Chapter 3.
It had been a year since hiccup and Astrid left berk. They had gotten married on a small island near the south 3 weeks after the battle with the red death, living alone on a secluded island really sped up their relationship, that and they realized they were the only ones on the island.. They were also expecting a child soon. One day Astrid woke up heavily panting. She screamed. Hiccup woke up.
"oh- I- oh- think- oh- I think the baby's coming," she yelled.
Luckily, hiccup knew how to deliver a baby, and in 3 hours there lay Astrid on the bed, hiccup beside her, cradling their baby. It was a boy. He had rosy cheeks and blue-green eyes, a little wisp of auburn hair, little freckles running from the back of his cheeks to his nose, and a goofy-looking smile.
"he looks like you," Astrid laughed.
"yeah 'ccept he's not much of a fishbone," joked hiccup making them laugh.
"what are we going to name him?" asked Astrid.
"I don't know, right now I'm just hoping he grows out of those freckles," hiccup joked again.
"hey, you know, that's not a bad name," said Astrid.
"what?"
"Freckle,"
"oh, I was gonna suggest Brant, but I guess freckle works too."
"hmmm, you know I like Brant better, after all I really don't want him thinking we called him freckle as a joke, or because we hate him,"
"or because we believe in all that troll nonsense," added hiccup.
"exactly, but we can still call him freckles for fun, right?"
"oh yeah, just cause its not his name doesn't mean we can't call him that," and they both laughed.
By this point, young little brant had started to doze off, the sleep finally taking it's toll on him.
Back on berk.
"why aren't the dragon's attacking?" Stoick asked Gobber.
"I don't know, maybe when they left they took them with them," suggested Gobber.
"speaking of they, we're sending a ship to the triangular coast, there were reports of a mysterious black dragon flying round there around a year ago, we think it may be hiccup, but we need to send a ship out there to make sure," said Stoick.
"aah, uncle," said Snotlout walking in, "ready to go, I assume."
"yes Snotlout, I'm ready to go."
"good."
"don't worry, we'll deal with your cousin and bring home a soon-to-be bride fit for you."
"thank you uncle."
"now let's go, we set sail for Scab island immediately."
And they left.
3 weeks later
back on the island.
It had been 3 weeks since brant was born, and so far he seemed pretty manageable for the fourteen year olds(go to berks grapevine, it says in the first movie hiccup was 13). Every morning he woke up with a smile on his face, to be hugged and kissed by his parents who adored him, if possible, more than they adored each other. All was going well for the happy family
On scab island.
The ship from berk had docked.
"ah, Stoick," said the chief.
"Magnus, long time no see old friend," said Stoick.
"so what brings you round?"
"oh, we were just wonderin, by any chance has a young lad come by here, with a girl?"
"now that you mention it, around a year ago there were two young teenagers in love, wanted to get married, it seemed odd to get married so young, however since neither of their parent's were with 'em no one could object."
"say, may I ask what the boy looked like exactly?"
"well, he was around 5ft 7, skinny lad, with auburn hair, forest green eyes and a knack for creating things, the one thing I'll never forget was his smile, it was a goofy-looking smile, but it seemed to attract the girl."
"and the girl?"
"she was around 5ft 6, slim yet agile, good with weapons, blonde hair tired in a plait, and ice blue eyes, why?"
everyone in the boat's jaw's dropped. Astrid and hiccup were now legally binded.
"thank you for your time and hospitality, but we must be leaving now," said Stoick, and the ship took off, back to berk.
Back on the island.
It had now been six months since brant was born, and he was learning to crawl. He loved to crawl and often started wailing when lifted up.
"ok, he definitely got that from you," said hiccup while drawing on a large square-ish object.
"and what makes you say that?" asked Astrid.
"what? You mean other than the fact that you almost murder me every time I do something like doing the laundry?" asked hiccup with a smirk on his face.
"oh, ha ha, very funny," said Astrid walking over, "what'cha workin on?" she asked looking over his shoulder.
"just a family portrait," he replied.
She gave him a kiss and nuzzled him in the shoulder, then pushed him on the floor.
"hey-" he protested, but was silenced by a deep kiss.
"Astrid, what are you doing?" he murmured.
"enjoying being alone with my husband in like 'forever'," she replied kissing him again.
After a while of moving hands hiccup re-broke the kiss,
"Astrid wait, what about brant?"
"don't worry I got toothless to put him back into his crib," murmured Astrid.
That relieved hiccup a bit and let him be more intimate.
That night on berk
Stoick went to sleep that night and had a strange dream, he saw Astrid and hiccup laying on the floor, Astrid on top of hiccup kissing him deeply.
"Astrid we can't, what about Brant?" asked hiccup breaking the kiss.
'who's brant?' wondered Stoick.
"don't worry, toothless is taking care of him," replied Astrid kissing him again.
At these words hiccup visibly relaxed and the dream ended.
The morning sun shone high over berk. Everyone made their way to the great hall for breakfast. Stoick sat at his usual table with Spitelout, Sven, Glenda, Gobber and Snotlout.
"hey Stoick, something strange happened last night," said Gobber.
"we all had the same dream," said Spitelout.
"of Astrid and Hiccup," concluded Snotlout grumpily.
"you too?" asked Stoick.
"wait you also had that dream?" asked Gobber.
"what did it mean?" asked Glenda.
"and who's brant?" asked Snotlout.
"I have no clue, but I think it was a kind of vision into their life," said Stoick.
"but that makes no sense, Astrid was kissing him while lying on him," said Snotlout.
"hold up, I'm still trying to figure out who this brant, person is," said Gobber.
"and why they can't be intimate around him, I mean judging by the house's design, it's clearly theirs, I mean it had hiccup-y flair all over it, I mean it would've been less obvious to just write his name everywhere," said Gobber.
"well since they got married well over a year ago, there's always a chance that brant may be the name of their son," suggested Spitelout.
"hmmm, I wonder what he looks like," said Sven.
"well if he takes after Astrid he'll definitely have good looks, but if he takes after hiccup then there's disaster spelled over that poor boy's future," said Snotlout, who's answer was greeted with 'you know it's' and 'you bet's'.
and with that, breakfast was over.