Sitting alone at the edge of a cliff together, Astrid leaned her blonde head into Hiccup's small but strong shoulder, his arm wrapped around her thin waist. The orange sky slowly turning to night sparkled in their eyes as they watched the sunset together.
"It's beautiful, Hiccup. You know, if we didn't have to fight Dragon Hunters all the time, I wish every moment could be like this."
"Iz beauful, Hiccup, wish evry moment coul be lik dis," a mocking voice came from somewhere behind them. Ignoring it, Hiccup replied,
"Yeah, me too."
"Yah, me too." The mocking voice had become gruff and deep, far deeper than Hiccup's. Both of them letting out an annoyed sigh, they turned to find a stout, black-haired Viking their age behind them, leaning against a tree in the shadows, bitter and thirsty as usual. Noticing he was spotted, he stepped halfway behind the tree, as if he wasn't sure whether to reveal himself, or keep hiding and mocking him.
"Snotlout, don't you have anything better to do?"
"Don't you hav anything beter to do?" he retorted in his mocking voice again. Hiccup and Astrid gave him a look to tell him neither of them were amused. Growling, he folded his arms and began to walk away. "Stupid Hiccstrid," he muttered quietly.
"Why does he keep combining our names like that?" Astrid wondered aloud.
"I dunno, something he calls 'shipping' I guess. I don't know exactly what that means, but I'm hoping it's just a phase."
Stopping in his tracks, Hiccup unwittingly gave the eavesdropping Snotlout an idea: it wouldn't be just a phase. He would make so many ships, that it would...er...make a point! (Though what point that that was, he wasn't sure, yet. (Although, if he were really being honest, he was just looking for an excuse to be both the biggest shipper of their time, and to annoy the crap out of everyone.)) Letting out an evil laugh, all he got in turn were scaring some birds from the tree, and a weirded out stare from the couple behind him. Ignoring them, he straightened his posture, and walked away with the usual arrogant swagger he had to his steps.
"What do you think he's planning now?"
"No idea, but whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be short-lived," Hiccup assured her.