Hi guys, so I went to a Japanese restaurant recently and there was one staff member who really caught my eye, so I'm writing this fanfiction in honour of earbud boy (as he'll be crudely dubbed for the time being).

Anyway, this was one of the stories in my HiJack modern one shots collection but I've suddenly been hit with a thousand brainwaves all at once so I feel like this story will definitely be too long to be classed as a one shot.

Notes... canon ships in this story are; HiccupxJack (obvs), MeridaxAster, RapunzelxFlynn, AnnaxKristoff.

Enjoy and leave a review if you liked it xx

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"Jack, are 'ye ready yet?" Jack heard Aster call from downstairs.

"Just a sec, can't find my- ah, got it. Coming!" Jack found his wallet under a pile of clothes on the floor and stuffed it into his trouser pocket. Then he began thundering down the stairs two at a time. "Don't go without me, I'm- oh hey."

He stopped at the foot of the stairs. He needn't have worried about his friends leaving without him as they were all huddled around him now, looking impatient and slightly irritated.

"I couldn't find my wallet." He explained, in a slow voice, as if talking to a group of toddlers, "I could always leave it here if you of you guys'll pay for me."

"You could drink for England mate, and with the price at this place, you probably will." Aster laughed. "Bring your wallet."

"Where are we going again?" Jack asked, as the group made their way out of his house and filtered into two cars. He'd been invited for a lad's night out, but in all honesty, he had no idea where. Only that it wasn't the regular pub they usually went to.

"Yoji." Aster said.

"Gesundheit."

"It's a new sushi place downtown. Thought we'd give it a try." Aster explained as he and Jack clambered into the backseat of North's Honda. "The girls are meeting us there too. We've booked a table for sixteen."

"Jesus, can they even take that many people?" Jack shifted across to fasten his seatbelt as Kristoff shut the front passenger door and the car pulled away.

"Well, we booked, so let us hope so." North chuckled.

"So, wait, who's coming?" Kristoff swivelled around in his seat to ask Aster.

"Okay, so there's nine girls coming, I think, so that'd be Rapunzel, Merida, Astrid, Tooth, Ruffnut, Anna-"

"Yes! That's all I wanted to hear." Kristoff cheered.

"Elsa, Honey and Gogo… Think that's everyone." He repeated all the names again, this time counting on his fingers until he reached nine and nodded, "Yep, that's all of us."

"Who's in the other car?" Jack turned around and peered out the back window at the Fiat behind them. Flynn was driving, Sandy was chatting away animatedly next to him, and was that- yep, Tuffnut was leaning forward over Sandy's seat, pulling stupid faces at Jack.

Jack retaliated well, and within a few seconds, there was an ultimate battle of gurning going on between the two.

"Jack, will 'ye sit down. Yer' not a baby." Aster pulled Jack down and in his peripheral, Jack saw Tuffnut laugh from a victorious win.

"Yes Dad." Jack grumbled, resorting to staring out the window at the passing shops instead. "Where is it anyway?"

"I have no idea." North laughed. "That's what sat-nav is for."

On cue the sat-nav stuck to the windshield blurted out an instruction, "Turn left at the next roundabout."

"It is genius!" North bellowed. Despite being just as tech savvy as any other twenty-three year old, things that are actually practical like the sat-nav or the oven timer fascinateD him.

"So Yoji, was it? Sushi, that's like, raw fish, right?" Jack asked. "Not like you, Aster. I thought you were always like," He pulled his hair into a quiff similar to Aster's and deepened his voice, "Grill it 'til it's black, mate! Just barbecue that shrimp 'til you can't even tell what it is anymore! I want my steak cooked for seventeen hours! Ahhhh!"

The car went silent for a few moments, until Aster finally coughed and grumbled.

"I do not sound like that. Anyway, they do other stuff than sushi. Apparently only the local japanese customers actually order the sushi. I think I read somewhere that there's a charcoal grill thing they-"

"Grill!" Jack shouted, waving his arms around dramatically. "There's a grill! Everyone calm down, Aster stop drooling, you've got a girlfriend already."

Aster shot Jack a look of annoyance.

"No, but seriously, you've really done your homework into this. You read somewhere?"

"Yeah, I was looking up the menus online, what's wrong with that?"

"Nothing, just- oh hey, look we're here." Jack cut off the conversation abruptly as the little checkered flag flashed up on the sat-nav screen and North pulled the car up into the restaurant car park.

"Oh man, I'm hungry!" Tuffnut yelled as he and Jack opened their car doors at the same time. Upon making eye contact, evil stares and funny faces were exchanged yet again.

