Apologies in advance to my male readers as this chapter details some awkward moments in a girl's life :p But don't let that stop you reading it as it is quite funny and is written very tastefully so it's not overly awkward or anything. This chapter deals with Siri reaching puberty and Hiccup is not happy about it! Especially when Snotlout and Tuffnut give him absolute hell for it!

So this chapter is about growing up and all that and let me assure some people (mainly my male readers) that this is the average time for this to occur. This chapter has skipped ahead just over 2 years, so Siri is 3 months off turning 12, Leif will be 6 in a month and Ingrid only turned 2 a few months before.

Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 36 – Puberty Blues

"Where are you, my little dragon trainer?" Hiccup said loudly, as he tiptoed around the room, cautious of his metal leg upon the wooden floorboards. "You know I'm going to find you sooner or later, so you might as well give up!"

A tiny giggle sounded from behind the wooden couch, causing a grin to form at the corner of Hiccup's lips as he continued around the room, pretending he hadn't heard.

"Hmm, I wonder where she is?" he said loudly, amusement evident in his tone as he slowly approached the couch. Hearing the tap tap tap of a metal leg, though, 2 year old Ingrid quickly crawled backwards around to the other side of the couch, careful not to disturb her sister, reading quietly on the couch, her tongue sticking out in concentration as she tried not to get caught. Seeing the movement out of the corner of his eyes, Hiccup quickly jumped around the back of the couch.

"Gotcha!" he exclaimed cheerfully, only to find a few discarded toys. He frowned. "Hmm-" he said, with a thoughtful frown, "-I wonder where Ingrid has gotten too?" His eyes caught movement again; long auburn hair sticking out from the other side of the couch. He grinned. "Oh well, I guess she wins this time," he said loudly, allowing for a giggle from the little girl's lips again, before he suddenly jumped in front of her, causing her to squeal in delight, and try to run, only to be scooped into her father's arms, her squealing growing louder in volume as Hiccup dangled her upside down.

Siri's teeth gritted at the high pitched shriek emitting from her sister's mouth. Did she know how to do anything else? She thought, as she lowered her eyes to concentrate on the book in her hands. She clenched her fists as Ingrid gave another squeal, making her move the book closer to her face. Couldn't they go outside and play?

"Gotcha, daddy!" Leif yelled, quickly tackling his father from behind, startling Hiccup into carefully dropping Ingrid on the floor, where she quickly got up and took off in another direction, Leif following close behind. Getting to the safety of the kitchen table, where Astrid was watching the scene play out in amusement, the five year old stuck his tongue out at his father with a grin

"You cheated!" Hiccup accused him with a laugh, as he watched Ingrid giggling behind the safety of her brother.

"It's not cheating when you don't pay attention, babe," Astrid said cheerfully, looking down at the two kids. "I'd run if I were you two-" she added with a grin, "-daddy doesn't like to lose."

Leif's eyes widened at the realisation before he quickly looked at his little sister with wide eyes. "Run, Ingrid!" he yelled, before scattering in the opposite direction as Hiccup made a lunge for him, and missed, causing him to fall flat on his face with a loud thump setting Siri's teeth on edge as she lost her page. Shaking her head angrily, she flipped through the book trying to recover her page, annoyance emanating from every part of her body at the noise in the tiny living room, which only heightened as her mother suddenly howled with laughter at his father's predicament.

"Oh sure, laugh at the invalid," Hiccup said dryly, as Astrid doubled over unable to contain her laughter, before Toothless, a large gummy grin on his own face, helped his rider up gently. Body tensed up, anger began to boil in the 11 year olds stomach as her patience began to grow thin.

"I'm...I'm sorry, Hiccup-" Astrid choked out, wiping tears of mirth from her eyes, "-but you make it too easy! When have you ever managed to outrun those two?!"

"Well, there's a first time for everything," Hiccup said with a shrug, before he suddenly picked Astrid up, who squealed as loud as her daughter, before he met his lips with hers in a swift kiss, making Leif look up at his parents in disgust.

"Yuck."

"Yucky," Ingrid echoed faithfully.

"Oh, is that so, my little warrior?" Hiccup asked her with a grin, placing Astrid back upon the ground, before suddenly lunging forward towards his youngest. She squealed in delight and darted away from him with agility her father could only dream of, making a break for the protection of her older sister on the couch.

"Help Siwi!" Ingrid screamed joyously, as both her father and brother attempted to catch her, "dada gwet me!"

