Hey it's Vy! Now this may be a longer Author's Note than most because I have a question for you guys. Alright, so I have reviews saying that some people want this story to stick closely to the original plot, and others that want it to sort of be unique and different. Since I want to do both this idea was born. How about I keep this story similar to the original, and publish a second one when this is done, that is my own unique idea? Please comment/review or whatever to let me know what you think! Thanks so much and enjoy! Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train your Dragon
Asher's point of view
As I was walking home with the other teens to help clean up the mess dragons left, I couldn't stop thinking about Hicca. I knew she didn't like us. Why would she? We're nothing but jerks to her. I sometimes think it would be great to get to know her though. She probably doesn't realize that we heard her joke about the village today, let alone thought it was funny. Even Snotlout had to hold back her laughter before she could insult her cousin.
"Did you see Hicca's hair? It looked so stupid?" Snotlout teased.
"Yeah. Who knew Useless could look or mess up anymore than she already has!" Tuffnut added. I sighed. I wish there was a way to turn back time, I would definitely change my attitude. Maybe then I'd have a chance with her! Maybe. A branch snapped nearby, jolting me from my thoughts. Looking up I see Hicca's boot disappearing around a corner. 'Where is she going?' I ask myself. Of course, I had to follow her.
"I have to go, see you later!" I told the others, then set off. I stayed quite a ways back, only catching glimpses of Hicca's boots or apron. I vaguely wondered why she was hiding, then I remembered. Stoic asked Gobber to keep her inside. Snotlout can say what she wants about her, but there's no doubt that she's loyal to the blacksmith. She suddenly ducked into the forge. I peeked through the window to see her removing the stained blacksmith apron, revealing her usual brown leggings and forest green tunic that reached about mid-thigh. As she put on her normal brown fur vest I found myself thinking, 'How can she be that cute? How?' My hand slipped off the wall it was resting on and, caught by surprise, I found myself stumbling down, out of the way of the window. Hicca's voice came from near the window.
"Asher?" Crap! How did she know it was me? Instead of revealing myself, I stayed quiet, mentally chastising myself. I heard a little 'huh' come from her general direction and then her soft footsteps exiting the building. Realizing she would see me if I stayed here, I quickly ran to the front of the forge. Carefully looking around the corner, I saw her running off into the forest. Where could she possibly be going?
Hicca's point of view
'Dang it!' I thought as I realized I still had my blacksmith apron on. I sighed, put my book and pencil down, then started to sneak behind the houses, hoping no one would see me. I was doing pretty well, until I darted out from behind the house and saw Asher. Instead of choosing to be called Useless and teased by my crush, I tried to stop and hide. But of course, little clumsy me had to step on a branch and snap it. As fast as I could I hid behind the next home. I heard heavy footsteps coming my way, and knew they were Asher's. I kept going, but at a quicker pace. Finally, I reached the forge. Hurrying inside I removed the apron and straightened my tunic. I was really glad it was dark in here right now. I looked awful. With the old burn scar on my right forearm practically glowing from the fire last night and my badly cut hair, I could probably scare off any Viking on the island. Other than my dad and Gobber of course. I threw on my vest and was about to return to my 'mission' when I heard someone stumbling outside.
"Asher?" I called. No answer. Probably just someone trying to mess with me.
"Huh," I said, then left the forge. I found my journal quickly and thought about what I had seen when leaving the forge. I knew it was Asher's blond hair disappearing around the corner.
