A Royal Mess of a Roommate

Chapter 2


A/N:

So PSH here let's make this short for I have so many things to do, I have like three stories in progress, then another three pending stories—well they're just plot summary right now but hey maybe in the future. Oh and sorry for the wait, June is a month of birthdays in our family's case soooo let's lets! Enjoy~!

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~Girl meets Boy~

As I stand there staring out into the oblivion, helpless. Last time I saw her, she— she was hugging Cami tight. She was crying. I want to jump but Cami insisted I should stay for she pushed me away when I should be the one falling together with her— with Astrid. Gods I miss her.

o0o

I was brought back into reality when I heard her sneeze, must've fallen asleep. Good thing she's still there, glaring daggers at me—also she didn't tried to hit me while I was defenseless.

"Agh!"

Damn hangover. I stood up to get a glass of water, this headache is killing me. She didn't move, still as rock but with a wary look at her face. Her gaze didn't leave me not until I leave for the kitchen, and when I came back—still as a rock. A knock at the door surprised me causing the contents of my drink to wet my shirt.

"Damn shit…" I mumbled.

I heard her snickered—wait what? Another knock.

"Hiccup!"

"Door's open!"

When she realized there's another person coming in, she panicked.

"Where are you!"

"Right here at my room! Is Cami with you?"

"Uh no—"

Heather opened the door looking at Hiccup .

"I can't find her anywhere, why do we need her anyway?!"

Heather asked me, still not realizing the elephant in the room.

"Uh, well—"

Glass in hand I gestured into the side, nodding towards the wary girl at the corner of my room.

With a confused look Heather tried to follow my signals and wander her gaze towards the girl.

"Haa—"

Heather was left speechless, if not for the door she would've fell to the floor. After a long moment her gaze came back to me, she cupped her mouth with her hands and tears started to pool at her eyes.

"C'mere—"

Heather came forward and I hugged her. I guess it came hard for her, because technically right in front of us was the exact lookalike of her best friend—Astrid. Thor what's wrong with me though? Am I still in denial? Or maybe it's because of the ears that I refuse to believe that it's her.

"Come on sis, help me out. I—"

After a moment, Heather broke of the hug and starts to collect herself. Wiping tears from her eyes and snorting she spoke.

"Okay, so what are we waiting for? Did you talk to her? Why am I not talking to her?!"

Heather did a 180 turn and headed towards 'Astrid'.

"Wait—"

And so chaos again, ensues. I just sighed and went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat—boy I am hungry. After a few minutes, it seems the catfight stopped and a few moans and snorts mostly from Heather can be heard. Halfway of my cooking, Heather together with Astrid settled into the table—sitting side by side. Well what a sight, I just shrug and continued to flip pancakes and eggs.

"Thanks—for telling me about her, not speaking English…" Heather chided.

I suppressed a snicker.

"Do I smell sarcasm in there?"

"Well take a guess…"

Heather rebuke.

"Of course, it came from me…

Took some plates and transferred the bacons.

"Well anyway, it's your fault for going there first without listening to my warnings.

I scooped the pancakes and prepared breakfast for three—pancakes and bacon with scrambled eggs at the side.

"Nonetheless, it's quite a surprise to me though—for you to get away with few scratches and her sitting here and waiting breakfast…"

"Well it's a girl thing Hiccup, calling me is the best thing—no, it's the only thing you can do…"

Heathere and Astrid shared a look

"Oooookay…"

I put the food in the table and walked towards the cup where 'Astrid' left it earlier. Pour coffee for each one of us and took a seat opposite of them.

"Let's eat."

There was a short moment of silence among the three of us.

"So what do we do? About her?"

I asked Heather, who was busy on her bacon and eggs.

"Hmm?! Oh right, let's enroll Astrid. She'll love it at the university—"

"Are you out of your mind? What about those ears? She can't even speak English!"

Astrid was just observing our exchange, picking at her food.

"Don't sweat about the small things."

"Are you serious about this? She doesn't have and files for the requirements. Bringing her to the Univ—"

"Excuse me you peasant I have a name, and it's Astrid. Stop referring at me on a third person basis—it's quite unnerving really…"

Astrid rebuke.

"Yep Hiccup listen to Astrid, and I'll talk to Dagur 'bout the files so don't—"

"Wait what?" We said in unison.

Both of us was speechless when Astrid spoke again.

"Is there something wrong?"

Astrid spoke once again, this time she took a mouthful of the bacon and drank some coffee.

"Hmmm, 'tis good. Not bad for a peasant…"

I recovered first before my sister.

"You—can talk?!"

Astrid gave a confused stare at me then.

"Oh—oh, sorry for not explaining, I simply learned your language…"

"What?!"

Asked by a dumbfounded Heather. Astrid bit her lips then spoke.

"It's magic, allow me to show you a demonstration—"

Astrid slowly did motion by her hands and her ears, pointed ears—it disappeared, and looked like ours.

"It's a little bit tricky, but my mother—the queen, told me to hide the fact that my ears was not like the others so I had to learn how to hide it… I also learned your language by using magic, though at this point—most magic I know is practically useless…"

Heather mumbled a 'Problem Solved' and shared a look at me.

I plead,

"No—"

"Stop bitching about it, she goes—end of conversation."

Heather marched back to my room with Astrid in tow while I just groaned and slumped to my bed face first. Heather ignored my antics and turned to Astrid.

"It's Saturday right now, and we need clothes—"

"Is my clothing would not suffice?"

Astrid asked incredulously.

"No, no it beautiful to be honest, though we're not going to a ball as what you would call it. What we need is casual clothing. So we need to go to the mall!"

