Previously in HTTYD: The Terrible Duo
"Sorry... Dad."
Pretty Surprising, yeah? This could not end well for the both of us.
Let me guess what you're saying. "You're telling me... That Hiccup, the scrawny Viking, is the son of the chief of the village? You're joking me, right?"
No... I am not joking. My friend is the son of the chief. Believe me, I was surprised as well. But... Well, it could be worse. He could've been the son of Mildew!
Anyway, Me and Hiccup were being scolded(mostly Hiccup) by Stoick. Again. I mentally groaned(Seeing as doing so will get him even angrier).
"Every time you two step outside, Disaster falls! Can you not see I have bigger problems? Winter is almost here and I have an entire village to feed!" Stoick scolded. I would roll my eyes if this guy wasn't the chief. Unfortunately, Hiccup couldn't keep his mouth shut. "Well the village could use a little less feeding, don't you think?" He said sarcastically. At times like this, I wonder how we are not yet banished. I still get nightmares of that. I inwardly shuddered.
Stock didn't like that comment one bit. "This isn't a joke, Hiccup! Why can't you follow the simplest orders..." He scolded at hiccup then looked at me critically. "Didn't I told you, both of you, to stay out of trouble?" He said. There we go again! I then gave him a look that says "If you're so good, why don't you do it?".
"Sir, with all due respect, We did stayed out of trouble... Well, tried to at least." I whispered that last part. Stoick then gave us an Un-amused look. "Really? Then who was responsible for letting dragons haul over the sheep and fishes that we have?" He asked rhetorically. Hey! I said(whispered) we Tried!
"I-I can't stop myself! I see a dragon and I just have to just... Kill it! It's... who I am dad." Hiccup retorted. I could only roll my eyes at that comment. Stoick answered with "You're many things, Hiccup. But a dragon killer is not one of them."
Gobber decided to shoulder us and told stoick that He'll take us to the forge where we can't do any more damage(hopefully). Gobber walked to us and gave us a smack in the head. I glared at him, hoping he will get affected with my glare. Nicknamed Frost bite. Ring any bells? He wasn't even amused and just told us to move it. Damn. It always never work on Gobber or Stoick. Well, Stoick is understandable because glaring at him is equivalent to challenging him(Which is equivalent to having a death wish). But gobber? He used to get unnerved by that. Now, It seems he got used to it. On the way, the 'gang', besides Astrid, was currently laughing at us.
"Quite the performance, you two." Mocked Tuffnut, His twin agreeing with him. Me and Hiccup ignored them.
"I've never seen anyone mess up that badly. That helped!" Mocked Snotlout, last part being sarcasm. I glared at him with the same intensity as before and he froze. But he instantly recovered and came up with another insult. "What? Not like you two can even stand as a threat. The dragons will probably die laughing at you two. At least Hiccup has some use by being live bait." He said.
... That... did it...!
I spun around and grabbed snotface's head and lowered it, raised my foot and stomped down on his head. Doesn't actually squashed it but he's stuck there until I let him go. Last reason why I was Nicknamed "Frost Bite"? Here it is.
"LISTEN HERE, YOU BRAINLESS, WORTHLESSS, PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A VIKING! DARE INSULT ME AND/OR HICCUP AGAIN, I'LL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF AND HANG IT INFRONT OF MY HOUSE! THEN I'LL FEED YOUR REMAINS TO THE DRAGONS! I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE RELATED TO THE CHIEF AT ALL! I'LL KILL YOU AND I'LL MAKE IT SLOW AND PAINFUL! YOU HEAR ME?!" I growled at him angrily.
That did the trick. The twins froze and backed off. Fishlegs whimpered and silently tip toed away. Snotface managed to pull himself out of my foot and backed off, In fear that the next time I do that, I'll actually splatter his head. Astrid merely shook her head. Though I'm pretty sure my threat took effect. Give it a few years and I'll probably get the pleasure of ripping snotlout's head off. Yep. I'm that cold.
