Here's a Christmas Special after a long fricking hiatus.

I'll try to update more frequently.

T'was the week before Christmas and all through the house, Kalika paced, anxiously tugging at her blouse. Present and wrapping were strewn about as Kalika continued, filled with doubt. The author realized rhyming blows and so went back to normal prose.

Underneath the ornately decorated tree were piles of presents that Kalika had finished. "I know I'm forgetting something," she muttered, placing a hand on her chin and she continued to pace. "All the presents are wrapped, the house is decorated, Hiccup's gonna help me clean tomorrow…"

It was only when she noticed a pile of un-mailed envelopes that she realized…

Deadpanning, she rubbed her temples and let out a groan. "The invitations…" she whined, stamping her foot, angry at her forgetfulness. She grabbed the envelopes and threw them into her bag, making sure she had her keys before leaving the house. After having to trudge through snow that almost reached her knees, she made a mental note to write a physical note to remind her to shovel when she gets home.

Hopping in her car, she pulled out of the driveway and headed for Hiccup's house (which was closer to hers than anyone else's). She pounded on the door until it swung open, and she almost punched Stoick in the face. "Hey, Dad," she greeted, smiling cheekily. "Hiccup here?"

He nodded, offering a soft smile.

"In his room being antisocial?" she inquired.

"Is he ever anywhere else?" Stoick chuckled, moving aside to let her in. "I'm surprised to see you out. You hate being in the snow."

"Yeah, yeah, but my forgetful brain failed me, and I forgot to mail out invites to my Christmas party. Of course, I already told everyone I was inviting about it so it's not like it'll be a surprise, but I like giving people a physical reminder. And anyway-"

"Is that Kika?" Hiccup asked, peeking around the corner.

"Hiccup, great! Take this envelope and open it, quickly," she demanded, shoving the letter in his direction. He shrugged, taking the letter from her hand and opening it. "And after you open it, put it on your fridge as a constant reminder."

"An invite to the party? You already told me about that, remember? I'm going to your house tomorrow to help you clean up so you can actually have people over-"

"Yes, yes, yes," Kalika waved him off. "I gotta go, lots of deliveries to make. I'm basically a mail man—hahaha!"

The door closed behind her, cutting off her obnoxious laughter. "That girl is something else," Stoick stated, shaking his head before going back to the football game that was currently on the television.

Hiccup pursed his lips. "She's a weirdo is what she is," he replied before putting the invite on his fridge.

When Kalika knocked on the door to the next house, Astrid's younger brother answered. "Wow, babe! Are you an angel because you have this heavenly glow-" he began, waving his hands in the air.

"Actually I was an angel once but then I became Satan. Is your sister home?"

Henry visibly deflated before walking to the staircase. "HEY, MONSTER BUTT!" he shouted, making the vase on the table next to him wobble a little. "MY FOREVER GIRL IS HERE TO SEE YOU!"

There was a door slamming and angry stomping. "What did you just call me?" Astrid demanded angrily, appearing at the top of the stairs. Her features softened as her eyes fell on the girl standing in her doorway. "Oh, hey, Kika."

"Hey, Astrid," she grinned, pulling the envelope out of her bag. "I have this thing to remind you about my part-ay next week."

"What party? Babe, why didn't you invite me? You know I'm a party animal!" Henry exclaimed, putting his hands through his hair.

"Henry, go back to your video games," Astrid hissed, shoving him towards the stairs. After she heard his door closing, she turned back to Kalika, rolling her eyes. "I am so sorry about him. I mean, he flirts with all my friends but…"

"Don't worry your pretty little head over it, Astrid," she smiled, handing her the envelope. "You can come, yeah?"

"Of course!" Astrid grinned. "I love Christmas, haha~"

"Great! Well, I have, like, three more stops to make, and I hate the snow, so…I'll be seeing you!"

"Bye, Kika~"

Eret wasn't home—which Kalika expected (he had said something about going to Paris for a modeling gig). So she slid the envelope under his door with a little sticky note that said she hoped he had fun in Paris. Then she went to Fishlegs' house, where Mrs. Ingerman (his mother) fed her for a full fifteen minutes before even telling her where Fishlegs was. "You're too skinny," Mrs. Ingerman would scold whenever Kalika stepped through the door. Fishlegs would apologize profusely as soon as they were out of his mother's sight.

Fishlegs was in his room, writing an essay for his English class. He scribbled furiously, not even noticing her presence. "Boy, do you ever give yourself a break?" Kalika snorted after watching him for a few minutes.

Fishlegs jumped, turning to face her quickly. "You almost gave me a heart attack, Kika!" he breathed, placing a hand over his heart. "Oh, no! I think you did! I can't feel my heart beating! Ohmygods, Kika, what do I do? Get the defibrillator quick!"

