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Stoick awoke suddenly with a slight jolt from a dream that had felt like it went on for ages. He lay there mildly confused as he let himself wake up. He stared at the wall for several seconds, trying to savor the last memories of that dream. He wished he hadn't woken up, it had been one of the best dreams he'd had in years. He was dancing in a cavern with his wife, Valka. The wife he had lost so long ago. She was as beautiful as the day he had lost her. They were dancing and singing the song... their song.
Stoick let the image of his wifes beautiful face burn into his mind, remembering how wonderful her voice had sounded.

"My dearest one, my darling dear, your mighty words astound me." She had sung, taking his hand in hers. "I've no need for mighty deeds when I feel yours arms around me!".
Hiccup was there too, they were all together...

Stoick rolled over feeling empty. It had been a beautiful dream, but it couldn't have been real. Stoick glanced towards the corner of his room, where a figure sat by the fireplace. The figure was sitting up, leaning on her arm asleep. Stoick was no longer asleep as he sat up quicker, hardly believing his eyes. "Val...?" he said breathlessly. His voice was hoarse and his throat ached slightly. Valka jerked awake, the soft voice of her husband startling her. "Stoick?!" she quickly ran over to his bed side. "Stoick! Oh, Stoick..." she begun crying. "By the gods Stoick I'd thought you'd never wake!" she was holding back sobs now. "I'm here Stoick..." She grabbed his large hand in her own, squeezing it. Stoick couldn't believe his eyes as he held his wife's hand. She looked exactly like she had out of his dream; same lines under her eyes, same grey streaks through her hear. But she looked tireder and her eyes were puffy as if she had been crying.
"Val... I can't believe you're here!" Stoick said softly, holding Val as she sobbed. "Of course I'm here Stoick, I'd never leave! Not again." She grabbed his face in her hands, kissing him all over his cheeks and nose. Tears streamed down her thin face as she held on to Stoick.

"Again?" Stoick thought. Stoick felt sick with fear suddenly as the previous days memories hit him like a war hammer. Valka and him dancing, the giant white Bewilderbeast, the ice caverns. The other Bewilderbeast being controlled by a man with a staff... The man controlling Toothless. Chills ran up Stoicks spine, remembering Toothless, eyes like a cats as he approached his son, and firing a blast of flame at him, Hiccup. A blast of flame he had gotten hit by jumping in front of Hiccup.

"H-Hiccup!" Stoick attempted to sit up, but stopped when pain wracked his body. He groaned loudly, clutching at his stomach. He looked down and saw the bandages wrapped around him. Blood stained the middle of the bandages where he presumed Toothless' fire had struck him.
"No, sit down!" Valka forced her husband to sit back down, pressing him into the bed. "What about Hiccup?!" Stoick looked at his wife with slight panic. "I've got to-"
"Hiccups fine Stoick!" Valka grabbed his face, holding it in place so she could look into his eyes. "They're all fine, every ones fine! Toothless challenged Drago's Bewilderbeast for the Alpha title and won! He fled with his wounded dragons and hasn't been seen since." Stoick settled down, clutching his wife's hand. Valka continued to look at his face, filled with doubt and brow furrowed. "Hiccup isn't hurt then?", he glanced up at her. "No, Stoick, Hiccup's fine. You saved his life, he would've died if it wasn't for you.". "And Toothless? Where is he?" Stoick was beginning to feel worry and doubt again. He couldn't fathom his sons trusted dragon attempting to harm him or anyone else. "Toothless is with Hiccup, the reason he attacked Hiccup was because the Alpha dragon controls ALL of the dragons. And he who controls the Alpha-"
"Controls all the dragons." Stoick finished, looking down in worry.
There was silence between them as Stoick's brow continued to furrow in worry. Valka smiled warmly at him, placing her hand on his cheek. "Don't worry Stoick, everything is going to be alright. Now just rest until you feel better, no need to go running off getting yourself hurt again. Hiccup is taking care of the Chief business while your hurt." Stoick glanced up at his wife, doubt on his face over weather Hiccup could handle it. She seemed to know what he was thinking as she playfully scoffed at him. "Oh Stoick. You worry too much." Valka crawled into bed next to her husband, wrapping her arm over him, careful to watch the bandages.

"Get some sleep, love. You need your wrest." Stoick felt tired all of the sudden again. He figured worrying isn't doing to do him any good now. He had plenty of time to worry about Drago coming back later. He had much to be happy about. He looked down at his wife who was hugging him tightly. He thought of Hiccup who had saved every one, and his wife who was finally back to him. He could barely believe it.
"Right you are, Val. He leaned over and kissed Val, who returned the kiss. Stoick laid down the pillow, and began drifting off to sleep.

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First time drawing them, dunno if they look ok x.x
Pretty happy with how Stoick came out but something about Val irks me

oh well :'D

AU-
I mean totally cannon thing that happened. It was in the after credits-credits
Didn't see it? Well you clearly weren't looking hard enough!

Art©
Stoick and Valka© Dreamsworks dreamworkspleasebringstoickbackIwillsellmysoulPLEASE
Please do not copy, alter, trace, or reproduce in any way, shape or form without my written permission. Thank you.

