(A/N: Hello fellow httyd fans! I have wanted to write this story for so long, I am soooo happy! Well, I really don't have anything of importance to say besides I didn't come up with the names Hiccup, Stoick, Haddock, the original dragon species or their names and whatnot. All of my characters that are descendants of Vikings have Scandinavian names that I have looked up. Enough with the disclaimers! Time for the story!)

Meet Tove

This island, one with a spiraling mountain reaching up to the sky, a lush forest full of sturdy pines, and one standalone house, is Berk. It is in the middle of nowhere in the Atlantic Ocean, with a very little population to show how habitable it is. Most people would leave, what with the extremely cold weather, little food and full of hard work. Not us, we're descendants of Vikings, we're stubborn. My Name is Tove Anne Haddock and I'm 16. I live here with my dad, Stoick the XIV, my mom, Vera, my brothers 18 year olds Axel and Casper (they're fraternal twins), and my Uncle Hiccup. Remember what I said about not leaving? Yeah, that doesn't apply to Uncle Hiccup the X. He and my dad both owned part of the deed to the island, they split it half and half you know. Well, today I found out that my Uncle tricked my dad into signing a paper that turned the whole deed over to him, sold the island under our noses to U.S. government (I still don't get how the U.S. government got the deed instead of one of the European governments, but I am not that well versed in legal stuff.), and now we are being forced to move to the good old U.S of A. Of course you can only guess what happened to my opinion of my Uncle Hiccup, along with everybody else's. my family is in the process of packing now, the government brought us a water plane to take us to the mainland with enough room for suitcases and furniture and everything. But I am not at the house right now, I am in the ravine where my great great great great great (well, you get the idea, a lot of greats ok!) great grandfather Hiccup first met his dragon Toothless, and changed the world forever. This has always been one of my favorite spots on the island, being here kind of makes me feel like a time traveler, like I could just go back and talk to the original Hiccup whenever I want to. Now, basically all of my childhood is being ripped away from me in one fell swoop. I can't help but wonder what my Uncle was thinking when he decided to sell this place….

'don't dwell on it Tove, maybe you will like Florida.' I reassured myself

'NOT likely.' I stood up slowly and headed out of the ravine, not wanting my last moments on my home to end. When I finally made it to my house, I found that my mother had already packed both my suitcases and put all my furniture away in the plane. All that was left of my cozy upstairs bedroom was my stuffed plushie dragon that I've had since I was five when my parents got me it as a present on one of their travels. It wasn't a real species of dragon, but it looked cool nonetheless. I may be fifteen, but this is the one thing I will probably never give up. I took the stuffed animal in my arms (it's only about the size of a notebook.) and headed out of the now empty house down to the plane. But I felt myself resisting, like my body wouldn't let me go. As much as I wanted to agree with it, staying was not an option.

"Come on Tove, it'll be OK, I promise we'll all be back here together someday, save for Uncle Hiccup, because Dad will have tied him to a tree in Florida and left him there." Axel said, trying his best to cheer me up.

"Yeah, you're right, we definitely will." I agreed trying to buoy myself up with his optimism. Axel, despite his immaturity, can be a pretty great older brother sometimes. Casper then joined us, sidling up next to me.

"Don't worry; as soon as we get to Florida, Uncle Hiccup is going to get a big surprise! I have the perfect thing planned for him!" he exclaimed, excited. We were all silent after this expression, not sure what to say, that's when Dad came up behind us.

"Well kids, it's time to go. Have you said your goodbyes?" we all nodded. "Then lets board the plane." he said in a plaintive tone. Mom was next, standing next to Dad, all five of us headed to the plane, not knowing what was in store for us.

(A/N: well, how was it? I'd love to know! Please R&R, it would be greatly appreciated!)