"Fishlegs, your heart is on the other side of your chest, first of all," Kika deadpanned. "Second of all, why do you even have a defibrillator?"

"That's not fair, Kika! You know I have a weak heart," he whined, turning back to his paper.

"Sorry…" she offered a small smile, walking over to him. She placed the envelope on his essay just as he was about to start writing again.

"Party?" he asked after staring at the envelope for a few seconds. Kalika nodded. "I'm supposed to bring the food, right?"

"Would your mother let you do anything less? What's she making, do you know?" she asked excitedly. "Mac and cheese? Cookies?"

"Any dessert you could think of, probably," he rolled his eyes. "A roast beef, mashed potatoes, , vegetables, lasagna, stuffed mushrooms, devilled eggs, fruit, cold cuts and cheese with crackers, and, yes, mac and cheese."

"Mmm, your mom's mac and cheese," Kika licked her lips hungrily. "I knew there was a reason I keep you around, my friend. Well, I'll see you around."

"Bye, Kika!" Fishlegs called, waving as the girl crossed the threshold of his room.

"Don't stress your precious mind," she advised, closing his bedroom door behind her. "Mrs. Ingerman?" she called, peeking into the kitchen. "I think Fishlegs might need some ice cream tonight. He's writing an English paper."

"Thank you, dear," she offered a smile. "Would you like to stay for dinner? It'll put some meat on your bones~"

"Sorry, no can do. I have a special delivery to make. Oh! Then I have to pick up a package from the post office! Thanks for reminding me, Mrs. Ingerman!" she laughed as she left the Ingerman household.

If there's one thing she knew about the twins, it's that they secretly hate having to share everything with each other. Which is why Kalika held only one envelope in her hand as she knocked on the door. She could hear the twins fighting to open the door. Something crashed to the floor. The door flew open and revealed the disheveled faces of the twins. "Kika!" they greeted in unison, each grabbing one of her arms as they dragged her in the house. "We missed you," Ruffnut laughed.

"Come watch us play Mario Carts," Tuffnut insisted, tugging her towards the stairs. "You can watch me kick Ruff's butt!"

"No way! The only butt that's getting kicked is yours," Ruffnut glared, pulling Kika towards her.

"Sorry, guys, but the butt kicking will have to wait," Kalika grinned, handing the single envelope to them. "I'm just bringing reminders."

The twins snatched the envelope at the same time and, when seeing the others' hand, turned to glare at each other. "Hands off, garbage breath," Ruffnut hissed, pulling the envelope towards her.

"Not in this lifetime, dragon butt!"

"Let go, Tuffnut. You got to open the last letter!"

"No, I didn't!"

"Yeah, you did-"

"Oh, dear me," Kalika mocked, fighting back a grin. "Have I forgotten to make two separate invites? Well, I suppose I'll have to open it then to prevent World War Twin." With that, she took the envelope from them and opened it. "Wow! What have we here! Two envelopes. What are the chances of that?" Kalika let out a laugh, handing the separate envelopes to each of them. "I'm heading out. Stay warm, you guys!"

"Bye, Kika!" they called as she closed the door behind her.

… … …

The day of Christmas Eve had finally come, and Kika had taken painstaking measures to make sure her house remained as clean as when Hiccup left four days before. She walked through her front door with numerous bags full of drinks weighing her down. She looked over at the clock and nodded. Hiccup was coming over early because his dad and Gobber were going to the faculty party and didn't want him tagging along. Fishlegs would come some time later to bring all the food in.

"Adam!" Kalika called up the stairs, stumbling with all the added weight.

"What?" Adam's reply was muffled by his closed door.

"Help your frail and weak sister carry stuff!" she sang, dropping the bags to the floor with a loud clunk. She heard his chair roll across the floor before his door opened. Adam walked down the stairs and grabbed almost all the bags from the floor. "I don't need you to carry all of them~" Kika whined, watching as he carried them with ease.

"I'm not," he laughed, already in the kitchen unpacking the bags. "I left you two."

When Kalika got in the kitchen and started to help unpacking, she asked "Are you staying for the party?"

"Sorry, short stack," Adam said, ruffling her hair. "Cassidy invited me to her parents' party. I'll be back tomorrow though. We can spend all day together if you want."

"Alright," Kalika replied, offering a lopsided grin. "But I'm not saving you any cookies."

"Fair enough," he laughed, putting the last bottle in the fridge. "Anything else you need?"

"A hug would be nice…" she suggested, holding her arms out.

"Oh, would it?" he asked, scooping his sister into a bear hug.

