"You've done a lot of questionable things, 'Lout, but this is just... low." Tuffnut told Snotlout in a disapproving voice. Beside him stood Ruffnut, who was very close to fuming, and Astrid who had an almost disappointed expression on her face. Fishlegs was hiding in a corner with Meatlug, Hiccup was nowhere to be seen and, well, he probably didn't want to get involved in whatever was happening either way.

"Questionable things? QUESTIONABLE THINGS?!" Ruffnut yelled, anger clear in her voice. "Oh no, this is high treason, dear brother, HIGH TREASON!" Tuffnut stood completely still, face blank for only a second before nodding aggressively and frowning in agreement. Astrid still hadn't moved at all since they'd gotten there.

"Uh," Snotlout had no idea what was happening. He was tied to a chair, but that was pretty much all he knew. When and how he got there was a blur. And the reason for him being there at all was a mystery in itself.

Tuffnut, who was wearing an expression weirdly alike an unhappy Terrible Terror, stepped closer. "What do you have to say for yourself?!" Tuffnut asked.

Snotlout groaned in irritation. Wasn't he supposed to be on lookout with Hookfang right now? Not that he was planning on actually doing it or anything, but it would get him away from the madness. "Look, I have no clue what's happening. Could you please free me so I can get on with my life?" He asked with fake innocence. But Tuffnut didn't fall for his act. Instead he just kept starring at Snotlout with narrowed eyes. "Tuff-" Before he could say more, Tuffnut cut him off.

"That's detective Thorston for you!"

"Okay, guys, this is getting a bit ridiculous!" Fishlegs called out from his side of the clubhouse.

"Sure, what he said!" Snotlout yelled because that was the only thing he could think of.

"QUIET, CONVICT!"

"Yeah, quiet!"

Snotlout groaned. "I give up! What's with all this interrogation stuff?"

Ruffnut sneered at his question, almost as if he had offended her by asking. "Like you don't know already."

"Did Hiccup set this up? Is this some kind of test or something? Why doesn't anyone ever tell me anything?!" He exclaimed loudly. "I have the right to know all this stuff too!"

This time it was Astrid who stepped forward, arms crossed over her chest and her face screaming trouble. Snotlout gulped. "I think you know exactly what you've done."

Snotlout could do nothing but give her a frightened look. Astrid's axe was right there and he had no doubt she would use it on him.

Tuffnut pointed at Snotlout with an accusing finger. "Three words. Cook-ies."

"That's... not three words." Snotlout told him. He might not be stupidly smart like his cousin but he wasn't that dumb either.

"SILENCE!"

"Stop playing dumb, Snotlout. Don't you remember the cookies Fishlegs made yesterday? I'm sure you do." Astrid asked.

"Well, yeah," Snotlout was utterly confused, even more so than before. What did Fishlegs' cookies have to do with anything? "we were supposed to eat them after today's mission."

"Yes, we were. Now we can't. Know why? BECAUSE THERE AREN'T ANY!" Astrid punched his arm, almost making the chair fall over.

Snotlout gave her a dumbfounded look before glaring back. "What do you mean 'there aren't any'? Fishlegs made a whole batch!" He said in disbelief. So this was what I was all about. Cookies. Or missing cookies in this case.

Astrid wasn't backing down. "Just admit you ate them!"

"What? I didn't!"

"You will admit to your crimes, Cookie Thief™!"

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As all this was happening, Hiccup was laying in his bed, hands on his stomach and a cookie crumb in the corner of his mouth. "I have no control over myself." He said with closed eyes. "Toothless? Please stop me next time."

The Night Fury just laughed, enjoying his rider's misery.

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I made this ages ago and just found it. Like what? When? How?

It's bad, I know. Sorry?