Hiccup sat straight up in bed, his plan bursting into his brain. The Terrors were chirping, Gronckles lazily buzzing, it was one of those rare, beautiful days on Berk. But today was not just any day. Today was the day. He was going to do it.
Hiccup bolted out of his bed, haphazardly throwing on his clothes and attaching his leg. His mind buzzed with happiness but anxiety still had its looming grip on his mind. For today was the day that he, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, would be asking the Hoffersons for their daughters hand. Well his dad technically would… only because the parents talked over this stuff… Hiccup would be telling his father that it was time to ask them.
He shook the crushing fear of rejection out of his mind as he thundered down the stairs where his father had just entered through the door.
"Ah, Good morning son!" He said cheerily, clasping his hands together and smiling widely.
"Hey dad." Hiccup said but took a deep breath, getting ready to tell his father. Little did he know, Stoick was doing the exact same thing.
"I have something to tell you." The two said, almost exactly at the same time. The two looked at each other in confusion.
"You go first." Yet again in unison. Not only was it getting weird, it was annoying.
Father and son awkwardly did hand gestures to one another, trying to determine who would go first.
Stoick and Hiccup both drew in deep breathes, thinking they were the one that was going to speak first.
(Stoick is in bold just cause I had no idea how to do this part)
"I'm- Everything's -ready to- arranged! -get married."
Both looked at each other, their eyebrow raised, not knowing what the other had said.
"Ok, you go first." Hiccup said.
Stoick smiled broadly before speaking.
"Everything's arranged."
"Wait- What?" Hiccup asked, completely bewildered.
"Just this morning, I talked with the Hoffersons, you'll be married in a months time!" Stoick practically buzzed with excitement as his son stared at him in shock.
"Everything's arranged?" Hiccup echoed in a questioning tone.
"Yes!" Stoick answered, stoking the fire that was ever burning in the center of the house.
Hiccup opened and closed his mouth, thinking but not able to formulate the words.
This was not supposed to go like this. Wasn't the whole plan of letting Hiccup decide when the right time was? Well sure this was the right time, he was even about to tell his father.
"Didn't we agree tha I could decide when?" Hiccup asked, whining a bit.
"Hiccup, I want grandchildren before I die and at the rate you were goin', I won't get any!" He said with a small laugh, making Hiccup get extremely embarrassed.
"Well- ok- I'm just going to-" Hiccup stuttered, trying to formulate coherent sentences and failing.
Hiccup stumbled around in an awkward circle, flailing his arms dramatically, unsure of what to do or say as his father watched him, mildly worried something was happening to Hiccup.
"Astrid! Wait… does- Astrid- does she know?" Hiccup asked, already getting the feeling that she didn't, mostly because if she did know, she'd be at his front door by now.
Stoick smiled broadly and stood up. He quickly walked over to Hiccup and put a hand on his shoulder.
"You get to tell her." Stoick told him, extremely happy.
Hiccup did hand motions to himself, unable to think straight.
"Son, if you don't stop that, the Hoffersons will think you've gone round the bend." Stoick said sternly.
"Dad… I get to tell her?" Hiccup asked, incredibly excited and slightly terrified.
"Did you not put you ears on this morning?" Stoick said with a laugh, ruffling his son's hair. "Aye, you do."
"Well… It was great talking to you, dad… but I- well- bye." Hiccups said, practically running out the door.
His father watched after him and laughed a bit to himself. That boy was such a mess but Stoick knew that he was ready.
This wasn't going exactly according to plan. But maybe it took a little bit of the edge off… Hiccup ran his hand through his shaggy, auburn hair as he slowed his pace and began to walk slowly, deep in thought.
Well, there was technically nothing left for him to do… Besides tell Astrid… But when? And how?
He couldn't just walk up to her and be like, hey, we're getting married, ok see ya.
Hiccup needed help, and fast. If he waited too long, perhaps Stoick would also take this matter into his hands… and if Astrid found out that he had known for a bit before her…. Hiccup shuddered a little, just thinking about that.
His eyes traveled down the sloping stairs and landed on Mead Hall. The other guys would most likely be in there.
Tomorrow was the big day for Rosethorn and Fishlegs but today was the day that Fishlegs had to go into a grave.
