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"Well…"
She blew out a breath, shaking her head. "You is curious Hiccup, I know." She sighed, glancing up at his freckled, anxious features. Opening her mouth, then closing it, she frowned. "But-I's not ready…"
Hiccup leaned back from his curious stance, disappointed look crossing his face. She looked sad. Hiccup ran a hand through his auburn hair, shrugging. Trying to make sure he didn't look to disappointed at least.
The girl across from him must of sensed this though. A small, but noticeable smirk suddenly appeared mischievously. "Hiccups, do yous want to know my name though?" She asked innocently enough. Hiccup smiled then, nodding. At least now he could call her things other than 'it' 'her' or 'strange girl'.
"I am Tova." She said almost grandly, beaming. Hiccup stopped for a second. Ok…Tova. Really, he was kind of expecting something maybe a bit more…well…ok. Tova.
"In that case, nice to meet you Tova." Hiccup chanted, smiling back at her with an almost crooked grin. Tova seemed happy. She had never heard her name in Norse before…it was interesting.
"Just know I trusts you Hiccup. I just wasn't ready." She confirmed, getting up and walking around. Hiccup decided to go along with it. Tova went back to her branch, as he was calling it now, and lifted herself onto it easily. It was weird though, how someone so skinny and perhaps weak looking could be capable of such things.
Balancing on it with her worn, thin looking boots she peered down at Hiccup. "Why don't you come up?" Tova asked.
"Well, I can't exactly-"Hiccup started, but was quickly interrupted as one of her hands wrapped around his wrist, yanking him up with an iron grip much like his father. With a surprised yelp, he dangled for a second before grasping the branch in front of him. Sure he wasn't that heavy but-wow. What a way to show off strength. "Help please?" He asked calmly enough. Tove smiled then grabbed his shoulders, pulling him up onto the branch.
Hiccup gripped it, on all fours. He looked up to see Tove, standing perfectly balanced on two feet. She bent down, coming face to face with him. "What are you doing?" She questioned, gesturing down at his pose right now. Hiccup couldn't help it, he rolled his eyes.
"Not all of us can, well, do what you can do" He pointed out. Tove crossed her arms, smirking again.
"Yous can learn though." She lisped, suddenly gripping his tunic. Hiccup tightened his grip on the branch, suddenly scared. "Let go! I won'ts drop you." She carried on. Ever so slowly, Hiccup gulped and let go of the branch slightly. He regretted that.
Tove's grip on his tunic hardened, and she pulled him up into a standing position. Hiccup felt like closing his eyes, suddenly afraid. She kicked both his dangling feet into place on the branch, and now he was mirroring her poise.
This actually isn't that bad.
Until of course, she let go of him. Great, now Hiccup had to balance himself. This will end well.
Tove looked pleased with herself. Then, she turned around unfairly easy, and started walking. Apparently expecting Hiccup to follow.
Carefully, he took a step. Ok, so far so good. Another step. Doing good. Then, he made the mistake of trying to walk as Tove did. Sure, he did good for the first two and half steps then…
Yah. You could say that Hiccup happened.
"Gah!" He cried out, as he miss stepped on the dry, rough bark. You could hear Tove sigh, then gracefully whip around, her hand wrapping around his splayed out leg, catching him just before he hit the ground. Hiccup looked up from his upside down, awkward position. He expected to maybe see Tove out of breath, or struggling with his weight but…no. She looked fine. Maybe the slightest bit annoyed but other than that, fine.
Hiccup let out a surprised gasp, as she let go of him. Luckily, and as she knew, he was only mere centimetres from the ground. So, he landed lightly on his shoulders, legs flopping down along with him. He was very lucky that the branch wasn't to far off the ground.
Tove crouched down on the branch, looking at him. With another sigh, she stated, "You Vikings are truly useless." Hiccup should have been offended, but instead he went along with the joke.
"What makes you think that?" She looked at him for a moment, then gestured to his current position.
"I don't know. Maybe's its yours skill levels." She pause for a second, then tapped her noggin. "Also's your heads level." Hiccup laughed a little at this. Its true though- Vikings tend to prefer brawn over brains.
Ok, so she has a humor. They could get along well, those two…
What a let down! I'm so mean! All that suspense for nothing! Well, that is if you even felt suspense. Sorry if this chapter is a bit shorter than others…I just thought it would be good to end it there. Otherwise, the chapter would start dragging on.
Also, sorry about the disappointment. But when you think about it…its only chapter three, and this is a mystery genre, so if I just solved the mystery all of the sudden…it just wouldn't work. Be patient though. All good things come to those who wait. J
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