"I'm not playing, Ingrid," Siri said in annoyance, not lifting her eyes from her page. "Hide behind mummy."

"Help, Siwi!" Ingrid repeated again with a giggle, reaching up to tug her sister's arm. "Dada gwet me!" She pouted when Siri continued to ignore her. "SIWI!"

"LEAVE ME ALONE, INGRID!" Siri suddenly snapped angrily, yanking her arm away from her little sister's grasp. "I DON'T WANT TO PLAY!"

The house was quiet. Siri's outburst had stunned her parents, jaws agape, while her brother looked on goggle-eyed. The 5 year old had never heard his sister yell like that before and honestly, it surprised him. The worst hit, however, was her youngest sister, whose wide green eyes were so full of tears in the short seconds afterwards that they could not hold back the deluge. The dam broke, and it was loud again.

"Siri, what in Thor's name was that all about?!" her mother exclaimed crossly, as Siri stood up angrily and threw her book down onto the wooden couch with a loud thump which echoed loudly in everyone's ears.

"WHY DON'T YOU ALL JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?!"

Turning on her heel, Siri quickly raced up the stairs and into her room, slamming the door behind her with a booming crash, leaving her parents staring after her, flabbergasted as to what they had just witnessed. Astrid's shock soon turned into anger, though, as the Viking warriors stomach soon bubbled over in anger.

"Oh, no-" she said angrily, as she made her way over to the stairs, "we're not letting that slide, young lady."

"What was that?" Hiccup asked weakly, staring up his eldest daughter's closed room in astonishment, as he held a whimpering Ingrid tight in his arms, who was clutching at his leather vest tightly as she wept into his chest.

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out," Astrid said fiercely, as she stormed up to the 11 year olds room and barged in without so much as a knock.

"Ohhhh, Siri's in trouble," Leif said in awe as he watched his mother enter the room, her face a brilliant shade of red. He looked up at his father with wide eyes. "Why did she do that?" he asked his father in confusion. "Siri never yells like that. She usually loves to play."

"I'm not sure, buddy," Hiccup replied slowly, as he looked up at the closed door, "but I'm going to find out." Turning back to his son, he gently lowered a still whimpering Ingrid on the floor, and gave her a soft kiss on her auburn locks, before looking at his son with a small smile. "Can you look after her while I go see what this is about?" he asked the 5 year old, who gave his father a quick nod before Hiccup quickly raced up the stairs to see what was going on.

"I don't want to talk about it, mum!" Siri yelled as her mother entered the room.

"I don't care if you do or not-" Astrid replied stubbornly, as she pulled over a chair and dropped herself down upon it, "-I just want to know why you did that."

"She annoyed me," Siri mumbled, crossing her arms across her chest as she plopped down on the bed.

Astrid raised an eyebrow. "She annoyed you? And that's a good reason for yelling at a 2 year old is it?"

Siri didn't answer.

"Seriously, Seer, what's wrong?" Astrid asked her, a little more calmly. "You've been acting weird all week, and this-" she sighed, "-this isn't like you."

"You wouldn't understand!" Siri exclaimed in frustration as she leapt off the bed to stare at her mother who looked back at her in surprise.

"What wouldn't I understand, Seer?" Astrid asked gently, seeing the look of anxiety slowly creeping into her daughter's eyes as she sat down again. "What's going on?"

"I-" the 11 year old trailed off as a faint blush rose in her cheeks, before twisting her hands around in her lap, a sure sign she was nervous about something. Slowly, she stood up, and with shaking hands, approached the end of the bed, and carefully peeled back the bed covers, her blush rising deeper into the hollows of her cheeks as she did so. Following her daughter's line of sight, Astrid's eyes suddenly widened in acknowledgement of the situation. So, it begins, she thought.

"Ohhh," Astrid said slowly, understanding showing in her bright azure eyes as Siri awkwardly kept her eyes lowered so as not to meet her mother's eyes.

"I...I woke up to it this morning," she said hesitantly, as she slowly raised her eyes to meet her mothers'. "I... I didn't know what to do-" she admitted with a mortified glance towards Astrid, "-so I tried to hide it."

"Oh, Seer-" Astrid reached out to stroke her daughter's blonde hair back with a reassuring smile, "-you didn't need to hide this, it's only-"

"Oh gods."

Startled, Astrid and Siri whipped their heads around, only to meet the dazed form of Hiccup, standing motionless in the doorway. His eyes were locked on the bed sheets upon his daughter's bed as a dark flush rose heatedly on his cheeks.

