A/N : I was so excited to write this :D awkward conversations can make my day. Also, all my reviewers, THANK YOU(:
Also, did anyone else notice how awkward Stoick is? Like in the movie when he tries to have father-son bondage, they're both stuttering and as he leaves, he knocked a shitload of stuff down. So. Now we all now where Hiccup got it ;)
Disclaimer : I own nothing.
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Boy Talk:
"Damn," Hiccup murmured as he accidentally burned himself. He was currently at work in the forge, even at the early hour, trying to build a new design for his prosthetic. Right now, he was really wishing Gobber would come soon to give him a hand. So, when he heard someone enter, that's who he assumed it was.
When he looked up to find Stoick, however, he was a little surprised. No matter how proud Stoick was of his son, things could still get awkward when they tried to really talk. "Uh," Hiccup said. "Gobber's not here yet."
"I know. I was looking for you."
De ja vu, Hiccup thought, but sat down at his desk to hear what his father had to say. It was silent for a long momet.
"Er... Gobber actually put me up to this. Said I should have had this conversation with you a while ago about it... but there was never really a reason... so..." Stoick scratched his beard, wondering where he should start.
"O-okay. What is it?" Hiccup asked.
His father sighed. "Well... you and Astrid have been dating for a while... and as relationships develop, other things happen to come up..."
Hiccup's eyes widened when he realized what this little talk was going to be about. "Oh, no, Dad. I-I think I already know enough about that. Really. We had this talk before... I know there's no stork," he said with an uncomfortable laugh.
"Yes, we have," Stoick agreed. "But we never really talked about safety... and waiting until you're married... and—"
The boy's head hit the desk as he slumped forward, wishing that a hole would consume him as his father kept speaking. "Seriously, Dad. I think I know the basics and... everything."
"Oh."
There was an extremely awkward silence in which Hiccup and Stoick just stared at eachother. Suddenly, Hiccup rose quickly.
"Well. I promised that I'd go fishing with the, uh, guys. So... see you later?"
Stoick nodded quickly, standing up fast. "Right! Uh, good talk, son." With that, he swept out of the room, and the clashing of metal could be heard along with a few swears.
Hiccup sighed. No, he and his girlfriend weren't quite on that level yet, but no way would his father know when—and if—it happened. Knowing he couldn't concentrate on much of anything right now, he headed out. Maybe a day with his new friends would be a good thing.
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Hiccup sat on a boat with Snotlout, Tuffnut, and Fishlegs. They all had fishing poles, and all were pretty unsuccessful in catching anything.
"So," Tuffnut said. "What made you wanna go fishing with us?" he asked Hiccup.
He grimaced, thinking about the conversation with his father that day. "I-It's nothing. Just... my dad."
"What happened?" asked Fishlegs, sounding concerned.
"He, uh," Hiccup started, "he wanted to have that 'talk' with me."
Snotlout, for the first time since they had boarded the small boat, perked up. "Gods, this is priceless! Did ya learn anything?" he teased, snickering at him. Tuffnut joined in.
"Ha ha, very funny. And no, I didn't. It was just... awkward," Hiccup said.
"Well, don't worry about it. You'll never get laid, anyway," Snotlout replied.
Tuffnut laughed at him. "Neither will you! Let's face it, Astrid and my sister are the only girls around our age here. So that means we gotta wait until travelers arrive, or we have to leave. It sucks."
Snotlout grumbled and it was silent again, until, "So, is she any good?"
Hiccup choked a little bit. "At what? Wait, never mind. Don't answer that." He abandoned his fishing pole to go look in the bags for some water.
"Is the great Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III not getting any?" Snotlout said with a laugh.
Tuffnut added, "Your dad has nothing to worry about."
"I'm lost," Fishlegs said. "What are we talking about?"
"Hiccup's still a virgin."
"...Oh."
"Thanks so much for summing that up," Hiccup said sarcastically, finally finding the canteen and taking a large gulp. "At least I have a girlfriend. You two don't have anything. Fishlegs is closer to having one than you two, for the gods' sakes!"
"Hey!"
"Sorry, 'Legs. But, hey, that's a good thing."
The two other boys were silent and Hiccup smiled, know he'd won this round.
"So how far have you guys gotten?"
"Tuff! Why would you ask that?"
"We all wanna know," Snotlout added. "And, as the ladies' man that you are, you've had to have gotten somewhere."
It was typical that his words would be thrown back at him like that.
Before Hiccup could answer, a crack of thunder was heard from above the teenagers. Hiccup grinned. Looked like the gods were on his side, after all.
"So... we done here?"
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Later that evening, a boy and a girl were sitting on a hilltop. The night was dark, but neither of them seemed to mind.
"How was your day?" the boy asked.
The blonde girl shrugged. "Hung out with Ruffnut." In the darkness, he could barely make out the grimace. "How about you?"
"Hung out with the guys," he answered. "Had an interesting talk with my dad, too."
"Really? Me and my mom had an... enlightening conversation, too."
"What was it about, Astrid?"
"You first, Hiccup."
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A/N : If you couldn't tell, this chapter and the last took place on the same day. And this was surprisingly hard to write! I obviously don't have any man-to-man talks, so I wouldn't know what happens.
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