A whooshing of air, and a purple portal springs into view, shattering the green of the forest. Three yelling figures blast out of the purple haze, and crash into the ground below.
"Ohh... goddamn... frigging... shitlet... cakes." Tammy mumbles, not even sure what she was saying. Though Hiccup, pumping with adrenaline, is up and jumping.
"THAT WAS AWESOME!" He shrieks, happy to be free. Until, as observant as he was, he realises that his rescuers are still on the ground, unmoving. He watches them, and sighs in relief as their chests move slightly. Up, down, up, down.
"Guys?" He shouts, crouching to their level.
"Uner deciendra mec twandra." Tammy slurs, jabbering in a language Hiccup had never heard before.
He grumbles, and leans back on a tree, "They still have Toothless." He moans, covering his eyes from the setting suns glare. Terry sits up, and looks around, a tired glint in his eyes. "We'll get him back, don't you worry." He replies, "And then, to appease my troll of a sister, we'll give him a bath." Hiccup laughs, as Terry helps his sister to stand. "Wash the Viking stench off him." She smirks.
Both twins groan, swaying slightly as they try to stay upright. "Ugh. Bullshiitttttttt..." Terry groans, cradling his head in his hands. The three glance around their surroundings, and curse, realizing that they were on the wrong side of the island. "Oh, that's frigging perfect." Tammy grumbles.
Hiccup looks up at the sky, and notes the setting sun. "We'll never get home before dark." He notes, with a small moan. "Let's set up camp then." The twins grumble in unison. Terry quickly wanders around the clearing, placing small purple stones around in a circle mumbling protective enchantments, followed by disappearing into the forest for gathering supplies.
His sister, on the other hand, pulls a small tent from her cloak pocket, explaining about shrinking spells and such to a confused Hiccup, and begins to set it up manually. When Hiccup inquires as to why she doesn't use her magic, she glares at him, and responds with a simple: "I would, but my magic is a little preoccupied with keeping my insides from turning to mush."
That, well, that shut Hiccup up for a few seconds. A slight smirk, and Tammy returns to the setting of the tent.
After around ten minutes of cursing and collapsing tents, Hiccup takes over for her with a kind "Maybe I could help, I've been camping before."
"I don't get how mortals can do without magic. It's too damn hard." She whines as Hiccup inserts the final peg. He chuckles, and sits back to inspect his handiwork.
One lopsided tent, haphazardly leaning off a tree in an attempt to stay upright.
"Yep." Tammy says blandly, looking at what should have been shelter. "Totally the work of an avid camper."
Hiccup simply glares, as the tent sinks to the ground with a groan.
"Sleeping under the stars never hurt anyone."
"True. Tents are for wusses anyway." Tammy agrees, settling into a crouch. A sudden silence, and Hiccup shoots a knowing glance at her bent form. "You're going to make Terry do it when he gets back, aren't you?" He asks, leaning against a tree.
"Yep."
"So he's better at setting up tents than you?"
"Nope."
...
"Perfect."
"Done." Terry shrugs, standing from the peg. His sister and friend stare in open mouthed shock at the fully stable, perfect tent. "Wha-huza-WHAT?" Tammy stutters. "Since when did you know how to set up a tent?"
"Since I tried doing things without magic."
"Since you started to do things the hard way."
"It's not my fault you're lazy."
"It's not my fault you're bad at sorcery."
Hiccup rolls his eyes, and simply crawls closer to the fire, which was also made by Terry. "Note to self." He yawned, "When going camping, bring Terry, not Tammy."
The twins continue to bicker, eventually shrieking gibberish at each other. Eventually they calm, falling into place to the left of Hiccup.
Hours pass, as the crescent moon rises higher, bathing the forest in a sliver glow.
Tammy yawns, and slumps, leaning against her brother, who shifts to accustom himself to the added weight to his shoulder. Small snores are heard, as the boys look into the fire in silence. The darkness is kept at bay by their little fire, the demons repelled by magic.
"Are you okay?" Terry asks suddenly, his black eyed gaze never moving from the fire. Hiccup nods slightly, and props his chin atop his hand. "I will be when we get Toothless back." He responds.
"We'll get him back, but I'm not asking if you will be okay, I'm asking if you are alright."
"I'm f-fine."
"No you aren't."
"Why do you say that?"
"You just saw your father two years after running away. Not to mention the fact that he cannot be very happy with you. If I were you, I would defiantly not be okay."
