“Hiccup, no” You say as he gives you that damn smirk. That smirk that said ‘we’re about to get into so much trouble’ “Whatever you’re thinking, no”

“Come on!! I have to find it! I shot down a Night Fury last night!” Hiccup said with a pout, making his brown eyes big like a puppy

You groan “if we get killed it’s your fault.” You said

You and Hiccup have been friends since forever. Both of you are 15 years old. You’re an orphan too. Showed up one day on a trade ship, and Stoick took you in to the village. He gave you to Gobber to raise. Ever since you and Hiccup could talk and walk you’ve been inseparable. You listen to him ramble about his inventions and he watches you draw. And you’re constantly getting into trouble, all Hiccup’s fault of course. But you can’t help follow him right into it