Fishlegs, the one that someone could send into a panic attack just by jumping out from behind a door, had to go into a place with a dead person. Not only that, he had to steal from said dead person.
The other guys were already getting ready to scare Fishlegs, as it was common that this might happen.
Tuffnut and Snotlout had told Hiccup the plan. It consisted of the two of them, covered in paint or something, he couldn't remember exactly what they had told him, so that they would look like ghosts.
Ruffnut desperately wanted to join in, but this was a strict, men only tradition, which left her in pouts.
Hiccup was soon at the bottom of the stairs and soon his hands were opening the grand doors of Mead Hall.
Hiccup found the boys sitting at a lone table. Tuffnut and Snotlout were telling a whiter than snow Fishlegs what could happen. Like the person he had to take the sword from could eat him, or the grave mound could collapse in on itself, etc.
Fishlegs practically jumped out of his seat as Hiccup sat down, not aware that he had come in.
"Easy there." Hiccup said with a small laugh. "A little nervous?"
"No-no, why would I be nervous? It's not like I have to take something from a corpse and then be haunted for the rest of my life." Fishlegs answered sarcastically.
Hiccup rolled his eyes as Snotlout and Tuffnut kept snickering to themselves about their plan.
Then it hit him.
Astrid Hofferson, thee Astrid Hofferson, would be his wife. The most beautiful, smart, sassy Viking girl would be with him and he couldn't help think about how lucky he was.
Hiccup sighed happily, even though this wasn't exactly how he imagined it would go, he still couldn't wait to see the look on Astrid's face.
"What are you so smiley about?" Tuffnut asked with a confused look.
"Who? Me? Oh, nothing really." Hiccup said quickly.
All the boys gave him a sideways look before Tuffnut and Snotlout resumed pestering Fishlegs.
"Hey guys, I-uhm… I need to ask you guys something…" Hiccup said, his voice cracking slightly.
Tuffnut and Snotlout stopped making faces and describing the bloody corpses and Fishlegs stopped shaking for a moment to hear what Hiccup had to say.
Hiccup thought over what he wanted to say and decided to not exactly what was happening. Tuffnut and Snotlout would definitely tell Astrid and Fishlegs could barely keep secrets.
"Well, uhm… ok, so I know something… that Astrid doesn't know about exactly… and it's… somewhat important… and I need to tell her…" Hiccup told them vaguely.
"Wow, too much detail." Tuffnut said, rolling his eyes.
"Just help me." Hiccup said pleadingly.
"Is it a good secret or did you mess up and killed someone kinda secret?" Snotlout asked.
"Why would I kill someone?!" Hiccup asked in shock.
"I don't watch you all the time, who knows what you do." Snotlout answered with a shrug.
"I didn't kill anyone… and it's good news." Hiccup said slowly, a bit unsure of himself.
"Good news or not, I'd tell her as soon as possible." Fishlegs said thoughtfully.
Hiccup nodded. Keeping things from Astrid was hard enough as it is but he couldn't wait to tell her.
He opened his mouth to say something as the girls walked in, Astrid and Ruffnut looking gloomy because they didn't get to go with the guys. Rosethorn trudged in, her hair making it obvious that she just woke up. She slumped down next to Fishlegs, barely even looking at him before putting her head on the table and groaned.
Hiccup sat up straight as Astrid walked towards him and his eyes went wide. He needed to act as nonchalant as possible to ensure that Astrid wouldn't find out.
"Someone made us late…" Ruffnut said, taking a seat next to Snotlout and jerking her head to Rosethorn.
"You look amazing this morning." Snotlout said sarcastically as he leaned across the table.
Without looking up, Rosethorn picked up Fishlegs's mug and threw it at Snotlout, which made him fall out of his seat.
"Uhg." Snotlout said, holding his nose as Ruffnut and Tuffnut cackled. Ruffnut soon grabbed onto his arm and helped him back into his seat.
Fishlegs smiled before realizing Rosethorn wasn't moving. She was asleep.
"Rosie?" He said, prodding her shoulder slightly.
"Give me… 5 minutes…." Rosethorn mumbled.
"Good morning, Hiccup." Astrid said as she wrapped her arm around his.
