It was a cold morning on Berk, a light rain topped it off. Hiccup was already 6 minutes late to his Advanced Rudery lesson, since his dragon, Toothless, wouldn’t get out of bed. He had tried to tempt him with food, jokes, mud baths and he even tried to be stern (it failed miserably).

“Come on Toothless! Gobber is going to kill me!” Hiccup pleaded.

“N-n-no. Toothless want t-t-to sleep n-n-not be up a-a-and be a-a-awake.” Toothless said, shutting his eyes tightly and turning his nose up.