Time for a holiday themed fan fiction! On Berk there is a holiday (that I totally made up) called Chrisval Day, which is kind of a cross between Christmas and Valentine's Day. While this is coming way too late for Christmas, it's not too late for Valentine's Day! (And I didn't come up with this until after New Year's…)
The story follows Hiccup on his first Chrisval day of being popular, while also sometimes flashing back to when he was less popular (you know, before the movie.) You also get to learn about all the things that make Chrisval Day and the week leading up to it so convoluted! So sit back, and enjoy the ride!
Disclaimer: I do not own HTTYD, the books, the movie, or the characters. I just kind of own this fanfiction, and my imagination. And even that has been repossessed.
Note: The italics after the chapter is part of the song The Twelve Days of Chrisval that the dragons made up that year. It refers to "my Viking" which refers to their master. They're mostly things the dragons want.
Chapter 1 – The First Peaceful Day of Chrisval
On the first day of Chrisval, my Viking got for me: a large chunk of cow meat all for me!
When Hiccup woke up, he felt butterflies in his stomach. He knew why, too. It was only twelve more days to Berk's biggest holiday: Chrisval Day. And this year would be much different than any other year. This would be the first year he ever spent the holidays with friends, as he had none in the past. Also, the dragons would be celebrating with them.
Sighing, Hiccup rolled over and nudged Toothless the Night Fury awake. "Wake up, Toothless," he said, "We have to start preparing for Chrisval Day!"
Toothless yawned and looked up at Hiccup from where he slept on the floor. "Boy," he said, "What's Chrisval Day?"
Hiccup sighed. "It's a holiday we celebrate on Berk," he explained again, "We put up decorations, and play lots of games and challenges, and we give important people in our lives presents…"
"Presents?" Toothless perked his ears up.
"And on the final day there's a huge feast," Hiccup concluded.
Toothless hopped to his feet. "This sounds like my kind of holiday!" he exclaimed, "Let's get started, boy!" He nudged Hiccup out of bed and hustled him into warm clothes and out the door.
Outside in the village, soft white snow covered the ground. As soon as Hiccup opened the door, Toothless bounded out and bounced around, playing in the white stuff.
"Look, boy!" he called, "Snow!"
Hiccup laughed to himself as he watched Toothless play. He heard someone call his name and turned to see Astrid coming towards him. She greeted him with a kiss on the cheek and a warm hug.
"Happy first day of Chrisval, Hiccup," she said.
"Same to you. Have you guys decorated yet?" Hiccup asked.
"Yup!" she replied, "My Deadly Nadder helped. She wouldn't stop bugging me. I think the dragons are really excited about Chrisval Day."
"You're telling me," Hiccup said, glancing over at Toothless who was rolling around playfully in the snow. Hiccup could remember a time not so long ago when Chrisval Day and the eleven days leading up to it were just normal days to him. Before he took down the Green Death, he had no friends to spend this holiday with, and he only ever received two gifts: one from his father, Stoic, and one from Gobber. They were the only ones who considered him important in their lives.
One of the Chrisval Day traditions, you see, was to give a gift to everyone in your life you consider to be important. This didn't have to include family members, but it did have to include the chief of the tribe. Hiccup's theory was that this holiday was made by a greedy chief who wanted presents, and over time it evolved into something more complicated and convoluted.
Hiccup turned to Astrid. "So, since my dad is busy doing who knows what, you wanna help Toothless and me decorate?" he asked her.
The girl smiled at him. "Sure," she replied, "Come on, Toothless!"
"Who? What? Where?" Toothless wondered, squirming around on his back. Then he spotted Hiccup and Astrid calling to him. "Coming!" he called, and bounded up to them, wiggling his haunches.
As they started towards Hiccup's house, they heard someone call to them. They saw Snotlout coming towards them holding something behind his back. Beside Hiccup, Astrid sighed.
"Oh boy," she muttered, "I smell trouble."
"I smell fish," Toothless said.
Snotlout didn't speak until he reached them. "Hello, Astrid," he greeted her in the most charming voice he could muster, "How are you on this fine winter day?"
"I was good until you came along," Astrid replied.
"Come on, babe, don't be that way!" he insisted, "Here, I got you something." As expected, he brought out a bell of mistletoe and held it over Astrid's head. "You know what this is right? You know what you're supposed to do!"
"Punch you in the face?" Astrid guessed.
Snotlout laughed nervously. "No, silly," he said, "Kiss me!" Then he closed his eyes and puckered his lips.
Astrid nudged Hiccup. "Let's get out of here," she said. And they left Snotlout standing there, expecting a kiss.
That's a good place to stop for now. Since my ideas are limited, some chapters will be shorter than others. And I know there will be about 12 chapters. Next time we get more into the Chrisval spirit, yo! And you get another part of the song! R&R or I'll think you don't like me and I won't write.
P.S. Sorry about the really short chapter. I'll try to make the next one longer.