You've been friends with Hiccup for so long that you've always been his emotional support. He's the gutter you hold onto to keep you sane, away from dark thoughts that inhabits your mind and heart. You knew every inch of him and understood him better than his own father and peers and that accounts for something. He knows you better than anyone else and can know what you mean behind your sometimes one worded answer ( to save energy or annoy those who you hate), your one syllable comments (when around someone like snoutlout), smirks and half smirks (out of amusement),and can communicate with you through simple blinks or gestures.

Over all the two of you knew each other by heart that the other could end the other's sentence.

You have always been there for him that when something happens he goes to you for advice, help and sometimes plain companionship that only you could offer.

You've asked him about it one time and as he struggles for an answer as you brew the tea.

"Serene." he says out of nowhere and you look at him. He scratches his head sheepishly as he looks at his feet. He peeks at you through his bangs and says "to your question"

You smile, others would be puzzled first before they would understand but you've been there for him for so long that you know what it means.

"I'm glad."

The two of you resume bathing in each other's presence gazing through the clouds and humming a tune. You've assume that everything would be fine now that peace was here, that you're precious Hiccup and his adorable dragon Toothless would have a not that rough sailing, that Hiccup would find a wife in Astrid, be chief and you the children's aunt and caretaker.

But those ended up as piper's dream when Hiccup came through your door straight to your room and hugged you as he sobbed, waking you up from your sleep that night. You hug him tight and draw circles in his back as he cries.

You wonder what could be the cause of such tears, it has been so long since he cried like this. As you continue comforting him you realize he has fallen asleep, you sigh fondly and lays him on your bed as you lock the front door of your house and lay beside him.

He immediately hugs you out of habit and need of warmth, that he claims only you could provide him when he cries, even though he is asleep. You smile and hug him back.

'Tomorrow,' you've decided 'a cup of sweet tea would be served.' as you fall back to sleep drawing Hiccup closer to you for his comfort.

The next day he wakes up in your bed alone, you've woken up earlier than him and was preparing breakfast.

"Good morning" You greeted as he rubs sleep off his eyes, you take the last course off the counter and into your round table outside as you've decided that today's morning breakfast was to be eaten outside under the suns grace.

Hiccup pouts, he knows that this means he would have to tell you the story, because it has been a long time since he has cried that much and barge into your room without consideration.

"Forge?"

"Gobber has been informed"

"Toothless?"

"Been here, sleeping at the store room with Nightsky, ate cods" You says as you chuckle from Hiccup's grunt.

"You tried."

"Thanks." he says as he starts eating along with you.

He helps clear the table and clean the dishes once the two of you are done, you wash the dishes as he soaps them, you hum a tune, he goes with the rhythm.

And once the two of you are done, you prepare tea as he starts talking though it were only words

"Astrid." he says as he sighs deeply, you make him continue

"Accusations, jealousy." he adds

Your now brewing the tea and you've already connected the dots.

"You, insecure, heated argument, break up." As he ends it his voice wavers and you hand him his tea, calming him down

"Why?" you ask and Hiccup gives you one word

"Closeness..."

You nod your head in understanding, Astrid was jealous of you and had accusations against Hiccup because she was insecure of herself and the closeness you shared with Hiccup which lead to a heated argument that ended up to a break up.

You go to his side and hold him close.

"What do you want to do?" You ask as you rub his shoulder in a comforting gesture as he leans closer to you. He buries his face on your stomach, he does not mind nor do you.

"Take your time then, heal your heart and once it does tell me what you WANT to do." You tell him because you've decided that for everything he's been through he deserves to be selfish this time.

The two of you remain in this stance unaware of Astrid seeing everything from the hill like the two of you were from the childhood, unaware of Berk's Vikings seeing the two of you as childhood sweethearts.