Alright, here it is! Chapter 2! The first actual continuing chapter I've done in a long time [third, overall]. Thanks so much for your reviews, everyone! They're what got me to write this second chapter in the first place [obviously].

I don't have the whole story written up yet, but I have it planned pretty far [in my head]. Hopefully it won't be any longer than 10 chapters; and hopefully the characters stay intact. Who knows, though. I might regret even having started this chapter-type story in the first place, as it might halt halfway because of evil Mr. Writer's Block. I'll try to keep him away, though. :P

Okay, so enjoy. And thanks for reading! It means a lot. Really. :]


When Fishlegs opened the door that evening, the last person he expected to be staring back at him was Ruffnut. But there she was, just a foot away from him, hovering outside his house's door frame.

What was she doing there? And why was she smiling? She never smiled at him before. Especially not so late at night...at his house. Maybe the smile wasn't sincere as it looked. Maybe he did something wrong. What could he have done wrong? He's barely talked to her in the last few days. Maybe she thought he was ignoring her?

Fishlegs began to sweat. He was staring. He was speechless. He didn't know what to do. Or say. He hadn't said anything for over a minute.

"Hello?" Ruffnut's voice interrupted his thoughts. She sounded annoyed.

Right, talking. You're supposed to talk to someone when they come to your door. He should know that. But what do you say to a girl you've only really hung out with when she was with you and your four other friends?

"Hi, Ruff," He managed.

Her smile grew wider.

"Uhm," Fish coughed into his fist. "What are you doing here?"

The smile faded away and was replaced with a scowl. Uh oh, bad move! See, this is why he shouldn't have talked in the first place! At least that kept the frown away.

"What?" She growled.

"What?"

"What did you say?"

"'What are you doing-'" He began, repeating his last sentence.

"I know what you said!" She spat. "Why did you say it?"

Fishlegs was scared. There were quite a few things that frightened the rather large teen, but girls made the top of the list. Especially girls like Ruffnut.

"Well," He started, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's just...late and you never really come over here. Ever. Not even during the daytime; so I thought-"

"So you thought I needed a specific reason to be here?" Ruff insisted.

"Yes," He mumbled. "Er, no. Uhm...j-just tell me what I should say that won't result in you punching me shortly afterward!" Fishlegs was shielding half his body behind the door.

She thought about this for a moment. After a minute or so, she looked a bit calmer, so Fish brought his whole body back into view, thinking it was safe.

"Just say, 'Goodnight'," She finally answered.

He paused. "And you won't hurt me if I say that?"

"I won't hurt you," She confirmed.

Fishlegs coughed into his hand again. "Alright, so...uhm, thanks for coming over, Ruff and...goodnight."

Ruffnut paused and took a moment to look at him. Or was she glaring? "Goodnight." And she turned away. But just before she left the front steps, or Fishlegs had a chance to shut the door; she quickly turned around and punched him in the gut.

"You said you wouldn't punch me!" He groaned, holding his stomach.

"Yeah," She nodded, flipping her hair. "I lied. Get used to it."


"You punched him?" Astrid asked, bewildered as she braided Ruff's hair. They're were both chilling on a small patch of grass in some random field, when Ruff decided to bring up the certain event from the previous night.

"He actually had the nerve to ask me what I was doing there!"

"What were you doing there?"

"Don't make me punch you, Astrid Hofferson!" Ruffnut warned. "You know I will!"

Astrid stayed firm and tugged on her friend's hair.

"Ow!"

"What were you doing there?" She repeated.

Ruff brought her legs to her chest and rested her chin atop her knees. "I don't know," She answered honestly.

She sighed. "What possessed you to going to Fishlegs' house in the first place?"

"My mom."

Astrid paused. "Oh, you had the talk."

"I've been having the talk," Ruffnut exclaimed, flailing her arms to the side of her body. "For weeks now."

"Yeah, been there."

"How'd you get your mom to stop bugging you?"

"I started dating Hiccup," She smiled.

Ruff raised an eyebrow at her friend and grinned, causing Astrid to pull at her hair again. "Stop that!" Ruffnut growled, pulling her blonde locks away.

She laughed, slipping down the rock she was sitting on, so she was on the grass, too. "So, you tried to go after Fishlegs?"

Ruffnut spun a piece of hair around her finger. "Stupid, right?"

"Does he not like you that way or something?"

Ruff stopped twiddling her fingers and looked up. "Uhm, I don't know. I never really got to ask him that, because-"

"Because you punched him," Astrid finished.

"Hey, he started it!" She exclaimed. She paused. "And I never said I liked him."

"He asked you what you were doing there, Ruff" She interjected, ignoring the last bit. "I asked you the same thing yesterday and you didn't punch me."

"That was different," Ruffnut tried.

"How?"

"'Cuz he should have known why I was there!"

Astrid paused, looking at Ruff closely. "Should he have?"

When her friend turned away, she decided to drop it. Astrid was curious, but she also knew Ruffnut was as stubborn as a mule and it'd be a waste of time to try and get an explanation out of her. The two girls sat in silence for a few minutes, when Astrid finally spoke up again.

"What about Snotlout?" She asked. "You guys were pretty cute together."

Ruffnut made a face.

"No?"

She sighed. "I don't know." Pause. "Yeah, 'Lout's cool, I guess. Maybe I'll...I don't know." But Ruff didn't want Snotlout. She wanted Fishlegs. Why did she still like him? She heard what he had to say. She saw how he was acting around her. He was-

Suddenly, thunder cracked above their heads and it started to drizzle, matching Ruff's mood.

"We'd better get home," Astrid said, raising herself up from the ground. She held out a hand to help her friend up.

"Oh, great," She muttered, running through the raindrops. "Like this day could get any worse!"

"It's just a little rain."

"My hair is very sensitive to humidity," Ruff explained.

"Please," Astrid managed an eye roll, while running alongside her friend. "Your hair looks fine."


When Ruffnut finally stepped into her house and out of the rain, she was drenched. Every inch of her was wet, except for her hair, which was puffed up like a sheep's woolly body. And of course, Tuff was right there, ready to sport a sarcastic comment to her unfortunate condition.

He laughed. "What happened to you? Get in a fight with a-"

She gave her brother a right hook, knocking him to the ground. Then, just as she was about to rush upstairs and comb out her extreme tangled mess, someone knocked at the door.

Ruffnut wasn't exactly sure who she was expecting to be behind the tall piece of wood, but Fishlegs sure didn't make the list of possibilities.

When the door opened, he just continued to stare down at his thumbs, barely glancing her way. "Hey, Ruff. I just wanted to apol...erm, what I mean is-I didn't mean to..." He began to sweat, despite the cool rain pouring on him.

The corners of her lips twitched, tempting to pull themselves upward. Ruffnut was almost hopeful until...

"I just came over to say-" Fishlegs finally looked up and the twiddling stopped. "What happened to your hair?"

Bam! Fishlegs down.


Blah, it's shorter than the first chapter. So, I'm kinda hung up on having Tuff in this story, so expect more of him, lol. Also, I'm really bad at chapter stories [that's why I usually only stick to OneShots], so ya'll have to tell me how this was. Constructive criticism is welcome. I can take it, lol. :/ :P Comments are love.