Finally!

Here we are, enjoy!


Part 1


It was early morning on the island of Berk. Nobody was up. Except for a Night Fury and his rider. They flew around and around the island, doing tricks as they went; barrel rolls, loop de loops etc. Finally they flew right up into the pink-gold morning sky, and glided along above the clouds. "Good job bud, I think we've got those tricks down to a T." Hiccup said to Toothless, patting the side of the dragon's head. "I hope we didn't wake anyone up..." Toothless purred sceptically in response. "Oh come on, bud, it's way too early for anyone else to be up." Hiccup reassured his dragon and flew him down a little because it was cold up in the clouds at this time in the morning.

They soared along in the sky, watching the sunrise. Hiccup lay back on his dragon and relaxed; this is where he felt most comfortable. In the sky, with only Toothless for company. He'd never been much of a people person, and got on better with dragons than he did with people. But since he'd trained the dragons, everyone seemed to like him. Including the one person he'd wanted to like him all his life. Astrid Hofferson. The most beautiful girl on the island, and although she liked him now, she was still way out of his league. She was, as above, incredibly beautiful, and she was a much better warrior than he was, she could handle any type of weapon; battleaxe, dagger, sword, you name it. She was amazing on the battlefield (although she now had a dragon of her own, and they were rivals of Hiccup and Toothless, that's how good they were.) and a lot of the guys were scared of her. Maybe that was why he liked her so much. Who knows? There had been moments in the last year where they had had some kind of romantic moment, but they were just too awkward. Then a voice cut through the serene, calming silence. They must have been flying for a long time because it sounded angry. "HICCUP! GET DOWN HERE NOW!" it was the bellowing voice of his father, Chief Stoick the Vast. "Oh Thor..." Hiccup muttered under his breath and he reluctantly swooped down to the island to find his father stood in the centre of the village. And he looked MAD.

"Okay, dad, whatever I've done, I'm sorry, I can't control the twins and Snotlout ALL the time..." Hiccup started to say before Stoick had even said anything.

Stoick laughed, "Ha ha! I got you there, didn't I, son? You genuinely thought I was angry with you! That's my acting skills for you!"

Hiccup was embarrassed, he'd fallen for that one again. "Really, dad?"

"Oh come on, just a joke! But seriously, you are needed at Astrid's house."

"Whaaaa- why Astrid's house? What does she want me for?"

"Just go and you'll find out!" Stoick put his hands on his son's shoulders and pushed him in the direction of the Hofferson house. "Fine, fine, I'm going. I'm still confused though..." Hiccup relented and walked away towards the Hofferson house. What he didn't see was his father smiling after him...

When he got to Astrid's house he went to knock the door, but it opened as soon as he touched it. "Astrid?" he called inside the house.

A reply of "In here." came from inside so he entered and pushed the door to as he walked in. He walked into the living room to find Astrid sat by the fire. She seemed as surprised to see him as he had been when his dad told him he was needed here. "Hiccup! Hi! What are you doing here?" she asked.

"My dad sent me. Said I was needed." Just as he said this, the door slammed behind him and bolted shut. The fire went out in a cold breeze that sent shivers up the spine and ash onto the floor.

"Oh, really dad? You think this is funny?" Hiccup twigged straight away that his father was behind this; he'd been going on for ages about Astrid being the perfect girl for him, etcetera. He'd ignored him, he already knew that. But still. He was in a room [a locked, dark, cold room may I add] with the girl of his dreams. He was confused, what in Thor's name was he supposed to do?

There were no windows in this room, so the darkness was pitch black, they literally couldn't see anything. He heard Astrid asking, "Where are you, I can't see a thing..." and he put his hands out, and eventually her hands interlinked with his. They were ice cold. "Oh my Gods, you're freezing!" he said and pulled her into a hug to warm her up. It was dark, so he felt more confident as nobody was there; and even if they were there they wouldn't be able to see them. Astrid let herself be pulled into this hug; she'd been secretly waiting for this for a long time. Straight away she felt safe in his arms, like nothing could touch her. She put her head on his chest; the sound of his heartbeat was comforting, and felt one of his hands on her head, caressing her hair gently. This adorable gesture was also comforting to her, and she didn't feel so scared any more. The other hand was at her back, holding her so she felt safe. She slowly felt her hands warming up and the rest of her body too.

After a few sweet moments they didn't pull away, but Astrid finally found the courage to tell him what she'd wanted to tell him for years. "You know, I've got something to tell you..." she said, moving her head to look at him – their eyes had now adjusted to the darkness so they could just about see each other.

"What is it?" he asked her, in that voice she loved so much.

"I...I...I love you. There, I said it." Astrid struggled to get her words out to start with. But she got there in the end.

Hiccup wasn't quite sure how to react. In the end he said, "Astrid...those are the three words I've been waiting to say to you! I just wasn't quite sure how or when to say it."

"Well I beat you to it! Ha!" Astrid punched his shoulder; deciding that making a joke out of it was the best way to avoid embarrassment.

"OW! Does it always have to be a competition?"

"Yes! You should know that! Anyway now you have a chance."

"Yes, indeed I do. I love you too, Astrid. Always have, always will."

"Even when Heather was here?" Astrid seemed suspicious but was smiling.

"Even when Heather was here. She was pretty, but not as pretty as you."

"Aw, that's so sweet..."

"Ssssh." He put a finger to her lips and silenced her. Then he did what he thought he would never have a chance to do. He put his forehead against hers and kissed her. She kissed him back and they stayed that way for Thor knows how long. When they stopped, they continued to rest their foreheads together and gazed into each other's eyes for a long time, smiling. Astrid could still feel his hands in her blonde braid and on her back. She gazed into those amazing green eyes that sparkled every possible shade of green imaginable. After a few precious moments she put her head back on his chest and he hugged her again. Neither of them said anything, they just enjoyed the moment where they finally became an official couple. Both of them decided to not try and keep it a secret, this would be futile as they both knew Stoick was behind this and that he would do some kind of speech and a feast.

Speaking of which, the door unbolted behind them and three people walked in. Stoick, along with Astrid's parents. All three of which were smiling. The fire suddenly came back on. When they came out of their hug, Hiccup turned to his dad and clapped very slowly and sarcastically. Stoick just laughed. "Oh come on son, it was funny!"

"If you wanted to set us up, you didn't have to lock us in the house in the dark!" Hiccup retaliated.

"What else was I supposed to do; you won't admit you love each other when it's so blatantly obvious!" Stoick knew this would embarrass both of them; he smiled as he said it. Astrid's parents nodded and laughed.

The couple in question both blushed. "Was it really that obvious?" Astrid asked her parents.

"Yes, dear, it was EXTREMELY obvious." Her mum said and nodded.

Both of them blushed again. Stoick smiled. "I guess we'd better get that speech and feast organised!" he said rather loudly and walked out of the door to order his people around. Astrid's parents followed him. Hiccup and Astrid both rolled their eyes at each other, and then walked out of the house, with their hands interlinked and smiling: they were both hook line and sinker.