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The clearing was a very nice place to think. It was an equal distance from Berk and from the cove that had become something of a second home. It was a nice, quiet circle with a small pond that was perfect for fishing. The only real problem was that Toothless knew where it was.

Hiccup stared up at the sky, and sighed before sinking down on top of a rock. How, exactly, was he supposed to get home? Especially with Ash Fall determined to follow him around! Really, Hiccup had enough of that with Crispy- at the entire dragon population of Berk, but that didn't really matter at the moment. What mattered was the Night Fury with trust issues and stubbornness that rivaled a Viking.

The Night Fury who was currently staring right at Hiccup, only inches from his face.

With a surprised shout, Hiccup fell backward off of the rock. A twin surprised shout could be heard from Ash Fall as he jumped backward, having just been unintentionally kicked by Hiccup's metal leg. For a moment, the two glared at each other, but that soon ended when Hiccup had a realization. Jumping to his feet- only pausing to hiss in pain from the mistreatment of his recovering stump- Hiccup whooped and punched the air.

"That's it! The Shining Stone of the Mood Dragons! A shining stone got us here- another should get us back! Thank you, Ash Fall!" Hiccup immediately started for the trees, but instead tripped and fell. Luckily, the amount of time it had taken him to first think about Ash Fall being as stubborn as a Viking, and then to realize Ash Fall was inches away and have a glaring match with the human dragon, was enough time for Toothless to make it from the cove to Hiccup's 'secret' clearing.

Toothless caught Hiccup and glared at the perceived threat of Ash Fall. The younger Night Fury had been about to catch Hiccup himself, all the while looking annoyed that Hiccup was so clumsy. The two seemed to be at odds. Ash Fall was just curious about how a human could be so different from those he knew. Toothless was afraid those feelings would change too quickly.

Hiccup just didn't want a worse paradox than they already had.

It was for that very reason that Hiccup shoved the two Night Furies away from him and looked around for Crispy. The Terror had followed Toothless and was sitting on a tree branch, watching the scene and ready to flee should the two larger, more powerful dragons decide to wage war. With a sigh, Hiccup called Crispy down and looked at the two mildly put-off dragons on either side of him.

"Toothless, we're visiting the Bog Burglars." The words were strangely resolute for a statement coming from Hiccup's mouth. There was a force there that usually was not.

"The Bog Burglars? Why?" Toothless was puzzled by the statement itself, and not so much Hiccup's tone. He had heard Hiccup speak like that on several occasions.

"The Shining Stone of the Mood Dragons." Hiccup stated, once more starting to walk. He ignored the look of disbelief from all of the dragons. He knew this could be considered one of his crazier plans, especially since at this point the Viking-Dragon War was still going on. However, it was necessary. This was the only for-sure lead he had. They would just need to get used to it.

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"Why are you following us?!" Toothless snorted as they flew through the air toward Bog Burglar territory. Ash Fall had once again decided to follow, and was amusing himself by doing tricks and looping circles around Toothless.

"Because I have nothing better to do." Ash Fall replied to Toothless as though it should be obvious, aiming a very small puff of fire at the older Night Fury's foot.

Toothless and Hiccup had rolled away from the puff of fire in a moment, and Toothless snarled at Ash Fall angrily. That could have endangered Hiccup! "Go keep too many from dying on a raid! Leave us alone! You can fly now!"

Ash Fall didn't reply, knowing there was no answer he could give that would pacify the older dragon. Especially since Toothless was so possessive of his human rider. He would just have to be quiet for a while and hope that he would be at least somewhat forgiven.

Toothless ignored the behavior, quickly banking left and diving toward the island that could be seen below.

It was night, and no one would be able to spot Toothless or Ash Fall. They were designed for flying in the dark without being seen. It was their element. And since all Vikings were currently at war with the dragons, being raided to feed the Green Death, it was the best cover they could have. The Mood Dragons lived in a nest uncontrolled by the Green Death not far from the Bog Burglar village, and they would have to land fairly close to the human dwellings to reach it.