"I...I don't think this is my place by the looks of it," Hiccup said awkwardly, slowly stepping back from the open doorway, the flush in his cheeks prominent even from his position.

"Hiccup-" Astrid began gently, as she made her way over to him, "-it's not that bad." Hiccup raised his eyebrows in disbelief making her sigh. "Ok, maybe for you it is-" she added quickly, "-but I really think you should be here so we can explain it to her-"

"This isn't my place, Astrid," Hiccup protested weakly, looking from his wife to his humiliated daughter. "I'll...I'll just leave you to it. I have a... thing...to do," he stammered nervously, looking around for an escape, and taking it as he hurried toward the stairs, the heat still rising in his cheeks, making his face turn a dark shade of magenta.

"Oh, that's right; just leave me to do all the explaining!" Astrid called after her retreating husband. "Coward!" Heaving an annoyed sigh, Astrid quickly turned back to her eldest daughter, still sitting nervously on the bed, her eyes carefully averted towards the downturned sheets beside her.

"Well, baby, it looks like it's you and me," Astrid told her with a small smile. "Now, let's have a talk, shall we?"

"Why are we going to Uncle Snotlout's?" Leif asked his father bewildered, as he, Hiccup, and Ingrid approached the house, just inside the village square. "What's wrong with Siri?" Leif added with a look up to his father, whose face was still bright red, despite the length of time it had taken to reach the house in question.

"Something we'll have to get used to in a house full of girls," Hiccup replied with a slight shudder, as he moved Ingrid into a better position in his arms. The little girl had long since calmed down from the earlier incident, but was still sniffling every now and then.

Leif frowned. "Why?"

Hiccup sighed. "You'll find out one day, buddy," he said with a smile, "but I'm not the one who's going to be explaining it. I hope" he added in undertone.

"But why did we have to leave?" Leif persisted with a whine. "Me and Ingrid were beating you."

"Because your sister needs time to herself with mummy right now," Hiccup replied sternly, looking at his son with raised eyebrows, which promptly stopped his moaning. "Besides-" he added with a soft sigh as he looked down at his whimpering little girl, "-I think Ingrid might need to play with Bjorn for a little while. Get her mind off things."

Get her mind off things it did. No sooner had the three of them reached Snotlout and Anna's house, Ingrid's face immediately lit up upon seeing 2 year old Bjorn, sitting outside playing with 1 year old Idony, Tuffnut and Annika's daughter; with Tuffnut, Annika, Snotlout and Anna sitting around on the tiny front porch of the house. Before Hiccup could even muster up a hello to them, though, Ingrid was soon squirming out of his arms and running over towards the other two toddlers without a second thought.

"Hiccup!" Anna exclaimed with a smile as she saw them. "What are you doing over here?" She frowned. "Where's Astrid and Siri?"

"At home," Leif answered before Hiccup could open his mouth. He shrugged. "Daddy says it's a girl thing."

"A girl thing?" Anna asked him, bemused. He shrugged slightly before running off to play with Eric and Sigmund, playing with wooden toy dragons on the steps of the house. As soon as he was out of sight, Anna looked at Hiccup, eyebrows raised. "Girl thing?" she asked again with a chuckle, "-what does he mean by that?"

Hiccup blushed again. "She...ergh...she got her..." he trailed off in embarrassment as Snotlout and Tuffnut looked up at him with wide eyed curiosity.

"Got-?" Anna begin, before her eyes suddenly widened in realisation and her mouth formed a little 'o' in understanding. "Ohhh," she said gently, "-you mean she got a visit from her womanly friend?"

"Not sure I'd call it that," Hiccup mumbled, "but yeah" he sighed. "I walked in on her and Astrid after she yelled at Ingrid-"

"Siri yelled at Ingrid?" Annika cut in surprised, having missed the first part of the conversation. "That's not like her is it?"

"No," Anna quickly replied, "but something tells me it wasn't exactly her fault." She smiled knowingly towards Annika, who frowned for a moment, before her own eyes widened in understanding.

"Ohhhh," she said quietly, "-well, no wonder you escaped." she added with a grin.

"I didn't escape-" Hiccup said hesitantly, as Anna began to lead everyone inside as it began to rain lightly, "-I just didn't think it was my place is all."

"What isn't your place?" Snotlout interrupted with a frown, as he looked between his wife and chief as he followed them through the door. "What are we talking about?"

