A/N: side note before the story: Hi. please excuse the technical difficulties from before and thank you ladipretender for telling me that it hiccuped. (hehehe... hiccup...)
"HICCUP!" Yells Stoick from the kitchen. "Coming!" I shouted ringing up the next customer as fast as he could.- 'you're probably wondering what's going on, well, I am Hiccup, I work at this pizza place called berk's pizzeria, I hate my job, and my life. I have no friends and yes, my name is Hiccup. That name isn't uncommon for my ancestors, 'Hiccup' generally is what the vikings called the runt of the litter, so I bet you can guess what I look like. I'm about as scrawny as a toothpick, with horrid brown hair that never goes where I want it to, vomit-green eyes, and the same green sweatshirt I never take off. I never take it off because it is so baggy it hides my lanky frame, and covers the cuts on my wrists. Yes I cut, no I'm not suicidal, yet.- 'You know, not all people who cut are suicidal, and not all suicidal people cut. Not all people that suffer from depression wear the color black, and not all people who wear black are depressed. Now enough about me, I wanna hear about you! wait, never mind, you all probably clicked on this fic to hear about a cute story of me meeting some dashing man, kissing passionately, but no smut, just the fluff. You're probably looking for some sappy love story, not a useless toothpick complain about his problems...' present-time-hiccup blabbered on. 'ANYWAY, thank you for that detour Hiccup, lets get back to the story.' The writer cut him off. 'wait, where were we Hiccup?' *Hiccup points to a line in the composition notebook* 'ah yes'- "I hurriedly rush to the back room and find Stoick holding keys and several pizzas, "awww come onnn!" I groan. "Now now hiccup, i'll even carry the pizzas to the truck for you." Stoick said. this actually changed things, usually when I had to carry them himself, I dropped them or if I went out the front of the pizza place, someone tripped him."- AGAIN with the bullying from my own cousin...' present-tense-Hiccup groaned. 'Hiccup let me finish reading! 'okay, okay, fine…' he said plopping back down in his chair. 'now, as I was saying earlier'- "usually someone tripped him, most of the time it was his main bully, his own cousin Snotlout. Stoick smiled and started walking towards the back door, "thanks, for- ya' know, carrying those for me." I said as we made our way outside. "no problem, now I've noticed what Snotlout does to you, and I'll be sure to have a word with him the next time I see him, alright?" at this point I was positively beaming, "thank you so much sir!" I said wrapping my arms around Stoick's middle, not able to reach all the way around because of my short arms and Stoick's big build. "no need to call me sir!" I was still beaming as I got into the delivery truck with the pizzas,"- 'oh and there's one thing you might need to know…' -"thanks, dad." I smiled. Stoick smiled, "I love you son, be careful." Stoick warned as I started the car. "I love you too dad, and i promise." and with that I drove off with the list of addresses.
A/N: HI! I'm Isa, this account is actually my boyfriend's account. yes yes i know, i might have been the one to convince him to make it, also SIDE NOTE!: yes yes i know, I tried something... different. *GASP* yes I did go there! I put myself and the characters into a room to read hiccup's journal that has the exact events of that day in it! also ANOTHER SIDE NOTE!: my boyfriend will be added too at a later time. (lots of people will come and go.)
I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT WRITER'S WORDS AND ACTIONS, THAT'S BECAUSE I AM THE WRITER!
M'kay bye! 3