How to Marry Your True Love

Several months later, the big day was finally here. The weather was warm, the sun was out, my dress was the worst to put on, what could be better? Ruffnut and Heather eventually helped me with my dress. They kept commenting on how beautiful I looked as they did up the buttons and brushed my hair. My dress was white with long sleeves that were fitted against my arms. The skirt portion flowed out around my feet, making it easy to walk in. Heck, I could even have flown on Stormfly in this. The only slight issue with the dress was that it was extremely tight around my middle. Apparently, the seamstresses on Berk had wanted to slim my already thin figure even more.

Thinking of the dragons saddened me. Toothless would have been Hiccup's best man, if the dragons had still been around. Instead, Dagur was Hiccup's best man and Heather was my maid of honor. Ruffnut was another one of my bride's maids and Fishlegs was to stand next to Dagur.

Valka walked into the room and I turned around to look at her.

"Oh!" she gasped and put her hands over her mouth. She held her arms out to me.

"Astrid you are the most beautiful bride. My son won't know what hit him," she giggled as I hugged her. I felt two tears splash on my shoulder and I pulled back to check on her.

"Oh don't worry dear. It's a mother's job to cry when her child gets married. I am just so glad he found somebody like you," she said softly as she quickly wiped her eyes.

I smiled and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you, Valka," I whispered, "Hiccup is the best thing that has ever happened to me."

Valka smiled and hugged me again. "Well, are you ready to marry the chief of Berk?" she asked.

I chuckled and shook my head. "No," I said. All three of the women looked at me in shock. I laughed at their expressions before saying, "I am ready to marry Hiccup. He may be the chief, but it is Hiccup I am marrying." They all smiled and looked relieved.

Gobber knocked on the door and told us everyone was ready. Then in what felt like seconds, I was walking down the aisle, my Hiccup at the end. Gothi performed the ceremony. Everything was beautiful, and let me tell you, I have never been more in love with the man who stood before me.

He had changed so much in just six years. I mean, I bet all of us have changed, but nothing nearly as drastic as Hiccup. When he turned eighteen his face lost the baby fat and became smoother. I had convinced him to grow his hair a little longer. He had also gotten taller. That had been something that I was not expecting. But aside from the physical changes, he had become more confident, surer of himself. He had become the leader that the vikings of Berk had needed. He had led the dragon riders on Dragon's Edge for several years, and now he had led the entire tribe with grace, confidence, and wisdom. I could not have been more proud of this boy who had grown up to become an amazing man.

Our wedding day was a blur of people congratulating us, people toasting us, and eating far too much delicious food. By the end of the day, Hiccup and I were exhausted. My husband carried me through the front door, because he is a hopeless romantic, and then we both went upstairs to our bedroom. Hiccup flopped back onto our bed, yawning as he did so. I soon joined him, still in my bridal dress. It was beautiful, but not the best when it came to the whole "being comfortable" thing. I sat up with a groan.

"Hiccup, I think my dress is attempting to suffocate me," I groaned.

Hiccup chuckled and jumped into action. He started unbuttoning the buttons that went all the way down the back of my dress. I let a sigh of relief escape my lips as the tight dress fell around my waist while I sat on the bed. Getting it all the way off wasn't that difficult. I made sure to fold it neatly and place it in the trunk at the end of our bed for safe keeping. That's when I felt eyes on me. Turning my head slightly, I glanced back at my husband. His eyes were wide and he was staring at me.

"What?" I asked, laughing at his "fish-like" face. I looked down at myself and realized I was only wearing my breast bindings and my leggings.

"Oh you don't have to stare Hiccup," I giggled and walked over to him and sat down in his lap, taking his face between my hands and kissing him deeply. He rested his hands on my hips and…"

*present*

"Mom, I don't need to know about how I was conceived, okay? Just skip that." Zephyr interrupted me.

"Oh, you think that was when you were conceived? Well, you have misunderstood sweetheart. You weren't conceived for another two years," I told her, laughing at her surprised expression.

"Do the math, babe. Your father and I have been married for twenty-three years, you are only twenty," I reminded gently. She giggled when she realized and went back to sewing.

"Okay just skip the whole bedroom scene. I don't want to hear that," she said, pausing her stitching to look up at me.

Smiling at her, I started to say, "Zephyr, a man and a woman together like that is a beautiful thing. It shouldn't be taboo. After all, you and Spikelout…."

"Mom!"

I laughed and sighed, "Okay I'll stop teasing. So the next morning…."