"Puberty, Snotlout," Anna replied absentmindedly, as she ushered the horde of children into the house.

"Puberty?" Snotlout asked in confusion, "what are talking about that for?-" he trailed off as he saw the mortified look on Hiccup's face, and as realisation struck him, he and Tuffnut looked at each other with identical grins of mischief; a look that didn't go unnoticed by their wives.

"Don't you even dare, Snotlout Jorgenson-" Anna warned him with a pointed finger, "-it's not funny."

"Oh come on-" Snotlout said, a grin spreading across his face, "-can't we even congratulate Hiccup on his daughter becoming a woman?"

Hiccup covered his burning face in his. "She is not a woman!" Hiccup spluttered, causing Snotlout and Tuffnut to guffaw at his reaction. "She's only eleven!"

"She's almost twelve, Hiccup-" Anna explained to him gently, throwing her husband a foul look as he guffawed loudly beside her, "and even though she's not a woman yet-"

"Something else says otherwise," Snotlout replied with a chuckle, which was quickly cut off by a dangerous look given to him by his irate wife, before she turned her attention back to Hiccup.

"-You don't have to worry about yet-" Anna continued, with another look towards Snotlout, "-it's only just starting. She's still your little girl for now-"

"Until she discovers boys," Snotlout cut in with a shrug, "-and something tells me that won't be very far away!"

What little colour remained in Hiccup's cheeks had completely drained away by this. "But she's so young," Hiccup protested weakly, uneasiness creeping into his stomach, "-shouldn't this be happening, you know...later?"

"I was the same age as Siri when it happened to me," Anna explained gently to the frantic father. "It's different for every girl-"

"Don't I know it-" Tuffnut interjected with a shudder. "Ruffnut was the same age too. I swear she flirted with every boy she met afterwards."

"That's an image I could have lived without," Hiccup murmured with a shudder of his own. Annika nodded in agreement.

"Me too."

"What?" Tuffnut protested, as a grin suddenly formed on his face, "-I'm just saying that Siri will be into guys very soon-"

"-and we all know how much Siri hangs around with Len," Snotlout finished with a mischievous grin. "We're just saying it's only a matter of time."

"You do realise that Len is close to puberty then too, don't you?" Hiccup countered quickly, casting a glance over to his friend, who just shrugged and continued to grin like an idiot.

"So?" he replied, "I have all boys. It won't be as bad for me!"

Hiccup raised his eyebrows. "You do remember how boys get around girls don't you?"

"Isn't it the same for girls with guys?" Snotlout replied, not fazed in the slightest by Hiccup's arguments. "And with Siri and Len being best friends-"

Hiccup's eyes widened suddenly with the realisation, before burying his face in his hands, emitting a loud groan. "Thor help me."

"Oh, will you two stop it?" Anna snapped heatedly as the two men howled with laughter, "-you're making this worse than it is. Besides-" she added with a quick glance towards Tuffnut, "-how will you feel when Idony reaches this age? I bet you won't be laughing then."

Tuffnut's eyes widened as he cast his gaze to his 16 month old daughter playing quietly on the floor nearby with Ingrid and Bjorn; a wooden dragon doll firmly in her pudgy little hand.

"But... she's only one; it's years away yet!" Tuffnut protested rapidly. Looking from Anna's raised eyebrows to Hiccup's perceptive grin, though, he quickly snapped his mouth shut and said nothing else, much to Annika's amusement.

"That'll teach you, won't it?" she said with a giggle at his mortified expression. He glanced back at her, unamused.

"Not funny," he murmured; his eyes still firmly on his little girl, whose face was being completely hidden by a mop of curly red hair; courtesy of Annika, as she played.

"Great-" Snotlout drawled, with a glance towards Anna, "-now I'm on my own."

"You wouldn't have been if you'd left Hiccup alone in the first place," she countered.

"Where's the fun in that?"

"Urgh...I really should be heading home anyway," Hiccup piped up hopefully, as he looked out the window in the direction of his house, "-Astrid should be finished explaining everything by now...I hope."

"Hiccup, it's pouring outside-" Anna said quickly, taking note of the heavy sheets of rain pounding the tiny window, "-you can't leave yet. Besides I think you should give them more time," she continued gently, seeing as Hiccup was about to protest. "Leif and Ingrid are having fun; you might as well leave them to it." She nodded to the two kids playing with their respective friends over by the fire pit in the middle of the room, and Hiccup sighed. Ingrid was a lot calmer now after the earlier incident and Leif was in his own little world playing with Eric and Sigmund. The only kid left out was Lennart; and he was reading a book on a chair nearby, anyway. Hiccup grinned at that. He and Siri were so similar; it was hard to believe he was Snotlout's son. He took after his mother alright.

