It had been 2 months since the incident with Maverick. Since then, he has not changed his wardrobe, but he literally never changed it. He never changed clothes. Finally, Astrid and Hiccup, who had been training and exercising since, felt like they could challenge him.
Maverick and Vitani landed outside their home, Hiccup and Astrid were waiting.
Maverick: Hmm. Judging by your defiant postures and minor increase in strength, I assume you want to fight again. Fine, but Astrid's first.
Hiccup: *Whispering* You sure you can beat him?
Astrid: No, but it's not about winning. I've got a knife and I plan to tear that shirt off and see what's going on with him.
Maverick and Astrid began to circle each other. Astrid did a mock lunge, which Maverick didn't fall for. Then she reached and grabbed his sleeves. She tried to get him on the ground so she could remove the shirt without injury. Maverick reacted with cool efficiency. He stomped on Astrid's foot and kicked her shin. She let go to avoid further brutal blows.
Astrid's thoughts: He's better than I thought. I need to finish this and fast. Screw it. I'll deal with the reprimand later.
In the blink of an eye, Astrid drew the knife, and threw it. It impacted the right arm, and bounced right off.
Astrid and Hiccup froze. The blade bounced of his skin as if it were steel.
Maverick stood still for a moment, then rage could be seen in his eyes. He grabbed Hiccup before he came to his senses, he put Hiccup in the same pin as he did before.
Maverick: I trusted you, and you try and expose me!
Astrid: Just… what are you?
Maverick: IRRELEVANT! Now, I know you and him are into each other.
Astrid: Not true.
Maverick: How many times do I need to say it?! You can't lie to me! Now if you care about him, get on your knees and raise your hands above your head. *Astrid complies* Good. Now Hiccup. Say, 'I swear to Odin, Thor, and every other god, that it will never bother Maverick again or I shall go to Hel's doorstep when I die.
Hiccup: I just wanna help you Maverick: Whatever is going on, I, no we, can help.
Macerick: Say it.
Hiccup: No.
Maverick: Say it or I break this arm.
Hiccup: Astrid, what do you think?
Astrid inspects Maverick closely.
Astrid: *Whispers in Hiccup's ear* I think he's bluffing. Don't say it.
Hiccup: Don't say it?
Astrid: No.
Hiccup: Ok. Break it Maverick.
Maverick: Are you sure?
Hiccup: Do it.
Maverick pauses. It seems like he may not go through with it, when he suddenly drops his elbow on top of Hiccup's. Hiccup's elbow is bent down, and his arm is bent up.
Hiccup: AHHHH HE REALLY DID IT!?
Maverick: You're persistent. I'll give you that. Stupid, but persistent. I'll let you see what's happening.
Maverick slowly unbuttons his shirt. When he does, he unfasten his glove. He sheds both, and the true plight of the situation is revealed.