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Chapter 9: sorrows of a father
Normal POV: After Astrid ran from Snoutlout
Stoick just stood there with wide eyes, never have he seem the girl being so violent or so enraged; his gaze fell on the boy holding his twisted arm, what have he done to made the girl so furious?
When Spitelout, his brother came and took his son to see the healer, Stoick ordered the whole village to join at the great hall immediately. Something wasn't right with her and also Hiccup was missing, he was worried, maybe even feeling regret; last night he punched his son without reason, going home while still feeling a little drunk isn't a good choice. When he went to apologize to his son next morning, he wasn't there and that send a wave of panic over all of his body and soul.
He wasn't being himself last night; he wasn't being himself at any day of his son life ever since the Boy turned five years old;
he kept hearing everyone calling him a big softy, weak and not fit for being the chief, so he asked Gobber to take care of his son while showed the village he was the leader they needed and could be a father for his son, but it didn't went the way he wanted.
Soon the children of other families started bullying him and Mildew, that rotten troll head, son of Grendel, kept spreading deception on the ears of the people telling them that Stoick wasn't himself anymore and Spitelout should take his place, banishing his brother and his son. While most people were against this outrageous idea, others that didn't have family or children and were devoted warriors, agreed with the old evil man. Since by Viking law, the runts are to be sacrificed in order to maintain the strong bloodlines and any form of weakness, be it physical or mental, it saw be destroyed to maintain the tribe's strength.
The Great Hall
"Quiet down! All of you!" Stoick barked to the gathered people
Once everyone turned towards him, paying full attention to their chief, Stoick give them the news
"As you all may know, winter is coming" there were a few nodded and exasperated sighs, "Just before going to the pier, I received the account of how much food we still have left *sigh* I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough"
Soon the room filled with voices, one louder than the other, Stoick tried what he could to make them stop, but they simply yelled even louder.
"Shut it ya drunken fat 'hogs and listen!" Gobber yelled (A/N: sorry, but since English isn't my native language, I have a hard time making a proper Gobber speak, so sorry :(/)
When the villagers stopped, glaring at Gobber, Stoick took the chance he made for him
"The current stock wouldn't be enough, but we still have a few months until everything starts to ice and, if the blessing of the gods are on us, no storms hit us before either"
Some murmured that wasn't going to work, since they needed more time
"Also, my son has being missing since yesterday; I want everyone that is not working with the preparations for devastating winter, to go look for him"
Immediately everyone started raising their hands saying they would go help with the preparations for winter and stocking food. Stoick glared at his tribe, how they could be so insensitive, releasing an angered groan he left the table, not before passing by his brother
"I don't know why, but the Hofferson girl is really angered with your son, brother. Try to keep him away from her for the time being until she calms down" Stoick warned, but grabbed his brother shoulder to lean him a little closer "I'm putting you in charge of everything for the rest of the day, since no one is going to help, I'm looking for my son myself"
Spitelout knew what Stoick was passing through, not really, but he would feel the same way if his son suddenly disappeared. "Don't worry brother, I'll put these muttonheads to work" with that Stoick was going to the door and soon to search for his son
Back at the Haddock household
Stoick searched up and down on Hiccup's room, trying to find some sort of clue to know where he went to, but so far, he just found drawing and schematics of his son's contraptions. Taking a good look at one of said contraptions, he smiled at what he saw written on the sheet of paper; a contraption his son was attempting to build in order to help with the dragon raids, some sort of gizmo that could throw bolas like a catapult. 'My son is genius!' That made him remember of something, something very sad 'and were am I all the time he create such wonders?' Stoick sat in the chair of the small worktable looking sadly at his son great inventions, all of that, everything his son always was there and he… he just shoved him aside or ignore him, what terrible father he was…
Deciding to look for clue at the forge, Stoick made up his mind 'As soon as I find him, first I'll give him a scold for running away like that and then… I am going to apologize… make thing better this time and not let the village decide what is right or wrong about him'
…. Yeah, most everyone is noticing how bad they are with Hiccup, but the actual question is: how long will that last? *Glance around and run away*
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