This is the most interest I have had in any of my fanfics for a while.
Hiccup and Christian arrive at the haddock house, a fair sized two story house. Christian walks up to the door and bangs it open like he is the police on a drug raid. Successfully scaring the living daylights out of Stoic.
"This is the United States army, drop your beers and come out with your hands up!" Christian shouts.
Hiccup's P.O.V
I was almost rolling on the ground laughing when dad came out only to see that it was Christian.
"Christian! You scared the living hell out of me!" dad shouts.
"Sorry dad." Christian says sheepishly. I finally calm down enough to speak.
"Merry early Christmas dad!" I shout. Christian chuckles. Dad wraps both of us in a big bear hug.
"Dad…. Can't breathe." My brother and I say. Dad lets us go.
"So, Christian, what are you doing back here so early?" dad asks.
"Well, the military made a new policy saying that you must have at least finished high school before you can go on tour. I got one more year left." He says. "Hey bro, I am in the same grade as you. Since I didn't finish ninth grade." (He was in flight school for the harrier.)
"Yes!" I shout. He chuckles. We head inside and play a few games before we go to bed.
The next day
"I can't wait to see Snotlout." Christian says sarcastically. I chuckle. We get on the bus and everyone instantly looks at Christian. "What, I need to finish ninth grade to back to Iraq. Don't judge me." we sit down. We arrive at the school shortly. We get off the bus and walk towards to school.
"Hiccup! Wait!" calls a female voice. I turn to see Astrid running to us.
"Hey Astrid." I say when she catches up to us. Christian looks to me, then her, and back to me.
"Okay, just as I thought. The universe is defiantly out of order. Someone needs to die, who is it?" He finally says. "Ugh, I haven't seen an explosion in a while. Yeah that's it." I chuckle at that. Astrid looks at me, then Christian, and back to me.
"I take it that you are Christian?" she asks. He nods. "Why are you here?"
"Needed to finish ninth grade so I can go back to Iraq. Where explosions are everywhere." He says calmly. "Nah, just kidding, didn't see a lot of action. I assume you are Astrid?" he asks. She nods. "Where is Snotlout, the first two things on my welcome home checklist is scare dad, check, and scare Snotlout."
"See? Such a fruit!" I whisper to her. She giggles. We walk inside. Christian walks into the office to get his schedule. We walk to homeroom. We take our seats and wait for class to start. I see there is an empty seat behind me.
"Class?" Asks the teacher, Mrs. Nightfury. "We have a new student. He is much older than you are because of the schooling policy the military made recently." I instantly know that it is Christian. "Come on in." The door opens and Christian walks in. Snotlout, who is usually lazy in class, instantly becomes afraid. "Tell us about yourself."
"Hello, I am Christian Haddock." He begins. "Um, I am 'slightly' hyper and I really love explosions." The class laughs. "Been gone overseas for the summer and start of the school year."
"Christian, will you take the seat behind Hiccup?" Mrs. Nightfury asks. He nods and makes his way to it. As he passes Snotlout, he smirks, causing my "fearless" cousin to sweat. He sits down behind me.
"Hey, Christian." I say. "Let me see your classes list." He nods. And hands me it. He has the same classes as me. Period 1: Math, period 2: reading, period 3: metal working, period 4: Band, Ocarina, period 5: social studies, period 6: science. "You got the same classes as me." he nods. And we focus on the day. Thirty minutes before school ends, the have the free time. As usual, I head to the wall that overlooks the field the others play at.
"Well, band was fun." Christian says. Me and Astrid nod. I play the clarinet and she plays the flute. We were both surprised because Christian was the only ocarina player, and he played it perfectly. I lean in the same spot as yesterday, as does Astrid. Christian sits down on my left and pulls out his sketchpad. "Hold still." He says as he moves in front of us. We wait till he says he got our heads and face done, we start talking.
"Astrid! I am telling you." I exclaim, "Christian scared the living death out of my dad." She smirks.
"I did, I got it on my phone." He says. He pulls it out and replays yesterday afternoon. "He really thought he was getting arrested."
"You done?" she asks.
"In a second… done" he says. He holds it up. Astrid and I's jaws drop as he shows it. There is us leaning against the wall, it looked like me and Astrid on the paper would jump out at us. "You like it?" he asks hopefully. (Basically, a black and white version of the cover picture on the top of the page.)
"It's… Beautiful." Astrid says. Christian smiles. The bell rings and we walk into the school, and then head home.