Helooooooooooooooooo!

I've set myself a target for this story and that's to give you guys longer chapters! It'll probably work for the first two chapters- three if we're lucky- then it'll go back down. Again.

Anyways, first off, before you should start the kids are around the age of 21 and it's set after How To Train Your Dragon 2 so Valka has been restored and 'sniffs' there's no 'chocks on sob' Stoick:'(

'Recomposes herself' anyway I won't keep you waiting… actually there's one more thing- I'm going to go back to weekly updates purely because I want to spend more time on this story and really concentrate on it; I think I rushed through the last one a bit so it wasn't at to my best ability. So every Wednesday…

Chapter 1- Light Bulb

I jump down the stairs- well I say jumped but I more like hopped and stumbled and failed to jump down the stairs- into the kitchen where my eyes fell upon my mother. She turned and smiled.

"I'm going to nip out for a ride on Cloud jumper if that's okay with you chief?"

I give a weak smile, the soreness of my Father's death still rubbing off me even a year after the accident. "Of course that's okay. I would join you but the twins blew a hole in the Hofferson's house so I've got to go and fix it up."

"The 'Hofferson's'? Why am I not surprised?" I scowl at her teasing. Everyone in the village knows about me and Astrid and my mother just loves teasing me; well I say 'loves' she relishes in it. It's like it's her hobby. Teasing her only son! It's so not fair. Ruff and Snotlout don't get teased! Well I suppose Tuff kind of does. He complains very loudly and slips in snide comments about the relationship. The rest of us just stay out of it; better safe than sorry.

She smirks and slips out the door. Sighing I turn and grab a slice of bread and race outside, climbing smoothly onto Toothless. We fly like a bird over to the other end of the Island. I feel my heart swell with pride as I look over the village I now run. The village my Father had created. I felt my lips twitch up in a light smile. He had left us with pride.

Catching sight of Astrid's small house we land with a soft 'thump'. Slipping off, I rush over to the front door and give it a knock, ruffling my hair subconsciously as I go.

The door swings open revealing a smirking Astrid. "You just can't stay away from me can you?"

"I guess I can't." I reply before pulling her into me and pressing my lips to her soft ones. I felt her smile through my lips.

"Enough gushing you too! We have a roof to fix!" Astrid rolls her eyes as I reluctantly pull back.

"Oh shut it mum." Astrid moans as Miss Hofferson appears next to her daughter- a splitting image- shaking her head.

"Now young chief you wouldn't mind helping would you? I've already got Snotlout on the job but he'll never finish it before night and I don't want to be stealing the Ingerman's house again."

"Of course I will," I give Astrid a wink before slipping through the house and up the stairs toward the huge hole.

"Hey Hiccup!"

"Hi Snotlout. How are you doing?" I reply joining him with a hammer. I and Snotlout had never been close but after my Father's death he's been like my rock. Aside, that is, from Astrid. He's been helping me to run the village properly- I guess growing up has changed us all for the best.

"Great- I and Ruff get on like a house on fire. Well, aside from when Tuffnut and her start attacking each other."

I grin. Those two would never cease to stop fighting. We continue hammering in silence for a few minutes. I can't help but think about Drago- is he still alive? If so- where is he now? He reminds me so much of Dagur it's terrifying. The same torturous manner. The same cold and fearless eyes; eyes where only hate shines.

I close my eyes as memories of when Astrid had been taken by Dagur and I was left in the hall surface in the front of my head. It was so similar to the way Toothless had been taken by Drago yet so different. I felt like my heart had been broken both times. I was getting close to that stage. But Dagur had been dead for years and no one has spotted Drago in the past year.

I shake my head- I don't want to think about enemies. They're in the past. What's going to happen next? Now we have nothing to fight- what will we do? The dragon riders and I have been training for months and I've been busy with chief duties as well but what is it all leading to?

"What's going on in that mind of your Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the 3rd?"

"Huh?" I turn to see Astrid standing a cup of Coffee in her hands in the hole, Snotlout next to her slurping his coffee in delight.

"You're frowning like you do when you're concentrating ridiculously hard. Something's going on in there- I can tell. Spill it Hiccup?" I sigh and shake my head again.

"Nothing," I jump down and join her in the hole. Astrid passes me the coffee with raised eyebrows.

"What?"

"You're still thinking about something." She breathes a laugh. "Spill it."

I sigh. Why can she read everything about me from my facial expression?! "What's going to happen next Astrid? I mean we've fought of Dagur and Drago. Now what do we do?"

She thinks for a moment.

"I'm going to continue building guys!"

I barely acknowledge Snotlout's words. Astrid smiles then and pecks me on the cheek. "I guess we just get to grow up."

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Astrid's words are still bothering me later that evening as I walk to Gobber's forge.

"Hiya Hiccup! I haven't seen you in ages!"

I grin. "I guess chief duties have just kept me away."

Gobber shakes his head. "It's hard. You should have seen your father when he first became chief. It was bad. He was like a fish on land! You've taken to it pretty good."

"Really?" I raise my eyebrows remembering the incident not long ago when I had tried to christen a child and forgot the words half way through the speech; it was so embarrassing. I really messed up on that one.

"Well," He starts and I know he's remembering the same thing. "Some things just take getting used to."

"I suppose," I agree. That's when I spot it. The gem. "Whose is that?" I ask frowning at the sky blue gem on Gobber's counter.

