Chapter 1 – A Quick Intro
Hey everyone!
This is a quick few-chapter story I decided to write, but don't worry, I'll still be writing The Night and the Fury!
This story actually follows a year on from the SEQUEL to The Night and the Fury, but I had to write it now before it left my head! HiccStrid look like they do in HTTYD2. This is only a quick intro, I'll upload it with the next chapter so you've got some continuation!
Anyway, this story is very fluffy, so all you HiccStrid shippers, enjoy!
Hiccup POV
I dialled the number into my phone, the latest Samsung Galaxy in black, and put it to my ear. I only had a few moments before I had to go back into the studio and finish recording. The phone rang in the background and eventually the person I had wanted to pick up did.
"This is Alan Hofferson speaking." he said.
"Hey, Mr Hofferson, it's Hiccup." I said.
"Hiccup! My man! How are you doing? Haven't you got work to do?"
"Not too bad, thanks. And yes, I'm on a literally ten minute break. You?"
"I'm good, thank you for asking. And how is my daughter? I hope you're taking care of her!"
"She's amazing as ever. Anyway, glad you brought it up, I wanted to ask you something."
"What is it?"
"Um, I wanted to ask you for...for permission to...to ask Astrid to marry me." I stuttered, why was I suddenly so nervous?
Alan obviously picked up on it because he laughed and said, "You know what, I was expecting that!" then he called his wife, "Marie! Hiccup's just asked me for permission to marry our Astrid!"
Marie came into earshot and I heard her gasp and laugh, "Of course!"
He came back to me and then said, "Mate, we've been waiting for this call for about two years now! Of course you can marry her!"
I was elated. "Thank you so much, you have no idea how much this means!"
"Glad we could be of service. Good luck with the proposal, I hope everything goes according to plan. I presume you're proposing today?"
"No, sir. Tomorrow." I said, smiling to myself.
"Well, good luck with it. See you later." he said.
"See you." I said and I rung off. Then I heard the guys calling me from the studio.
"Hiccup! We're gonna finish recording now!" I heard Astrid say and she came out into the corridor and hugged me. I put an arm around her and she said, "Who were you talking to?"
"Oh, just my agent." I lied as we walked back into the studio.
An hour and a half later, we finally finished recording the last few songs of our second album, and everyone cheered. Then Astrid got up. "I'm gonna get back now, you coming, babe?" she asked me.
I had to tell the guys something first. "You go on, I'll catch you up." I said, giving her a quick hug and a kiss on the top of her head. She looked at me suspiciously and then said, "Okay then." And walked out.
I turned to the guys. "Hey, is it alright if Astrid and I have a few days off?"
"Why?" Lloyd asked.
I looked over my shoulder to make sure she'd left, and then said, "I'm planning to propose."
They all cheered. "About time too!" Neil said and clapped me on the back. He was newly married to Astrid's sister Ingrid, who was now five months pregnant.
I smiled. "So is that alright?"
"Mate, of course it's alright. Now you go." Lloyd said and followed in his brother's example before I left the London studio.
Astrid POV
I had to walk home because Hiccup wanted to stay at the studio! Oh well, it was quite a warm evening. I got to our mini-mansion that we shared, and unlocked the door. I pulled off my black heeled sandals and walked into the very large lounge, with its lush cream carpet, and cream walls, and then a 50" widescreen 3D Smart TV on the wall. I curled up on the white leather sofa with a thin blanket, as our house is quite cool in the summer. I was in shorts and a t-shirt so I was slowly getting colder! I contemplated why Hiccup had wanted to stay at the studio.
I couldn't come up with anything and then I heard a motorbike park outside. That would be his black Kawasaki Ninja, his pride and joy apart from the cars; a shiny black Range Rover Sport and an even shinier black Maserati Quattroporte. The front door opened and he walked in, wearing his black AC/DC tour t-shirt and dark blue jeans, running his fingers through his auburn hair. "Sorry about that, had to clear something with the guys." he said.
"What?" I said.
"I wanted to ask them if it was okay for us to be off for a few days."
