuse me of copying on either website!