"I guess so," Hiccup agreed with a sigh. "I don't really want to go home too soon before the girls are finishing talking anyway."

"Just think, Hiccup-" Snotlout said grinning, as he patted Hiccup's shoulder gently, -"you're going to have to go through all of this again when Ingrid is her age. How fun will that be?"

The whole room groaned. "SNOTLOUT!"

"This-" Siri exclaimed, wincing as a pain erupted in her lower abdomen "-is my so called 'womanly friend? But it's awful!"

"Don't I know it," Astrid replied sympathetically as she watched Siri tense up with pain, "I've had the pleasure of it for over 20 years."

"You didn't tell me it hurts," Siri told her mother, accusingly, glancing up at her mother. "Does it hurt the whole time?"

"Thankfully, no," Astrid said, to Siri's great relief. "But you'll have a sucky day when they arrive. Luckily-" she added quickly with a small smile, "-we have something to help with those stomach cramps." Pouring a bitter smelling tea into a mug, Astrid handed it to her with a smile. "Now, it doesn't taste all that great, but it will get rid of the cramps within half an hour and that's all that matters."

"Thanks," Siri said gratefully as she received the cup; grimacing slightly at the smell of it, before upending it in one gulp. She shuddered slightly as the bitter taste hit her sensitive tastebuds, but managed to swallow the concoction regardless of its horrible taste.

"There's plenty more where that came from," Astrid said as she took the mug away from her daughter. "In the cupboard downstairs, if you ever need it."

"How many times will I have to drink the stuff?" Siri asked, grimacing at the thought of drinking it again that day.

"Only once or twice," Astrid reassured her. "After that it will calm down."

Siri nodded, before she heaved a great sigh and flopped herself onto her back on the bed. "I didn't think this would happen so soon" she said. She glanced up at her mother. "I thought you said it happened later?"

"I told you that a year ago," Astrid reminded her softly, as she lay down on her back beside her daughter. "You're 12 in a few months, so no; it's around the normal time. I was only a bit older when it happened to me. It's different for every girl."

Siri nodded thoughtfully before she looked back at her mother with a small smile. "What..." she started nervously, "...what's puberty like?" she asked, a blush creeping up on her cheeks. "Will I start liking boys? I mean...I don't even like them; not in that way, anyway." She shuddered at the thought which made Astrid giggle slightly.

"That'll make your father happy," she joked. "But no, sweetie, you won't just suddenly like boys just because your body says you're a woman. It's weird like that."

"Thank Thor," Siri murmured with a nervous giggle, which made Astrid smile.

"You think you're glad?" she asked her daughter, making Siri frown in her mother's direction. "At least I don't have to give you 'the talk' again."

Siri's face flushed. "You don't have to give me that talk again, mum," the eleven year old choked out. "I think I know enough." She shuddered at the memory of her mother-daughter talk she was given less than a year before; her face darkening in the process. "It's just gross."

Astrid snorted with laughter, as she looked towards her daughter's humiliated expression. "I remember saying that at your age," she said with a grin. "The point is you won't always say that. But for now-" she leant forward to kiss her daughter's forehead gently as she went to protest, "-I'm glad you are; and so will dad."

"Dad's going to have a heart attack," Siri said with a slight smile. "He already left pretty quickly earlier." Siri suddenly frowned as she remembered the earlier incident and looking over at her mother again, she bit her lip sheepishly. "I'll have to say sorry to Ingrid, won't I?" she asked her mother.

"Yes, you wil,l" Astrid said firmly, causing Siri to sigh. "I don't care why you said it, it still wasn't on. You have to learn to control your mood swings."

Siri raised her eyebrows. "You can control them?" she asked in surprise.

"You can," Astrid nodded seriously. "But wanting to is a different story," she added with a wolfish grin.

Siri laughed. "I know what you mean," Siri agreed with a giggle. "All I want to do is go outside and throw my axe at some trees."

"That works," Astrid nodded with a laugh. "I do it myself. We can do that tomorrow if you want." She looked towards the window where the rain completely obscuring the scene outside as it came in down in heavy drops. "I doubt we'll be going outside today."