Gobber told us to move on and we did just that. I inhaled and exhaled in attempt to calm myself down. Though even I am not certain how long can I resist my freezinganger(get it?).
Anyway, We made it to the forge. Gobber told us to... go help him forge new weapons and sharpen some others that became dull along the fight. As usual, I'd help Hiccup around the place, due to his small stature, and help him not set a fire. Again.
A couple of seconds later, Gobber decided to start a conversation.
"Ah, don't take it to heart, you two. It's his job to be tough on everyone." He said. I huffed. Me and hiccup answered him in unison. "We're not everyone!". Hiccup continued "But... It doesn't matter... The guy's Impossible to please."
"He just doesn't want to be playing favourites." Gobber said while carrying a piece of a sword(I think). Oh really gobber? Do you have any idea how many kids, even the other Viking adults, would just die to be stoick?
"He's covered in that department. Believe me." Hiccup replied. Hiccup followed gobber then got ahead of him to dusty off the little forging table. "If It were not for the fact that Hiccup lives in the same house as Stoick, I wouldn't even have known they were related." I added.
"Have you told him that?" Gobber asked while hiccup replacing his current arm prosthetic into a blacksmith hammer. I rolled my eyes. "Of course not." Hiccup said. "They barely make eye contact." I finished. Gobber hammered down the piece of metal with his prosthetic hammer. "And when we do, It's always this... disappointed scowl like He'd been cheated or someone skimped on a meat in a sandwich." Hiccup then continued on one of his rant. I never listen to those. But I always get the Impression He says it as if stoick was ordering a child and the Barmaid got him the wrong offspring. Gobber chuckled. "Now you're thinking about this the wrong way. It's not so much what you look like, It's what inside that he can't stand.". Hiccup only replied with a sarcastic "Thank you for summing that up."
Gobber continued still. "Now I mean there's the "Viking way" and then there's the "Your way". And "you're way" makes grown men uncomfortable.". Sure gobber. That helps our self esteem. I can feel the confidence coming back to me! Please give me more of your wisdom(Note the sarcasm)!
"Speaking of uncomfortable, I'd like a new conversation please." Hiccup requested. Oh gods... Why hiccup? You, of all people, should know that Gobber-
"Alright. How's it going with the ladies?"
-Will ask that... Great. More gossip from gobber.
"Oh yeah. Way to get the mood back on track." Hiccup said sarcastically. Gobber chuckled. "Oh come on. I've seen the way you look at Astrid." He said with a pinch of a Mock tone and smugness.
"Please. Astrid wouldn't even come near me if she was on fire and I had the only bucket of water in town." Hiccup said, knowing ,just as much as I, that Astrid will probably ignore him like a ghost that she can't see. In fact, She treats him like one. I took a moment to let my eyes wonder somewhere and I saw someone approach the forge.
"Hey. Can I get this sharpened?" Asked a feminine voice that I knew all too well.
"Astrid! Hi Astrid! Hello there! Welcome! What can I-?" Before Hiccup could finish that, probably long and unfinished, sentence, Astrid raised her axe, hurled it towards us and the axe hit the log in front of Hiccup.
Gobber only grinned with a hint of Mischief in his face. "Uh, My manly apprentice here will service all your needs." Gobber stated proudly(If you call that mischievous tone proudly) and shoved Hiccup towards Astrid. Hiccup glared at the blonde Viking. Gobber babbled something about going somewhere and finally walked out of the forge, while humming to himself. Probably because he felt proud of himself with his "accomplishment".
I rolled my eyes at gobber's attempt of Match-Making. Astrid handed Hiccup her axe. I had to go over to him and help carry the axe. We put it into the weapon sharpener(A/n: I have no idea what it was called) and Hiccup got on the job, while I watch him not mess up and probably break the axe. This was Astrid's Mother's axe after all. Hiccup decided to start a conversation with Astrid, In hopes of gaining her favour. Again. I wasn't really interested in Hiccup's failed(And still failing) attempts of getting at Astrid's good side. I say Hiccup should just move on. I mean, I'm not saying this just because I have a crush on Astrid. No, that wasn't meant to point something out. I don't have a crush on Astrid. End of story. Period. Besides, I don't even like her... I don't know why. It's just that I get this weird vibe to not like Astrid when she's near.
