The Story begins with Hiccup training with his mother. As I said in the first chapter, that one was a whole summary of what happened before the beginning of How To Train Your Dragon.
Disclaimer: I do not own HTTYD.
Six Year Old Hiccup
"Valka, I believe it is best if Hiccup starts his training now, he is capable enough to hold weapons in the forge, so he should be capable to swing weapons not in the forge." Stoick reasoned. Valka crossed her arms, not willing to put her son in any more danger.
"I had no say in him being in the forge, why are you telling me this than?" She countered.
"I get that it was, eh, wrong, but he needed a hobby and something to do, and he is quite fond with Gobber y'know."
"He is also fond of me Stoick. I'm not willing to have you train him into his death!"
"That's why I won't be training him, you will, maybe get someone to help you out in some of the lessons while you are at it."
"What, but, me are you sure?" Stoick smiled and nodded almost instantly.
"Of course, he won't learn immediately, but it will be a process, and you will get to bond even more, soon I'll join in and help out, have a little spar with the boy!" Stoick exclaimed joyfully. Valka looked down to the ground, thinking. Stoick put his hand on her face, making her face him. "Please, for our sakes." Valka was surprised, never, EVER, had she heard him plead, or say please for that matter. She just couldn't say no.
"GOBBER, the trolls are coming!" Hiccup screamed running through the village.
"Ah, noooo, hide your socks!" Gobber shouted back. Gobber was running in the direction of Valka and Stoic, unlucky for him. As he was running Stoick grabbed his friend by his tunic.
"What. Are. You doing…" Stoick asked slowly, afraid of the answer.
"Trolls." Gobber replied exasperated. "Hiccup. Said." He stopped after each word to catch his breath.
"I heard." Stoic sighed rubbing the area between his eyes. "No more fooling around Gobber, im serious, Hiccup can't deal with th-" Stoick stopped, seeing rustling in the bushes across the village. He saw a few kids pop their heads out, three blond and one with dark hair behind the bush, and a little blond girl who seemed just as annoyed as Stoic. "I think we found our trolls." As he was about to go walk over to the kids, Valka stopped him.
"Now be calm Stoic, they are kids after all, and that little girl right there." She pointed to Astrid. "Is Astrid Hofferson, she can help Hiccup." Stoic looked back, the Hoffersons were well respected in the village.
"Very well, now lets deal with the little troll problem."
TIME SKIP: Several Weeks Later.
"So you want our daughter to help your son, train?" Agnar Hofferson, Astrid's father, had asked.
"Yes, I believe that with Hiccup and Astrid being in the same age group, and how friendly they are towards each other already, will help in training Hiccup. Hiccup is bound to listen to Astrid more than me, and Astrid is already a great warrior."
"Aye, and once Hiccup's hormones catch up to him, he'll be trying to out match her to impress her, another Viking to our village right?" Agnar smirked.
"Well I don't think they would get into a relationship this early, and there is no use pressuring them into one, but if that may happen over time than so be it." Valka stated.
"When does this training start, and will I be able to watch over you three?"
"Well first it will just be me and Hiccup, get him more comfortable with weapons and all."
"Valka, he works in the forge, he must know everything by now."
"You forget that they are young, he still has much, much more to learn, there is always something to learn." The adults said their goodbyes, and Valka went back home, but not before she saw her little Hiccup with some other kids. She just happened to hear what they were saying, and boy, did that anger her. Her left eye twitched, and luckily Stoic was close by to see it. He went wide eyed.
"BRACE YOURSELVES!" He shouted to the village. The kids, including Hiccup looked at what Stoic was running at. A very, very, VERY, angry mother, Valka the kind? Not so much. Hiccup was well acquainted with that look, he hadn't experienced it first hand, but he knows his father had. But it was worse went It involved Hiccup. Several Vikings ran to restrain her, each failing miserably, either getting thrown onto the ground or thrown into another Viking. Let's just say the healer were busy for that day… and the next… and the next.
TIMESKIP: Hiccup is now Nine.
