You tried to protest, tell her it wasn't your thing. You would be fine with just staying at home and watching a movie. Astrid would have none of it.

'You're going with me to the wedding, end of discussion.'

'Astriiiiid' you whined giving her your best shot at puppy-dog eyes. She stared back at you, not breaking eye contact as she raised her eyebrow at you, giving a slightly agitated look

'You know those don't work on me, you're not spending your spring break like a hermit!'

'Why do you care how i spend spring break?'

'Because you're my friend and you need to get out'

She grips you by the shoulders and shakes you around a bit, looking you in the eye. It almost feels like shes staring directly into you soul, trying to persuade you without having to speak a single word.

'I care about you, and when i tell you this will do you good, you need to believe me, okay?'

You nod your head and avert your eyes to the ground, she takes this as her cue to let you go. With a simple nod in your direction she starts walking to the door. When she reaches for the doorknob, she looks back 'Pack your things, ill be back in an hour' she flashes a small smile and closes the door behind her.

You sigh and pull your suitcase out from under the bed. As soon as Astrid breached the subject of Rapunzels wedding, you knew there was no escaping it.

In the past years, Punzie always talked about some weird locations for her wedding, but this?

You, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock, going to Las Vegas? To you it sounded as wacky as Dwayne Johnson riding a unicorn. But apparently your friend decided that this was a great plan and that your comfort zone would totally extend to casinos and parties.

With a reluctant attitude you pack your things into your suitcase, a pair of jeans and a shirt, a pajama, some toiletries and one stuffed animal. Most people would find sleeping with a stuffed animal at 17 a bit childish, but you don't care. Your mom made this dragon plushie for you when you were only a couple years old. At the time the dragon plush scared the living daylights out of you but over the years the button-eyed Nadder really grew on you, and now you cant imagine sleeping without it.

When you finish packing, you still have about 50 minutes left until Astrid is going to snatch you away from the comforts of your own home. You grab your phone from the nightstand and decide to sent a message to the soon-to-be bride.

Hiccup: Hey

You only have to wait a few seconds before you get a reply, you knew she would be on her phone, she always is.

Rapunzel: Hey Hiccie!

Rapunzel: You're coming to the wedding, right? Pretty pretty pleeeeaaaaseeee?

Hiccup: Calm down, ill be there. Remind me who else will be there?

Rapunzel: YAY (^-^). Uhmm, there is you and Astrid and and of course Flynn, and Jack will be there and just some relatives...

Flynn is Punzies fiance, hes tall, has a goatee and a thing with frying pans, something that your blond haired friend promised to explain sometime. You don't know Flynn very well but from what you gathered, he is a pretty decent guy.

You sort of know Jack already, you met him at your last birthday, Rapunzel brought him along. Poor guy, she dragged him around the house for hours trying to get him to meet everyone. Well, you guess you shouldn't't feel sorry for him, he did almost burn your house down last time, but according to his claims it was 'just an accident'.

Your train of thought is rudely interrupted by the message tone of your phone, you unlock it and check the new message.

Rapunzel: You're going to socialize on the party, right? no sulking around in the corner! ;)

Hiccup: Sure, ill try not to sulk, but it is part of the Hiccup flair, you're really going to miss out.

Rapunzel: I think ill survive. besides, you cant sulk while your drunk!

Hiccup: Drunk?

Rapunzel: Nothing, gtg bye!

Hiccup: …:/

She doesn't actually believe you're going to get drunk, right? You haven't gotten drunk in over a year, not since last time when you tried to stick your tongue down Astrids throat, that was a new low for you. Since then you swore to never drink more than one drink, in fear of trying to french your friends again.

You check the time again, there are still 40 minutes left to waste. Well, you guess you could raid your fridge before all the food goes bad, that would be a shame, right?

You walk down the stairs and as soon as you go through the door into the living room, you get a face full of fur. You fall back by the sudden collision with your German shepherd. Some drool drips onto your forehead as your pet tries to welcome you back from being upstairs for an hour, so clingy.

'Hey bud, yeah i missed you too, even though i wasn't even really gone' You try to push the massive dog of off your body, that is currently being pushed to the ground.

Toothless answers your pushing with more licking, barking and excitedly jumping on you.

'Toothless!' Once again you make an effort to get free of your over sized dog, a vain effort. Only when the door opens and Astrid walks in, will the shepherd release you from its hold. He runs to Astrid who, unlike you, was prepared for the dog, she keeps her footing as Toothless crashes into her and tries to jump up her leg.

'Aren't you a bit early?' you ask your blond haired friend.

'I heard Toothless bark from across the street. I figured you might need some help.'

'Yeah, i didn't expect him' You walk over to the dog and pet his head 'but that's alright bud, you just wanted to greet me, didn't ya?' Toothless replies with a big lick across your hand 'Ah, Toothless!' you try to shake the dog drool off your hand.

'So, are you all packed up and ready to go?'

'I guess so'

'Well then let's get on the road, this is going to be a long drive'

There you go, chapter one of my first fully self-written story!

I hope you like it!

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Help/criticism is always appreciated!

P.S I still need a beta-reader for this, any volunteers?