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It's a week before Ruffnut's wedding, starting with her POV. Don't know why I mentioned this, I just did.
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How To Be A Viking Chapter 14 – Hatred And Illnesses.
Ruffnut felt a buzz run through her body as she woke up: it was the last week of winter, next week she would be getting married.
She was having her dress made today, she had no idea what she wanted it to look like. She did know that she wanted it to fit with her image. Something with no frills or lace or flowers, plain and white, but it would still look beautiful.
After she had dressed in the usual- tunic, skirt, leggings and boots- she went to find her mother. She was sat in a high-backed chair, in similar attire.
"Good morning Ma."
"Good morning Ruff. Ready to go?"
"Of course!"
Smiling, her mother stood and made her way to the door. In the streets, Vikings were doing their day-to-day, feeding dragons, riding dragons, eating and chatting.
Almost at the point of squealing, Ruffnut entered the seamstress's house. The round lady with light brown hair looked up from a desk and smiled.
"Wedding dress, I believe."
Ruffnut nodded with excitement. She was then handed a large white cloth, it had long sleeves and a head-hole, and ushered into a small room.
"Strip down to your undergarments and put that on." The lady ordered, very stern.
Hurrying, Ruffnut did what she said. The cloth was heavy, but it would obviously get lighter as it was cut away. She emerged from the room. Her mother gasped.
"You look amazing already!"
…
What felt like forever later, Ruffnut had her dress. She loved it! It went down to her ankles, sleeves to her elbows, and a neckline about an inch and a half down. It was tapered in under her chest and round her waist, emphasising her figure.
All she needed now was to tell Snotlout. She was kind of upset because she couldn't show him the dress until she actually walked down the isle, it was depressing.
Maybe she should go make up with Astrid... No! She was in a bad mood with her! Every time she had something, Astrid had to get the same but better. When they were nine, her and Tuffnut got an axe each, a week later Astrid a a bigger one with a metal handle. It wasn't fair!
So when she found out that Astrid was getting married, she just snapped. Astrid did it again. Did what she did. Astrid had Hiccup, the future chief, Ruffnut had that guy's cousin.
Of course, she loved Snotlout so so much, the fact that they were getting married first proved that. It was just that... she felt like Astrid lived to be better than her. She probably didn't, it just seemed that way.
(.)
Angel was ill.
She basically had a cold, but the home made medicines that were on Berk didn't work like the things on Paradisia, so she was quite 'poorly'.
Consequently, she was lying in bed, covers up to her neck. She could barley breathe out of her nose or talk because her throat hurt so badly.
Angel coughed again, then rubbed her throat and groaned. Tuffnut, Astrid and Hiccup had been to see her, and the elder had brought her herbal remedies, but it wouldn't work. Three days ago she said to Tuffnut 'I'll get better soon.' His mouth began to flap open and close, then he ran out and hadn't been back since. So now she was scared.
Here, people died from a cold. Maybe she should just go home to the sun and the warm. Then she'd have to see her father, and that would not be a happy time.
There was a soft knock at the door, so Angel told the person to come in. A smiling Tuffnut came in.
"Hi," He said, then protested against her replying. "Your throat will get better quicker if you stay quiet."
She pouted playfully. To that he laughed.
He bent down and pecked her nose, then lay next to her and began to talk.
"I'm really sorry I ran off the other day, I was just scared. I don't want to loose you the way I lost my brother." Angel made a questioning noise. " His name was Onund, and was three years older than me and Ruff. He got ill like you, he couldn't fight it though. He just... left. But I'm sure that all your special medicine you have where your from will keep you with me. I'm sure his was really bad as well."
He put his hand on top of Angel's and looked into her eyes, right into her soul. "It's kind if weird without hearing your voice all the time. I miss you coming to see me in the morning, 'cause that's cool. And then there's your hair, it's really different to anyone else I've ever met." He began to play with her hair and she giggled "It's beautiful."
Angel rolled onto her side and put an arm around Tuffnut's middle. She sighed into his neck as he awkwardly moved his arm round her shoulders. He was warm. Angel could feel her eyes closing, and really couldn't be bothered to stop it.
(.)
"Angel?" Tuffnut asked his girlfriend, who hadn't been moving for too long.
She didn't answer. Scared he looked down, and sighed in relief. She was just asleep.
Angel looked so beautiful, gripping on to his shirt, smiling and nuzzling his shoulder. He never wanted her to leave, he'd break down again without her face, which was always smiling warmly at him.
She had said that she loved him, he said it back, because it was true. It was kind of a shock though, because, well... if the princess of possibly the most clever country in the world, said that she loved you, you being a unimportant boy living on a freezing island, you would be pretty surprised.
Tuffnut was almost scared as Angel shifted in her sleep. She was almost in exactly the same position, but one leg was bent and on his thigh.
Slowly and carefully, Tuffnut moved his arm so his hand was on the back of her head, in the mass of long, red curls.
No matter how amazing Angel looked when she was sleeping, he was getting bored... and tired. Just a quick shut-eye would be okay, nobody would have to know...
…
Tuffnut quickly opened his eyes and sat up. He was happily sleeping, and then remembered that he was asleep at Angel's, in her bed, with her. That could lead to problems.
Suddenly Angel sprang up next to him.
"What the bloody he- oh, it's you."
She sighed in relief which her hand on her chest, then flopped back down onto her bed. Tuffnut turned to look at her, Angel's eyes were open but she wasn't paying attention to him.
