Beauty and the Hiccup

This is my first story ever, I had a friend who really encouraged me to post this. I know it's not the best but I hope you like it. I own absolutely nothing, at all, none of it, please don't sue me.

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"other"

Chapter 1

My name is Hiccup Haddock, it's been twenty years since I left.

I'm sorry, let me explain. When I was eight my mother died of cancer, my father drowned his sorrows in beer and was never home. This went on for five months. At the beginning of December my father showed up for the first time since my mom died. He stumbled in drunk and started rambling about how it was my fault my mom had cancer, and my fault they couldn't treat her. Then he started to beat me. For the first couple weeks it wasn't that bad, a few bruises, a couple cuts, but as time went on it got worse and worse. Eventually after one of the more intense beatings, I left. I ran away to find a new home. That was twenty years ago. Now I'm a body guard for hire. I've been around the world and trained with masters of martial arts and modern fighting. I'm proficient in most martial arts, fluent in many languages, and served in the Russian military for six years. Now I'm a personal bodyguard for those who can afford and want it. But my life is about to change majorly.

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"Hiccup! He's coming up on your left!" I hear Fishlegs shout over the comm."Fish, you know you don't have to shout." I say as I jump down on the guys shoulders, knocking him to the ground."We have comms so we don't have to shout actually." I kick the guy in the back of his head. "Threat neutralized toothless." "Good job Hiccup, get back to base, our mission's complete."

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POV Hiccup

"Haddock!" I hear Gobber yell. "Get your ass in here!" As I walked I wondered what my mission was this time. Last time it was some millionaire who was traveling abroad, the time before that was a foreign prince going to the US, it changes every time. "We just dropped the last guy off Gobber, this better not be a mission." He just looked at me over his file. "Fine, what is it this time?" I asked. "The King of Sweden wants you for a ball he's hosting." He said. "SWEDEN?!" I thought. "Really, a King? Don't they have a royal guard or something?" "It's not for him, it's for his daughter. He wants her protected at all times." "Shite I thought I'm not getting out of this am I?" "Isn't there someone better suited for this?" I asked, "Toothless maybe?" "No one's better than you. Plus, Toothless and the others will be on crowd control." Gobber said. Shite. "Fine, when do I leave?" I asked. "Right now. The plane is sitting on the black waiting for you."

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POV Hiccup

"Shite." I thought, "Shite, shite, shite! Of all the places in the world, it had to be Sweden!" "Dude, what's got you so edgy?" My squad leader Trevor gave me a concerned look. "I'm fine Toothless, just visiting old memories." Trevor once knocked all the teeth out of the mouth of an assassin with one punch, that's why we call him Toothless. He is average height, covered in muscle, and used what the rest of us call his "plasma blaster", it's a modern age pistol that uses high powered incendiary rounds. I looked around the jet at the rest of the squad, there was Stormfly aka Stephanie Nadders; female, tall, beautiful, and uses throwing knives, Hookfang aka Horace nightmare; male, tall, muscled, and uses two hand held flame throwers with sharp metal hooks on the front, Barf and Belch aka Brody and Britney Zippleback; male, and female, twins, mid height, thin, and one uses a knockout gas, the other sets it on fire, Meatlug aka Megan Gronkle; female, sweet unless you piss her off, a little on the large side but mostly muscle, uses a grenade launcher and Fishlegs aka Frances Ingerman; he's our techy, he runs the computers and keeps us linked up and gives us eyes all around our operation. Then of course, there's me, when I got to this team 10 years ago I had just started to get tall, and muscular, then after a year training with Toothless, I was tall, strong, and told I'm handsome. I'm not so sure, when my dad beat me he left quite a few scars, three diagonally across my cheek starting under my left eye going right, and one that runs down over my right eye too my chin. Storm and the girls tell me they add mystery, I've never told them how I got them, they assume it was during training. And I'm a little different, I use a boa staff with flame throwers built into the ends. Anyways, back to the problem at hand, how to make sure my dad was really gone. When I accepted I figured, it's been 20 years, he's probably gone. Now that I'm on the plane I'm having second thoughts. "Too late now." my subconscious says, "you're almost there anyways, why not just relax."

