Hello everyone. For those of you that caught the AN at the end of Revenge of a Hiccup then let me say WELCOME BACK! And for those of you that are new, then let me extend a digital hand in greeting. So as the title states this is a rewrite, and since there wasn't much in the original anyway, this will mainly be a fresh story, with a larger time skip, because let's be honest, a year wasn't long enough. There have been several changes from the original. Nothing too serious, mainly ages of people.

So without further delay I give you REVENGE OF A HICCUP! The rewrite. ENJOY!

Major OOC warning ahead.

Prologue: The Day I Became A Hiccup

The small Michigan town of Berk was known for it's thunder storms. Being a port town for one of the great lakes allowed the skies a fair water supply to gather from before dumping it on the populace, and today was no different.

Henry shivered pulling his light coat snugly around his body as the wind began to pick up, blowing more storm clouds over the town. "Looks like the weather man was wrong again." He muttered.

"He's always wrong." Emma said. She was sitting in a lawn chair next to the mail box staring at her phone. Emma was Henry's twin sister. Same age, same eyes, same hair color, the only difference was that she was taller than him. And not slightly either, no she had over half a foot on him. And he was technically older by fourteen minutes.

"Hey why didn't you bring your backpack?" Henry asked.

"Uh because it's the last day." She looked up at him. "What are they gonna do? Give us homework?" She went back to playing on her phone.

"Well what if we have to do some kind of book report or-"

"Please Henry. Not all of us signed on for advanced classes. Some of us like to have fun."

"I know how to have fun!" Henry shouted.

"Reading books and doing extra credit isn't exactly my idea of fun." Emma muttered.

Henry gave an annoyed sigh before turning away from her. He wasn't going to let anyone get to him today. No, if he played his cards right then today could wind being the best day of his life. Why? You ask. Because today he was going to ask out the girl of his dreams. Today he was going to ask out Astrid Hofferson.

Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his wallet before opening it to a certain picture. It was a picture of him and Astrid in fourth grade. She was kissing him on the cheek and he was trying to push her away from him. He chuckled at the memory. See he and Astrid have been friends since kindergarten, and it was in kindergarten when the challenge of who could be with Astrid Hofferson began.

She was always one of the most attractive girls in school, and this got her a lot of unwanted attection. Boys were always fighting for her affection, and she was always quick to put them in their place with a stern warning to stay away from her. However during one of these rejections one of these boys lashed out. He pushed her causing her to trip and fall skinning her knee. She began to cry, heavy tears sliding down puffy cheeks.

Henry noticed this, and without giving it a second thought ran over to shove the boy back. Now as mentioned before, Henry isn't exactly on the large side. He had always been small. Much smaller than the other boys his age, but his courage could surpass even that of the bravest adult. But it was this courage that got him into a lot of fights. Fights that usually resulted in a loss. So it was no surprise when Henry and the other boy got into a scuffle resulting in him getting a bloody nose and the other boy walking away unharmed and laughing.

Astrid saw the whole thing. At first she wasn't sure what to think. This was the first time any boy came near her that wasn't looking for something in return. She should have been thankful, but instead she felt angry. Angry that this boy had gotten hurt defending her. When the other boy was out of earshot she proceeded to scold Henry, saying he shouldn't have gotten in the way, and to never do something like that again.

Henry wasn't paying attention though. He was lost in Astrid's beautiful eyes. They were blue. Not quite as light as the sky, and not quite as dark as the ocean. They were like an icy blue, but they weren't cold. They looked warm, and caring. Once Astrid was finished scolding him she pulled him into a hug which he was more than happy to return. Thus began a friendship that has lasted to this day.

Henry was pulled out of his memory by a mighty thunder crash causing him to jump and drop his wallet. He muttered under his breath before bending down to pick it up.

"What's the matter? Afraid of a little thunder?" Emma asked.

"Hmph." Henry grunted in response standing back up. The school bus turned down their street, yellow lights flashing as it slowed down to pick up the kids several houses down.