"Oh- Astrid! Good morning- Astrid! How- morning… heh…" his response was a wreck as Astrid gave him a funny look and the rest of the group looked moderately concerned, except Rosethorn, she was asleep again.
Tuffnut smirked and picked up his mug, holding it over Rosethorn's head. Everyone at the table violently shook their heads.
Tuffnut's smile only widened as he poured the water on Rosethorn, making Rosethorn sit bolt upright with a gasp.
"That was a very bad decision." Fishlegs informed Tuffnut as Rosethorn gave him a death glare.
Tuffnut's smile faded as Rosethorn reached over and yanked his hair, making his helmet fall off as he groaned in pain.
"Oh, I am hurt, I am very much hurt!" Tuffnut squealed, holding his head.
"You deserved it." Rosethorn growled, wringing out her hair.
Grimhilda walked through the doors next, giving Tuffnut one look before kissing him on the head, which made him stop moaning and smile.
"Awe" She cooed, holding his face in her hands as he melted.
While Tuffnut was distracted, Ruffnut and Snotlout exchanged glances, smirking a bit. The events prior had been almost forgotten and things had gotten back to normal between them. Well… almost.
Snotlout seemed to never be able to take his eyes off her, even when she had that devilish grin of chaos on her face, she looked beautiful. He would always shake his head and wonder where those thoughts had come from, but would soon forget and the cycle would continue.
Ruffnut found she was being nicer to Snotty, who was usually the butt of some of her jokes. Like she had helped him up and had been genuinely worried that his nose was broken. This however didn't stop her from inflicting pain on him, but lessened the extent of torture.
"Loser." Snotlout coughed which made Ruffnut snicker. Everyone at the table was doing their own thing now; Astrid was giving Hiccup looks as his eyes shot everywhere but her. Fishlegs was watching as Rosethorn managed to stand up and stumble off to get breakfast, and Tuffnut and Grimhilda were doing one ooey gooey thing or another.
"Hiccup, are you ok? You seem a little on edge today…" Astrid whispered. Uh oh, Hiccup knew he could never keep anything big from astrid to begin with but apparently his acting skills were not what he thought they'd be.
"Oh, I'm fine! Who says I'm on edge? Cause I'm not! I'm more on middle…. Just ducky." Where did that word come from? Dad had said that once and oh my gods, she could see right through me, Hiccup thought nervously as Astrid looked at him with some concern.
Maybe a topic change would work, Hiccup thought, trying to force his brain to function as nervousness set in.
"So uhm… What were we saying about you getting eaten?" Hiccup asked Fishlegs, trying to do a casual pose but ending up looking like someone bent his arms the wrong way.
Fishlegs gave him a glare as Rosethorn sat back down, cup and scone in hand as she sleepily began to eat.
"Nothings gonna happen to you, you know that, right?" Rosethorn said, becoming a little less tired but not taking her focus off her food.
"You don't know that." Fishlegs said, crossing his arms.
"You're being ridiculous. Besides, they have to do it when they're gonna get married." Rosethorn told him, motioning to the three other boys who immediately got a bit paler.
"Shit…" Snotlout said under his breath.
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Why did Vikings have to have the most horrible traditions? Fishlegs thought to himself as he walked through the burial mound. This particular one was the one Fishlegs's grandfather was buried in, but this was not his ideal way to see family again…
Spider webs clung to the ceiling and walls of the tiny tunnel. Fishlegs had to hunch over just to be able to walk.
In no time at all the skeleton came into view, and Fishlegs thought he would scream. It wasn't the gory, half decayed body he thought he'd have to steal from but this still was not exactly what he wanted to be doing.
The skeletons arms were crossed with the sword entangled in the bones. It took Fishlegs several minutes just to inch closer to it; afraid the skeleton would reanimate itself and attack him.
Rosethorn would definitely love this as a wedding gift… Fishlegs thought sarcastically to himself, wondering what she was doing at the moment.
He quickly pulled out the cloth that he had brought with him. There was not way in hell that he'd touch that thing, it was probably extremely unsanitary.
Fishlegs squeaked a bit as he put the cloth on the sword, hoping to the gods that nothing would go wrong.
