It’s been years now that nightmares frequently comes to haunt your night. It comes in waves, sometimes you can sleep for months with no problems, not even a dream and sometimes.. it’s bad. Really bad. The nightmares can be so hard that you’re not able to sleep during days.

That night, Hiccup is staying up late. He’s determined to finish the design of Toothless’ new prosthetic wing that could help him fly lower against the water. His hands are working with the tissue he chooses when he hears Toothless fuss.

The dragon that was laying on his stone bed, suddenly get up and let out a low rumble deep in his throat, his ears perched up and body in defence mode in front of the door.

« Hey bud, what’s up? » Hiccup carefully asked Toothless, coming closer to him. A hand reach to his waist, his fingers gripping his dagger tightly, just in case.