AN: I'm using these oneshots to practice and master the characters and their interactions, so if you notice anything you don't think is in character with these two please let me know, and if you have any requests for oneshots I'll take them into consideration and credit the contributor. It's not guaranteed that I'll write it, however, because as I said I'm trying to get a feel for Hiccup and Astrid and if your oneshot doesn't seem like something they'd do it would contradict with the mission here, thanks in advance and enjoy.

First Flight

The wind whipped Hiccup's hair around his mask, tickling his temples but staying out of his eyes as he'd hoped. The mask really was the perfect solution to his troubles. His cheeks no longer felt the stinging bite of Berk's cold wet wind and he didn't have to squint against the unending gale, improving his visibility. He really should make one for Astrid, and all of the riders on further speculation.

As Toothless banked over Raven's Point, heading out to sea, his heart fluttered nervously. Today he would test his latest invention, a modification to his flight suit that had come to him randomly during his bath a few months back and refused to be ignored until he tested it out. A few minutes of coasting over the waves and he was far enough out that he felt comfortable trying his latest idea. They were past the rocks that lurked under the waters off the coast of Berk, but not so far that Berk was fading from sight on the horizon. Taking a deep steadying breath he patted Toothless' shoulder, more to reassure himself than the dragon.

"Okay bud, you ready?" his scaly companion grumbled an unintelligible response, adequately conveying his distrust of the thin leather flaps that were meant to sustain his flight. Toothless knew better than to try and reign in his rider's harebrained endeavors, it was a hopeless quest, even for a dragon. He didn't have to like it though, and he often found himself peeved by Hiccup's less than thought-out plans. "Oh hush, it'll be fine." Hiccup reached down and cranked back the lever that locked Toothless' tail fin in the coast position and removed his artificial limb from the mounting that held him to the saddle. Toothless' flight wobbled for a second as he adjusted to the offset position but steadied back out. Astrid, astride Stormfly, notice the slight hiccup in flight and advanced to call out:

"Everything okay?" She would not get an answer. As she watched, still a few dragon-lengths behind the couple, Hiccup hopped up into a crouch on the ebony dragon's saddle and without a moments notice the wind had ripped him off his stead and sent him flying back past Astrid and Stormfly. "Stormfly!" She yelled, panic gripping her heart and numbing her limbs, Stormfly flipped up and somersaulted in the air, righting herself facing the opposite direction and darting after the lone figure dropping like a stone toward the sea. Before she reached him he hand spread his arms and legs and miraculously he was floating. He wasn't flying, the longer he stayed in the air, wobbling dangerously as the wind slipped around his thin frame, he grew closer and closer to the waves below, but it could hardly be considered falling.

Astrid sat back in her saddle, eyes wide, her face a shameful, dumbstruck, shock. Now that it was apparent that Hiccup was not plummeting to his death she had a moment to still her racing heart. She surveyed the sky and found Toothless making a wide arch to get back to Hiccup, restricted to slow maneuvers by the locked tail fin. Eventually he came up behind him, just underneath his reckless rider and slowly, gently, came up to meet him until Hiccup was safely back in the saddle. Astrid directed Stormfly to head back to Raven's Point, knowing Hiccup would follow.

She landed a minute before he did, hopping off her dragon and loosening the straps that held the saddle to her back so she would be more comfortable. When Hiccup touched down she pointedly ignored him, scratching the itchy scales that rubbed against the leather, as he exalted in the success of his flight with Toothless. "Did you see that Astrid? It went better than I would've ever hoped!" Something about his cheery tone, and the implication that he'd expected more danger, set her off. She whirled around, fury burning in her eyes, and his poor excited expression had just enough time to be marred by confusion before she swung and punched him square in the cheek. He stumbled and fell to the ground under the blow. He was completely lost as she stepped forward and stood over him, keeping him on the ground.

"Do you ever think before you act?! I am honestly at a loss for words in the face of your stupidity, what if it hadn't worked? Toothless wouldn't have had time to reach you before you fell and killed yourself, and neither could I with no warning! How do you think we would've felt if you'd fallen and broken your body against the waves below because you didn't see fit to say 'oh, Astrid, by the way, I plan to throw myself off my dragon like some possessed mad man today.'" She continued to rant for a few more minutes, her anger fading into concern that she refused to acknowledge, she was far too mad to be worried about him right now, even if she was becoming painfully aware of how swollen and red his cheek was. He took her reprimand like the smart viking she knew him to be, head down, nodding, and apologizing in all the right places. Eventually she ran out of things to say, but not before insinuating that someone somewhere in his family line had mated with a troll, and consumed feted rat meat to produce his pure unadulterated idiocy. Finally when she fell silent and he was getting ready to stand and formulate some form of response she reached down and jerked him upright by the arm.

Suddenly face to face with Astrid and her distractedly blue eyes he had nothing to say, the longer they looked at each other the more Hiccup felt the need to fill the silence. A grin split his face, "Huh, Astrid Hofferson, the mighty Astrid Hofferson was worried ab-" She cocked her fist back again, narrowing her eyes dangerously and he had the common sense to swallow the rest of the sentence.

"Say it and I'll give you a matching potato for a cheek," she warned icily, he nodded sheepishly and cast his eyes to the grass between them. They widened to the size of dinner plates as she gripped the seem of his wool vest and jerked him forward into her arms, holding him tightly to her. "Don't do that again." She warned quietly into his shoulder.

"But I spent so long on this flight suit!" He complained, his nasally protest trying her nerves.

"Not that stupid!" She growled. "You scared me..." Hiccup had the sense to remain silent, wrapping his arms around her back and resting his uninjured cheek against her hair.

"I'm sorry."

AN: Alright, there's the first installment. I'm not happy with the ending but it's better than stringing it out any longer. I imagine this to take place a couple years after the first movie, I'm using that to justify Astrid's definite OOCness. Obviously she cares enough for him by now to be concerned for his safety but Astrid will never be the concerned girlfriend that other fandoms provide us with, but I think that's why we love her so much.