A couple weeks had passed since Castiel woke and the villagers were warming up to her. With this time the dragons were also extending their respect to Aurora as the alpha’s mate and there was an overall air of acceptance on both sides. Hiccup disclosed his desire to have the girl stay on Berk to Toothless one night (the dragon failed to be surprised) but he knew he’d have his approval and before he shared the news with anyone else it was nice to know at least one person was on his side.

Once Castiel was fully recovered from the ordeal he decided he shouldn’t put it off any longer. So early one morning he just went ahead and asked her- obviously it wasn’t the most tactful of moments but he had to before he lost the nerve. He set the bowl of cooked oats on the table and gingerly took to rubbing the back of his head. “I had been thinking. How would you like to join the Hairy Hooligan tribe and stay on Berk?” With me? He excluded that last question from his small speech but that didn’t mean he wasn’t thinking it.

“The other Vikings have pretty much already accepted you as part of the village and the dragons are fond of you. I mean I’m not going to force you… but will you at least think about it?”