Drenched in mud and more exhausted than he'd been in days, Hiccup dragged himself to the hill that led to his house.
It had been a good day. He'd gone flying with Toothless and that was something they both loved. It was wonderful, effortless even with the metal that took the place of his foot. Of course now he wasn't flying with a massive dragon trying to eat him which was a definite plus. It was easy now to make the quick changes Toothless needed to fly. Gobber had made some actual improvements to the fin he'd made, this design working even smoother than his original had. Toothless didn't seem to mind the new design, but Hiccup imagined the dragon was so ecstatic to be flying again that he wouldn't have minded anything at this point. Hiccup had given up on getting Toothless out of the saddle and fin for the night, when he'd gone to get them off the dragon Toothless had bared his teeth and swerved much faster than Hiccup was able to keep up with given his lack of a foot. In time he kne