inspired by a small funny thing a found forever ago that many of you probably know of because it circulated on facebook
anyway, enjoy~
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Dagur figeted at his desk, eyes darting to the burnet that had been on his mind non-stop for years. It was times like this that he wished he didn't insist on sitting in the back to reflect his distaste for school. He clicked his pen at an annoying fast pace, the sound grating on everyone's nerves save for his own since his mind was someplace else. However, it was having the negative effect of irritating the one person he was trying to find a way to impress. Dagur didn't care at all about the ugly looks from the teacher in the front of the room trying to discuss the process of lithification or the frustrated looks from the other students. But when those beautiful emerald eyes belonging to the enchanting burnet in the front row turned and shot him a nasty glare, Dargur immediately stopped what he was doing.
Suddenly time slowed like in one of those cheesy romantic comedies (that Dagur absolutely never watched while pretending it was him and Hiccup in the movie because why would he ever do that?). Those long dark lashes...the various shades of brown with just the tint of rusted Autumn orange hair falling around his face like strands of silk...the wonderous emerald eyes that glittered with passion...those adorable freckles as countless as the stars in the sky...those pouty pink lips that would reveal a crooked smile even if it was never directed at him...
All too quickly it was turned away from him again and Dagur remembered how to breathe.
Not that anyone really noticed that part, save for a couple of people. There was a collective sigh of relief that the clicking of the past forty-five minutes finally stopped. The teacher- Kaufman* - did look between his top student and the troubled delinquent. Humming in response, the older man whent back to the lecture, planning to have a talk with the two after class.
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"Haddock, Berz*, stay after class,"
At the sound of their names being address, a collective wave of 'ooh's came from the other students, making Dagur scoff and Hiccup roll his eyes before they both went to stand in front of Kaufman's desk, the retired veteran now seated and waiting for the last of the students to exit the classroom. As soon as they were by themselves, Kaufman looked to the two teens. Hiccup looked bored out of his mind (as he almost always did) while Dagur tried to look casual as he kept nervously looking over to Hiccup.
Yes, this would work. He set his hazel gaze on the red-head first. "Dagur, I have noted that this year, you have been making more of an effort with your schoolwork, but I'm worried about your performance in this class. As you know, participation counts and you haven't been able to keep up enough to participate in discussion. On top of that, you tend to miss a lot of assignments,"
Dagur felt his face flush a bit at being called out in such a way in front of his-yes, his- Hiccup. The very person he was trying to impress. No way a failing grade would pass as 'getting laid' material. "I'm trying to, ah...remedy that," he replied as smooth as possible. Yep. Expanding vocabulary was part of Operation Get in Hic's Pants.
"Excuse me, sir, but that doesn't explain why you asked me to stay behind," Hiccup spoke up, making Dagur's heart flutter.
"I asked you to stay behind, Mr. Haddock, because I think that you could help with Dagur's situation," Hiccup quirked a brow in response, not liking where this was going but not speaking up. "I would like you to help tutor Mr. Berz here everyday for the rest of the term. And if he shows improvement, I'd like it to be extended for the rest of the year and possibly further than that,"
Hiccup's eyes slowly widened at the news as the situation dawned on him while Dagur was almost gapping like a fish out of water. "You can't be serious," Hiccup replied, trying to keep his voice as under control as possible. "Dagur is unteachable. You know that," Dagur frowned at hearing that. He had really been making an effort...It must not have been enough...
"No, I don't know that," Kaufman stated simply. "I've seen the way your presence has influenced his behavior in the classroom and I think it'll work for all of our benefits,"
"How does it benefit me?" Hiccup asked carefully. Maybe if he got something out of this nightmare, it would be worth it...
Kaufman held back the urge to smile, knowing he had the burnet's attention. "I noticed that you were planning to pursue teaching. If you have the ability to get a student at Dagur's level to at least a B- average in all his courses and keep him out of trouble at least on school grounds, it'll get a lot of people looking. I'm sure a lot more schools will be willing to give you an internship while you're in college. Hell, maybe intern at your college of choice,"
Hiccup hummed in thought. He didn't care for Dagur...In fact he barely knew him other than the fact the kid always gave him weird stares, had a bad reputation and was really annoying in class. Still...there were worse options, right? "Okay,"
Dagur's heart skipped again and Kaufman rose a bushy brow. "Okay?"