"You saw your mum, right? So you must be going through the same thing."
"Step mother dude. Our actual mum's six feet under. Same with dad. Neither of the people we used to live with were our actual parents. Besides, it's been seven years. We've moved on. We've had time to. You haven't."
"Alright. Maybe I'm a little miserable. I just want things to go back to the way they were. If someone dies during this..."
"They won't."
"How do you know? Someone could die in the next two seconds!"
"As long as I'm still alive, as long as I still stand, no one will come even close to hurting my family. No-one is going to die. "
"How do you know you won't?"
The question hangs in the air. Fire cackles in the silence, throwing the boys' faces into a grim shadow.
"Nothing mortal can kill me."
It's spoken with such grim determination, Hiccup lets the subject drop. "Thank you." He says shakily. "For helping me, giving me another start. Accepting Toothless. All of it."
"Don't thank me." Terry responds. "It's what we do. We've seen too many people die in our years," He looks down at his sister, and shifts her unconscious weight slightly "I'm not about to let more pass on before their time."
"Who?"
"What do you mean, who?"
"Who have you seen... pass?"
"Our sister."
"Your sister?"
"Little Morella. Another of fathers... experiments. He tried to see- ugh. It's incredibly complicated magic, more than Tammy and I know of."
"Your father has... experiments? Who was he anyway?" Hiccup was slowly beginning to realise he didn't truly know the twins at all... now was as good a time as any to find out, he supposed.
"Our father is... well... um. You may laugh, it's kind of hard to believe."
"Who is he?"
"Loki."
"As in... the god?"
"Yep."
"You're joking."
"Wish I was."
"Seriously?"
"Yep. Did you just assume we have studied and trained in the magical arts for fun?"
"... Kinda."
"Well. You learn something new every day."
"I still can't believe it. Ugh... that is... that's messed up."
"Yep. You'll get used to it."
"... And he does experiments?"
"That's why Tammy and I are here."
"Really?"
"Pretty much. You see, when a god comes down to earth and um... er..."
"Has some fun with a mortal?"
"Exactly. When that happens, the child will always have exactly half the power of a god. Our father, Loki, wanted to see if he could cheat that. He succeeded, and technically made me. The problem was that the human body cannot take that much power without, to put it in the nicest terms, exploding. So, in a last ditch effort, he split me in half. The other half is Tammy. This is why we can hear each other's thoughts, feel the others pain. We literally are two halves of a whole."
"Wow... Wow!"
"That's what most people say. Anyway, Loki tried the same thing five years later, this time leaving the person intact. The result was Morella. She only lived about a month before... the magic took over and escaped."
"She blew up?"
"Exactly."
"... That's disturbing."
"You think? So. Yeah. That's us. Father'll come back for us when we're seventeen, so he'll show up in four months and six days. After that, well, I have no idea. We'll have to come up with some excuse to stay on earth for a while longer."
Silence after that. Hiccup stares into the fire, pondering the dark past of his friends.
"Well. That wasn't awkward in the slightest!" Terry grins, shoving his sister enough to wake her up.
"Asshole." She grunts, standing. Terry laughs, a smirk playing across his face. With a disgruntled sneer, Tammy shoves him backwards, so that he falls to the ground with a surprised "SHIT!" And a large smacking noise.
Tammy takes one look at the tent, sneers, and climbs the nearby tree instead. "Freaking monkey." Her brother grumbles, taking full advantage of the open tent.
A large branch falls from the tree, landing perfectly on the tent. Terry shrieks in terror, and his sister calls down with an "I HEARD THAT." Terry throws a stone, Tammy another branch, stone, branch, stone, branch, it goes on.
Hiccup decides to sleep outside that night.
A/N
*hides behind Hiccup* DON'T KILL ME. Holy shit, is this an update? FROM MOI? I'm so sorry guys! SO, SO SORRY! I meant to update faster, really I did, but I had exams, then a trip to Quebec, then the rest of school caught up with me, then a new puppy to deal with, and ugh... I`ve been so busy! This chapter fought me tooth and claw as well, I hate writing about histories and not having it go anywhere! But, I thought it was about damn time I got all of this said. Don`t worry, next chapter will have a raid on the Vikings to get a certain dragon, and there WILL BE ASS KICKING. I`ll update faster, I promise!
Thank you to everyone who reviewed, and anyone who still likes me after my totally asshole move of not updating.
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