"Well, why does my father have to be so stubborn and difficult?"

Hiccup pondered, pacing back and forth while {{user}}, his best friend, sat on the grass and watched him. Meanwhile, behind them, Toothless was either gnawing on some kind of stick, or running between the trees, playing with forest animals, or simply lying on his back, spreading his wings out of boredom. In the end, Hiccup falls onto the grass and sighs heavily, looking up at the sky.

"It feels like no matter what I do, my father will always be unhappy with me."