A/N: Usually I don't keep track with those different days, celebrations (except from the main-celebrations like Christmas etc.) and God-knows-what-not. But someone told me Valentine's Day is 14th February, so I thought, "Well, why not?" Fanfictions, guys, fanfictions.

This is a short – very short – story about Hiccup and Astrid – no arguments there, guys. I like the pairing, I support it, so deal with it. So... where was I? Oh, yes. It's about Hiccup and Astrid, but we'll also be seeing some of Briskir, Calypso and Diana the Green Stealth – if you don't know them and want to know who/what they are, you can read my fanfiction "Dragon Riders of Berk". All of them will appear there sooner or later.

Everyone Knows

"See ya later!"

"Yeah, see you later." Hiccup smiled as he watched Astrid run over to Calypso who was waiting a few yards away. The girls had decided to have a trip to the other side of the island with their dragons. They had asked Ruffnut to come with them, but she had been in the middle of planning something with Tuffnut – and Hiccup really didn't want to know what it was.

When Hiccup had asked if he could join, Astrid and Calypso had laughed and exchanged glances. Then they'd said it was a girls' trip only. Hiccup had felt a little uncomfortable about that – who wouldn't after asking to join on a girls' trip? – but Calypso had told him that there was no way he could have known it was for girls only, and that they all could have a trip another day.

So Hiccup watched Astrid and Calypso leave with their dragons. Then he glanced towards the Dragon Training Arena. He was planning to do it today, so...

He called for Toothless and the son of the chief and Night Fury set off towards the arena.

On their way, they passed plenty of people. Most of them said 'hello' or 'good morning', but some of them – actually only Gobber – stopped to talk. What bothered Hiccup, however, was the knowing smile the dentist/blacksmith had when he continued walking.

When the duo finally arrived at the arena, Hiccup found Fishlegs and Briskir there. Briskir was sitting in the middle of the arena, surrounded by some Terrible Terrors, while Fishlegs sat in front of him, together with Meatlug. It seemed the two of them were deep buried in some discussion about dragons and their preferred habitats.

"I'd say you'll find more of the Green Stealth in forests," Briskir said.

"But we all know the Green Stealth is closely related to the Night Fury. This means the Green Stealth should be able to habituate to all kinds of terrain."

"But, according to Calypso, the Green Stealth has this special skin-"

"Yes, the scales take colour after the terrain."

"Not just any terrain! It's only green!"

"Yes, I know," Fishlegs replied, eyeing a page in the Book of Dragons.

"Then it shouldn't be more to discuss," Briskir stated.

Hiccup smiled and shook his head. Ever since Briskir arrived at Berk, he'd showed a great interest in learning about the dragons. Fishlegs had taken it upon himself to learn Briskir all he knew about the dragons, and now the two of them spent most of the time having long discussions about the winged reptiles.

"So, can I announce my presence without interrupting something important?" Hiccup asked.

Fishlegs jumped and quickly turned. "H-Hiccup!" he said, a relieved smile appearing at his face. "I didn't hear you come. How long have you been here?"

"Not long," Hiccup assured and made his way over to them.

"Why are you here?" Fishlegs asked curiously.

"You wanted to talk to me," Briskir recalled. "Has it anything to do with... girls? Maybe one in particular?"

Hiccup felt the heat rise into his cheeks. "What makes you think so?" he asked, trying to sound slightly confused. Soon 20 years, and still that happened. He tried to force the blush away.

It didn't work – neither sounding confused, nor forcing the blush away. Briskir began laughing. "You know, even though I don't see anymore, I'm pretty good at guessing."

Hiccup sighed. "Very well. You're right. It's about Astrid..."

Suddenly Fishlegs seemed to light up. "Are you going to propose?"

"What?" Hiccup exclaimed.

"The whole village is talking about it, Hiccup," Briskir informed, doing his best not to laugh again.

"How... When... They know?" Hiccup felt his stomach turn into a nervous knot.

"Well, obviously not everyone," Fishlegs replied. "Ruffnut and Tuffnut are too busy playing pranks on others to care. Snoutlout doesn't know because... yeah, you know." Fishlegs made a face. "And Astrid doesn't know."

"She doesn't?" Hiccup's stomach slowly began untie itself.

"Of course she doesn't!" Briskir exclaimed. "It would ruin the surprise if she knew!"

Hiccup groaned. "How much does exactly 'everyone' know about it?"

"Just that you're planning to propose to her by midnight today," Fishlegs quickly replied.

Hiccup buried his face in his hands. Why couldn't people just stick to their own business? Of course he'd talked to his father about it, and to Astrid's parents, but that didn't mean the whole village had to know! He wouldn't really be surprised if all the dragons knew too...

"But they won't say anything before tomorrow," Fishlegs continued. "Your father told them so."

"Wait..." Hiccup lifted his head, his eyes narrowing at Fishlegs. "Dad told them?"

"What? Did I say that?" Fishlegs asked, seemingly beginning to panic.

Hiccup sighed. "Very well. So everyone knows, except from the twins, Snoutlout and Astrid. But they'll stay out of it until tomorrow."

Well, that would at least explain Gobber's smile.

Silence settled over them for a long while. Eventually Fishlegs seemed to get enough of the tension, since he broke it. "I'll just... leave you to talk, then. See you around later!" With that he was at his feet and out of the arena.

Hiccup and Briskir were left, glancing after him.

"So, what is bothering you?"

Hiccup glanced back at Briskir. The blind, young man wasn't smiling anymore. Instead he seemed curious, and maybe slightly worried.

"I'm just starting to doubt the plan..." Hiccup muttered, eyeing his feet, fiddling with the little box he had in the purse hanging from the belt.

A/N: Yeah, I totally think he's nervous. Very nervous. What if Astrid says no? Wouldn't have been very funny, would it?

Just one more chapter, I believe. It will most likely be up by tomorrow, so see you around, and please review!