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-How To Train Your Dragon-

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Chapter One: Deadly Flower.

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Attempt One,

"Astrid! Hey!" Astrid groaned annoyed as she continued her trek toward home, ignoring the constant yelling behind her. He'd been bugging her all day. Non stop. Stormfly squawked at her side, throwing a glare at the screaming boy. "Hello~! Hey! Astrid! I have-."

"Stormfly, Spinshot!"

Thack! Thack! Thack!

"-Ouph! Hey!" Astrid turned around to see her dragon's handy work. Snotlout was hanging from his tunic off of a house. And with a satisfied nod she flipped on her heels, she called over her shoulder. "Stop being a pest Snotlout!"

Snotlout huffed glaring down at her. "What?!" She rolled her eyes as she ran up her pourchsteps and disappeared through the door, shutting it closed behind her. Leaving Stormfly to curl up in her stable house, snacking on a basket of icelandic cod.

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Attempt Six-,

"Hey! Hey Astrid!" The loud and burly boy called running over to where the said girl was strapping her dragon with its saddle.

Astrid felt her stomach twist as she hopped on to Stormfly, taking off in a gust of wind. "Augh! He's starting to drive me nuts." She muttered glancing back at the now distant village of Berk.

"Stupid muttonhead." she growled, nudging Stormfly's side, taking off into the distance.

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Attempt Ten-,

"Astrid! Wait up!" Snotlout cried. Astrid froze momentarily before she broke out into a run, sprinting around the house next to her and rushing straight into the forge. She flew through the window and rolled narrowly missing a tipped over barrel of sharp, pointy swords. She held her breath as the sound of the obnoxious boy faded.

"Phew!" She sighed wiping her sweaty brow. She stood peering out the window shaft, her heart steadying as she leaned against the counter. Silence was a welcome company, considering the loudmouth she'd been avoiding all week. She was going crazy, why couldn't he just leave her alone-.

"Hey Astrid." She almost jumped out of her skin as she let out a startled gasp. She whipped around glaring as she opened her mouth to yell at the pigheaded troll breath who had decided to scare her.

"Snotlout! I'm gonna kill-... Hiccup?!" She snapped surprise evident in her voice, as she stared dumbfounded at the brownish-red haired boy in front of her. "Don't scare me like that ever again!" Her fist raising as she went to punch him.

Hiccup raised his hands in surrender, a small smile tugging at his lips revealing the dimple in his right cheek,-not that Astrid had noticed or anything.

"You okay? I heard Snotlout run by half a second ago. Is he still trying to give you those wilted weeds?" He asked, his smile spreading into a grin. Astrid gave him a confused look, as she leaned back on the worktable at her back. "Weeds? What weeds?" Hiccup nodded letting a chuckle loose as he bent to pick up the capsized barrel of blades.

"Yeah, he picked 'em a couple of days back. These yellow and red flowers. Ripped the plant straight out of the ground." Hiccup said, making small hand gestures with his hands as he spoke. She'd never tell, even if you stuck her in a pit full of Fireworms, but she secretly thought it was adorable the way he moved his hands a lot when he talked. "That's why he's been chasing me all week?! Why that-. I ought to ring his sorry neck-."

"Calm down Astrid!" Hiccup grabbed her before she could go hunt down the poor brainless loser. "Breathe." He held back a laugh. They stood their a moment, Hiccup with his arms still wrapped around her waist. He smiled slightly as he felt her taut muscles relax, and slow her breathing to match his.

"Good. Now,-Ouch!" He cried out in pain as Astrid slammed her heel into his good foot. "What was that for?!" Hiccup inquired angrily, falling hard against the worktable as he moved his foot trying to ease the ache.

Astrid kept her back to him, feeling her face heat up a fraction more. She knew, her face was probably beetroot red. She coughed slightly before she answered. "I-I'm still going to kill that half troll, yak pied, ox."

She choked on her own saliva as she rushed out the forge door. Her thoughts were racing as she shot into the plaza, her feet pounding as she did. She felt a little lightheaded. Astrid rounded the corner and ran onto the dock spotting the little weasel. "Hey! Snotlout!" The boy turned, and in his hand he clutched the wilted flowers firmly.

"Hey. I got something for you." Snotlout smirked, thrusting the weeds in her face as she stumbled to a halt. Astrid got a strong whiff of the plant, and found herself hacking and coughing. "What is that?!" She asked totally repulsed as she glared at the offending greenery. "I don't know. I just found it in the forest on my way back from training for Thawfest with my dad." He said flippantly, shrugging his shoulders.