Oh gods, oh gods, this was so gross… He gently picked up the hilt of the sword, squirming a bit in disgust. Just as he was about to remove it from the skeleton's grasp, a shriek came from above him, which caused him to scream as bats flew down.
Fishlegs jerked the sword away, successfully ripping the skeleton's arm off. He desperately wanted to leave but he didn't want to leave his grandfather armless…
"Sorry, sorry, bats…" He whispered as he attempted to put the arm back but he flinched every time his hand came near it.
He had no more cloth and the stress of the situation was getting to him. He lunged and picked up the arm and flung it back onto the table like pedestal the rest of the skeleton was laid on as he screamed and ran back down the tunnel, successfully hitting his head on the door to the outside.
Snotlout and Tuffnut had their make up on and were standing in front of the doorway, ready to scare the daylights out of Fishlegs. But they found out they were a little late as Fishlegs plowed into them, furiously wiping his hands on his shirt.
Fishlegs immediately sat down, putting the sword down and attempting to shake off the fear of what had just happened.
"Uhg, you are such a baby." Snotlout sneered, picking himself off the ground.
"Yeah." Tuffnut said as he glared at Fishlegs.
Hiccup and Fishlegs glared at the two.
"If you push them in, I'll lock it." Hiccup offered.
"That's too mean…" Fishlegs whispered back.
"Did you see a ghost Fishlegs?" Snotlout asked in a mocking voice.
"Or your mom?!" Tuffnut laughed and soon the two were holding their sides. Ok it was mean, but they most definitely deserved it.
Fishlegs stood up as Tuffnut and Snotlout mimicked him, saying how he sounded like a girl. They hadn't even noticed that Fishlegs had walked over until he had both by the back of their shirts, and shoved them through the large doors as Hiccup closed it.
Soon Snotlout was banging on the door, sounding angry, until Tuffnut wandered down and found the skeleton. This made the boys furiously pound on the doors, both screaming. Soon tears and wails followed and Hiccup let them out.
Snotlout and Tuffnut ran full speed out the door and back to the village to find Ruffnut and Grimhilda.
"That was the worst thing I have ever done…" Fishlegs muttered, his eyes wide as he recounted the events. Hiccup wasn't sure if he was talking about getting the sword or putting Snotlout and Tuffnut inside the grave.
"Thanks for the reassurance, it's not like I have to do that soon." Hiccup said, but his eyes went wide as he realized what he had said. Maybe Fishlegs wouldn't pick up on it.
Luckily he didn't as they trudged back, Fishlegs bringing the sword home before furiously scrubbing his hands to rid himself of the skeleton bacteria.
Hiccup, on the other hand, went to the forge because that's where he did most of his thinking.
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"Last day of being a free woman, how are you doing?" Astrid asked, as Rosethorn carried her chest into the new house. Today was dedicated to moving her things into the house as Fishlegs had already moved all of his belongings.
"I'm fine…" Rosethorn answered not really paying attention to Astrid as she focused on not dropping the chest.
The house had been finished several days prior. It was three rooms, which was more than enough. It had the kitchen, which was also the living room, a teeny tiny room with a bathtub and the bedroom. Mr. Ingerman had said something about building it up once they started having kids, which left Fishlegs and Rosethorn rather red in the face.
The dragon pen was outside, big enough for both Meatlug and Smaug and there was an outhouse as well, so she couldn't really complain.
"I can't wait until Hiccup and I get married…" Astrid said dreamily, sitting down at the new table that the Bardsons had provided for the house.
"Yeah, we know, the whole world will stay still as you walk down the aisle, Thor will be sitting in the front row along with Freya to bless your marriage." Ruffnut said sarcastically as she carried in a spinning wheel and dropped it, much to Rosethorn's annoyance.
"Then everyone will cry because you look so beautiful." Rosethorn snickered and Ruffnut joined in as Astrid huffed.
"I'm aloud to want it to be perfect." Astrid told them, standing up and giving both a punch in the arm, which just made them laugh louder.
"Maybe you can get a Terror to flutter down and place the ring on your finger." Rosethorn said as she went outside and returned with a bookcase.
"Be quiet." Astrid said as she blew her bangs out of her face.