Anyway, Hiccup was blabbing something about downing a night fury and something. I, on the other hand, focused my attention on Astrid's axe(Well, Her mother's anyway). I noticed hiccup was getting distracted by Astrid. Again. I tapped him in the shoulder and he stopped what he was doing. He gazed over the axe and smiled sheepishly. I gestured him to hand over the axe so that I could get my... modifications on it.
Unknown to the both of us, Astrid wandered off the little part of the forge that was covered with a curtain. Which was also Hiccup's "Schematics Room". Hiccup's jaw dropped and rushed over to stop Astrid from seeing his private room. I paid no mind to that and started working on the axe.
"The Mutilator?" I heard Astrid mutter. Ah, the Mutilator. We planned on building that, but We were busted by Hiccup's father when he saw us with the prototype version of it. Needless to say, We almost made Stoick left-handed. And probably without a head... After that, The contraption remained under... "consideration". Or In other words, "Don't even think about building it." As Stoick said. I couldn't blame him... It sounded stupid at first actually.
I finished the small tweaks I made with the axe. I heard Astrid say something about tearing off a dragon's head off. How does that girl sleep at night? In fact, How does every single Viking sleep at night with dreams of tearing off a dragon's head anyway?!
I glanced over Hiccup and Astrid, then I saw an expression of excitement mask Astrid's face. Excitement. Astrid... Those two words doesn't seem to fit together in my point of view. What happened while I was busy tuning out the two?
I heard Astrid say something about... well, something that excites her. Me and Hiccup just raised an eyebrow and stared at her. She must've noticed it. "What? You two haven't heard?" She asked. Both of us just shrugged. I merely went back on the axe. I would've listened but Viking stuffs like these, bore me. So... I merely listened on the important details. Plus, Hiccup can just fill me on what I missed.
I heard something about ships, replacements to protect the village and finally fighting dragons. Great. The chief's going on to his little Find-the-nest sails. This has been going on for years. Ever since Hiccup's mother died, The chief has been trying to find the nest non-stop. I can understand that the chief has taken the fight to dragons personally but... Well... It's just that a lot of people lose their lives because of this... pointless hunt. Again and Again, The chief would set sail to find the nest and every time he comes back... There are always less people on board than before... I should know... I have... experiences.
I shook my head away from the thought, knowing that it was pointless. I glanced at hiccup and saw that he's still staring at Astrid. Just then...
"Astrid! You coming or not?!" A voice behind me called. Astrid gestured me to give her the axe. I handed it to her. "This feels different." Astrid pointed out. Hiccup looked at me that shouts "What did you do". I merely gave him a bored look. "Oh, nothing. Just a little tweak and there. You know, rebalancing it and stuff. Don't worry, though. It's still the same axe. Only... lighter... and sharper. Trust me, If you're accuracy is good enough, You can chop off a dragon's head off in close to mid range." I explained.
She then joined the other teens who were carrying their own weapon. As they left, Me and Hiccup stare at the group. Guess Astrid wasn't kidding on the recruits thing.
"So... Let's go find ourselves a Night Fury?" I asked hiccup. "Let's, Marcus. Once we find that Night Fury, Bring it's heart to my father and prove myself to my father." He answered. He grabbed the dagger from his workshop and ran straight to the path that led to the forest. I ran after him and prayed to Odin that we won't die.
A/n: For all those who fave, followed and reviewed: Thank you all so much for the feedback! I love you all so much(In a friendly way)! I feel really excited about this! Hope you'll like it even more with this chapter! Stay tuned for the next chapter of: HTTYD: The Terrible Duo
