Hello my little fishies of the internet! idon'tcare14 has challenged me to write a parody of the movie Ferris Bueller's day off, so here it is! Hiccups Haddocks day off!

Characters:

Hiccup: Ferris

Astrid: Sloane

Fishlegs: Cameron

Mildew: Mr Rooney

Snotlout: Jeanie

Italics are where Hiccup "Talks to the audience".

It was a perfect day on Berk. The sun was out and it was warm and bright compared to the usually cold and harsh days. And here was Hiccup having to work! Normally he didn't mind working, but today; this bright, beautiful, sunny day simply could not be wasted on working!

'A day like today cannot be wasted!' Hiccup exclaimed as he looked out the window. An idea hit him as he stared out. If he wanted to have the day to do whatever he wanted, he could fake being sick.

'Yeah, that's a brilliant idea!' Hiccup saw that the sun was only just up so his Father wouldn't be up yet; he rushed quietly down stairs and sat very close to the fire for a few minutes. He rushed back to his room and hid under the covers just as his dad came in.

Close timing.

'Son, I'm going on the fishing trip today to help out, I won't be around so…' He trailed of as he heard a moan from the faking Hiccup. He moved over to his son with a very concerned look on his face.

'Are you OK son? You really look terrible.' The boy moaned again.

'Gee, thanks dad. But you're right I really don't feel well,' he turned away with a moan to hide the fact he was silently sniggering.

'Well, you better give training a miss today son, can't let anyone else get sick because you went out today,' Stoick informed his son. Hiccup looked back at his dad and lazily nodded to him.

Yes! This couldn't be more perfect! Dad won't be here so there's no chance I'll get caught out!

'Dad, can you only tell the guys at dragon training, I-I don't want anyone to worry.' The mountain of a man beamed.

'That's a very considerate thought son; we'll make a brilliant chief out of you yet!' He said with a slight slap on hiccup's back. Hiccup gave a fake coughing fit so his dad would leave him in peace. His haunch was right and was left in peace. He waited until he heard a massive slam of the door and then some to insure he could make an easy escape. He whipped of his blankets and ran out the back door.

Hiccup knocked furiously at the door to his friend's house. This friend, if you are wondering, is Fishlegs. He knew that Fishlegs wouldn't be at dragon training yet, as he was always late to the classes, usually because he had been helping his dad before dawn.

'Fishlegs! Fishlegs!' He called out frantically.

The day you decide to do something completely cool and want your friend there with you, they decide not to open the door. Great!

The door was finally open by a rather sickly looking Fishlegs. With a wipe of his nose with the sleeve of his shirt, he spoke,

'Hey Hiccup, shouldn't you be at dragon training, I can't come today, I feel like crap.'

'That's brilliant! I'm skipping out of the classes today, and you're coming with me! Come on we'll go get Astrid, too,' Hiccup sounded as if he was about to burst from excitement.

'Dude, what part of I'm sick don't you get, and what do you mean you're skipping out on training, your dad wouldn't let you do anything like that unless you were sick?' Fishlegs stated questioningly.

'That's the thing, I faked being sick! Now come on.' Hiccup began dragging along his larger friend to his father's shed with all of his prized possessions. Fishlegs stopped dead in his tracks, knowing if they went in there he was a dead man. This caused hiccup to be jolted back by his friend's obvious greater strength.

'Hiccup!' The boy hissed into his friend's ear. 'We can't go in there, that's my dad's stuff, if he finds anything out of place, and he WILL kill me!' Hiccup rolled his eyes at his paranoid friend.

When you have a friend who is always paranoid that their dad will get seriously mad if they even sneeze at the wrong time, you tend to ignore them after a while.

'Fishlegs, relax, I promise that your dad will not find out about this. Trust me.'

Fishlegs still looked completely unconvinced but let go of his friend who excitedly opened the door to reveal a cart that Hiccup rushed to immediately and began to hopelessly try and pull out. Fishlegs' horrors sparked up all over again as he saw Hiccup go to the cart. It was his father's prized possession! He had made that thing with his own two hands years ago, it had survived every dragon attack it lived through; it was practically an heirloom! He was so dead! He forced the feeling down again as he knew Hiccup wouldn't listen to him. He remembered what else Hiccup had told him: how were they going to get Astrid?

'Hiccup, how are we getting Astrid, Mildew is supervising and he's not just going to let us go in there and get her.'

'Ah, this is the other part of my plan, he might not let us get Astrid, but he'll let Astrid's dad take her out with an emergency,' Hiccup educated his friend with a devious grin. He gestured for the more statured to get the cart out of the shed as he went into the house. Fishlegs sighed and complied with the stubborn boy. Meanwhile, in the house, Hiccup was rummaging through the house and "borrowing" large furs they could use to disguise themselves in. Hiccup came out to the cart drowning in the furs he was carrying, Fishlegs' scared look came right back again. Hiccup dumped the furs in and smiled at his accomplice.

'Right, get a yack to pull the cart. Let's go get Astrid.'

Astrid was bored out of her mind, not only was she told that Hiccup and Fishlegs both sick so she had no one sane to talk to, but Mildew was the one who had to supervise the classes today and he was a right pain. The blonde girl sighed angrily as Tuffnut walked up to her with a poke on shoulder.

'Astrid, your dad is apparently here about some kind of emergency you're needed at.' She looked at him warily with a menacing frown on her lips. 'Hey, don't shoot the messenger.' Astrid walked out and saw a bizarre looking man covered in furs standing next to a cart. She got in a fighting stance ready to beat the snot out of the guy if he tried anything.

'Astrid,' the man whispered to her. Her eyes widened as she knew that voice from anywhere.

'Hiccup,' she asked back to the man as Mildew came out rambling what was going on.

'Play along Astrid.' She straightened herself out as the elder asked her what was going on.

'Um, my father has come to take me home; an emergency has arisen at home I have to help out with.' Mildew looked at her and then to the man suspiciously, he then gestured for Astrid go as he had no proof of anything to say this wasn't the truth. He left them alone once he heard Tuffnut causing a crisis. Astrid turned to the man who morphed into the two boys she knew as Hiccup and Fishlegs.

'And here I was thinking you were sick,' she smirked at the two.

'I am,' Fishlegs retaliated with a sniff. Hiccup smirked.

'Yeah, about that, I kind of faked it; all in the name of a day off though, a well-earned one in my mind.' Astrid punched him in the arm.

'That's for leaving me alone in class.' She then gave him a small kiss on the lips. 'That's for coming to get me to come along.' The two smiled warmly and kissed again, Fishlegs rolled his eyes and groaned at their public display of affection.

'Come on,' he urged them to go.

OK, so I was going to make this a one-shot but I'm probably going to break it into two chapters. Also, prepared to be disappointed if you've seen the movie as I probably won't make a musical number. BYE!