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Hey! I am Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, and this is my story. Now, obviously you know about most of
my life already. I shot down a Night Fury and then trained it. Over the years, my friends and I discovered
many new dragons and saved billions from hunters and trappers. But I have a different story to tell. One
that no one knows yet.
“Hey, Hiccup!” Dagur yelled from behind me. I turned to look at him, continuing my journey to the camp
I had set up on some unknown island Toothless and I had found when taking a joy fly. Yes, that was
Dagur the Deranged. We have a history. Everyone know that, but this is something new. “Where did you
come from? How did you find me?” I asked as Dagur got closer. He was very relaxed, just sauntering into
my camp site. Toothless was on guard and growling from the bushes. I do not think Dagur has seen him
yet. “What kind of question is that?! I am Dagur! I will always find you, Hiccup. We are meant to be.” He
stated nonchalantly, throwing his hands in the air. I rolled my eyes and continued to add more wood to
my fire.
Let me back up a little... Toothless and I left Berk about seven months ago. I left Astrid Hofferson as
acting chief until I returned. I told everyone I needed space to figure out my life and who I was meant to
be. It was an excuse, and a lame one at that, but I just wanted a break. Astrid gave me a two-year limit.
“Where’s that dragon of yours? What is his name? Tootles... Thoughtless.... Teethy.... Toothfull?” “His
name is Toothless, and he’s around here somewhere.” I replied rolling my eyes at the ridiculous guessing
of names. I knew exactly where Toothless was and he was doing exactly what we planned if ever
someone happened upon our spot, hiding and waiting. “What do you want? Why are you here?” I asked,
standing up and going over to my tent to grab something. “I told you, I’m here for you! I want you. And
we belong together, we make a formidable team.” Dagur stated again.
I have heard most of this before, minus the I want you. That had a new meaning to it. Something a bit
deeper than just the usual brotherly obsession. Dagur had always wanted us to join forces, be brothers,
as he would call it. What he just said sounded more... sexual. I shook my head to get rid of the thought,
it wasn’t needed right now...... or wanted. “Is it ok If I stay here with you?! I’m going to stay here with
you! I’ll keep you company!” Dagur asked and then stated. He just kept rambling on and on, and my
newly found peace was very fast disappearing. “Okay! Yeah, you can stay, but you are going to have to
help me and Toothless do stuff, like hunt for food and scavenge and keep things clean and protect the
camp site.” I listed off the number of things to be done around here, waiting for a protest from Dagur,
but it never came. I looked up and Dagur was standing there nodding. “I can help with everything! I am
here to win your favor! I’ll do everything I can to make that happen.” Dagur stated very seriously.
“I’ll take the company. I haven’t gotten any food yet today, so we can go hunting. Oh, and no dragons!
Deer, bear, and other creatures are fine, but NO DRAGONS!” I told Dagur, looking him straight in the
eyes. Toothless finally came out of the bushes, still on guard and standing tall. Dagur looked at him and
rolled his eyes, “Get used to it Toothy... I’m going to hang around for a while.” Dagur said.