"Hi Momma!" Astrid said. "I was wondering if I could spend the night at Henry's?" She paused to wait for her mom to reply. "Well he is still getting used to his new leg Momma. I thought I could help." Astrid's face then turned somber. "Momma... um... she..." Astrid bit her lip as she looked at me then continued. "His mom went missing when he was four." I bowed my head. Even though I knew more about my mother, knowing that she was gone wasn't comforting. I wished I had my mom. "Momma come on." Astrid whined. "Henry would never do anything to hurt me." Astrid rolled her eyes. "He wouldn't dare touch me without permission Momma." She laughed. It was true. I wouldn't. "Please Momma! He needs me." Astrid bit her lip nervously, as she listened. Then her eyes started to light up. "I will Momma! Thank you Momma!" She paused again. "I will be home in time for supper tomorrow." She was smiling now. "Yep, love you, bye!" Astrid then hung up. "She said it was okay."

"Great, let's go." I said getting ready to leave.

"Go? Where are we going?" She asked.

"To find you a room you would like to spend the night in." I said.

"Why can't I stay with you? It's not like we haven't had sex before." Astrid said.

"You want to stay with me?" I asked. Astrid rolled her eyes.

"Why wouldn't I want to stay with you?" She asked me.

"I..." I started. I really didn't know. "Have no answer for that." I finished. Astrid just started laughing. "What?"

"You are so ridiculous!" Astrid chuckled.

"Thank you for summing that up." I replied in my sarcastic tone. I pretended to pout.

"Oh stop it." Astrid said punching me in the shoulder.

"Oh yeah hit someone who just got out of the hospital." I laughed. "That's a very..." She sealed off my lips with a kiss. If this is what it was going to feel like every time we kissed... "Nice thing to do." I finished. We both broke out into laughter. Just then we heard the booming voice of my godfather, Gobber.

"I'm back did you miss me?" He asked. I ran toward him with Astrid on my heels.

"Hi Gobber!" I said hugging him.

"Hey Hiccup." He said. Astrid was confused.

"Oh Astrid, this is my godfather Gob..." I started.

"Gobber?!" She said in shock.

"Hey Astrid long time no see eh!" Gobber smiled.

"Wait you two know each other?" I asked.

"He was my softball coach in elementary school!" Astrid said.

"Yep, and she was my best player. Even with your bad pitching form." Gobber smiled.

"Well Hiccup fixed that for me!" Astrid smiled. Gobber looked at me.

"How did you pull that one off?" he asked.

"Observation mostly." I replied. "But good thing you two know each other. I don't have to do too much introduction."

"Are you staying for dinner?" asked Gobber.

"Yeah Hiccup invited me." Astrid smiled.

"How well do you know your table etiquette?" asked Gobber.

"Gobber!" I hushed.

"Hiccup you know what I mean. If Astrid ever has a dinner with your father around, she is going to need to know the proper etiquette." Gobber said.

"Well I know about working from the outside in." Astrid replied.

"That's a good start, but you are going to need to know more than that." Gobber said. "Good thing I am here! We will help you through what all you need to know. Let's start with supper tonight!" Gobber said walking off to the dining room. I ran my hand through my hair.

"I'm so sorry about this." I said.

"Don't worry about it." Astrid smiled. "This was going to happen sooner or later." I sighed. I was truly hoping for later.

Supper was, eventful. Astrid sat like she normally did and I knew that was going to be the first struggle.

"Ah ah, Astrid." Gobber said tying her to the back of the chair. "Back straight!"

"I can't even reach the plate!" she said. I stood up and pushed her in.

"Is that better Miss Hofferson?" I asked. I could tell that she was uncomfortable.

"Kinda." she replied.

"Ah ah, Hiccup." said Gobber. "You are being too nice to her. You know that kind of diction won't work."

"Diction too?!" Astrid exclaimed. "Are you kidding me?!"

"Yes, now answer him properly." Gobber said. Astrid sighed.

"Thank you for your consideration, Hen..." she started.

"Ah ah, Astrid." Gobber corrected. "You need to address him properly. He would be Master Henry."

"Why?!" Asked Astrid.

"Because if his father was here, he would be the one to be addressed as Mr. Haddock. That would make you address Hiccup as Master." Gobber explained. Astrid groaned.

"Fine!" she yelled. She took a couple deep breaths then looked at me. "Thank you for your consideration Master Henry. It is easy to reach the plate, but I am still not happy about being tied to my chair."

"Well done Astrid." Gobber praised.

The rest of the meal went... okay for the most part. Astrid really wasn't used to the rich lifestyle. She didn't understand why you needed so many courses and in such little servings. We crashed on my bed when we got to my room.

"Who knew supper could be so tiring!" Astrid moaned. "How are you able to put up with that every day?"

"It took me a while, but it slowly turned into a habit." I replied. Astrid sighed.

"If we ever live together, I don't want it to be in a big house and I don't want servants." She said.

"Fine by me." I replied. Our eyes then became heavy and we fell asleep.