I loved reading the story, Hiccup and Jack Vs. The Apocalypse that I wanted to do my own story inspired by that. So this one is based on the little series by Idiot Entertainment, Idiots in an Apocalypse. Consider this a tribute. Anyway, read and review.


Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III woke up with a start as he stood up and got to his feet. The nerdy boy stretched and yawned. He was inside of a remote cabin in an unknown area of the woods, presumably for a getaway of some sort. There were sounds of moaning and snarling coming from outside. On the floor next to him was his best friend, Jackson Overland Frost who was also fast asleep.

"Where are we, Jack?" asked Hiccup to his friend.

Jack finally woke up at the sound of his friend's question and yawned saying, "What is this?"

"I don't know, but look."

Hiccup pointed out the window and they both looked to see an undead-looking person outside in the darkness. He was staggering about as if he was drunk or something.

"What is that thing?" asked Hiccup.

"It's... uh, it's very green..." began Jack as he had no idea what to think of it.

"Uh huh." Hiccup muttered.

"It's very dead-looking..."

"Uh huh."

"I don't know. Are there more?" Jack asked and that's when a few more undead zombies appeared out of the woods to proof this. "Wow. Something tells me we're in a zombie apocalypse, Hiccup."

Hiccup scoffed at his seemingly-unlikely theory and replied, "Don't be stupid. It's probably just some early or late Halloween or something."

"Okay, alright, it's Halloween." Jack sarcastically agreed and looked at his phone. "Even though it's the middle of August. Wait, what's in there?"

He gestured to a chest which they curiously opened to have a look-see. There wasn't much inside the thing, safe for a book, two knifes and some bread for sustenance. Jack picked up the book and read the word on the cover "Survive". He opened up the book and read:

The zombies are everywhere. I cannot survive, but maybe you can. I left you two knives and a little food.

There should be a small army base to the east. If anyone is there, they should provide weapons and food for you guys.

I fear for the future.

- Corporal Lance

After reading, Hiccup was baffled by this sudden information that his jaw dropped. He couldn't believe it. It was just impossible and yet, here it is. Waking up to find you're stuck in a cabin in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by the undead waiting to eat you alive? How can this be?

"Wait, what?!" He cried in disbelief. "So you're telling me that the world's gone to shit and some dead guy left us a couple knives and a piece of bread?"

"Okay, first off: I told you so." Jack remarked, ignoring Hiccup's snide "Shut up." and continued, "Second off: We don't know if the world's gone totally to shit yet. He just said the zombies were everywhere."

"But we still don't know why we're here or where we are for that matter." explained Hiccup.

"Maybe that dead guy dragged us in here." Jack gestured to the skeleton on the floor sitting against the wall. That must've been Corporal Lance when he was alive before he died.

"This feels so weird. I don't remember anything." Hiccup was still in shock and disbelief. "Like anything-anything."

"Me neither." agreed Jack. "But we have to keep our heads up or else we'll turn into that guy."

"Yeah, I guess so. Where are we supposed to go?"

"This book says we should head east." Jack said looking over the journal once more to make sure.

"Guess it's all we got." shrugged Hiccup.

"Might as well head out, then." Jack replied as he and Hiccup head for the door on their aforementioned quest to the base as explained in the journal. But then Jack noticed something.

"Uh, Hiccup, you forgot you're knife."

"Ah, crap!" grunted Hiccup.

The two buddies then marched out of the cabin they were in and fought off enough zombies in their path to make their escape into the wilderness. After a couple of minutes, they finally managed to shake them as they stood in the woods to catch their breath from all that running.

"Oh my god. They were so fast." Hiccup panted from both the fear of facing undead zombies and running as fast as possible to avoid being eaten or worse; bitten.

"Did you get anything?" Jack asked him.

"A couple of apples." Hiccup answered. "They can climb trees, by the way."

"Give me one."

Hiccup handed him a green apple, which for some obvious reason, was already bitten into.

"Ew. Why does this one have a bite in it?" asked Jack, grossed out.

"It, uh... came like that." Hiccup answered sheepishly.

Jack frowned at him, knowing that it undoubtably had been him that bite it.

"Dude, this one's yours. Give me another." Jack deadpanned.

"It's the only one we have." explained Hiccup innocently.

"I thought you said you had a couple of apples."

"Well, I found a couple of apples, but that doesn't mean I took them all." said Hiccup.

"Why didn't you take them?!"

"You try grabbing an apple while getting bite at by zombies." Hiccup retorted in a matter-of-factly sort of tone.

Jack groaned in aggravation as he trudged away into the forest while his friend just stood there confused. Because of his friend's cowardice, they had only one apple, which was not enough to feed the both of them until they get where they're supposed to be. Not only that, but Hiccup had to eat the only one they had and Jack was not keen on sharing one apple with anything.

"Where are you going?" asked Hiccup, calling out to Jack.

"From now on, I get the food." Jack muttered in annoyance.