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When we landed, we were escorted straight to the Kings castle. As we walked in I could hear Barf and Belch discussing ways to burn it down. When we got to a sitting room we were told to wait there. As the guide left we all took up stations, Stormfly directly across from the door, Meatlug and Hookfang on either side, I sat on the couch where discussion would happen, Toothless stood behind me, and Barf and Belch stood at the wall behind the other couch. 10 minutes after we sat down four guards walked in two stood at the door, well the other two escorted a beautiful woman to the other couch and stood behind her. I looked her up and down, searching for any concealed weapons, when I didn't find any I pulled mine out and set it on the table I front of me and pushed it away, signifying that I had no aggression towards her or her guards. When that was done I looked at her, like really looked, and saw a stunning woman, platinum blond hair, ice blue eyes, lips the color of frosted strawberries, and the dress she wore was almost the same color as her eyes. I realized I was staring and quickly introduced myself. "Hello, my name is Hiccup Haddock."

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POV Elsa

As I walked down the hall with my guards I thought to myself, "Why does my father do this to me? Every year we do this ball, and every year he hires a personal guard for me. He knows I hate it, they're always big burly guys with bad BO, and beards." As I was bemoaning my freedom, (or rather, lack thereof) the guards opened the door to the greeting room, when we walked in I could see six people other than my guards. Sitting on the couch was a tall, lean, handsome man. When I sat down I could feel his eyes going over me searchingly, when he seemed satisfied he pulled out what looked like a collapsible boa staff and slid it towards me as a peace offering. Then I looked him up and down, he really was quite handsome. I might enjoy this I thought to myself. After a second I realized I was staring and blushed a little as I looked up. "Hello, I'm Hiccup Haddock," the now named Hiccup said. "It is nice to meet you Mr. Haddock, I am Elsa, Princess of Sweden." As we discussed his and his colleague's duties, I signaled my guard to leave subtly. When they were all gone, I saw the man behind him give a short signal to the rest of his team, as they left one by one, only three stayed; Hiccup, the man standing behind him who moved to another seat on the couch, and the tall elegant woman from the back moved forwards to a chair. "Hello, my name is Trevor Night, I am the leader of this squad, and this is Stephanie Nadders, my second in command, you have obviously already meet our resident smooth talker Hiccup. We would like you to know that we are here for you, which means anything you need, call Hiccup, he'll get it to you. I don't want any maids or servants going to you unless they go through Hiccup first. The rest of us will be stationed around the castle so as to keep intruders out. I have to go prep my team, if you have any questions Hiccup will stay with you until the end of our contract." With that Trevor and Stephanie left the room.

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POV Hiccup

As Toothless and Stormfly left I realized that I was alone with a very beautiful woman. I sat there for a minute, not sure what to do I shifted nervously. I heard the most beautiful laugh coming from the other couch. I looked up and she was sitting there giggling. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh." She said breathless, "It's just that, when everyone was in here you were fine, but now that you're alone you freeze up? It's a little funny, to me at least." She regained her composure and apologized again, "I'm sorry I shouldn't have laughed at you." I was laughing a little by now too. "That's fine, I think that's the first time I've laughed in years!" I smiled at her, but missed that her cheeks went rosy as I did. "So how do you want to arrange living spaces?" I asked. "They had us put our gear in some rooms down the hall, but I don't know where your room is. Do you want me to move closer or will my current room work?"

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POV Elsa

"So how do you want to arrange living spaces?" he asked. "They had us put our gear in some rooms down the hall, but I don't know where your room is. Do you want me to move closer or will my current room work?" "Damn why is this guy so unconsciously hot?!" I thought. "Closer would work better." "For what I want from you. No! Bad thoughts, he's my bodyguard!" "There's a room right next to mine for ease. I'll bring you there." "Thank you that makes my job ten times easier." he said.