"Yeah...as in 'okay, I'll do it'," Hiccup clarified.
Dagur tried to hold back his wide smile and Kaufman continued on. "Alright. I expect progress reports every Friday. That gives you two days to give me your first one detailing how you two are going to meet up and when. I want to see schedules and such. If you can't find me, leave them in my mailbox in the main office. Sound good?"
They both nodded; Hiccup in a defeated fashion and Dagur eagerly. "Is there anything else?" Hiccup asked as politely as he could manage. When Kaufman shook his head, Hiccup nodded in confirmation and left, leaving Dagur to rush after him and Kaufman to chuckle to himself, having no clue what he'd really just done.
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"Hey, Hiccup, wait up!"
Reluctantly the smaller teen paused in his walk in the now empty hallway, school having let out some time ago. Still, he refused to turn to address the other since he heard Dagur running behind him.
In no time at all, the red-head was at his side, smiling for some reason. Probably the fact that he got Hiccup roped into something stupid. Hiccup didn't exactly have many friends and while he wasn't bullied on a regular basis, this guy was friends with Hiccup's unpleasant cousin Snotlout (why his cousin decided to be called that was beyond him). For all Hiccup knew, this was a ploy of his cousin's to torment him.
Dagur was beaming as he stood next to the other, so glad to finally having a chance to really talk to the other. When they first met it was two years ago when Dagur moved to Berk to get away from his own family problems. He had quickly made friends with some of the guys there and became leader of their group, with Snotlout second in command. Then one fateful day, they had all been hanging out in Snotlout's basement...That was the day he met Hiccup...
Flashback
"Hey, got any soda or something to eat? I'm dying over here!" Ruffnut complained over roudy laughter and conversation.
"Yeah, some sodas would be good," Tuffnut added. He and his twin sister were currently playing on an old Nintendo 64 that they stole from a pawn shop. Dagur even managed to nab some games though he had no idea what they were.
Snotlout rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, shut up,"
"Gunna comply?" Dagur teased, seeing the black haired boy get up.
Snotlout shrugged. "Yeah, I could use somethin' myself," he said. "Wanna help me carry stuff back down?"
Dagur shrugged. Normally he wasn't one to offer help, but he figured it'd be worth it to grab something to munch on. So he chose to head upstairs with the raven hair, a little confused when he heard voices booming from above.
The head of the stairs led right into the kitchen, next to where the voices seemed to be coming from. Dagur looked curiously to the dining room but was unable to see who was making the noise due to the archway. "Your old man's home?"
"Yeah, sounds like my uncle too," Snotlout shrugged, uninterested as he grabbed several sodas from the bottom of the fridge.
"SCOTT!* THAT YOU IN THERE?"
"YEAH, DAD!" Snotlout shouted back. "JUST GETTING SOME SNACKS FOR THE GUYS!*"
"WELL COME AND SAY HI TO YOUR COUSIN AND UNCLE FIRST!"
Snotlout rolled his eyes but went to step into the archway. "Hey Uncle Stoick*," He greeted politely. Dagur was almost impressed. But then, "hey, Scrawnyass," Snot then teased.
Dagur rolled his eyes as he took the first drink from his soda. But then a voice- the most enchanting voice he ever heard- spoke up as a form came into the kitchen. "Really, is that the best you can come up with, Scott?" The beautiful burnet said the name almost mockingly as he strode past Dagur to get a water bottle from the fridge.
It had the desired effect, with Snotlout frowning. "It's Snotlout, ya little pest. And who said you could raid my fridge?"
"I did. When I bought the damn water I'm drinking," the other returned. "Relax, I'm not gunna raid your junkfood. Lord knows I don't want to loose my 'scrawny ass',"
Dagur swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. Dear lord, this kid did have a nice looking ass...And those jeans hugged him so nice...
Finally those sharp green eyes rested on Dagur. Looking unimpressed, he went back over to stand by Snotlout. "And who's this? One of your new lackies?"
"Show some respect!" Snotlout snapped, though nowhere near loud enough for the two fathers to hear as they were too loud in the dining room. "He can kick your ass any day!"