Emma got up from her chair and moved to stand by her brother. "And so begins the end of middle shool. After today a whole new chapter opens up for us."

"You have no idea." Henry said, trying to conceal his excitment.

"What are you so excited about?" She asked.

"Oh you know. Last day of school."

"You're never excited for that."

"I'm always-"

"Yeah whatever." She interrupted. "Hey can I borrow a pencil?"

"For what?" Henry asked reaching for one of the side pockets on his backpack.

"Just in case they give me one last assignment." He handed her a blue mechanical pencil which she quickly snatched out of his hands.

"Thanks."

"Mmhmm." He muttered as the bus finally made it to their house, grinding to a screeching halt in front of the siblings.

With a high squeak and a loud hiss the door opened allowing brother and sister to get on. Emma quickly found her friends sitting in their usual spot at the front, while Henry found Astrid sitting in the back. She looked up from her book and waved excitedly before making room for him to sit down.

"Can you believe it?" She squealed. "Our last day of middle school!" She threw her arms around him in an excited hug.

"I know!" He was just as excited as she was. If not more because of what he was about to do. But there was also another reason to be excited. At the end of every school milestone he and Astrid threw a little party for just the two of them. They had one at the end of kindergarten. They had one at the end of fifth grade. And they were going to have another one tonight, but tonight Henry wanted it to be more than just her friend.

Henry turned to her, ready to finally pop the question, but he immediatly lost all train of thought. She looked different today. For starters she was wearing that blue shirt he bought her, and she had her hair tied back, revealing her caring blue eyes, the shirt causing them to shine brighter than they usually did. And, he inhaled through his nose, was she wearing make up? She never wore make up, unless it was for somekind of special occasion, like a school play, or concert. Why was she wearing make up? He didn't care, she looked even more amazing than usual.

"Hey Astrid."

She had gone back to her book. "Hmm?" She looked up at him.

'Do it Henry. Just ask her.' He said nothing.

"Yes?" She asked.

'What are you waiting for Henry! Do it!' "What are you reading?" He mentally slapped himself. 'Come on Henry.'

"The Red Badge of Courage." She closed the book and hugged it to her chest. "I love a good war story. Reading about brave men giving their lives for their country."

Henry nodded. "A classic." Astrid went back to reading. "So," Henry's voice strained as he stretched his legs into the aisle. "any suitors this week?"

Astrid shook her head closing the book again. "None this week. Or the week before. Which is odd."

Henry nodded. Highschool was right around the corner. Most likely everyone had a boyfriend or girlfriend by now, so that just left the two of them. Inside his mind he was shouting in triumph. The lack of suitors meant that he could swoop in and finally move on to the next stage of their relationship. Astrid went back to reading.

Henry turned to face her, ready to ask out his best friend, except he couldn't. All he could do was stare, and the longer Henry stared, the more anxious he became. Their friendship would be ruined if they broke up. Should he risk something like that? The obvious answer was no, but he had been thinking about this for a lone time. He made his decision. Better to just get it over with, like ripping off a band-aid. After all, the worst she could do was say no.

"Astrid will you go out with me?" He blurted out.

Astrid immediately stopped reading and lifted her eyes to the seat in front of them. After several seconds she turned to stare at him, but said nothing, and the longer she stared, the more anxious he got. He could feel blood rising to his face, little beads of sweat formed on his forehead. His palms were getting sweaty, he rubbed them on his jeans. He tried to hold her gaze, but after several moments of silence he averted his eyes, instead choosing to look at his still sweaty palms.

Of course he regretted it. Of course she was going to say no. Of course their friendship was over. What was he thinking, asking out the Astrid Hofferson. What did he have to offer her. He was short and scrawny, a 5'2 bag of bones. Granted she was shorter at 5'1, but at least she had the muscle to back it up. He would have to make an effort to apologize to her later, most likely after school. Then they would break it off and never speak to each other again.

The rest of the trip was silent. Henry staring at the ground, and Astrid staring at him. The awkwardness was so thick one could cut it with a knife, luckily it didn't last long as the bus rolled up into the designated drop off area for students. Henry was quick to stand, and was going to make a beline off the vehicle, but Astrid grabbed his wrist startling him.