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POV Hiccup

"May I ask a where in the castle we are going, Princess?" I asked. "Of course Mr. Haddock, we are going to the south tower where my rooms are. And please, call me Elsa." I cringed when she said Mr. Haddock. "Then I ask that you please call me Hiccup." When I looked over at her, she looked curiously. "My apologies, I will do that in the future. May I ask what happened?" My face went stony. "No, you may not." She looked a little hurt, but she asked. "So what weapon are you proud of?" "What?" All the guards I've had in the past always brag about one of their weapons, or a fight they won. So what's yours?" "My boa staff isn't a weapon, it's a tool for self-defense. And tools are tools, fights are fights, I try not to think about how I've used or will use a tool."

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POV Elsa

"Why did he cringe when I called him Mr. Haddock?" "So what weapon are you proud of?" "What?" "All the guards I've had in the past always brag about one of their weapons, or a fight they won. So what's yours?" "My boa staff isn't a weapon, it's a tool for self-defense. And tools are tools, fights are fights, I try not to think about how I've used or will use a tool." "Interesting." As we approached his rooms I looked over at him again. "What is he hiding?" "This is it, will you need anything else?" "Yes, I'd like to apologize for being short with you, it just brought up bad memories." "That's okay, I talk too much anyways." "Still, thank you for showing me my rooms, I'll see you in the morning."

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POV Hiccup

As I watched her walk away I mentally slapped myself, "Why did you have to go and be an idiot, Hiccup!" I walked into my rooms and took a look around, checking for cameras and bugs. After searching both rooms I set up my suit case and stowed all my clothes in the dresser, and put my equipment (boa staff, gas canisters, fingerless gloves with reinforced knuckles, batons, ear piece, and pistol) on the desk in my bedroom, and went to sleep.

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I woke up at 5:30, showered, then put on my black cargo jeans, my black t-shirt, my slim black leather jacket with red designs, my gloves, and my combat boots. Then I put my boa staff in a sheath on the back of my jacket, my batons in sheaths on my jeans, and my pistol on the inside of my coat with my gas canisters, then I put my ear piece in and my sunglasses on. As I walked out I heard everyone check into the line, knowing I was already awake and on. As I walked up the stairs to stand outside Elsa's room I heard a melodic voice singing on the other side of the door. I tried to focus but the song brought back fond memories of my mother. "Wow, she has an amazing singing voice." I thought. As I waited for her to go to breakfast, Toothless changed me to a different channel so I was contactable but not distracted. "How are you doing this morning Hiccup?" "I'm good toothless, is everyone in their spots?" "Yeah, how's your crush?" "Who said I was crushing on her? Plus I'm twenty- eight, adults don't get crushes." "Pft, are you in position Hiccup?" "Yep, see you guys at breakfast?" "Okay." When Elsa came out of her room she looked a little startled that I was standing there already. "Are you ready for breakfast ma'am?" "Will you always be waiting outside my room before meals?" She asked. "Unless it's more convenient for me to wait inside." I saw her cheeks go red but I ignored it. "Are we ready to go to breakfast?" She blushed again. Why is she blushing? "Yes, let's go."

POV Elsa

After I showered and got dressed in some street clothes; tight blue jeans, fluffy white blouse and blue sandals, and got ready to head to breakfast. I pushed the door open, and jumped. Right outside my door was Hiccup. "Damn, is he always going to look good?" "Are you ready for breakfast ma'am?" "Will you always be waiting outside my room before meals?" "Unless it's more convenient for me to wait inside." "Oh god, is he flirting?!" "Are we ready to go to breakfast?" Why am I having these thoughts?! I only met him yesterday! I realized I hadn't said anything yet. "Yes, let's go." As we walked, I decided to bring up today's plan. "So my sister will be helping around the castle, but I've never been good at that, would you mind walking around town with me?" He hesitated. "Whatever you say ma'am." "I thought we went over this, you call me Elsa, I don't call you Mr. Haddock." He cringed again, "Sorry, Elsa." "Why is that so important to me? I've never let my bodyguards call me Elsa!"