"Oh, I found that on the eastern beach the other day while scavenging. Pretty isn't it?"

I find my eyes glued to the crystal sapphire. It's beautiful. That's when her image springs to mind. Astrid Hofferson. Her eyes like crystal sapphire orbs. I pick the delicate structure up in my hands and her slender hands come to view- wound in my own. This would look perfect on her.

Then the light bulb turns on.

I close my eyes. I guess we just get to grow up. My face splits into a grin. What would Astrid look like walking down an aisle? What would she look like dressed in a white dress? No that's ridiculous- I tell myself. But what would she look like? An angel? My angel. Wait, would she say yes? What if she said no? This is insane! Yet…

I could make her a gold base for the ring and place the Sapphire on top. It would match her eyes so perfectly. Even if she said no she could keep the ring, right?

I dash toward the left over metal box and am rewarded with a shining gold strip of metal that's buried deep within the box. My heart soars. I am going to ask Astrid to marry me. Are we old enough? 21 is old enough right? Of course it is- mum and dad got married when they were 20. We've been going out for 6 years. God she told me she loved me when I was 16 then when I was 17 she wound her way into my bed while I was getting better from torture with Dagur. And I can barely count the times she's slipped randomly into my bed over the past few years. I couldn't even dream about being with someone other than Astrid. Does she feel the same way? Excitement bubbles in my stomach. I hear a cough behind me and spin around to reveal Gobber looking at me with a knowing glance.

"Thinking about making a ring with that sapphire are you?" I don't even have to look in Gobbers make- shift, cracked mirror on the wall to know I've gone bright red.

"She can't know, promise me Gobber." I say in earnest.

"I promise. How are you going to measure her fingers though?"

"Oh I'm not sure I guess I'll just have to catch her when she falls asleep. She does that a lot when we go for a picnic."

Gobber raises his eyebrows again. "Oh shut up." I mumble.

"Won't you have your hands full planning for Snoggletog though? First year being chief at Snoggletog- it has to be a good one."

I gasp. "That's it! I could propose to her on Snoggletog! I've got to go Gobber and plan all of this!" I leap from the forge leaving Gobber's shouts behind me. I rush through the dusky streets until…

Bam!

"Ahhh!

"Woah!"

"Hiccup?" Her delicate yet strong hands steady me.

"Astrid! Hey… erm Hi. What are you doing out?"

"Erm… walking?"

"Ha-ha, very funny." I deadpanned.

She cracks a smile. "So what's happened to make you run around the village in the dark?"

"Erm… well …Snoggletog's coming up." I say quickly. Well it's not a lie. "Erm… Gobber reminded me and I was just going to plan a few things."

She shakes her head. "Don't get too carried away okay? Knowing you you'll paint the great hall walls with pictures of dragons wearing Snoggletog hats. "

I snort. "I don't think I'd go that far, would I?" She just raises her eyebrows again. "Okay maybe I would."

She shakes her head and turns to leave but not before I lower my head and lean down capturing her lips in my own before she can disappear; she squeals- half in shock. I earn a smack on my shoulder as we pull away from each other.

"You made me give a girly squeal." She growls.

"Yeah, cause everyone knows I'm the only one who can manipulate you."

"You can NOT manipulate me!"

"Oh really?" I challenge. I grab her waist and push her against a wall; placing my hands on either side of her- trapping her in.

"Hiccup!"

I wink at her.

"Since when did you get so confident?!" She whines.

"Since when did you get so whiney?" I retort.

"Hey!" She goes to smack my shoulder again but not before I edge closer- my face merely millimetres from her own. Her eyes widen at my closeness. My- now quite muscled if I do say so myself- arms encircle her waist.

"Since I grew up," I whisper before bending down and kissing her smooth skin long, sweet and tenderly along her jawline and down her neck. Astrid moans and tilts her head back. I grin at the effect I'm having on her. She will hate me after this. My hands trail down to her thighs and she lifts her leg up and hooks it round the back of my own. I angle myself so most of her weight is taken by the wall I'd pressed her into.

I return to her lips kissing her passionately until I felt the rim of her tongue edging past my teeth.

Finally I broke apart, both of us were gasping for air. I turn and smile at her, pressing my forehead to hers.

"Well that was…" She started trailing off.

"Different?" I finished.

She pushed me away from her lightly then punched me on the shoulder. I merely grinned.

She growled. "That was for trapping me and… erm…"

"Leaving you at a loss for words cause I'm so awesome at kissing."

"Oh shut up you!" I earned another smack on the shoulder which only caused me to grin harder and for her to growl more.

Suddenly she threw herself at me taking me totally by surprise and kissed me again trailing her hands through my hair. I moaned the feel of her slender finders scrapping through my auburn waves. She dragged herself back. "And that was for everything else." Winking again she turned on her heal and sauntered down the street.

Smiling, on top of cloud nine, I made my way through the empty dark streets and back to the house. My head buzzing with the feel of Astrid's lips on my own. Maybe, just maybe, she'll be my angel someday. My fingers cross over behind my back as the sun slips below the horizon- ending an old day but starting a fresh hope...

Aw! They're gonna get married! Yay! Well only if Astrid says yes…

So I'll see you guys next Wednesday- I always feel like I should put a massive paragraph of stuffs to talk about but I can never think of anything…

Anyways let me know what you think of this chapter in da icle review box below;D Was the fluff okay? I'm usually rubbish at fluff so let me know if it was okay;)