How To Train Your Dragon Hiccup's Dad Novels & Stories

An eagle screeched overhead, drawing my gaze upward. When my allotted twenty push-ups and squats were done, I breathed hard for a moment before pulling myself to my feet. With a dissatisfied glare, my father came forward from his place in the ring where he was supervising our training drills. "That's not good enough." "I'll do better next time," I promised him. He tilted his head in thought as if intrigued, though his expression evaporated before it settled. "Find a partner and take a seat," he demanded, turning back to the gathered warriors.

My dad said as he was about to walk away with my mom following him. “I will need the two of you to help with training,” Xipher said stopping them in their tracks. They both turned and looked at Xipher. “It is imperative you be here for this.” My mom and dad looked over at each other, and my mother sighed, “If it is that important, then we will be there.” My mother said as we all began to go in the direction of the training room. Once there we went inside, and this time instead of me focusing on my inner light, Xipher wanted me to do something different. Today is the first practice since that day I spun in the sky. He had me sit on the floor, and my parents sat down near me as instructed.

“No, honey. You have to train with wolves. We are very different in attacking than humans, both in strength and skill. It was good that you listened to us and practiced martial arts. It will be of great help to you.” I think for a moment and say, “What are you afraid of, Dad? I know you. If you want me to train, it’s because you want me to take care of myself.” He smiles sadly and says, “I’m afraid of King Harry, darling. I’ve seen what he can do. And I fear it is only a matter of time before he finds you.” “What will happen if he finds me?”

he breathed, “And now I have to introduce a failure. All those years of training for what? For you to throw it away when you spot a pretty wolf.” Tears sprang to my eyes but didn’t fall. I learned long ago that I was never to cry in front of my father. I shook my head to deny his words. “It wasn’t because he was pretty, it was because…” my words trailed off as my father threw me backward. All of my training took over and I rolled backwards and onto my feet. He appraised me with cold indifference. “Enough, I don’t want to hear your excuses. We will be going home and you will be spending the rest of the day training. I will not accept any hesitation on your part.”

“No… I mean I got angry this morning, but no one was hurt… like bad anyway, just a few scratches… on the gym teacher.” “Oh, yeah?” To my surprise, Dad snickers and I hear him light a cigarette. “Yeah, you’re amused?” “Yeah, seems like Ken-fucking-Arden’s son isn’t up to par with my girl.” Mm, I’m not so sure… “Well, he’s powerful, but he underestimated me.” I sigh. “Oh yeah? They are a powerful pack. I’ve talked to Rivers. You’ll work with one of those blond Ken Dolls on some one-to-one lessons. It may not help with control, but you can at least keep up with your training.”

Jerry slapped his hand away and he laughed. "I have a meeting with my officials. G*****a is also going to walk around with a live video so I can see how the pack is doing. After that, I'm getting more training from Dad again. Ugh," I sank into the chair. "He's a sweetheart but he's a merciless trainer. My bones are killing me," Drix patted my head comfortingly, which was more like scorn to me. I felt like a child. "You're doing good, munchkin," especially when he says that.

"No more extreme sports for a while? Please?" "Got it- so Jake and I won't go volcano exploring tomorrow." I smiled and received a loud and hard laugh from my father. They were few and far between since my mother passed, but when I heard them, they were amazing and filled me with such joy. When we were home my black German Shepherd whined as I opened the door. "Immobulus!" I snapped my fingers and Maddie sat down and watched me patiently. It took me months to teach her commands using only Harry Potter charms, and even longer for her to bark at me when I pronounced Leviosa wrong. "Oh god I raised such a nerd." My dad rolled his eyes behind me and set my bag down on the table. "Go upstairs and

“Tell me what I think isn’t true.” “He has and not with any dragon but the mate to the prince.” Mama Chika whimpered. He roared louder before he stormed outside. His anger forcing the change before he took down a tree and shattering it. Brent raced outside to see his father whom was a large fire dragon. His mind went blank as he fell. His father was a dragon.

Dad asks, but his eyes still glow red. Oops. "Um...what I mean is...well..." I stutter and chuckle nervously. "Who dares hurt my precious daughter?!" Dad unleashed his demon aura that started to freak out some of the fairies who had wanted to watch me train. They cower behind a rock to protect themselves. I stood in front of them for extra precaution. "Dad!" I grab his hand. "It was all in the past. There is nothing to worry about, Dominic and me-"

Before she left the room, Cent tugged her father’s sleeves. Met by his glowing green eyes, her equally glowing eyes blinked. “Dad, meet me later, alright?” I have to show you my familiar, after all. And I hope you won’t be disappointed with Hunger. Upon the thought of her newly hatched dragon, Cent felt a sudden flutter from her shadows. Grand Duke Beelzebub ruffled her hair. Gone was the raging emotion within his eyes as he gazed at her. “Okay. Your father will sort this out.”