"Meet me uunder the oak tree in the court yard after school." She whispered before picking up her things and walking away.

All Henry could do was stare after her. What was she going to say? She didn't sound angry. Maybe she wanted them to be alone before she gave him a straight answer. He'd find out after school.

The day couldn't end fast enough. His sister was right, he shouldn't have brought his backpack, because all they did was watch movies in every class. Since it was the last day of school, it only lasted four hours instead of seven so everyone got early release.

He was all to eager to make a beline for the school courtyard. As soon as the bell rang he was out of his chair and out the door into the hallway. He ran as fast as he could, his backpack bouncing back and forth behind him his body with every step he took. People stared as he passed, but he couldn't care less, he was finally going to go out with the girl of his dreams.

The courtyard was in the center of the school. A fairly decent size circular clearing with a one enterance. At that enterance was a wooden walkway that led to the oak tree in the center of the clearing. Under the oak tree was a wooden patio with tables and benches so students could eat and socialize during lunch and other functions.

As soon as he made it he quickly ran and sat at one of the tables and he waited. And he waited. And he waited some more. Henry looked up as thunder rumbled. The sky had darkened signifigantly since that morning, and the wind had picked up causing the leaves in the tree to rustle and fall. A small water droplet founds its way onto Henry's face. This was followed by more droplets, and within seconds a steady downpour had begun. Luckily the oak made a decent canopy for him to stay dry under.

Henry checked his watch. It had been well over half an hour since final bell. His sister most likely went to one of her friends houses like she always does after school, which meant he would have to call his dad for a ride. He sighed getting up. "Guess I'll call her later and-" Lighting flashed across the sky, and in that flash of lighting he saw a flash of blonde through the windows heading for the courtyard enterance. He quickly grabbed his bag and ran to greet her.

He met her at the door and stopped, preventing her from stepping out into the rain. "Listen Astrid." He began. Let me-"

"No." She interrupted. "Let me go first."

He stopped. Why did she sound angry? Was is because he asked her out? Was it because he became one of the many suitors she spent that she was constantly trying to avoid? With her next sentence he got his answer.

"Listen carefully," she started, "because I'm only going to say this once. Nod if you understand." He slowly nodded shocked that she would use such a condescending tone with him. "I will never go out with you. I don't want to see or talk to you again." Thunder boomed as lighting flashed across the sky illuminating Henry's face revealing one of pain and sadness.

"Astrid I-" But she held up her hand to silence him, determined to finish.

"You're nothing but a small weak little hiccup. And hiccups dont deserve friends. This" she pointed to herself and the heart broken boy standing in the rain. "is over. Our friendship never happened and I will deny it's existence if you, or anyone else asks. Do you understand"

She had never spoken to him like this. Other people had, but she was quick to defend him saying that size and looks weren't everything. So where was this coming from? Most people who asked her only got a warning, they weren't name called and ridiculed.

Henry could feel a sharp pang in his chest. Followed by something snapping. Something inside him broke, and his face morphed from one of heartbreak and shock, to one of anger and betrayal. He clenched his fists, digging his nails into his palms. Tears began to well up in his eyes, but he held them back as best he could. In an effort to hide them he looked to the ground. He wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of seeing the damage she was doing.

"Answer the question hiccup." She sounded annoyed. Ready to get the conversation over with and move on to more important things. He nodded, but that didn't seem to be enough. "Say 'I understand Astrid.'"

He clenched his teeth before looking her in the eyes. Any affection he had for her was gone, replaced with anger and malice. Apparently she had been leading him on for the better part of eight years just so she could break his heart in one of the worst ways possible. "I understand Astrid." Thunder rumbled once more shaking the walls and vibrating the windows.

She seemed satisfied with this and nodded before turning and walking back down the hall away from the soaking wet, heart broken, boy in the courtyard. "You're nothing but a hiccup Henry Haddock! That's all you are, and that's all you will ever be!"