It was a year ago that Stoic decided to help Hiccup train, it was eleven months ago that Hiccup decided to not let his dad "help" train anymore. Something about banging your head against a boulder. Hiccup decided Astrid was his favorite teacher apart from his Mother, Gobber, and the Boulder. She was a nice talking partner to Hiccup, although her only means of affection seem to be causing harm, he finds her fascinating and friendly. Apparently it's called communication, yeah communication to his grave.
He couldn't help but feel that hugs were better than the occasional punch, but Astrid was convinced by her mother and father that hugs were to be given only when a couple is married or is planning to. Astrid tried to avoid it, not wanting to send the wrong message to others that they were getting married or something. That doesn't mean she doesn't like Hiccup, but it means she isn't ready to admit it. That doesn't make them any lesser than good friends, in fact, they grew up with each other, and learned to cope with each other's, or rather Hiccup's, flaws. Whenever Hiccup accidently brushed his hand against hers when either helping her grab her axe out of a tree or when they are caught in the moment and high five or sometimes even hug, only Astrid blushes. And it's a deep red blush too, that Hiccup never seems to notice and never seems to reciprocate the feeling.
Astrid tries to avoid her girly feelings towards Hiccup, until one day that Hiccup just couldn't deal with Snotlout anymore.
"Oh if it isn't Useless, where's your bodyguards huh?" Snotlout teased. "Where is Astrid when you need her? Or your mom? Anyone going to save the damsel in distress?"
"Let me guess, you're the damsel?" Hiccup countered with a grin.
"Shut up, words can only get you this far." Snotlout took a step towards Hiccup. "Listen, Astrid is mine so back off!" He pushed Hiccup. Little did they know, Astrid was listening to the whole conversation, behind a tree. They had decided to pick on Hiccup right before he was supposed to meet with Valka and Astrid for training, Astrid stayed behind to wait for Hiccup, how cute. When Astrid went around the tree to see why the talking stopped, she saw Snotlout on the ground clutching his nose and ribs, while the twins and Fishlegs tried to hold Hiccup down while he shouted several swears into the air at Snotlout.
Several Vikings heard and rushed to see what happened, and cheered when they saw what happened. While Hiccup was getting pulled away by his mother he saw the faintest of smiles on Astrid's face. Oh how much he loved her smile.
TIMESKIP: Hiccup is Ten years old.
"Ah, our little boy is growing up, right Val?" Stoic spoke. "I can't believe he would not let me train him, he could be much better than he is now." He turned to his wife and saw the scowl on her face, realizeing what he said. "N- Not that you aren't a good teacher but that I'm probably better." Valka stood up from her spot on the ground. Hiccup trained on the beach, Astrid's idea. "Valka you aren't bad, it's just that Men have a certain strength better than women and that is fighting." He wished he could take that back.
"Hiccup, dear, ignore the screams of pain and suffering, continue on!" Valka exclaimed to Hiccup, he paused his duel with Astrid and nodded to his mother. Hiccup had won the duel in the end, a surprise to some but not to them. Hiccup was sweaty, and almost without thinking, he removed his shirt in front of Astrid. This didn't go unnoticed for the female Viking, she blushed a deep shade of red, and hesitantly, and very slowly, looked away, and made several quick glances towards his body that was now turned toward the sun setting over the ocean. Astrid bit her lip in frustration, now fully examining Hiccup, trying to learn every visible piece of skin on his body, to think that THE Astrid Hofferson would fall head over heels for a boy seemed crazy, crazy but true. She took a few small steps in the sand, walking towards Hiccup who seemed to glisten in the sunlight, until she was just a foot away from him, her hand reached to touch his shoulder.
But before she could make contact, he turned around and grabbed her by the waist, staring into her eyes. She gasped at the sudden touch, and stared back into his eyes, equally entranced. Neither said a word, neither needed too, Astrid wrapped her arms around his neck, they inched towards each other, closing the gap, and fluttering their eyes shut.
Yay new prologue done, but one thing to ask, I need your opinion people, do you like short fast chapter that come every day or long chapters that could come once or twice a week? I'm really used to short constant chapters, but let me know if you want it to change.