Rosethorn giggled as she set the bookcase next to Fishlegs's.
"We're sorry you have too high of hopes for your wedding." Ruffnut chimed in, setting off another round of snickers.
"If I ever get married…" Astrid said, sitting back down.
"Astrid, stop worrying about everything and just let things happen on their own time." Rosethorn said, nudging the bookshelf to the right because it looked funny.
"I guess… but the person we should be worried about is Ruffnut." Astrid teased as Ruffnut sat down at the table as well.
"Why would you be worried about me?" Ruffnut asked, not following.
"Tuffnut has a girlfriend before you have a boyfriend, I'd be very worried." Astrid said.
Ruffnut's eyes widened as the realization hit her. Her idiot brother had managed to find love before her.
"Crap…" Ruffnut said quietly. Everything was a competition between the siblings and now Tuffnut was winning.
"Yeah, and what about Snotlout? Like I thought Spitelout would be all over the place trying to arrange marriage for his son…" Rosethorn added.
"Oh, yeah, Snotface told me that his dad is just letting him figure it out cause the only other girl our age is Grim but she's already called dibs on butt-elf." Ruffnut said, as the other two girls looked at one another.
There was another girl their age that was single, and that was Ruffnut… maybe Spitelout didn't want the girl who blew up Mead hall last year to be his daughter in law, so Astrid and Rosethorn didn't bring it up.
"Man, this is going to be too weird." Astrid said, motioning to the house.
"Tell me about it." Rosethorn said as she finally took a seat herself.
"Hey, at least you'll have a man-servant." Ruffnut said with a shrug.
"Fishlegs is not my "man-servant"." Rosethorn said, rolling her eyes.
"But you could literally make him do anything you want cause you'll be his wife." Ruffnut said, somewhat disappointed that Rosethorn was not using her power to its full potential.
"Just cause we're getting married doesn't mean he has to do everything I tell him to." Rosethorn said.
"He should if he knows what's good for him." Ruffnut muttered.
"You have a very skewed view on marriage." Rosethorn said, not believing how ridiculous Ruffnut was.
"I live my life how I want to." Ruffnut said in return.
The girls were quiet for a moment as everything became very real. Tomorrow Rosethorn was getting married, and not only was it scary for her; the other girls were worried for their friend.
"Nervous?" Astrid asked.
"Maybe a little bit." Rosethorn answered quietly.
"C'mon, everything will be fine." Ruffnut said, patting Rosethorn's arm. The fact the Ruffnut was being understanding and kind meant that this was actually happening.
"Yeah, I mean Fishlegs is a nice guy… and he pretty much loves you even though he only admitted to liking you, I mean, you should see the ring he picked-" Astrid stopped mid-sentence, forgetting that she wasn't even supposed to know what the rings looked like. But she was nosy and Hiccup could only take so much pleading until he caved.
"Sorry… little off topic…" Astrid said with an embarrassed smile.
"We should probably go, we're technically not even supposed to be in here…" Astrid said, standing up and Ruffnut did the same.
"Hey, do you want to go to Mead hall?" Ruffnut offered.
"No, I have one reptilian baby that is not happy about sharing a living space and I need to take care of that." Rosethorn said standing up as well.
The girls parted ways, promising to see each other again before tomorrow came and Rosethorn headed to her house.
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"Were you crying?" Ruffnut smiled maliciously as she eyed Snotlout.
"No, why would I be crying?" He said, wiping his eyes a bit, remembering how terrifying the event before was.
Tuffnut was telling Grimhilda how he had single-handedly fought of five zombies at once. Grimhilda seemed to believe it as she paid very close attention to him.
Hiccup had chosen to let the moment come to him as he walked alongside Astrid. They found Tuffnut and Snotlout with Grimhilda and Ruffnut in Mead hall and they sat down.
Snotlout gave Hiccup a look of death and seemed to be steaming as Hiccup hid behind the table a bit.
"What happened?" Ruffnut asked, wondering why Tuffnut and Snotlout had sprinted back into the village.
"Fishlegs and I locked them into a grave." Hiccup said with a bit of a laugh. Perhaps it wasn't that funny but they had cried.
"Oh, where is he? I want to see the sword!" Astrid said as Ruffnut nodded.