The smaller teen wasn't fazed. "What is your facination with my ass?"
"Just go back to writing poetry or planting flowers, Hiccup! Us men are going back downstairs to hangout. Like people with friends do,"
Dagur was going to speak up and tell the larger teen he shouldn't pick on his family like that but was stopped by a sudden flash of something in those green eyes. It looked almost like...hurt...
Sure enough, the smaller one simply walked away and Snotlout went back to gathering snacks. Dagur, still struck with disbelief that Snot was related to something so enchanting shuffled close and spoke low. "Hey, who was that?"
"Just Hiccup," the other replied. "He's my cousin but we don't really get along,"
"Is he...single?"
Snotlout looked to the other in confusion, becoming shocked when he realized Dagur wasn't joking.
End Flashback
"What do you want?" Hiccup asked boredly.
Dagur wasn't discouraged. Instead he offered his hand out. "I figured it was about time I properly introduced myself, since you'll be helping me and all. I'm Dagur,"
"I know," Hiccup replied, eyeing the other carefully. What was this guy up to? "I'm Hiccup," he replied, hesitantly offering his own hand.
"I know," Dagur replied, carefully wrapping his larger hand around Hiccup's, enjoying the electricity between them and praying Hiccup felt it too. Sure enough, a small hint of color came up on those freckled cheeks.
Hiccup pulled his hand away, fighting back his blush. What on Earth was wrong with him? "So...I suppose...since I'm your tutor...I...I need to know your schedule so I can plan study sessions. When are you free-"
"Anytime that works for you," Dagur replied too quickly.
Hiccup now looked at the other, finding that suspicious. "...Anytime?"
"Yeah, I mean, you're the boss. Name the time and place,"
Hiccup frowned. This had to be a ploy of some sort. "Mhm...Well, tell Scott his ploy failed. I'm not going to waste my time with some assortment of tricks," He turned on his heel, much to Dagur's bewilderment.
"Wait!" He shouted, cutting Hiccup off. "It's no trick! I really am trying to get better in school,"
"Yeah right," Hiccup replied, rolling his eyes. "And I guess you want to get on Honor Roll, too,"
"Well...I don't know about that," Dagur admitted. "I think I have some work to do before that,"
"You really expect me to believe some friend of Scott's is willing to take school seriously?"
"Just because I'm his friend doesn't mean I'm the same," Dagur pointed out.
"Well you certainly do hang around eachother a lot and you wouldn't be able to be such good friends if you didn't have a lot in common,"
"Oh, because you'd know all about how friendships work, right?" The words left before he could stop them. He slapped a hand over his mouth, not believing he just did that. The hurt in Hiccup's eyes stabbed him to the core.
Hiccup felt his face heat up in embarrassment. "I can't believe I agreed to this!" He hissed, moving to pass by the delinquent. Dagur grabbed his elbow, though, making Hiccup flush further and almost drop his books. "Let go of me!"
"Not until you hear me out!" Dagur insisted. "I wanna get along. Be your friend! And I want to to better in school. You already agreed!"
Hiccup was about to snap but he stopped. It was true...He did agree... He had to get out of this... "...Look, I don't believe that you want to get better. I think you're just trying to waste my time in hopes of dragging me down or -more likely- make a fool of me somehow,"
"Fine, but you have to give me a chance first!"
There was a stare off for some time, both determined. Hiccup wanted the other to break, knowing what short attention spans Scott's usual friends had. Dagur on the other hand was trying hard to display his honest intentions.
All it did though, was make Hiccup eventually roll his eyes, knowing he was stuff. "...Fine." Not willing to discuss it further, he yanked his arm from Dagur's grip and left.
This time, Dagur didn't go after him, too confused about whether he won or not.
Term One: "Fine"
"used to end an argument when the submissive knows they are right and need the dominant to shut up (even if they aren't)"
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*Kaufman: a character of my own. He won't be too big in this. I just needed an instructor and Gobber didn't suit it in my opinion
*Berz: short for Berzerkers. Aren't I the creative one? I don't know his actual last name...
*Scott: picked a simple name
*The Guys: yeah, they consider Ruffnut a guy here. Guys consist of Tuffnut, Ruffnut, and Dagur (from Snotlout's POV)
*Stoick: kept his name the same just because i like it