"You've been here all night." She stated, unexpectedly. Her voice was still croaky.
"I know. I didn't mean to... I just fell asleep, I guess."
"I never said I had a problem, your parents might though."
Tuffnut sighed, Angel was right. As usual. His mum and dad would be worried, his sister had probably been looking for him.
"I don't really want to go back at this time of night," he grumbled. "And you shouldn't be talking anyway, you throat needs to get better."
Angel groaned. Then she grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him next to her. As a result he made a noise of utter surprise, kind of like a manly scream. Well, he hoped it sounded manly, you know, because he was with Angel.
She kissed his cheek. Which for some reason made his wrap his arm around her and pull her close. He breathed in her beauty, before literally kissing her face off. She kissed him back, it was a moment of total bliss.
He took the opportunity to prod his tongue against her lips, which she opened. Neither of them had any experience doing this, that made it all the more special. Gently, their tongues pushed against the other's, trying for dominance.
No-one won, because there was an ear-splitting Nadder scream. Tuffnut had a feeling he knew which Nadder it was as Angel pulled him out of her home to the village.
(.)
Hiccup knew, from the moment Astrid told him Angel was ill, his relationship would be quiet.
Some way or another, Astrid had become very attached to the red-haired newbie. They were better friends that any other two people on the island. He knew why. They, once in their life, had fought against authority.
Astrid, she had fought against him, the chief's son, and his dad too on many occasions. Mainly because she was always wanting to win, it was probably her only flaw. Angel had fought against her own father. She had left, left at the time she was supposed to be with him all the time. It was very rebellious.
In fact, Hiccup was on his way to see Astrid now. He was going to be at work most of the day, so he probably wasn't going to see her. Last night he had told her he was coming. She had just nodded, completely in a world of her own.
He knocked on the solid wood door of Astrid's house, and smiled when she opened it.
"Wow," she yawned. "I thought you were a late sleeper."
"Only because I have to get up this early for work." he replied. "I know, um, how to wake you up. Yeah."
Astrid laughed at his stuttering as they both leaned forward. He snaked his arms around her waist, as her own went round his neck. Their lips had barely touched as there was a shout from inside the house.
"Astrid! Hurry up! It's gettin' chilly in 'ere!" Said a gruff voice.
Astrid frowned and rolled her eyes as her arms fell to her sides. "Sorry Dad. I'll be a minute."
Hiccup was aware his arms were holding Astrid still, so he pulled her close.
"I'll see you later." He whispered into the blonde's ear and, for some reason, she shuddered.
She ran her hands up and down his sides. "Yeah. I love you."
"I love you too." He said while pulling away.
Astrid stepped back inside her own house. They waved to each other as Hiccup walked off to the forge.
…
Hiccup was dripping with sweat. It wasn't even a hot day, and the fire in the forge was normal, he was just designing as well. He honestly didn't know why he was boiling like he was inside a cauldron.
Looking over at his mentor, he noticed that he was perfectly fine, you know, for working in a blacksmith.
"Why the hel am I boiling to my death." Hiccup shouted out.
Gobber turned around, one eyebrow raised. He burst out laughing as he saw his apprentice.
"What have ye been doin'?"
"Nothing!"
"Looks like ye are getting' yeself a chill."
How could he have a chill? He was sweating, not shivering. Hiccup was sure Gobber was going mad with age.
"How am I getting the chill?"
"Ye get hot and sticky, then ye start shivering. Maybe ye should go to ye-er 'ouse."
A day off without asking? Nice.
Hiccup nodded slowly, put down the charcoal in his hand and nonchalantly left his workplace. However, he wasn't going home. Not to his house anyway, to Astrid's.
He came to her door, it was so familiar to him now. When his blonde beauty came to the door she raised an eyebrow.
"You're here because..."
"Because Gobber thinks I'm getting the chill and gave me the day of work!" He said cheerfully, but Astrid must've thought differently because she was frowning.
"What? Angel has got the chill and she's at home in bed! That's where you should be! It's going to get worse if you stay outside!"
Well, she might have just shouted at him, but she didn't want him to be ill. Always a good sign.
Unexpectedly, Astrid grabbed hold of Hiccup's collar and smashed her lips to his. All the while pulling him in and closing the door. She stopped kissing him and she smiled at him, making him grin.
Their lips met again and now it was natural for their tongues to wrestle, it was almost a daily routine. Hiccup pulled away after he remembered something.
"Were you ignoring me until last week?" He asked jokingly.
"No... I just didn't want to ruin our relationship..." She replied, Hiccup thought she sounded worried.
"It's okay."
He tucked one of her bangs out of the way, leaning in again. In true dragon style, Fringe plodded in and began to nuzzle Astrid.
"She has great timing."
"I'm pretty sure she doesn't know what we were doing or why it was bad to interrupt." Astrid said matter of factly.
It must've been Fringe warning them, because the front door flew open and a man no-one had ever seen before emerged.
His hair was blacker than night, and his eyes contrasted, being a piercing blue. They scanned the room before looking at Hiccup and Astrid, both pairs of eyes widened in shock.
Hiccup put his hand on Astrid's, something hit the back of his head. The last thing he heard was Astrid shout his name and her Nadder scream.
(.)
DUN DUN DUH! What's going on! You'll have to find out soon. It actually changed to what I was going to write, but I think it's okay.
I'm off school for Easter so this could be up soon, or not because it's actually sunny in England. You might not find that very interesting, but it's cool for me. =)
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