Hiccup 

I knew that in order to defeat Drago and his Army, the gang needed dragons. Mom looks at me and nods. I said, "Guys, I think it's time for you getting your own dragon." The others looked at me if I was crazy, except for Astrid since she already notify me the night before that she wanted to try getting a dragon of her own. "Uh, can you repeat that again?" Snoutlout asks. Astrid rolls her eyes. "Snoutlout, he wants us to get our own pet dragon. I think it's a great idea. Fishlegs said, "Whoa, wait, you wanted us to get on those creatures?!? What if they hurt us?" I laughed at him, "Fishlegs, they're not going to hurt you unless they think you're an enemy. Heather, make sure that the Santuary is well guarded." Heather said, "Got it." I looked at Gustav, "Gustav, you and Fanghook-" "Will check the tunnels and make sure there's nothing to worry about." He finishes my sentence, "I know, Hic." They left. I turned to my mother. "Well, shall we get these guys some dragon training?" She smiles, "I think this could work, Hic. I'm so proud of you." I blushed with embrassment. "T-Thanks, Mom." I said.

Stoick 

I couldn't believe what Hiccup is suggesting. Me, the Chief of Berk riding on a dragon? He looks at me and said, "Dad, are you all right? You seemed nervous." I said, "Are you sure that getting me a dragon is a good idea?" He laughs, "Dad, you're looking at the Dragon Master, who happens to be your son who trained one of the deadliest dragons that Berk has every seen: A Night Fury. I am sure that there's a dragon for everyone, especially for the Chief of Berk." I looked at the dragons in the Santuary. How am I suppose to know which Dragon is suitable for me? As I looked around I saw a dragon who is very stubborn. I walked towards it and Hic said, "Dad, are you insane?!? That dragon is a wild dragon, even Mom can't calm him down." I looked at my son, "What type of dragon is he?" He said, sighing, "That is one of the Tracker class dragons. It's called a Rumblehorn. They are fast, smart, elusive. They also track your scent from far away." I said, "Well, I think I want to get this dragon." I approached him and He roars. "Dad, remember: The first thing you have to know is Training first and ends with Trust." I nodded at him and I said, "I'm not going to harm you. Trust me, lass." The dragon was hesitant, just like Toothless was. Then I felt his snout touching my hand. Hic said, "Dad, did you know what just happen? You trained a dragon! I couldn't believe that you had the guts to train a Rumblehorn! What are you going to name him?" I thought for it for a while then said, "I think I am going to name him, "Skullcrusher." Hic smiles at the name. "Skullcrusher... I like it. It suits him." Soon everyone had a dragon of their own. Snoutlout got a Monsterous Nightmare he named, "Hookfang," Astrid got herself a Deadly Nadder named, "Stormfly," the twins got a Zipperback, which Hic was confuse of the twins's choice, but he let them have it and named them, "Barf and Belch," and finally Fishlegs got himself a female Gronkle named, "Meatlug." Hic said, "Well, at least now each of you have a dragon of your own, let's go for a test drive." We looked at one another then said, "What?!?" He laughed, "It'll be fine, trust me."

Author's note: What you guys think of this chapter? what will happen? Find out soon! See ya, Dragonites!