Hiccup jerked awake, a weight on his chest preventing him from rising. He flopped back down, confused, trying to get his bearings in the dark.
Okay, first things first, what was on him?
He glanced down only to get a face full of blond hair. Alright, a person. Astrid, he assumed... hoped. But where was -
Toothless' face suddenly filled his vision, upside down and eyes luminescent in the dark. His tongue flopped out, goofy, gummy grin in place. He warbled happily.
'Hey, bud, what're we doing out he-'
'HICCUP! WHERE ARE YE, YA FOOL OF A HADDOCK!'
Hiccup's eyes widened. Of course. He had flown out to watch the sunset with Astrid... they had then gotten on with. Otherthings. And they must have fallen asleep. And now it was night, and they weren't married (they were living at home still, for Thor's sake!), and his Dad was going to kill him.
He shook Astrid's shoulders gently, pushing one hand over her mouth and gesturing with the other for her to be quiet. She slowly met his eyes, blinking sleepily. She sluggishly rolled from beside him up onto his chest and smirked before nuzzling back into him.
Well, he really had done a number on her, then.
And that victory was going to have to carry him through the rest of what was sure to be a less than pleasant evening, he thought, as Stoick and Skullcrusher drew nearer.
There were some serious downsides to having a father with a tracker class dragon.
Short and sweet! Not sure if it's going to be a collection of one-shots or just the one. We will have to see if the inspiration strikes me! Glad to be back writing again, though; it's been a long time!