Hey guys. Wanted to write this for a while. Just my little take on how I wish / think Astrid would've reacted to Hiccup being bullied when he wasn't around to see it.
This is supposed to be from Astrid's POV. Or something like that.
HTTYD Belongs to me, obviously. In my heart. Lolno, it actually belongs to Dreamworks. Duh.
It was the night of yet another dragon raid on their village, and Hiccup had really screwed up this time...
"I've never seen anyone mess up that badly. That helped!" Snotlout jeered as Hiccup walked past them.
"Thank you, I was trying." He retorted sarcastically, sighing and closing his eyes for a second as he simply absorbed the insult and let it go without another word. The russet haired fishbone avoided Astrid's gaze as best he could as she clutched her axe with both hands, glaring at Snotlout's feet.
When Gobber and his apprentice rounded the corner, Astrid turned to Snotlout and said to him, "You can be a real jerk sometimes, you know that?"
Snotlout gave her a questioning look, "What did I do?"
"Just because he's...different doesn't give you guys the right to rub his face in it every time you see him." Astrid said irritably.
She shoved past them as they stared at her with wide eyes. She turned to glance at Snotlout out of the corner of her eye, "Grow up." She muttered to him with disgust hinting in her tone.
She charged off to her house after that, angry. Angry that they bullied the boy like they did, and angry that Hiccup deserved it. In her mind, he did. But her heart told her he didn't. She didn't know which one to believe.
She remembered her older brother had been bullied quite badly when he was about their age. He shipped himself off on one of the cheif's hunts for the dragon's nest, just to prove himself and get away from the bullying. He didn't come back.
Ever since then, she had let up on the teasing of 'Horrendous Hiccup'. She didn't call him names, she didn't pick fights with him, she didn't really pay him much attention. She wasn't nice to him - cruel in her own way without seeing it herself - but she wasn't horribly mean either. She pretended he didn't exist most of the time. Their conversations were short and to the point and she kept them that way.
She stared out her window at the scrawny boy arguing with Gobber, then hanging his head and going inside his house. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and sharpened her axe.
"Some viking he'll make."
I feel like it's a little OOC, but it's my first time writing anything for HTTYD. I have a couple stories planned, so I should get better. This took a while longer than I wanted to churn out, just because I felt...I dunno. I didn't want her to stick up for him too much, but I wanted to get the point across I guess.
Anyway, hope you liked the suck-ness.
