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THE FEARLESS
3. Thor Damned Egg
As she looks at it, wondering how in the world it could have been moved, she slowly approaches it. The strange rock had moved from the side of the basket to the edge of the fire pit. She doesn't remember any noise from the living area, nor did anyone enter her home. As she bends down to reach for it, the even stranger rock rolls closer to the fire pit. She immediately draws back her hand, but when the rock continues rolling and into the fire pit, she reaches out for it with both hands, it was probably an instinct to reach for it. Before the fire could lick it, Valka pulls it to her.
She then drowns the fire and decides to inspect it, 'This is no rock...' But if it wasn't then what? As she lays a hand on the rough surface, she feels something, something moving inside of it. It makes her gasp and drop it to the ground, it leaves a crack on the hard wood flooring. 'An egg?' Her eyes go wide, if the village knew that she was housing an egg, they would surely banish her from the island. She could already feel the sweat pouring down her face.
"Oh Thor, oh my Thor, son of Thor, Thor help me..." She has no idea what to do, today is the Dance Festival and she was never a good liar, always he proper lady, and proper ladies never lie. She rubbed her temples, what in Thor's name is she going to do...
There was a knock on the door, "Oh crap, oh crap..." She kicks the rock - egg - to the other side of the room and it rolls under the table. The knocking became louder and even more annoying, she stopped at the door and tried to calm herself. "Ok, its ok, calm, peace, serenity... Ok, show time." She swings the door open and all her friends barge into the room and proceed to run her over. "Valka!" "Valka!" "Valka!" They scream, they yell, they squeal, just like animals... "Ok, ok, quiet down! I'm right here!" They swarm her with questions about her clothes and practically everything... As she tries to keep up with the questions, she also keeps an eye on the egg, as she steals a glance under the table, its not there, she can feel the sweat dripping from her forehead.
"Valka! Did you hear me?" Heavyfeather places her hands on her hips as her simple statement hushes the rest of the girls. "Huh?" she ask dumbfounded. Heavyfeather rolls her eyes, "I said, do you know what you're going to wear for the Festival?" Valka quickly looked behind Heavyfeather to look for the roll away egg (ya get it? ya get it? ;} ). "What in Thor's name are you looking for?" She turns around to follow Valka's gaze. Valka's eyes bug out, "Nothing, nothing! And no, I don't have anything to wear!" The simple statement is enough to catch Heavy's attention. "Excuse me? Are you tellin' us that you don't have nothin' to wear? Valka smiles sheepishly, "Yes..."
"Girl, you comin' with us." She draggs Valka out of her own house as the group of girls swarm and follow. "Thor help me." Valka pleads. "Thor can't help you now!" And Valka came to the conclusion that her friends are evil.
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After three hours of her friends working on her, they finally finished her new outfit for the Dance Festival. Usually Vikings don't dress up for any type of occasion even if it was Snoggeltog, but one day out of the entire year, Vikings will be pleasant, even the nastiest of them. Why? Because it was practically the only time of year when they could get a new outfit! Everything during the Dance Festival was shared and enjoyed by all! It put a whole new meaning of the Spanish saying, "Mi casa es tu casa! (my house is your house)".
"So?! So?! Do you love it?" Heavyfeather was jumping up and down relentlessly. The rest of the gang was quite excited too, for it their masterpiece after all.
Valka couldn't deny it was lovely, it was probably going to be her new daily outfit for the next year. It was a dusty looking gray-blue with a slight twinge of crimson. All the colors of Berk were quite dark and gloomy due to the lack of berries and dye that they were available to them on the island. But, the scarce color didn't bother her. "I love it!" Valka jumped up and hugged all the girls, she almost forgot about the egg in her house. "Of course you do, it was designed by me!" Heavyfeather laughed, she loved to joke with Valka. "Besides, we had to return the favor! You helped all of us with our new clothing, so we felt it necessary to help you!" Oaridia exclaimed, she was always the gracious one.
The horn in the town blew signaling the start of the Dance Festival, "Eeeep! Its tiiimmmee!" Heavyfeather sang, "Go go go! Stoick's going to be there anytime now!" She was literally thrown out of the clothing and fabric factory.
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As Valka walked into her house, she remembers the egg. She doesn't even want to think about where that extremely large egg came from. She scours the house looking for the oval shaped red, blue, and grey egg but finds nothing. Then she remembers that the pervious night the egg was attracted to the warmth of the fire pit. She quickly sparked up a flame off one of the rocks and set the pit ablaze. She sat down on the side and waited for it to roll on by.
'knock knock knock'
"Oh, Thor..." she whipped her head around for a sign indicating the egg's arrival. 'knock knock knock' "I'm coming! I'm coming!" She ran for the door, but before she could place a hand on the handle, it swung open, "Val! What took you so long?" The Mountain Man was standing right in front of her. She rubbed the back of her neck, "Sorry, I was... uhhh..." She looked down, "Getting ready!" That sounded so convincing... "Ok, well, I brought this for you!" He held out his large hand and looked away from embarrassment, he blushed madly, so did she as a matter of fact. She looked down into his palm and saw a small wooden carving of a dragon wrapped around a viking's sword. "Its beautiful, Stoick." He lightly smiled.
She took the dragon and tucked it into her pocket, keeping it safe from the night ahead.
"Now, Milady, I do believe its about time to head to the Festival?" he held out his arm for her to intertwine with, and she did. "I do believe you're correct, Mountain Man." She smirked and he frowned, she laughed at the face he made. "If you can make that face again, I think I'd die!" She laughed all the way to the Great Hall.
She just hoped that she could forget about that Thor damned egg...
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As they both walked through the open doors of the Great Hall, everyone, which in this case would be the whole village, stopped and stared at the two late arrivals. There they were, arms intertwined and faces pale and frozen. The only thing that broke the silence was the sound of a tusk cup falling to the ground.
"My son is here!" the chief's loud voice boomed through the Great Hall, the sound bouncing off the walls and filling the room. The rest of the village cheered, the party really only started when the chief's son walked through the door, it was park of Berkian tradition.
As the two tried to walk through, everyone stopped them, asking them questions and especially wondering if they were going to get married. They were to be wed soon, one way or the other, whether it was to each other or to a different person. They were of age and expected to be promised to someone soon. But to answer each of their investigators, they both said no.
"Valka, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect it to be like... this." he gestured out to the crowd of people being held back by Heavyfeather and her husband, Gorgefire. "No, don't worry, I'm pretty sure I didn't expect anything remotely close to this either." she placed a reassuring hand on top of his, he looked into her eyes and that spark was ignited again.
"Valka, would you... would you..." She smiled, wondering what he could be asking, "Yes...?" "Would yo-"
At that moment, the door to the great hall was burnt to a crisp as dragons started to pour in, some vikings started to scream, but they immediately gathered themselves and picked up their weapons that they always seemed to have on them. The Vikings started to run towards the intruding monsters and a few poured outside to defend their homes.
"Valka, gather the children, take them to the west beach on the far side of the island, you and the children will be safe there, this attack seems to be a lot worse than in the past." She watched as he moved closer and briefly kissed her before departing with a war cry.