… … …

"Hiccup, can you get the door? I think Fishlegs is here with the food!" Kalika cried from the bathroom, trying to light a candle, but the matches kept breaking.

"Alright!" he called back, opening the front door. "Hi, Mrs. Ingerman. Hey, Fishlegs."

"Oh, hello dear!" Kalika could hear Mrs. Ingerman's excited squeal clearly from the other end of the house. "You're too thin, young man. Too thin! Tsk. Well, I suppose you could put on a few pounds tonight. I hope I made enough food. Tod is carrying them in. Are you alright, dear?" she called outside to her husband.

"I…I might need a hand!" Mr. Ingerman shouted back.

"Come on, Fishlegs, let's go help," Hiccup said, walking out the door.

With all the food in its place and all the candles lit (with Hiccup's help, of course), the trio were ready for the rest of the group to show up. They plopped down on Kika's couch, egg nogs in hand while they watched Christmas specials.

Astrid was the first to arrive. She was wearing a red snowman sweater with snowflakes and a pair of dark jeans with mid-calf black boots. She had presents piled in her arms blocking her face when Kalika opened the door. "Need help, friend?" Kika asked, taking half the pile.

"Thanks," Astrid smiled, flipping her hair out of her face.

"No problem," Kika replied, leading the way to the living room. "They'll go under the tree."

They put the presents next to the ones Hiccup brought. After everyone arrived (Eret arrived fashionably late, of course), Astrid turned on some Christmas music while Hiccup and Kalika began distributing plates of food. "Fishlegs, your mom can seriously cook," Astrid said after swallowing a bite of roast beef.

"You get used to the phenomenal tastes," Kalika muttered through a mouthful of mac and cheese.

"I always feel so bad," Fishlegs exclaimed with a smirk. "Every time Kika or Hiccup come over my mom forces them to eat for hours! Actually, it's kind of funny now that I think about it." He chuckled.

"It's not her fault, though," Kika explained. "It's her way of showing affection." A few moments of silence followed. "So anyone have any funny stories to tell while we eat?"

"Wanna hear the story of my first photoshoot?" Eret offered, pushing the baked beans and mac and cheese to the other end of his plate.

"Oh, yeah," Ruffnut drawled readily, staring at the male with wide, eager eyes.

"Actually, we want to hear a story from Kika," Tuffnut refuted, jerking Ruffnut's arm out from under her.

"I don't know any good stories, but I know this joke…?" Kika offered, rubbing the back of her neck nervously.

"Well, I like jokes. Ruff," he punched her in the arm. "Don't you like jokes?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess…" Ruffnut agreed, giving one last glance to Eret.

"Okay so a little background on this joke; you guys know that different flavored cheerios can't mate with each other, right?..." So Kalika began to explain how a plain cheerio fell in love with a blueberry cheerio and invented a machine to change his flavor so that he could be with his love. However, his love didn't reciprocate his feelings and created a similar machine to change into a flavor he wasn't. They eventually fell in love and went to a party. "The female cheerio asked her mate to get her something to drink, and, after waiting in line for the milk for twenty-five minutes, he looked over and realized that there was no punch line." she finished with a smile. Hiccup began laughing, almost hysterically, while the rest of the party stared at Kika with blank expressions. "Y…You get it, right? No punch line? Because there's no punch line in the joke either…okay..."

"That was terrible!" Astrid exclaimed good-naturedly, letting out a laugh.

"Alright, so maybe I'm not as funny as I thought," Kika giggled, tugging at her hair. "What if we played a game or…something?"

"Actually, I'm gonna grab some more grub," Fishlegs interjected, grabbing his still-full plate and rushing out of the room.

"Yeah, and I have to, uh…powder my nose!" Ruffnut stated, quickly following after Fishlegs.

"What was that about?" Astrid asked, slightly amused.

"I bet they're secretly in love, and they're trying to hide it from us because they're afraid we won't accept them," Kika announced.

"Nah, when Ruff says she needs to 'powder her nose,' she actually has to take a wiz," Tuffnut explained in a bored tone.

"Lovely," Astrid grimaced, scrunching up her nose.

There was a clatter of objects falling to the ground; the sharp clang of silver hitting the floor followed by the soft squishing of food plopping onto tile. "Uh…guys?!" Fishlegs called from the kitchen, obviously distressed. "A little help please!"

Hiccup, Kika, and Astrid shot up and turned to look at Eret and Tuffnut-who stayed seated. "What?" Eret asked defensively, holding up his hands. "You see these? These are worth thousands, ergo they don't do manual labor."

