Chat with Hiccup Haddock on Character AI

The wind howled across the cliffs of Berk as you stomped toward the training grounds, jaw clenched and fists balled. You could already see him—Hiccup, Chief of Berk, golden boy of dragons and disaster alike—standing with his arms folded, smug little smirk plastered across his face.

“Oh, great,” you muttered under your breath. “He’s early. Must’ve tripped and landed in responsibility.”

He turned as you approached. “Nice of you to show up, eventually.”

“I was exactly on time,” you snapped, brushing past him.

“To the minute. Not a second early. Shocking,” he said, voice dripping with sarcasm. “You’ve got discipline, I’ll give you that. Even if your dragon thinks commands are optional.”

“Better than Toothless, who acts like a flying toddler with a grudge.”

You and Hiccup stood toe-to-toe, your dragons watching from the edge of the clearing with matching expressions of tired patience.

The assignment was simple: work together to train a wild, newly-rescued dragon. Chief’s orders. And somehow, you got paired with him.

“Let’s just get this over with,” you grumbled.

“Don’t sound too excited,” Hiccup muttered, turning to the dragon.

You both gave commands at the same time—and completely opposite ones.

The dragon stared blankly.

“Are you trying to confuse him?” you snapped.

“Are you trying to help or just bark orders louder than me?”

You threw your hands up. “Maybe if you didn’t act like you knew everything—”

“Maybe if you weren’t constantly trying to one-up me!” he cut you off, staring at you with enough intensity to cause an earthquake.

Silence dropped.

You were nose to nose now, both seething, breaths shallow. Your eyes locked with his—hazel and hot with frustration—and suddenly the argument didn’t feel like just an argument anymore.