"I have no idea…" Hiccup answered. Fishlegs was probably moving the last of his things into the new house or was with Meatlug.
"Astrid, I was wondering if you would like to go flying?" Hiccup asked hopefully.
"I would love to." Astrid said with a smile.
The two fetched their dragons and soon they were soaring together, Hiccup mesmerized by how beautiful Astrid looked.
He could tell that soon, soon he would tell her, but for now, he just wanted to spend a little time with Astrid before the village blows up with news that they're getting married.
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"Go IN, you featherless bird!" Rosethorn grunted, trying to push Smaug into the pen/shed dragon home.
He absolutely refused to live in there as he had to share, and Smaug hated sharing things with others that were not Rosethorn.
"Look, Meatlug looks perfectly happy!" Rosethorn said in exasperation as Meatlug waddled in and out of her new home. Meatlug perked up at the sound of her name and walked over to Smaug, nudging him into the pen.
"See, Meatlug want's to live with YOU. How could you refuse a face like this?" Rosethorn walked up to Meatlug and put her cheek against her face, making her eyes big and Meatlug did the same.
"You like Meatlug, remember? C'mon, you'll get used to it." Rosethorn said, giving Meatlug a pat and attempting to lead Smaug into the pen.
She finally convinced Smaug to step inside and quickly showed him around the large dragon house.
"Look, you don't even need to share a bed with Meatlug, you both get your own." Rosethorn told him. "Go on, lay down."
Smaug didn't move and rumbled slightly before inching towards the flattened hay and furs. He lay down, looking uneasy but soon was curled up, very comfortable.
"I told you." Rosethorn said triumphantly.
Meatlug waddled past Rosethorn and plopped herself next to Smaug. He gave a very annoyed look as she cuddled up next to him and he growled as if to say that this was his room. Meatlug soon fell asleep and Smaug humored her by lying down as well.
Rosethorn clasped her hands together, seeing the cuteness of the scene before her.
She didn't even hear him walk in until he was practically beside her.
"Aw, look how cute they are." Fishlegs said with a smile, making Rosethorn jump a bit.
"C'mon, let's go." Rosethorn said, tugging on his arm and walking out.
"Ok, no interspecies dragons." Fishlegs told Smaug seriously.
Smaug lifted his head and rolled his large, mismatch eyes as Fishlegs gave him the "I'm watching you" hand motion and followed Rosethorn.
"Did you get all your stuff moved in?" He asked her quietly as she picked up some of her books and started arranging them on her bookshelf.
"Almost, I just need to get that stupid loom in…" She muttered, it was too big for her to carry.
Fishlegs had easily managed to pick it up and set it down inside before she had even finished talking.
"Oh, thank you." Rosethorn said quietly. "How was the sword thing?"
"It wasn't that bad…" Fishlegs fibbed.
Rosethorn turned around and put her hand on her hip, he was a terrible liar.
"Ok, it was the worst experience I have ever had." He told her, picking up his books and put them on his shelf.
"Well, stealing from graves isn't really what I would call a fun activity to begin with." Rosethorn said with a smirk.
"I had to do it for you, you know." Fishlegs said, helping her put books on the top of the bookshelf where she couldn't reach.
"Thank you for getting me a corpse sword… how am I supposed to get those down if I want to read them?" She asked him as he set another book on the top.
"Uhm… I don't know… you can just ask me to get it for you." He said grinning.
Rosethorn huffed before walking over and slouching down in a kitchen chair.
"Fishlegs… are you nervous? Like at all?" Rosethorn asked him.
He turned around and gave her a look, wondering if she was all right herself.
"Yeah…" He answered, walking over and sitting down next to her as the chair he was in creaked slightly.
"Ok good, then I'm not the only one." Rosethorn said relieved.
"Rosie, it's gonna be ok… I mean we can make it work." Fishlegs said, sitting back in his chair.
"Fish?"
"Yeah?"
"If it was your choice… would you… would you actually marry me?" Rosethorn asked quietly.
Fishlegs widened his eyes. The girl that he had a crush on since forever was asking if he would marry her, only an idiot would say no.
