A/N: And here we have Chapter 7, which is a continuation of the first chapter. Not a whole lot happens here, but I'm mostly setting up a future chapter (Chapter 9 to be specific). Anyways, enjoy and feel free to let me know what you think!


Eternity

It felt like it had been an eternity since Camicazi had seen anything besides the inside of this room. The walls were beginning to close in, and she was having a difficult time not succumbing to the madness. The isolation seemed to press against her from all around, creating a pressure in her chest that was threatening to explode at any minute.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhh!" she road in defiance as she stood up and kicked the wall.

Who did her mother think she was, putting her in time-out.

Camicazi started pacing, unable to stay still any longer and making sure to give the wall a good kick each time she walked back towards it. She needed to think of a way to get out of this room, but the guard her mother had posted at her door was making that slightly difficult. What, didn't her mother think she could trust her own daughter?

Well, seeing as how she had already tried to sneak out twice and failed, maybe the lack of trust was well placed. It still stung though. She hadn't really done anything wrong either. All she had done was set an island on fire.

But it was just a small island, so it was fine, right?

She really had to hand it to her new friend Hiccup; that fire had really done the trick on the plants sealing that door shut. When they got to the small island just off of the beach, she had taken him to the mysterious stone door. Hiccup then used some flint and tinder to set fire to the overgrowth that covered the entire entrance. Unfortunately, neither of them had realized just how flammable all of the surrounding plant life had been until the entire island was going up in smoke.

They had quickly put their boat in the water to make sure it didn't burn either and headed back to shore hoping to get back before anyone realized they had gone. Sadly, a giant inferno wasn't exactly inconspicuous. Their parents had found them as soon as they touched the shore.

She and Hiccup had tried to explain that they had been on a Quest, but her mother had just scowled and said they were too young to do any sort of questing. Stoick had just rolled his eyes and muttered something about his son's overactive imagination.

Camicazi had been sent to her room indefinitely, and Hiccup was confined to his father's ship for the rest of the visit. Frankly, as disappointed as she was that they never got inside the door, Camicazi was more upset that she couldn't see her new friend.

None of the other girls in her tribe had ideas nearly as fun as Hiccup's. They also usually didn't like going along with her crazy schemes because for some strange reason, they didn't like to get in trouble. Didn't they know they were Vikings? Trouble was an occupational hazard!

Thankfully though, Hiccup apparently didn't have as many qualms about getting in trouble, and even though thing's hadn't gone exactly as planned, today was the most fun she had had in a long time.

Still, she likely wouldn't get to see him again for a very long time if their parents had anything to say about it. She growled in annoyance. How long had she been in here? Certainly she would be let out for dinner, wouldn't she?

Suddenly, her door opened, and her mother's second in command, Hildegard, came in carrying a plate of food and some water.

"Oh come on!" Camicazi whined. "I can't even leave for dinner?"

Hildegard gave her a look. "You'll be lucky if your mother ever lets you out of the house again. You set an entire island on fire."

"But it wasn't our island!" Camicazi pleaded. "Look, I swear I'll never do it again, just let me eat at the Great Hall. I'll be good, I swear."

"Sorry lass, orders are orders. Now eat up, I'll be right outside." And with that, Hildegard set down the plate and left the room, leaving Camicazi alone once again. She heard Hildegard strike up a loud and apparently amusing conversation with someone else, because she heard the two adults start laughing.

Camicazi dejectedly plopped down on the floor. She grabbed the chicken leg off of her plate, but she was too depressed and couldn't bring herself to take a bite. Her mind wandered back to Hiccup. His father seemed even stricter than her mother, so he probably wouldn't be eating in the Great Hall either. Why did they have to be miserable just because of one little fire? It wasn't fair.

She felt her anger start to swell again, so stood up and walked over to the wall. She wound up and gave the wall one more mighty kick, hoping that this time it might actually feel satisfying.

Surprisingly it did, although not for the reason she expected. As her foot made contact with the wood, she suddenly felt it give. After a moment of just gaping at what she had done, Camicazi bent down to examine it closer. The board looked like it had a moldy patch about two feet from the bottom, and it was at that point that it had splintered, leaving the bottom portion of the board sticking outside the house and barely hanging on by a thread.

She grabbed the end of the board and snapped it off completely, looking at the hole that was just big enough for her to squeeze through.

Glancing back at the door, she realized that either Hildegard was too busy talking to have heard the wood break or she had just become too accustomed to Camicazi's tantrums to think much of it. Seizing the opportunity and thanking the gods that her room was on the first floor, Camicazi slipped through the hole, chicken still in hand, and started heading towards the Hooligan ships.

Nobody seemed to be around, but that was hardly a surprise as everyone else would be at the Great Hall feasting and celebrating. Walking in the moonlight, Camicazi turned towards the island that she and Hiccup had dubbed Door Island (they should probably think of a better name) and saw that it was still smoldering. Thankfully it was a very small island, so all of the plants had burned out rather quickly.

She soon found herself down by the docks. After wondering which ship Hiccup would be on, she decided to just try the biggest one. His father was the chief after all, so it would make sense that his ship was the biggest.

Once she got closer to the boat, Camicazi slowed down and moved as silently as she could. She stealthily pulled herself up the side of the boat and peered over the edge.

"Hrmph," she said as she realized that apparently Hiccup was trusted to stay put without having to employ guards. Ignoring this injustice, she pulled herself onto the deck and made her way to the tent at the middle of the ship. Sneaking a glance inside, she saw a miserable looking Hiccup picking at a burnt fish.

"I'll trade you," she said suddenly, holding out her own dinner that she had accidentally brought with her.

Hiccup nearly jumped three feet in the air. Whirling around, he spotted Camicazi and broke out into a grin.

"Camicazi!" he beamed, running over and giving her a hug. "I thought you were grounded?"

"Grounded, me?" she asked with mock offense. "Please, you can't keep a Bog Burglar under lock and key. Besides," she added with a sly grin, "you and me have some unfinished business."

"Huh?" Hiccup asked. "What do you mean?"

Camicazi just looked out towards Door Island and then back at Hiccup.

"Oh, oh no," he protested. "I'm already grounded indefinitely for that. We can't go back."

"But Hiccup," Camicazi pleaded, "we never got to see what was behind that door! Aren't you the least bit curious?"

Hiccup huffed. "Of course I'm curious, but we can't go back. We're already in too much trouble," he insisted.

"You just said that you were grounded indefinitely. How much worse can your punishment actually get?" Camicazi asked. "We're already in a ton of trouble, so what's one more thing?"

"Well…" Hiccup started. It was true, he couldn't really get in much more trouble than he already was. And as it stood now, his father wouldn't likely ever let him come back to Bog Island again, so shouldn't he do this while he still had the chance?

"As long as we're really quick," he said. "Just go there, see what's behind the door, then come back before anyone knows we're gone. And no setting anything on fire. Deal?"

"Deal!" Camicazi exclaimed. "Now come on, I know where there's another row boat we can use."

And with that, they both ran out of the tent and jumped onto the docks, the spirit of adventure and camaraderie strong within both of them.