Description
Stoick awoke suddenly with a slight jolt from a dream that had felt like it went on for ages. He lay there mildly confused as he let himself wake up. He stared at the wall for several seconds, trying to savor the last memories of that dream. He wished he hadn't woken up, it had been one of the best dreams he'd had in years. He was dancing in a cavern with his wife, Valka. The wife he had lost so long ago. She was as beautiful as the day he had lost her. They were dancing and singing the song... their song.
Stoick let the image of his wifes beautiful face burn into his mind, remembering how wonderful her voice had sounded.

"My dearest one, my darling dear, your mighty words astound me." She had sung, taking his hand in hers. "I've no need for mighty deeds when I feel yours arms around me!".
Hiccup was there too, they were all together...

Stoick rolled over feeling empty. It had been a beautiful dream, but it couldn't have been real. Stoick glanced towards the corner of his room, where a figure sat by the fireplace. The figure was sitting up, leaning on her arm asleep. Stoick was no longer asleep as he sat up quicker, hardly believing his eyes. "Val...?" he said breathlessly. His voice was hoarse and his throat ached slightly. Valka jerked awake, the soft voice of her husband startling her. "Stoick?!" she quickly ran over to his bed side. "Stoick! Oh, Stoick..." she begun crying. "By the gods Stoick I'd thought you'd never wake!" she was holding back sobs now. "I'm here Stoick..." She grabbed his large hand in her own, squeezing it. Stoick couldn't believe his eyes as he held his wife's hand. She looked exactly like she had out of his dream; same lines under her eyes, same grey streaks through her hear. But she looked tireder and her eyes were puffy as if she had been crying.
"Val... I can't believe you're here!" Stoick said softly, holding Val as she sobbed. "Of course I'm here Stoick, I'd never leave! Not again." She grabbed his face in her hands, kissing him all over his cheeks and nose. Tears streamed down her thin face as she held on to Stoick.

"Again?" Stoick thought. Stoick felt sick with fear suddenly as the previous days memories hit him like a war hammer. Valka and him dancing, the giant white Bewilderbeast, the ice caverns. The other Bewilderbeast being controlled by a man with a staff... The man controlling Toothless. Chills ran up Stoicks spine, remembering Toothless, eyes like a cats as he approached his son, and firing a blast of flame at him, Hiccup. A blast of flame he had gotten hit by jumping in front of Hiccup.

"H-Hiccup!" Stoick attempted to sit up, but stopped when pain wracked his body. He groaned loudly, clutching at his stomach. He looked down and saw the bandages wrapped around him. Blood stained the middle of the bandages where he presumed Toothless' fire had struck him.
"No, sit down!" Valka forced her husband to sit back down, pressing him into the bed. "What about Hiccup?!" Stoick looked at his wife with slight panic. "I've got to-"
"Hiccups fine Stoick!" Valka grabbed his face, holding it in place so she could look into his eyes. "They're all fine, every ones fine! Toothless challenged Drago's Bewilderbeast for the Alpha title and won! He fled with his wounded dragons and hasn't been seen since." Stoick settled down, clutching his wife's hand. Valka continued to look at his face, filled with doubt and brow furrowed. "Hiccup isn't hurt then?", he glanced up at her. "No, Stoick, Hiccup's fine. You saved his life, he would've died if it wasn't for you.". "And Toothless? Where is he?" Stoick was beginning to feel worry and doubt again. He couldn't fathom his sons trusted dragon attempting to harm him or anyone else. "Toothless is with Hiccup, the reason he attacked Hiccup was because the Alpha dragon controls ALL of the dragons. And he who controls the Alpha-"
"Controls all the dragons." Stoick finished, looking down in worry.
There was silence between them as Stoick's brow continued to furrow in worry. Valka smiled warmly at him, placing her hand on his cheek. "Don't worry Stoick, everything is going to be alright. Now just rest until you feel better, no need to go running off getting yourself hurt again. Hiccup is taking care of the Chief business while your hurt." Stoick glanced up at his wife, doubt on his face over weather Hiccup could handle it. She seemed to know what he was thinking as she playfully scoffed at him. "Oh Stoick. You worry too much." Valka crawled into bed next to her husband, wrapping her arm over him, careful to watch the bandages.

"Get some sleep, love. You need your wrest." Stoick felt tired all of the sudden again. He figured worrying isn't doing to do him any good now. He had plenty of time to worry about Drago coming back later. He had much to be happy about. He looked down at his wife who was hugging him tightly. He thought of Hiccup who had saved every one, and his wife who was finally back to him. He could barely believe it.
"Right you are, Val. He leaned over and kissed Val, who returned the kiss. Stoick laid down the pillow, and began drifting off to sleep.

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First time drawing them, dunno if they look ok x.x
Pretty happy with how Stoick came out but something about Val irks me

oh well :'D

AU-
I mean totally cannon thing that happened. It was in the after credits-credits
Didn't see it? Well you clearly weren't looking hard enough!

Art©
Stoick and Valka© Dreamsworks dreamworkspleasebringstoickbackIwillsellmysoulPLEASE
Please do not copy, alter, trace, or reproduce in any way, shape or form without my written permission. Thank you.