Forgiveness~ Httyd Dagur x reader (Sequel to Betrothed~)

Chapter 22 - Dagur had a bully?

"Ansson..Ansson the abominable..." 

Laughter erupted from behind you as you turned around to two berserker islanders. "Ansson the abominable?! Nowadays we call him Ansson the incompetent!" They laughed, turning to show you an older viking falling out of a fishing boat. 

You raised an eyebrow and turned to Dagur. 

"Y'know I remember you saying he was a lot more threatening.." You snickered as you all began making your way over to him. 

***

"There he is! Ansson the Abominable!" You stood and stared firmly at the older viking as he turned around. 

"Oh, well if it isn't Dagur the Dainty!" Ansson said as he got u[ from where he was sat with his fishing rod. 

Fishlegs and Snotlout began laughing to themselves as Dagur looked back at you, suddenly feeling more confident at your incredibly un amused face. 

"No one calls me that anymore Ansson, considering I'm chief and all!" 

"Oh do forgive me, Chief Dainty." 

"That's chief deranged to you." You corrected the fisherman sternly, walking closer to your husband and folding your arms. 

Ansson looked you up and down before giving you a toothy grin. "Well well the chief has his ickle wife for backup!" 

"Had I not been blessed with this child I would jump right into that boat and tear your mouth right off your face and feed it to my Skrill." You told him, getting an incredibly dark air around you before going back to normal as you saw him silenced. You smirked before nudging your - fairly love struck- husband to carry on with questioning him. 

"So, When we were younger Ansson, you borrowed something of mine." 

"I took a lot that was yours."

"While some of that may be true, I'm gonna need one of them back. It's no big deal, just a decorative glass with some metal around the rim?" Dagur asked him.

"Yah, yah I remember something like that. Dainty. It may still be here." 

Snotlout suddenly burst into the conversation, leading you and Dagur away for a moment. 

"What are you waiting for? Look at that guy! Just take it from him!" You all turned back to see Ansson pick an entire fish out of his beard and toss it into the sea.

"How in the..."

" You know what, the old Dagur would've taken it from him by now and thrown him over board. But Heather and (y/n) want me to lead by example, especially with the baby on its way.." He told Snotlout whilst unconsciously taking your hand. You smiled.

"Good for you Dagur!" Fishlegs congratulated him, tearing up when he was reminded of the baby. 

"Put a sock in it Fishface! Look, all bullies want something. So just walk on over there, see what he wants, and trade it for the lens." You raised an eyebrow and nodded. "That's actually a pretty good idea Snotlout." You told him as fishlegs agreed with you, turning back to Ansson as he waved over. 

***

After offering a load of different items to Ansson - and also learning that Dagur may or may not have stolen some of your clothes in his attacks on Berk both from just about 4 years ago, and after he broke out of prison and joined the dragon hunters - It was finally revealed that Ansson wanted a thunder fish.

"That old myth? really?" You asked, once again very un amused at Ansson's antics. 

"it's real! I've seen it! Been after it for years! S'why they all laugh at me.." Ansson confessed as the same two berserkers from before began laughing again. 

"And if i help you catch this Thunder Fish?" Dagur asked him. 

"I'll give you your doo-hickey, dainty.." Dagur sighed at the use of the nickname again but sighed, agreeing to help him. 

"Ok, (y/n), you're in charge, Fishlegs, Snotlout. If anything happens to my wife and future child, expect to have my complete Berserker wrath brought down upon you. alright?" He threatened, kissing your cheek. The two looked absolutely terrified but nodded, and you waved your husband off. 

"So (y/n), have you and Dagur thought of a name yet?" Fishlegs asked you curiously whilst Snotlout rolled his eyes. 

"I haven't really apart from one or two, but Dagur and Heather have certainly been having fun with names..." You laughed to yourself as you began walking back towards the village. 

"Oh, well what's a name you've thought of?" Fishlegs asked you before quickly adding "I-if you're ok with sharing it!" 

You laughed again, "It's fine Fishlegs, as long as you two don't tell Dagur and Heather it should be ok until the birth.." 

Snotlout looked to the side before giving you a questioning look. 

"If it's a boy..I'd kinda like to name him Oswald.." 

***

You rushed down to the docks and breathed a sigh of relief when you saw that Dagur was ok. Ansson was looking incredibly disappointed. 

"What happened?" You asked, walking up to Dagur as his arm gently slipped around your waist. "The Thunder fish was a scauldren." He stated, making a few of the Berserkers who had arrived on the docks to began laughing. 

"A scauldren!!" He announced again, pulling Ansson back towards you and gripping his shoulders. "A huge, water dragon which sprays boiling water that can melt the flesh off any viking!!" He told the berserkers, making you laugh as he motioned his flesh melting off with his hand. 

"Ansson here, faced it eye to eye! And helped chase it off! and now that it's no longer around to eat the fish, all of your nets will be fuller." He calmed down at the end. 

"is this true?" One of the berserkers asked before Dagur stepped up again. 

"You dare question the word of your chief?! This man saved my life! And improved yours!" 

You grinned as Dagur was finally become a responsible and -while still very insane- mature chief. 

Snotlout then started a chant of 'Ansson! Ansson! Oi oi oi!' which prompted you to walk away with Dagur.

"What about the lens?" Fishlegs asked, "I didn't get it. A Berserker deal is a berserker deal. I didn't earn it." 

"Yes you did." 

You all turned to Ansson, who threw the lens to Dagur, who caught it and smiled proudly. 

***

"Johann has been playing us all for years.."

"And the twins figured it out...."

"And I let him near my wife and child just this morning..." Dagur growled as he clutched onto you tighter than before, handing the lens over to Hiccup. 

"Don't worry. It's me he wants. Not (y/n)." Hiccup smiled at you, prompting you to smile back at your brother. He really has grown in the past 4 or so years..

He slotted the lens into the dragon eye 2 and took it towards the barrel facing a wall, Toothless making his way over to light up the other end of it. 

A mural like image appeared on the wall in front of it.

"There are 5 lenses required for each class of dragon on there.." You breathed

"And we have 3 of them.." Hiccup replied as he knelt down in front of the dragon eye and placed two lenses in front of the glow, revealing more images.

"First person to find all 5 lenses.." 

"Reveals the king of dragons.."

You gripped your stomach tensely as Dagur's hold on you tightened even more.

"Game on."