"Why?" I was interested. Why would we need a few days off? Unless...no, it would be obvious if he was going to propose, wouldn't it?
He walked over to the sofa and sat down next to me. He put an arm round my shoulders and said, "You and me are going on a little holiday."
"Oooh, where?" I said.
"Blackpool." he said, and I squealed. I'd wanted to go to Blackpool forever!
"Oh my God, thank you so much, babe!" I said and then kissed him, tangling my fingers in his hair and he responded by putting his hand on the back of my neck.
When we broke away he said, surprised, "Wow, what was that for?"
"For being the best boyfriend ever! You know I've always wanted to go to Blackpool!" I was still squealing.
"I try." he said, running his fingers through his hair again.
"Can we go to the Tower Ballroom? And the Pleasure Beach? Oh and I've always wanted to see the illuminations and the Tower!" I reeled off so many things I wanted to do in Blackpool.
"Astrid, we can do whatever you want. Wherever you go, I go, remember?" he said, putting his hands on my shoulders and smiling that gorgeous smile.
I squealed again. "Thank you!" and then I kissed him again. I don't think I'd ever been this excitable. Not even when the band had played at Wembley Stadium for the first time last year or when we won two Brit awards, again last year. The kiss was quicker this time and then when I pulled away from him I said, "For that you can have two bacon-and-cheese sarnies and a beer."
Hiccup POV
We spent the rest of the evening eating bacon-and-cheese sarnies, drinking and watching random stuff on TV. Later on that evening when she was still downstairs clearing up the kitchen (she's such a clean freak now we've got this house! She never used to be!) I hauled my suitcase onto the bed and started packing clothes and stuff.
Then I went into a secret compartment in the suitcase and picked up a blue velvet box. I opened it and inside was a silver engagement ring with three diamonds in a row sparkling on top. I carefully took it out of the box and turned it over, on the inside I'd had it engraved with a message: All my love forever. Simple but hopefully effective. Then I heard her coming up the stairs and quickly placed it back into the box and then the box back into the suitcase. I smiled to myself. I couldn't wait to finally ask her.
The next day: Astrid POV
I woke up early the next morning, about five am, and went through my two suitcases (don't judge), before getting changed into a pair of denim three-quarter lengths with rips and a red tank top, braiding my hair, and waiting. We had planned to leave at around half seven, so when it got to six and Hiccup still wasn't awake, I ended up gently shaking his shoulders, saying, "Babe, wake up, we're going to Blackpool!"
Eventually he woke up and rubbed his eyes. "Astrid, calm down, we've got time." he said.
"But I really wanna go! Get up!" I said, pleading with him. I felt five years old.
"Fine..." he muttered, and then an hour later we were downstairs eating! I can be very persuasive.
Hiccup POV
After I got up I realized what was happening today, at sunset. My proposal plan. So when I was downstairs, having changed into my Not Accepted Anywhere t-shirt and jeans, all my nervous energy combined to make me super hungry. I ate the bacon that needed using up today, coupled with some of Astrid's own fried bread (her other culinary talent apart from her bacon sarnies) in about five minutes flat. Astrid just stared at me. "Someone's hungry." she said. "I can never eat at this time in the morning." She was slowly munching her way through a couple of slices of toast.
"Well, you of all people should know how much I love my bacon." I said with a grin. This was true, I could live off bacon, but that wasn't the only reason I was starving.
"That's true. You could probably eat about four packs of eight rashers all by yourself in a day!"
"I'd certainly give it a go! What is not to love about bacon?" I grinned again.
"I don't know. I don't love it as much as I love you though." she said and got up from her seat and walked around to me. "You don't know how much this means to me, Hiccup." she said.
"Yes I do. That's why I did it." I said and as I stood up I picked her up and spun around. She giggled, and then I put her down and said, "I love your laugh." And kissed her before we both felt two somethings walking around our ankles. We both looked down to see our cats; Storm, a Russian blue, and Toothless II [the 2nd], a regular jet black cat. I laughed and said, "It's alright guys, Neil and Ingrid will look after you."