"Rose, I don't know what you think about all this… but I kinda told you I lov- like you a couple days ago… yeah, I would if I got the choice." He said as equally as quietly and waited for her to answer. He couldn't believe he had almost said that, but she seemed to not have heard it.
Rosethorn smiled a bit.
"I'd marry you if I got the choice, well I am marrying you but you understand." She told him.
"Wait really?" Fishlegs asked in surprise.
"No Fishlegs, I actually want to marry Snotlout, boohoo you've ruined my plans." Rosethorn said with a laugh.
"Thanks."
They sat in silence for a couple seconds and Fishlegs eyes wondered before landing on the door to the bedroom. He had successfully blocked out any and all worries about… that area, until now. Everything about this was so weird to begin with and the worry about the wedding night only piled on more stress.
"C'mon, even though it's gonna be weird, everything will end up alright…" Rosethorn said quietly as she had caught his worried expressions when he looked at the door. It just hit her that she was not the only one that was worried about… that area…
"Ok, I need to go, I'll see you tomorrow." Rosethorn said, standing up and placing a kiss on his cheek. His hand immediately went to the spot that she had kissed him. He would never get used to that, even though she had kissed him on the cheek day's prior, it always felt like the first time.
"Goodnight." He said quietly as she left.
"Oh, and Fishlegs?" Rosethorn said as she stopped in the doorway.
"Yeah?"
"I know that you almost said that you love me." Rosethorn said with a smirk. Fishlegs went a bit red and looked at his feet.
"But it's ok, I love you too." Rosethorn said and walked away.
Fishlegs head shot up and he fell out of his chair trying to follow her out of the door. But before he could talk to her about this, she was gone, as she had already ran back to her house as Smaug and Meatlug snoozed together and Fishlegs was left standing like an idiot outside, completely bewildered.
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Hey guys! first off, i want to say how sorry i am that this is soooo late
I've just had a ton of work to do and some writers block, but I typed this out as fast as I could just so that I could give y'all something cause I felt terrible for making you wait so long.
Hey, so I tried to do more Hiccstrid in this chapter as well as more rufflout, though subtle amounts… do not fret, there is actually a shit ton of Hiccstrid about to get here, sorry for the wait.
Also, I've told you guys about this a zillion and one times already, but if you some what find my writing tolerable, you should check my tumblr. Yeah, that's right, I said it again. even if you don't have a tumblr, you can check it out. Just go to the little linkaroo on my profile page and there you have it folks. I got me some drabbles, a cute story about the gang going to the beach (it's modern au btw), and so on, plus some terrible art that I draw… Oh, and my requests box is open, so feel free to drop writing requests, and if you don't have a tumblr, you can still leave stuff but it'll be on anon.
I'm running short on time, so I can't do the Review Reviews I normally do (sorry!) so here is just a cluster fudge (tried to keep that not as potty mouth-ish) of all the answers to the reviews all mashed together. Hell yeah, taking them all out in one go.
But first, the names of the angels that left me reviews (yall still get your names up here so yay)
HideousZippleback (I thouroghly enjoy your url)
Angelic915
HTTYDloverrrrrr
non-heinous (Thanks for the lovely review babe!)
Angryhenry
lok-atla-love
samsamwww (yo, I answered your questions below)
labratgwenpiper
and of course the Guests
ok, numero Uno:
samsamwww: I just had to answer this cause you asked questions and stuff so yes, here we go. Ok yes, I know that Hiccup is tallest in the movie. I tried to keep all the movie heights but I changed Fishlegs cause I always thought he'd be the tallest, I mean look at him. Also, we don't actually know if Hiccup is the oldest but I have this headcanon that a few other people have I believe. Snotlout was born before Hiccup, which also mean that if Hiccup wasn't born, Snotlout is the son of the second of command, so he got it in his thick skull, that he would be chief if Hic wasn't born. That's partially why he used to hate him. Yeah, no double weddings, sorry, but their wedding is coming up actually… and yes, Hiccup is blessed but, personally, Fishlegs is my fave babe, he's such a dork and not a ton of people like him but eh…
Thanks for all the beautiful asks, I love you guys. Stay tuned for next time, I reckon there'll be a wedding (well duh there is) and a load of Hiccstrid.