The dragons silently swooped over the village, careful not to let their presence be known. To Toothless it was child's play, even with a saddle and fake tail fin. Sweeping across the area without being noticed was simply what he did. To Ash Fall, it took more effort. He was used to being noticed. He may not steal food, but he attacked the humans just as strongly as any other dragon- from a safe distance away. He was not like Toothless, who had taken to only being noticed when he wished to be.

He remembered what Stoick had been telling Gobber about on the ship leading to Death.

"I can't believe it, Gobber! Dragons have killed hundreds of us! And what does he say?! 'We've killed thousands of them!' Like we are the ones at fault! Hah! They attacked us first. We did nothing wrong."

Toothless landed on the outskirts of the village and turned his head back to look at Hiccup. He hoped that the young Viking knew what he was doing. The war was strong until the Green Death fell, and this could just turn into another one of those battles that added to the hundreds and thousands killed.

"…We'll be fine." Hiccup stated, climbing out of the saddle and patting Toothless's neck, "And then we'll be home."

Toothless nodded and nuzzled Hiccup as Crispy- for once going un-scolded- climbed to sit on Hiccup's head with a nod of agreement.

It was this scene, watched by an awkward Ash Fall, that was interrupted by a small but demanding voice.

"Who awe you?!"

Spinning around and almost falling in the process, Hiccup found himself staring at a little girl with short, blond, tangled hair, and a glare that could rival Stoick's. Hiccup had a sneaking suspicion about who this was, but he needed to make sure.

"Hiccup. And you?"

The little girl puffed with pride, "I'm Camicazi, Heir and Hope to the Tribe of the Bog Burglars!"

They just had to be caught by a three-year-old, didn't they?

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--FIRST PERSON POV--

That boy claims to be called Hiccup! Weird. He must be a Hooligan! But… why does he have evil dragons with him?

…I wonder if I can pet them..?

Description
The clearing was a very nice place to think. It was an equal distance from Berk and from the cove that had become something of a second home. It was a nice, quiet circle with a small pond that was perfect for fishing. The only real problem was that Toothless knew where it was.

Hiccup stared up at the sky, and sighed before sinking down on top of a rock. How, exactly, was he supposed to get home? Especially with Ash Fall determined to follow him around! Really, Hiccup had enough of that with Crispy- at the entire dragon population of Berk, but that didn't really matter at the moment. What mattered was the Night Fury with trust issues and stubbornness that rivaled a Viking.

The Night Fury who was currently staring right at Hiccup, only inches from his face.

With a surprised shout, Hiccup fell backward off of the rock. A twin surprised shout could be heard from Ash Fall as he jumped backward, having just been unintentionally kicked by Hiccup's metal leg. For a moment, the two glared at each other, but that soon ended when Hiccup had a realization. Jumping to his feet- only pausing to hiss in pain from the mistreatment of his recovering stump- Hiccup whooped and punched the air.

"That's it! The Shining Stone of the Mood Dragons! A shining stone got us here- another should get us back! Thank you, Ash Fall!" Hiccup immediately started for the trees, but instead tripped and fell. Luckily, the amount of time it had taken him to first think about Ash Fall being as stubborn as a Viking, and then to realize Ash Fall was inches away and have a glaring match with the human dragon, was enough time for Toothless to make it from the cove to Hiccup's 'secret' clearing.

Toothless caught Hiccup and glared at the perceived threat of Ash Fall. The younger Night Fury had been about to catch Hiccup himself, all the while looking annoyed that Hiccup was so clumsy. The two seemed to be at odds. Ash Fall was just curious about how a human could be so different from those he knew. Toothless was afraid those feelings would change too quickly.

Hiccup just didn't want a worse paradox than they already had.