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Thawfest isn't for another four months." Snotlout placed a hand on her shoulder, his smirk widening. "Baby, I didn't get this beautiful-" He gestured to himself with his hands. "-from playing with a Terrible Terror." Astrid gagged as she grabbed his fingers and twisted them towards the ground. "Ow, Ow, Ow!" "I didn't get this strong from sewing blankets." She let go, plowing her fist into his gut. She blew the bangs out of her face as she stared at the plant, in his other non hurt hand. "-You're right, you were born this violent." He wheezed, sucking on his fingers.

Astrid grabbed a hold of the flowers, not expecting the thorny root. She dropped the thing with a hiss of pain, staring down at her hand as speckles of blood appeared. "It has thorns?! Snotlout you moron!" She glared punching him in the gut again-probably causing his spleen to burst- as she turned tail and ran home, gripping her throbbing hand.

Not noticing as it began to swell.

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Astrid sat up in bed with a smile,-which hurt like snot surprisingly-, and stared at her window as her dragon squawked at her. With a grunt she flung the furs off of her and hopped out of bed.

She dressed and stumbled over to the metal plate that served as a mirror. With a horrified scream, she pushed her nose flat against the cold surface.

"What happened?!" Her face was puffed up, and red angry splotches of skin glared back at her. Her hand lifted to poke at her cheek, her fingers shaking violently. "No... I can't go to Dragon Academy like this!" She shrieked, pulling hard on a strand of loose hair from her braid.

"What would he think if he even saw me?!" Astrid muttered as she bit at her nails in anxiety. But she very well knew he wouldn't so much as care what she looked like, he'd be more worried than anything else. She shook her head in resignation. She wasn't going anywhere. Astrid was going back to bed to sleep off whatever this was. After feeding Stormfly...

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Hiccup worriedly paced the plaza, not sure if he should bother her. Astrid hadn't shown up for class that morning, and no one seemed to have seen her all day. "Maybe she died." Tuffnut had suggested when he had asked of her where abouts. Hiccup shook his head, trying to clear the thought from his cluttered mind.

"Come on. It's Astrid." He muttered under his breath as he unconsciously started towards her home. "I hope she's alright." He sighed. Hiccup came to a halt as he arrived. He glanced up at the Nadder head made of wood on the tip of the roof, it was a nice light green blue color. Hiccup gulped the lump forming in his throat as he raised his hand to knock, the slight fear that her parents would answer the door nagging at the back of his head.

After a moment of noise from the other side of the door, it cracked opened, an icy blue eye peered out at him. "Hiccup?" The boy breathed a sigh of relief as he leaned back on his good heel. "Hey. Why weren't you in class? Are you feeling okay?" Hiccup asked his hand pressing softly on the hardwood of the door.

Astrid took a step back from it, as she answered, stumbling clumsily over her words. "I-I'm fine. Just gotta... a-a cold!" Hiccup's brow scrunched up, his eyebrow raising slightly in disbelief. "Why do I not believe you?" He questioned, pressing a bit harder on the door. Astrid gasped pushing it back as it swung opened revealing her face a fraction.

Hiccup faltered a second, before shoving the hard oak. Astrid stumbled back falling onto her butt, her hands flinging up to her face. "What'd you do that for?! Go away Hiccup!" He stared dumbfounded down at her, her hands were puffy and red. And from what he could see of her half hidden face, it wasn't much better.

"What happened to you Astrid? You've got hives all over your arms!" Astrid bit back a sob of humiliation as she pressed her lips into a hard line. "I'm not sure. It must have happened yesterday..." She muttered looking down her hands falling to her sides as she did.

"Well what did you do yesterday?" Hiccup asked, his green eyes softening as he stared at her red and puffy face. Her face turned even redder as she recalled their little moment in the forge. She shook her head as she yelled. "I don't know! I was running from Snotlout most of it. I went home after talking to you-." Astrid gasped, no she hadn't...

"Wait. I ran into Snotlout and I got a ton of thorns stuck in my palm from the root of that flower he tried to give me." She growled. She glared down at her lap completely absorbed in her thoughts as she contemplated horribly awful ways to kill Snotlout. Astrid yelped in surprise as Hiccup's long, thin fingers touched her cheek.

"Does it hurt?" He asked softly, his fingertips brushing over the tip of her ear as he brushed a stray strand of hair and tucking it behind her ear. She glanced up at him, noting his red cheeks. She felt a smile tug at her lips, causing her to wince at the pain. "You alright?" He asked worry shining in his green eyes. She nodded.

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End.

(A/N: Hope you enjoyed!)