Chapter 2
Some one knocked on the door. Hiccup froze, his blush deepening.
"I better get that," he said.
Astrid pushed a finger to Hiccup's lips.
"Shhh...just ignore it. We're not home," she said.
"It might be important," Hiccup said.
"I'm sure its not," Astrid countered in irritation.
Hiccup stumbled out of the bed and quickly re-dressed himself. Astrid proceeded to re-dress herself as well, but she did so slowly and while glaring at Hiccup the entire time. He didn't notice. He was looking off in some other direction.
When they were both dressed, Hiccup walked to the door and opened it.
Fishlegs was standing there, looking distraught.
"Ok, so, I was trying to decide if I should get Ruffnut the pink or the blue corsage for the wedding, when I go over to her house, ok, and then she says she's...I don't know-like...she's going to the wedding with Snotlout instead...or something? So I'm all like 'babe I thought we were going steady' and she's all like-"
Hiccup slammed the door in Fishlegs' face and locked it.
"Ok," he said to Astrid. "You're right. It's not important."
Hiccup walked up to Astrid, who was sitting at the edge of the bed fully clothed with her arms crossed, looking severely pissed off. He rested his hands on her shoulders and looked down into her blue eyes.
"Ok," he said, grinning. "So where were we?"
Astrid slapped him in the face.
"OW! What was that for?"
"Don't fucking touch me!"
"What? What the hell are you talking about? I thought you wanted to have sex!"
"Not anymore, doofus."
"Ok," said Hiccup. "So obviously you're on your period or something because I didn't actually do anything wrong and there is no reason for you to be mad. So maybe we should just go back to what we were doing and-"
"Why don't you go answer the door again, Hiccup?" Astrid whispered angrily. "It might be important. Or maybe you should fiddle around with those papers some more that's important too. You know what else is important...eating enough green vegetables. Why don't you run down to the market place and get some green vegetables so that you can eat them right away, because it's JUST SO IMPORTANT and it absolutely can't wait MORE THAN TWO SECONDS."
Hiccup stared at her for a moment.
"Wow," he said after awhile. "Did you bitch this much before we were engaged?"
"What the fuck did you just say to me?"
"You heard me."
Astrid stood up and walked across the room. She opened a drawer of one of the cabinets and grabbed a fist full of clothes and things that were hers.
"You know what," she said, choking back tears. "Maybe there shouldn't even be a wedding!"
"You know what," Hiccup shouted back at her nastily. "Maybe there shouldn't be!"
She dumped her things into a suitcase, considered doing a more thorough search of the room for things that belonged to her and then reconsidered. Whatever she was forgetting wasn't worth the extra twenty seconds it would take to walk across the room and pick it up.
"Fuck this shit! I'm moving back in with my parents!" Astrid sobbed, forcing the suitcase shut under her boot and snapping it closed. "Let's go, Stormfly."
Astrid's dragon blinked, looking confused. It rose slowly and followed it's master obediently as she walked to the door.
"Have fun being important!" She screamed at Hiccup without turning to look at him.
"I will!" Hiccup yelled back.
Astrid exited the building with her dragon and then slammed the door behind her.