WOW! You guys are amazing! Thanks so much for your support! I never thought that my protest against the really freaky HTTYD stories would be so greatly accepted this quickly! You guys are DA BOMB! Sorry this chapter is so short, it should have been part of chapter one, speaking of which, I have made some changes to chapter one. I'll post the actual chapter two later tonight or tomorrow :D.
"What the fuck was THAT!?" Snotlout screams, spittle flying from his mouth all over a wincing Astrid.
"Um…he kissed me" Astrid replied meekly, she had never seen Snotlout so angry, not even when he promised to avenge Gobber's missing appendages.
"NO SHIT!" He explodes, "But you kissed back! What do you have to say about THAT!?"
"Ummmmm…" She blushes guiltily, then goes pale as she sees the fury and hate in Snotlout's eyes
"I KNEW IT! You actually LIKE him! You filthy WHORE!" He backhands her across the face, sending her to her knees in tears, a stinging red handprint instantly appearing on her unblemished, porcelain cheek.
"You Cunt!" Snotlout picks her back up and punches her, sending her headband flying across the room and breaking her jaw as she crumples to the floor, wailing in pain.
"STRUMPET! HARLOT! BITCH! TRAP!" he yells, kicking her brutally with each foul name.
"Now, pick up your new 'BOYFRIEND' and get the fuck out of my house!" He screamed, proceeding to spit on Astrid, who is curled in the fetal position on the disgusting floor, her beautiful, golden hair tangled and covered in spit.
Whimpering and wheezing with each breath, Astrid struggles to her feet. She walks over to the unconscious Hiccup. Glaring at the smirking Snotlout, She bends down and lifts the deadweight boy onto her armored shoulder, her knees buckling under the dense weight of Hiccup's thin, sinewy muscle. Pushing herself back up, she stumbles over to the stairs and claws her way up, like a damned soul clawing their way out of hell.
Once she's made it to the top, Astrid uses her last ounce of strength to drop the massive board across the basement door, locking Snotlout inside, before passing out on top of the unconscious Hiccup.