Tuffnut and Jack had always been the immature funny guys of the group. Aster and North were the responsible parents. Kristoff and Flynn were sort of mature. They were both in committed relationships anyway. And then Sandy was just kind of there. Nobody really knew much about him. He just showed up one day and never really left, but he was a nice guy, as far as Jack knew.

Anyway, Tuffnut was Jack's best friend. Had been since middle school.

"Nobody told me it was a restaurant. I thought Yoji was just a new way of saying hello Aster had come up with on the spot, so he was all like 'Hey tuff, wanna come to Yoji with the guys tomorrow night?' and I was all like 'Yo gee, sure, yes to whatever you just said.' And then he left and I kinda just ate a bagel and fell asleep on the floor. And now we're here…" Tuff paused for breath. "I hate fish."

"This is a sushi restaurant…" Flynn strode up to them and Jack heard the beep of his little Fiat 500 as he locked it with the key fob. "Fish is probably compulsory here. If not, you'll have to pick off the vegan menu."

Tuff stopped dead in his tracks. "The horror!" He dropped to his knees and dramatically screamed to the heavens.

Flynn and Jack carried on following the rest of the group into the restaurant. Tuff must've caught up at some point because soon, his chattering rambles were audible again.

The restaurant, in Jack's opinion, was pretty classy. A lot fancier than he'd been expecting, and suddenly he felt underdressed in his grey chinos and pale blue dress shirt. There was a bar, but nobody was sat at it, and the rest of the restaurant was quite full, bar one giant long table right in the middle of the room.

"I'm gonna go ahead and guess that's our table?" Jack whispered to Flynn as the seven guys waited at the 'Please wait here to be seated' sign.

Jack noticed a large group of girls, all made up and looking glamorous in tight shiny dressed giggling and winking at them. Keeping up with his infamous flirty reputation, Jack shot the closest girl, a redhead, with his trademark smirk. He could've sworn the girl nearly fell out of her chair swooning.

A tall, dark haired man approached the sign and asked North for their reservation. It was quite dark in the restaurant so Jack hadn't even noticed the man's dark, but still professional looking uniform. Compared to the other waiters, this guys seemed more casual. Instead of the loose, suit trousers and leather lace up shoes the older waiters were adorning, he was wearing skinny jeans and grey converses.

"Party of sixteen?" He asked, glancing at the seven of us, looking puzzled.

"Yeah mate, but the girls aren't 'ere yet. They'll get here in the next ten minutes or so." Aster explained.

"Ah, of course. Would you like to sit at your table now or would you rather have a drink at our bar while you wait?"

"I'm there!" Jack marched off towards the bar the second he heard the offer.

"Typical Jack." The others all moaned in unison.

Jack wouldn't call himself an alcoholic, but he did love to drink. He never really got completely drunk, he had a really high metabolism so the alcohol effects wore off quickly. He just loved the taste and the feeling drinking gave him. Plus, he only ever drank on nights out, such as this. He would never drink at home.

He supposed drinking was only fun when you did it with friends.

Jack sat at an empty barstool, of which there was a lot of, and glanced about. "Uh, can I just have a pint?"

A waiter with Tony Stark style facial hair shook his head and handed Jack a menu. Jack stared at the laminated paper in confusion. All the drink names were in Japanese. How was he supposed to order from this?

"Uhh, what do you recommend?" Jack knew he sounded stupid, but he didn't want to order something if he had no idea what it was.

Still, the barman didn't speak but picked a bottle from a high shelf and held it out for Jack to look. Criss-crossy Japanese lettering covered the front of the label and Jack shrugged. "Dunno what it is 'cos I don't read Japanese but I'll try it."

Jack watched him pour out the amber liquid and upon tasting it, discovered it was merely a very sweet, strong apple cider.

"What'd you get?" Tuff oggled the drink in Jack's hand as he took a seat at the bar stool next to him.

"Something called Ringosai…" Jack peered at the bottle the barman had left in front of him. "It's good, try some."

Tuff jumped at the chance and took a sip from Jack's glass. When he finished, he put the glass back down, stared off into the distance and narrowed his eyes. "I have tasted the nectar of heaven and it beckons me to indulge in more." He suddenly slammed a five pound note on the bar, "And so I shall!"

Five minutes later, everyone had ordered drinks and the boys were chatting at the bar, waiting for the girls to arrive. Jack was looking forward to catching up with Astrid, Gogo and Ruffnut. It felt like it'd been month since they'd last met. It probably had been, to be honest.

He was suddenly chucked out of his own thoughts by a loud shout next to me.

"Urgh, nobody told me my sister was coming!" Tuff groaned.

The girls had arrived, it seemed, and they all looked spectacular.

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So there we go. Don't worry, anyone who got sent over here from my HiJack collection. I'll be updating this as regularly as possible while also continuing my Modern One-shots and Would You Rather.

Thanks, Avani xx