COTk: I am almost coming to the kind of exciting part in this little fic-lette. Hopefully it really is as exciting as my brain-lump says it is. Thanks to Graffiti-Kami for the help, and I swear, I'll have that picture out soon! As always, enjoy your faces off! Okay, so maybe that one's new... But still, the message is the same. And, if anyone has any fic requests, I am completely open to writing you something! You just have to ask for them first!

Ch 7 Uglithugs and Hairy Hooligans

Back in the car, after about an hour of driving, Hiccup looked towards Jack. Who had gone silent shortly after starting to Burgess. He so wanted to know what was up. But, really, it wasn't any of his business, so he forced the words back down every time he almost asked.

The silence was so thick, that when Jack's phone began beeping loudly, both boys jumped violently.

"Mr. Horrendous?" Jack asked after reading the message, holding the phone in his lap and looking at Hiccup. He waited silently for Hiccup to acknowledge him, and when he was given a nod, he said, "my dad wants to know if you'd like to come over for Christmas dinner. If you don't have plans already."

Hiccup thought this over for a moment before smiling, "No, I don't have any plans. And yes, I'd be happy to go. If," He paused to look out of the window as another vehicle sped past them, grumbling something under his breath before continuing, "if you would come to Snoggletog."

"Sn- what?"

"Snoggletog. Stupid name, I know. Basically, it's like Yule. Only with more yelling, more big hairy people who only know how to talk with their fists. And they'll most likely be drunk after the first half hour. That's always interesting, to say the least." That whole statement was laced with pure sarcasm. And Jack could't help but to laugh at it.

"Not to mention fun... When is it?"

"The twenty-first. So you got a whole week to mentally prepare yourself..."

"I'm in. Just know though, that you also have a week and two days to prepare yourself."

"For what?"

"Spoilers dude."

"Oh come on!" Hiccup yelled quietly, earning the biggest shit-eating grin that Jack could muster. He mumbled something under his breath that Jack couldn't hear, smiling. Then added, "Jerk."

"Huge, smelly jerk."

"Huge, smelly, non-singing jerk."

"Stop it."

"Ah! Does that big you?" Hiccup asked, hovering his hand around Jack's face. "I'm not touching you."

"Look, nothing you do will ever make me sing with you." Jack pushed Hiccup's hand out of his face.

"What if I gave you a dollar?"

"No."

"Two dollars?"

"No." By now, Jack was barely able to contain the giggle-shit fit he was currently going through.

"What if I made you chief of the Hairy Hooligan Tribe?"

Jack's laughing stopped, and he turned to look at Hiccup with a look of mock disappointment. "We were doing so well..." He said before he added, "The what tribe?"

"Hairy Hooligan Tribe." Hiccup smiled, glancing to the other before looking back to the road. "When I was younger, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Snotlout, Fishlegs,Astrid and I used to play a game where we were dragon training Vikings. Berk was our island, home of the Hairy Hooligan Tribe. All but Astrid were Hairy Hooligans, she was a Bog-Burglar. Even the adults sometimes, and my dad, having started the game, was chief."

"What was Gobber? Or did he not play?"

"Oh, Gobber played. He was the one who trained future dragon trainers." Hiccup said, chuckling at the memory.

"Any enemies?"

"Only the Uglithugs; the baddest bitches in the barbaric world!" That set Jack back into a fit of laughter. He found it funny to hear Hiccup curse. Especially like that.

"Uglithugs, really?" he asked after finally regaining some of his lost composure.

"I was five when I came up with that, okay?" And another bout of loud laughter ripped itself from Jack, waking the two in the back. Jack slapped a hand over his mouth and Hiccup could only chuckle at that.

Hiccup pulled over into the next pull-off, still smiling as he and Jack got out to them down, and maybe feed and change them while they were at it.

"So, how does one become a dreaded Hairy Hooligan?

"You have to eat a hundred Witchety Grubs and successfully defeat a current member in a duel while standing on your head, blind-folded might I add.
Hiccup answered, taking Baby Tooth out of her seat and holding her out in front of him. "Did that mean old Jack wake you up? That big jerk."

Jack blinked at him, offended by the comment. But only a little, though. "I wouldn't have if you weren't so much fun..." He mumbled, (more like grumbled.) "And where does one find a hundred Witchety Grubs?"

"Why? You wanna be a Viking or something?"

"Maybe I do." The white haired male grinned, then added, "Being a pirate is boring."

Hiccup gasped, taking a small step back as he gaped at him in shock. "You're a pirate!?" He asked, moving Baby Tooth so she was more supported against his chest, patting her back softly.

"Indeed I am!" Jack said, striking an awesome pose before ducking underneath the roof of the car to dig through both of the bags for a bottle and formula. He had to get into their slowly shrinking stash of junk food for a bottle of water to fill them up with.

"Uh, jealous..." Hiccup said, watching Jack pour the ingredients into the small bottles, screw the lids and shake both up, holding one in each hand. He reached out to take one from him when it was extended out to him.

"This has nothing to do with jelly!" Jack exclaimed, holding the bottle for Toothless to readily accept. Which he did, much to Jack's approval.

While feeding Baby Tooth, Hiccup looked to check the status of the gas tank. It was almost a quarter above empty. He didn't like that. "Jack, do you know if there is a gas station around here?" He asked, looking to the other, who was quietly talking to the baby in his arms and didn't seem to hear him say something.

Unfortunately, Hiccup didn't want to interrupt the silly little conversation the two were having, so he opted to wait until Jack was done talking. Another unfortunate occurrence was that Jack didn't seem to want to. So, to add yet another unfortunate thing to the list; Hiccup had to interrupt them. He cleared his throat, and all the words stopped with Jack looking up at him.

After the question was repeated, Jack made a thoughtful face, trying to remember; it had been a while since he had been this far away from Berk. "I think that there's one a couple miles off. But I'm not completely sure." He said, focusing on Hiccup completely.

Hiccup nodded, "Alright, we'll need to look for one and, hopefully, find one soon." Hiccup mumbled, mostly talking to himself. He looked down at Baby Tooth, watching as she hungrily drank up all that was in the bottle, her hands in fists on each side of the plastic as she blinked up at him.

Soon after the two were all fed, changed (Hiccup getting the diaper on right, yay him!), talked to and snuggled back in their seats, the car was again headed down the road. With Hiccup humming softly to himself and Jack staring at him from his spot against the door.

After a while of silence from the white haired male, the humming now mumbled words that he swore was a different language, Jack finally let his curiosity loose, "What are you singing?"

Hiccup didn't even change tempo as he answered "Det er bare en sang..." He stopped, snapping his mouth shut as he thought over what he just said. "Sorry, It's just a song I learned a long time ago." He seemed a little embarrassed, not only because he had been caught singing, but also because he had accidentally let slip the language he had been forced to learn as a growing, young Viking.

"Okay," Jack started, that had raised a few more questions than it answered. Not very big questions, but still. "What language is that?" Truthfully, it sounded kinda funny.

"Norwegian." Hiccup said, not seeing anything special about it; you didn't speak Norwegian you couldn't understand half his family. Before Jack could even ask, he added, "yes, I'm fluent in Norwegian."

Jack nodded, a bit impressed. Now, the only question left was, "Could you teach me sometime?"

The brunette smiled, looking at him and nodding. "Yeah, no problem."

COTk: Is it me, or are these chapters getting a bit smaller as I go? Anyways... Thanks to everyone who has been reading from the start, and those who have just started reading! But still, your guys' ideas are so very welcome.