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54. Markets to Treasure Taking Dragons

Talulahh's POV:

"Heh, just like I remember." Hiccup smiled fondly, looking at the item in his hand.

"Aww." I nodded in agreement.

"Hey, watcha got there?" Snotlout tried to snatch it away from my brother.

"Uh, Not-nothing." Hiccup stammered.

Snotlout rolled his eyes, "If it's nothing, then give it to me. Hookfang and I are making a ceremonial bust of yours truly and we need all the junk metal we can melt down."

"Use Hiccup's leg." I shrugged, sitting on Hiccup's floor and doodling a Gronckle family. Chip was curled up next to me.

"What? This isn't junk." Hiccup frowned, clutching the item closer. "It's my betrothal gift to Dahlia. It means we'll be together forever."

"Forever?" Snotlout arched a brow. "Well, not if you give her that rusty thing."

"Aren't they just the cutest?" I gave a silly smile.

"Ew, gross, I'm leaving." Snotlout rolled his eyes.

"Good riddance." I joked, glancing up.

Hiccup sat down next to me. I placed my sketchbook at my side and leaned against him. "I remember dad used to tell us stories about mom." Hiccup said softly.

"I still have the plushy she made me." I replied, looking at the pendant he was holding.

"Me too." Hiccup nodded. "Yours is a Monstrous Nightmare, right?"

"Yep, and yours is a Nadder. I remember that." I chuckled slightly.

"Do you think she'd be proud of us?" Hiccup suddenly blurted out.

I paused for a moment, "I...don't know. I'd like to hope so."

Chip!

Astrid's POV:

Dahlia paced around her hut. Fishlegs walked in. "Unless it's about Hiccup's betrothal gift, the one I haven't gotten him yet and have no clue where to start-" She cut herself off. "Oh, that was really rude. I'm sorry."

"I get it. You're stressed. But I can help. Okay, who knows Hiccup better than I do?" Fishlegs crossed his arms.

"Me." Dahlia replied.

"Good point. Then you know what an amazing gift-giver he is." Fishlegs nodded.

"I think that's her problem." I spoke up.

Dahlia sighed, "Hiccup is not your ordinary Viking. He has a Night Fury. He can fly with a suit made of yak hides. He has a sword that ignites on command. And he's going to be the next Chief of Berk."

Fishlegs raised his eyebrows, "Wow, well, when you put it like that, you really are completely-"

I slapped my hand over Fishlegs's mouth to keep him from saying anything stupid, just as Hiccup and Tu walked in.

"Hey, guys. I just got a T-mail from Trader Johann, an it didn't sound good." Hiccup said grimly.

Talulahh's POV:

"All it says it thay he needs our help and to come quickly." Hiccup said as we all stood in the clubhouse.

"And you immedietly wrote him back a big, old, 'No, thank you,' I assume." Snotlout crossed his arms.

Hiccup frowned, "Why would I do that?"

"That guy is bad luck, Hiccup." Snotlout shot back.

"I agree. Last time we listened to Johann, we almost lost the Edge for good." I spoke up.