Tuffnut, however, shrugged and stood up, joining the group. They made their way to the kitchen and found the container of green beans had fallen to the floor. "Oh, good! It wasn't the mac and cheese!" Kika exclaimed in relief. "I hate green beans."

Hiccup shook his head at her antics and took charge of the situation, giving everyone a job. Kika and Tuffnut would pick up the container and the serving utensils. Astrid and Fishlegs would clean up the spilled food, and Hiccup would mop the floor afterwards. "Kika!" Ruffnut shouted from the bathroom.

"What?!" she called back, making her way to the closed door down the hall.

"Get in here," she demanded, her voice muffled by the door. "I need your help!"

"Ew!" Kika recoiled, scrunching up her nose in disgust. "Help with what?"

"I dropped my ring in the toilet! Help me!"

Kika made to enter the room before pausing and asking "Are you decent?"

"Of course I am, you creep! Why would I ask you to come in if I wasn't?"

"Just making sure," she said, opening the door. Kika walked over to the blonde and followed her gaze. "Our friendship ring!" she turned to Ruffnut. "I guess this would be the precise time to say, wow. Our friendship has really gone down the drain."

"I'll punch you," she growled. "I'm not reaching into your toilet. Get it for me."

"Ew, gross! No way!"

"Well, then what're we gonna do? We can't just leave it in there!"

"Hehe, water we gonna do, indeed?" then an idea hit Kalika. A terrible yet brilliant idea. "What if we got your brother to do it?"

Ruffnut's face lit up in a wicked grin. "Oh, look how I've changed you! Tuffnut!" she shouted.

"What do you want, crap face?" he called back, his voice slightly muffled from the wall separating them.

"Get over here. We need your manly powers," Kika replied, rolling her eyes at the girl next to her.

"Alright, alright," he conceded. The girls heard his footsteps as he made his way into the bathroom. "What's up?"

"You explain," Ruffnut said, pushing past Kalika. "I have to grab something."

"Alrighty," Kika replied, leading Tuffnut to the toilet. "Ruffnut dropped our friendship ring—a symbol of our mutual care and trust—into the toilet. And I thought you could help us grab it because you like gross things."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait! You and Ruff have friendship rings, and you didn't include me? What the heck?"

"It's a girl thing," Kalika said, rolling her eyes. "Now can you help us?"

"Uh, yeah, alright," he nodded, reaching into the toilet and grabbing hold of the ring. He pulled it out and shook some of the water off his hand. "Where do you want this?"

"Just put it in the sink," Kika pointed to the sink next to the toilet. "And wash your hands."

"Sure thing, cap-i-tain," he replied, dropping the ring into the sink before turning on the faucet.

"Thanks, Tuff," Kika grinned after he washed his hands. They turned to leave the bathroom, but Ruffnut stood in front of them, holding out a hand to stop their movement. Kika tilted her head to the side. "Ruff, what's up…?" the female twin smirked and pointed up to the doorframe of the bathroom. Tuffnut and Kalika shared a glance before looking over their heads. Kalika dropped her head, a furious blush spreading across her cheeks. She didn't, Kalika thought, completely mortified. She couldn't have planned this entire thing…?

"Well, go on, lovebirds," Ruffnut laughed. "Make with the nasty. You're not leaving this room until you do."

Kalika yanked at her hair nervously as she turned to the male twin who was regarding her with an impish grin. "Might as well, right?" he laughed.

"S…sure," she replied, standing on her tippy toes. She pecked him on the lips quickly and pulled away, ready to leave.

"What kind of a kiss was that?" Ruffnut laughed, pushing her friend into her brother.

"Ruff, please…" Kika began but was cut off by Tuffnut who shrugged before lifting her chin. He pressed his lips against hers, and Kalika was surprised by how soft his lips were. This is so mortifying! I hope Hiccup is as embarrassed as I am right now…wherever he is.

And embarrassed he was. Yes, he wanted to kiss Astrid, but not this way! He'd planned out their first kiss in vivid detail! It would happened on their third date after they go to see a movie both of them were really into on Valentine' Day, but no. His supposed best friend had set up this stupid plot and ruined his entire plan! Thanks, Fishlegs, he hissed in his mind as he turned to Astrid with a sheepish grin. "H-how about it, Astrid?" he asked, an awkward smile twitching on his lips.

Astrid smirked and grabbed his lapel, pulling him to her forcefully. She crashed her lips against his. Hiccup stared at this girl—this girl who he'd dreamed about for years—with wide eyes. He tentatively reciprocated the kiss. He felt her grin against his lips. And, for once in his life, something had gone perfectly right.

There you have it, lovelies. Like I said, I'll try to update more frequently.

Lots of love, minions.

Yours psychotically,

Vee