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How To Be A Viking Chapter 10: Best Friends

"Angel! It really is you!" Gray shouted down the phone excitedly, it made Angel smile. "Wait, Angel... where are you?"

"In my house," Gray began to say something, but she cut him off, "On a northern island called Berk."

"How the fuck did you get all the way up there?"

Angel laughed, up there. Paradisia was near the equator, Arctic was up, Antarctic was down, it was common knowledge.

"Well..." Angel sighed " I don't really know, I got caught in a storm and got knocked out. And I woke up surrounded by Vikings."

Gray laughed, "Are they huge and scary?" Angel smiled to herself. Not all of them, Tuffnut wasn't. Hiccup, Astrid and Ruffnut weren't, but Tuff was the one who went into her head.

"People our age aren't, mostly. Maybe they haven't filled out." That was technically true, Hiccup would probably always be skinny.

"You're thinking about a curtain someone. Your voice gives it away." Angel could imagine him smirking. Stupid best friend.

"You know me that well. But, yeah, I am."

Her mind was brought to Tuffnut again. Fitness. But, there had only been one kiss really, two romantic moments. Angel didn't really know him still, but they were getting there, it had only been a week.

"His name is?"

"Tuffnut..." she sighed dreamily.

"Is that a Viking name, or is it made up?" Gray questioned. It was actually something to think about. It was a strange name, but it was kind of Vikingish, tough-nut and rough-nut.

"Made up, I guess. But it's not his name that matters, it's what he's like, and I like made up names. Speaking of relationships, how are you and Chloe?"

What Angel had tried to forget was her first band- a girl-group, no playing instruments- Lovestruck. It was with Megan and Chloe, and two other girls called Lizzy and Zara. They went through a really bad bust-up, Megan was the only person who had made friends with her. She tried her best to make friends with Chloe when she first went out Gray, but eventually the two girls learned to accept each other.

"Oh were fine. She wanted to be the lead singer, but I said no."

"And... she was okay with that?"

"Yeah. She said she knew how much we all meant to each other." Gray gave a small chuckle, "It's true."

Angel felt a little sad and guilty that she left. Her, Gray, Megan and Andy really did mean almost everything to each other, so did the band.

"Megan and Andy?" she asked. It wouldn't be fair on them if she left them out.

"As a couple, still good. Andy said Megan is a bit quiet now that you've gone. Honestly, we all are."

"Tell her she'll be fi-"

"Oh oh oh oh oh" Gray said hurriedly, "Your dad..."

"Oh yeah. How is he?"

"Fine... there was... wasn't anything wrong with him..." She heard him gulp. She had a reputation to get... angry easily, but not at Gray. Angel knew exactly what would've happened back home, evil father and all.

"He told you to?"

"Yeah dude! He's scary!" Gray joked, but the king kind of was.

"And evil."

She smiled at a memory, of a young Angel, A young Gray, and the start of a scary evil father. At that moment her best friend thought of it too, but they didn't know that.

"Well, got to go Angel. You know, go feel the wrath of your dad."

"Ha! Bye Gray. Miss you."

"Miss you too."

(.)

Astrid put her ear to the door, heard a buzzing and then Angel giving a small laugh and say bye to someone and that she missed them. It must have been someone at home, Astrid would miss people here if she ran away. She smiled, she knew Angel would be just fine. Hiccup had gone home, Angel was now, maybe she should too.

When she opened the front door, Astrid found Tuffnut standing there, hand in a knocking position. She nodded at him, then shuffled passed. She heard him tap the door frame to let Angel know he was there.

Astrid wandered on home. First she'd tell her parents that Angel had moved out, then grab her saddle and take Fringe for a ride.

"Hey! Astrid!"

Astrid whipped around, the other girl her age, Ruffnut, was running towards her, blonde braids bouncing off her shoulders.

"Yeah?" She asked when her friend had got to her.

"Have you heard what the chief's been saying about Angel's family?"

Astrid shook her head. Ruffnut sounded worried, that took a lot. Whatever Stoick was saying didn't seem good.

"He said that her Grandfather killed Hiccup's. You know, the Chief's dad..."

Thinking about it, Astrid had heard a story of the last chief's death. The morning after a dragon raid, a foreign ship, like none ever seen before, showed up at the docks. Out of it came a man, in silks and fur, and said the newly found island was his. He claimed that the inhabitants were uncivilised and uneducated. Stoick's father had stepped out, being chief, said that he must leave. The new man just said 'Get rid of him' in an absurdly posh voice, and that's what his guards did. Luckily, Stoick was twenty five, and had enough training to become a good Chief.

"Really? Why? I thought he liked Angel, it's seems he's trying to get rid of her." Astrid commented. "I'm going to talk to Hiccup." She then grumbled, she was going to miss her ride.

…

"Miss Hofferson, I'm goin' to have to ask ye to leave if ye carry on talking to the chief like that." Gobber said after Astrid had shouted at Stoick for bad-mouthing Angel.

"I'll take care her Gobber. No need to worry." Hiccup sighed. "Come on now, Astrid." He mumbled as he held out his hand.

She scowled, before grabbing the hand of her boyfriend, and stomping out of the largest house on the island. Then, Hiccup stopped.

"What was that about Astrid?" he asked. He sounded disappointed, Astrid really, really, didn't want that. She blinked back the tears of anger at the chief and herself, before turning to Hiccup and replying.

"Angel has had enough people from her own home calling her and her family, she doesn't need it here." She almost whispered, in a un-Astrid way, but she hadn't finished yet. "She hates her dad, because he's so much like his. She dislikes that they're cut off from the rest of the world. She wanted to be... normal. But no! She had to land here! A Viking-slash-dragon island!"

"Astrid are you feeling okay?"

She looked up at Hiccup, he'd grown in the last year, he now looked concerned though, not angry. It made Astrid feel mushy inside, Why?

"I'm fine. Angel... she's not a Viking, she's sensitive. I guess I like her."

Hiccup smiled at her confession. It was unlike her to say she liked someone, being a Viking and stuff. It was clear that she definitely did like Angel, in a week they had become best friends, it just wasn't obvious because all Vikings, but Hiccup, weren't very observing.

"Okay Astrid. It's just my dad, he was probably drunk. He says things he doesn't mean when he's like that. Just don't mention it to Angel."

"Yeah," Astrid agreed. "She can get pretty angry."

(.)

Tuffnut smiled as Angel's head peered round the edge of a door at the back of the main room. When her eyes met him, stood at the door, they sparkled.

"Hey you." She said, cheerfully.

"Hey yourself." He replied. "Nice place."

Looking around, it really was. Small and simple, convenient for one person, yet extendible for a family. He felt a bit nervous, a family with Angel, so far she was the only person that seemed a possibility with.

He wrapped his arms round her waist as Angel hugged him around his neck. Happy, he breathed in her scent, she smelled like flowers, but it was a little different than a quick whiff when you walk past, the smell of flowers on her was strong, but not overpowering- it was nice.

Angel pulled away from the embrace and shut the door.

"So... how's you?" Angel asked.

"Huh?"

"How are you?" she repeated, smirking.

Tuffnut nodded, understanding what she had now, and thought for a moment. He had been okay before, but he was better now he was with Angel.

"Good, I'm with you aren't I."

Angel blushed and giggled. It was so like her, she was sweet and kind and funny, but she could also be stern and a bit mean. Perfect. She really was.

(.)

Okay, sometimes I really don't know what to write for Tuffnut and Angel, like just then. So it was short and hopefully sweet. The chapter was short as well, oops.

I have way to much dialogue in the whole story, I hope that can be excused!

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