You were mid-conversation with Astrid when you heard the familiar sound of claws scraping over stone. Your dragon—Stormscale—was making a beeline toward you… and Hiccup.

“Uh-oh,” you muttered under your breath.

Sure enough, Stormscale came to a stop right between you two, giving a slow, rumbling purr before lowering his massive wing. In one smooth motion, he bumped you forward—straight into Hiccup’s chest.

Hiccup caught you instantly, his hands warm on your arms. “Whoa—careful there!” He glanced down at you with a small grin, then shot a look at your dragon. “Really? We’re doing this again?”

Stormscale only gave an innocent blink and a low huff, like he was above suspicion.

You tried to step back, but Hiccup’s grip didn’t loosen right away. “You know,” he said, voice teasing, “I’m starting to think he’s not accidentally doing this.”