Housekeeping: Thank all of you guys who wrote reviews to tell me what your view was on the scene in the last chapter, it was good to get that much feedback. Now to be clear, I have NO intention have making that a feature in this story, the real purpose of that scene was to test the waters and see what the general feeling was on that content.

On the whole everyone was okay with it, the story does have a M tag after all, however it was brought to my attention that the scene didn't add anything. Therefore, I will take out the scene and just imply it with maybe a little more lovey-dovey nonsense. I don't claim to be a writer, so romantic moments I'm bound to louse up.

Welcome to the group RedSquirrel2000, huntergo123, octaviangradius, TargaryenFire and AlSquirrel, thank you for the follows and favs.

Also shout out to a guest, Kilo8, huntergo123, ken106348, octaviangradius, TargaryenFire and AlSquirrel for giving me reviews, encouraging me and giving me your thoughts, also thank you for being civil and not chewing me out. Which by the way, yes something happens to Anna, I'm bad at foreshadowing okay. That comes later though, so patience my acolytes.

Last items on the docket (Lots of housekeeping I know.) The next chapter will be late more than likely, I'll be home for most of next week and I'll be busy, I'll have it up soon but it won't be the usual day. Finally last thing, this very short chapter is quibbles, a true filler chapter, not a lot happens here. It's not great but I wanted to give you guys something other than that scene.

Elsa was glad to be home she had a long day; school was school and Calhoun had put her back on regular lessons, only on over drive. Cardio, jumps, sprints, the whole she-bang and to top it all of coach put her on a diet again. She could only imagine it would get worse once dad got home and found out about Saturday. Second place was actually pretty darn good, but Dad had made it clear that it was not acceptable. A lot of talk from someone who wasn't even there, anyway old routine.

Getting home, she was so happy to see her friends already cleaning up the mess from the party. Wasabi was cleaning the kitchen, Tadashi the bathroom, Honey Lemon the game room, GoGo, Fred and Hiro cleaned the yard and Kristoff and his friends were cleaning the living room. They were actually almost done when Elsa arrived.

"Oh thanks guys. You shouldn't have." Honey Lemon had called Elsa and asked where the key was so they could get started.

"Nonsense, it wasn't problem Elsa." Wasabi replied as he tied the last of the garbage bags.

"Well, even so, let me grab a few sodas, it's not much but it's a start." Elsa continued.

"Oh hell, in this heat that's plenty of payment." Fred proclaimed.

"Here, here." Chorused the others.

"Alright, alright. Go sit down, I'll be right back with the drinks."

"Sure thing." Tadashi answered as he joined the others lounging on the sofas, "Oh hey, I saw a message on the answering machine, just for your info."

"Oh thanks." Probably one of Dad's business partners.

BEEP. This is the Amalgam High School secretary's office, we have called to inform you that your child, Anna Aren, did not show up for school today. If there were special circumstances, please call us 563-634-7823. Thank you and have a lovely day.

Where the hell was- glancing up at the counter, she could see the lunch she had made for Anna that morning, Elsa usually left earlier than Anna so she took the opportunity to do something for her, it had her favourite chocolate bar, a peace offering from Elsa. She made a dash for Anna's room. Maybe she had slept in, not the first time she had done that. Opening the door, she could see that Anna's bed hadn't been slept in. Elsa pulled out her cell and hit speed dial. Come on, come on, come on, pick up. Elsa mentally screamed as the cellphone ringed.

Hi you reached Anna, I'm not able to- Shit. Elsa hurried downstairs.

"Honey could you call Anna's cell. She could be ignoring me and blocking my calls."

"Sure thing." Dialing the number, but she only shook her head as she got the same thing. Elsa was on the verge of panic. Oh god, what am I going to do, where could she-

"I'm home." Called a voice from the front door, a voice that belonged to Anna. The others turned to Elsa.

"Leave it. I'll talk to her alone." She told quickly and softly before Anna came into view. She was carrying a few bags of liquor bottles. To replenish Dad's stash.

"Hey everyone, oh boy I didn't know we had company, I would've freshened up." Anna spoke with giddiness. The next 20 minutes were filled with chatter, talking about school and such. Elsa had taken the liquor bottles and put them in the study. Eventually everyone else excused themselves, although Elsa had to give Kristoff an unsubtle hint and basically shoved him out the door with Olaf and Sven. Turning around she could hear Anna giggling about how she thought Kristoff would never go.

"Anna, where the hell have you been?" Elsa interrogated.

"What's that supposed to mean." Anna retorted with bite.

"You know damn well what I mean. Why were you not at school and where were you last night?" Elsa was unnerved at her sister's smile that appeared on her face.

"I was at Hans's."

"For what the whole night and day?"

"It was late, I had taken Hans's home and I didn't feel like driving home."

"You could've called."

"I didn't feel like it." Anna said slowly and definitively.

"Damn it Anna, I'm responsible for you until Mom and Dad get home."

"I wonder what they would think of you slapping me." Anna stated accusingly.

"I wonder what they would think of you having a party and acting like a brat."

"Well, that's why neither of us will be saying anything." Anna said with a smug grin. Forget it Elsa, don't start a fight.

"Never mind, I'm just glad you're safe." A feeble attempt but better than nothing at all.

"Ha, sure you are." Anna scoffed as she stormed up to her room.

"Hey Hiccup, a word?" Hiccup was in his garage just going over Toothless making sure everything was peachy for Friday.

"Yeah come in Astrid. Door's always open you know that." Astrid walked in the door and stood awkwardly as if she was waiting.

"Could I have a drink?" A little early for that, red flags were flying.

"Knock yourself out, you know where they are." Hiccup started a routine of going over his work so that he didn't leave tools behind or items loose. After he had done that and Astrid offered him a beer, she had one in her hand, he gestured at her.

"Alright, what did you need to say." Astrid looked uncomfortable, shuffling her feet, eventually she got her courage up.

"What is the status of you and the Aren girl."

"Status?"

"How deep are you?" Astrid clarified, she was committed now.

"Not even shallow, I don't even know where it's going. How did you know about her? And why are you asking?"

"Oh give us some credit, that deal at the pool was obvious and Snotlout had put some limelight on the situation."

"And this is important how?"

"Look under normal circumstances I wouldn't care, but we've just agreed to commit a felony that could mean years of jail time and she's Aren's daughter or have you forgotten."

"Don't make me out as a fool." Snarled Hiccup. "I haven't forgotten anything and it's foolish of you to think I have."

"Look, would it be a bad thing to cut her loose?" Astrid replied unintimidated, "To do it now means no one gets hurt."

"I'm not going to cut her loose just because you're worried I can't keep things in line."

"Not now you're not, but this job could be months away and people change."

"Don't forget who you're talking about here, I can stay focused just fine." Hiccup roared.

"Like you did with Him or with Heather?" Astrid accused. The sting of the words was like a bolt of lightning.

"I will make this clear." Hiccup said slowly and deliberately, "I only just met her. I barely know her. I wouldn't jeopardize the job over her. It is foolish and idiotic for you to think that. I'm disappointed in you, Astrid. Now get out of my shop."

"Well I hope you got your answer, because his trust in me is completely shattered and I'm at square one" Astrid commented.

"I did; thank you as for Hiccup leave him to me, I'll get you into his good books again, I'll tell him why you did it."

"Well then why didn't you just ask him?" Astrid asked.

"Because I needed him brutally honest and definitive; with me he tends to be less so."

"So the job's a go?"

"Job's a go." Confirmed Dominic Toretto, "his head is still just as straight as ever and as he put it we were foolish to think otherwise."