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Hiccup had no idea how long it had been that he was buried alive. He scratched at the lid of the box desperately, trying to suck air into his lungs.
Air. Gods, he was running out of it.
Was he going to suffocate here?
"Please," Hiccup whimpered, "Someone - help..."
His fingers were bleeding now, nails broken from his attempts to escape - in vain.
There was a thud, then. Something hitting the box he was trapped in.
"I'm alive!" Hiccup shouted. "Please, please, let me out!"
Sunlight blinded him as someone - oh thank Thor - had finally removed the lid of the box.
Dagur was grinning down at him, shovel in hand.
"There you are, brother!" he called out to Hiccup, and helped him out of the box without hesitating. They were now standing in a large, deep hole in the ground.
No wonder I couldn't escape, Hiccup thought. I was too deep in the ground.
"Dagur! Thank Gods, how did you find me?" He asked, gratitute blossoming in his chest.
"I didn't. Your Night Fury did." Dagur grinned wider, pulling the still gasping Hiccup into a tight hug.
Toothless roared in joy in the background and barreled towards them, knocking Hiccup to the ground, who, in his surprise, pulled Dagur down with himself. They nearly collided with the now-open box as they fell.
"Toothless!" Hiccup laughed, and reached out to touch the Night Fury's snout. "Yeah, I'm alive, bud. Don't you worry. Thanks for leading Dagur here."
Toothless showcased his signature grin and licked his rider's face.
"Eww! You know that doesn't wash out!" Hiccup mock-protested, causing Dagur to laugh hysterically.
Gods, at least he was alive.
He can see the light of day again.