It was for that very reason that Hiccup shoved the two Night Furies away from him and looked around for Crispy. The Terror had followed Toothless and was sitting on a tree branch, watching the scene and ready to flee should the two larger, more powerful dragons decide to wage war. With a sigh, Hiccup called Crispy down and looked at the two mildly put-off dragons on either side of him.

"Toothless, we're visiting the Bog Burglars." The words were strangely resolute for a statement coming from Hiccup's mouth. There was a force there that usually was not.

"The Bog Burglars? Why?" Toothless was puzzled by the statement itself, and not so much Hiccup's tone. He had heard Hiccup speak like that on several occasions.

"The Shining Stone of the Mood Dragons." Hiccup stated, once more starting to walk. He ignored the look of disbelief from all of the dragons. He knew this could be considered one of his crazier plans, especially since at this point the Viking-Dragon War was still going on. However, it was necessary. This was the only for-sure lead he had. They would just need to get used to it.

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"Why are you following us?!" Toothless snorted as they flew through the air toward Bog Burglar territory. Ash Fall had once again decided to follow, and was amusing himself by doing tricks and looping circles around Toothless.

"Because I have nothing better to do." Ash Fall replied to Toothless as though it should be obvious, aiming a very small puff of fire at the older Night Fury's foot.

Toothless and Hiccup had rolled away from the puff of fire in a moment, and Toothless snarled at Ash Fall angrily. That could have endangered Hiccup! "Go keep too many from dying on a raid! Leave us alone! You can fly now!"

Ash Fall didn't reply, knowing there was no answer he could give that would pacify the older dragon. Especially since Toothless was so possessive of his human rider. He would just have to be quiet for a while and hope that he would be at least somewhat forgiven.

Toothless ignored the behavior, quickly banking left and diving toward the island that could be seen below.

It was night, and no one would be able to spot Toothless or Ash Fall. They were designed for flying in the dark without being seen. It was their element. And since all Vikings were currently at war with the dragons, being raided to feed the Green Death, it was the best cover they could have. The Mood Dragons lived in a nest uncontrolled by the Green Death not far from the Bog Burglar village, and they would have to land fairly close to the human dwellings to reach it.

The dragons silently swooped over the village, careful not to let their presence be known. To Toothless it was child's play, even with a saddle and fake tail fin. Sweeping across the area without being noticed was simply what he did. To Ash Fall, it took more effort. He was used to being noticed. He may not steal food, but he attacked the humans just as strongly as any other dragon- from a safe distance away. He was not like Toothless, who had taken to only being noticed when he wished to be.

He remembered what Stoick had been telling Gobber about on the ship leading to Death.

"I can't believe it, Gobber! Dragons have killed hundreds of us! And what does he say?! 'We've killed thousands of them!' Like we are the ones at fault! Hah! They attacked us first. We did nothing wrong."

Toothless landed on the outskirts of the village and turned his head back to look at Hiccup. He hoped that the young Viking knew what he was doing. The war was strong until the Green Death fell, and this could just turn into another one of those battles that added to the hundreds and thousands killed.

"…We'll be fine." Hiccup stated, climbing out of the saddle and patting Toothless's neck, "And then we'll be home."

Toothless nodded and nuzzled Hiccup as Crispy- for once going un-scolded- climbed to sit on Hiccup's head with a nod of agreement.

It was this scene, watched by an awkward Ash Fall, that was interrupted by a small but demanding voice.

"Who awe you?!"

Spinning around and almost falling in the process, Hiccup found himself staring at a little girl with short, blond, tangled hair, and a glare that could rival Stoick's. Hiccup had a sneaking suspicion about who this was, but he needed to make sure.

"Hiccup. And you?"

The little girl puffed with pride, "I'm Camicazi, Heir and Hope to the Tribe of the Bog Burglars!"

They just had to be caught by a three-year-old, didn't they?

---

--FIRST PERSON POV--

That boy claims to be called Hiccup! Weird. He must be a Hooligan! But… why does he have evil dragons with him?

…I wonder if I can pet them..?