Heather then stood and walk towards the dresser—MY dresser.

"What are you doing?!"

"Me? Finding something to wear—"

"Really, Heather?!"

Heather shot me a look then said.

"Well you didn't tell me that there's a girl in your room that needs wardrobe makeover, and stop being an ass!"

"You said that I would need clothes, when will the royal fitter would arrive?"

Astrid interrupted.

"Uh doesn't work that way honey, we need to go to the mall to buy casual clothes—"

"Oh I see, though I still don't understand why we need his clothes?"

Heather just sighed while I suppressed a giggle— she threw balled clothes at me.

"Your highness—"

Heather forced a smile.

"We need his clothes—clean ones, because you need to change into it. I concur running into that dress-gown or whatever, is such a pain in the ass isn't it?"

Embarrassed, Astrid didn't met her gaze and nodded slowly, we met each other's glance and she looks away. And it somewhat made her recover her snobbish demeanor.

"He should be grateful, because me—a princess, will be wearing his peasant clothes."

I rolled my eyes at this.

"Whatever your highness—"

I replied with such haughtiness in my tone that I was thrown out of my own room by Heather with an excuse of—

"She needs to change now, and you can't look."

With nothing to do, I started cleaning. Drunk as I can be last night, somehow I did manage to get my clothes off before going to bed. After throwing the clothes into the hamper, I went next to the kitchen to wash the dishes. I was in the middle of it when my phone rang. I took a look at it and saw that it was Fish, I answered,

"Hey, what's up?"

"Hey Hicc, just checking up on you—you still good for tonight?"

I took the dishes into the washer and grab a cloth to wipe my hands.

"Oh right, yeah Dagur still needs the final modifications for that suit. I'll just drop by at the lab when I finished the final touches on the design—"

"Hiccup! Where's your shoes!"

I heard a Fishlegs coughed and somewhat spit his drink.

"Is—is that Heather?"

"Thor Fishlegs, just confess already! I'll call you back—"

I ended the call and rushed towards the room, and without thinking I opened the door—damn.

"Hiyaaah!"

A book came flying, and unfortunately it was hardbound.

"Out! You pervert!"

Heather shouted before closing the door.

"I think she broke my nose?!"

I complained while rubbing the sore spot…

"Your fault! You should've just shouted where your shoes are! Never mind found it already!"

Out again, I walked to the fridge and put an ice to the sore spot when they came out at my room. Astrid was wearing a green shirt and gray flannel shirt with black jeans.

"I did my best—oh and c'mere Ast"

She gestured for Astrid to sit in the kitchen counter. At first she was hesitant to sit across me, seeing that I stood and strode towards my room.

"I need a bath—"

As I laid my eyes on them for the last time, I saw Heather doing Astrid's hair. She was sitting timidly at the bar stool, she must've felt the stare for she lock her gaze at me. This time she's not embarrass or annoyed, in her eyes…she's—wondering? For some reason I was the one who broke away and went inside my room. While inside the shower room, there is one question I keep repeating at myself.

"Is it truly her?"


"It's done!"

Heather drag Astrid towards the mirror to let her see the work.

"It's—"

Heather look at her sideways.

"What? You don't like it?"

It took a whole minute for Astrid to react.

"It's, its beautiful—simple yet pretty, I like it…"

Astrid stated while clutching her side braid. Heather snickered while shaking her head, taken aback by her response.

"Well that's good I guess, also I haven't introduced myself properly—"

Heather held out her hand,

"I'm Heather, the rude guy form earlier was my brother—well step younger brother, I'll tell you that story for another time."

Astrid took her hand and shook it.

"I'm Astrid, youngest daughter and heir to the throne of the kingdom of Berk—"

Heather looked at her skeptically, confused at what she said.

"Berk you say?"

Astrid nodded timidly.

"Figures, Hiccup!"

Heather turned.

"Yeah?!"

"We're leaving!"

Hiccup came out of his room, wearing an eyeglass and a lab coat, holding a bunch of rolled blueprints.

"You have your car do you? I can't join you guys—"

"Yup, like I said, no need to sweat over the small details."

"You're not going?"

Astrid blurted out, realizing what she said—her face turned red and went on ahead.

"That's the way to the laundry room!"

Heather teased.

Astrid came back, heads down as she walks past Hiccup. Heather opened the door for her. Before going out, with a mischievous look Heather teased,

"Really smooth bro, really smooth!"

"Get out!"

Hiccup countered while throwing a pillow at Heather, to which he missed. Alone Hiccup was left to wonder what just happened. Seeing the time Hiccup scrambles towards the door and managed to closed it. He decided to leave it for now—well not until he sees Cami, he needs answers. His phone rang—it's Cami,

"Hello?"

"Hey Hicc! I saw Heather's calls, aaand a text sayin' you want to talk to me…oh shit—!"

A loud banging can be heard from Cami's side, then more crashing and cursing mostly form Cami.

"Hey soo can't talk right now, if you need something—I'm back at Berk with Aunt Valka…"

Another crashing and this time an explosion.

"Hello?! Just what the heck is happening there?!"

"Oh here? Nothin, just the normal stuffs I guess so see ya—!"

"Wait—!"

Cami ends the call, then a text came up it was from Fish.

'Hiccup where are you? Need the plan right now, we need to finish the prototype before Dagur arrives'

"This whole Astrid business can wait, first—the prototype."

Hiccup mused to himself, gets in his car and drove into the direction of the lab.


A/N:

So PSH here, how was that? Hope to see you next time guys, PSH out~!