"Don't really care anyway," Siri admitted irritably, as her hand made its way down to her cramping stomach. "I don't even want to move right now." She looked at her mother. "When will this tea set in?" she asked desperately. "It hurts."

"Just give it some time," Astrid replied gently, as she sat up. "Just lie down for a little while and come down when you're ready. You'll get used to it." Siri raised her eyebrows incredulously at her mother making Astrid grin sheepishly. "Well, sort of used to it," Astrid added quickly, resulting in a laugh from her daughter. "I'll deal with your dad when he gets home."

Siri giggled, as she picked up her book from the bedside table, careful not disturb Midnight dozing away there. "Good luck with that."

"Well...it looks like the rain isn't letting up," Hiccup said with a sigh as he poked his head out the door. He turned around to face Anna and Annika standing right behind him. "Looks like we'll have to make a break for it."

"You'll be soaked by the time you get home!" Anna exclaimed wide eyed. "Are you sure you don't want to wait?"

"He just wants to get home before Siri grows up even more," Snotlout chuckled obnoxiously from the table.

"Snotlout, I'm warning you, if you don't shut up, you're sleeping in the stables with Hookfang!" Anna exclaimed in annoyance, wheeling around to face her husband's annoying grin. "And if you think I don't mean it, try me!"

"Alright, alright, I'll stop," Snotlout said quickly, throwing up his arms in defeat. "I was only kidding."

"Seriously Hiccup, why do you put up with that?" Annika said, with a nod in Snotlout's direction. "You are the chief after all."

"Because it's Snotlout," Hiccup said with a sigh. "He only thinks it's funny because he has no girls to fuss over." He suddenly grinned as he looked over at Snotlout, though. "But wait until he remembers how things will get when boys grow older," he added with a grin, making Anna, Annika and Tuffnut snort with laughter before they were interrupted by a loud crash over by the kitchen table, causing them all to wheel around to the source of the noise.

Hiccup groaned. "Or wait until they're at least old enough to get into their own trouble," he sighed. "Leif, what have you done?!"

Leif was in a heap on the floor beside the kitchen table, a hand to his nose. It seems the loud bang was the result of him and Eric running around the room without looking where they were going, resulting in a run in with the kitchen table.

"My nose hurts," Leif mumbled from behind his hand. "Is it bleeding?" he asked, moving his hand away his throbbing nose.

"No, buddy," Hiccup said with an exasperated sigh, as he helped his son off the ground. "You'll live. But your nose is as red as Hookfang's scales. Come on; we better get you home," he added, as he picked up his daughter and placed an arm around the 5 year old's shoulders.

"Good luck!" Snotlout drawled, as he hooted with laughter, making Hiccup swallow nervously, before he and Leif made a break for it, laughing loudly as the rain drops hit them, the only sound they could hear over the roar of the rain being Anna's furious voice.

"SNOTLOUT JORGENSON!"

Snotlout blanched as he heard his wife's voice. Turning around slowly, he saw Lennart looking over at him over the top of his book.

"Dad; you know you're in trouble, right?" the 11 year old asked him. Snotlout swallowed uneasily.

"Crap."

"You don't have to hide; it's safe to come in," Astrid said with a chuckle, as she heard the front door open with a slight creak.

Hiccup frowned. "How did you know it was me?" he asked in surprise, as he cautiously entered the house; Leif and Ingrid rushing in after him out of the torrent of rain outside.

"No one in their right mind would hang around in this rain for no reason," Astrid replied logically as she looked up from her sewing. She snorted at the sight of them. "You three look like drowned rats." She frowned as she took in her younger daughter, though, who was mostly dry thanks to Hiccup's vest which was covering most of her body. "Well, two of you anyway," she added with a smile, as she held out her arms for the toddler who happily reached out for her mother.

"I feel it," Hiccup grumbled as he peeled off the soaked vest from his body and threw it onto the floor next to Toothless, who was still where he was from when Hiccup had left, not moving from his spot. Seeing this, Hiccup shook his head with a grin.

"I think I'm wetter," Leif drawled uncomfortably as he wadded over to his mother. "I think I have water in my pants!" he added as he twisted around to look at his wet behind.

"I think you do too," Astrid giggled, as she felt her son's clothes, before spotting his bright red nose. She raised her eyebrows. "Alright-" she sighed, "-what did you do?"

"Lost an argument with a table" Hiccup replied with a wide grin, as Astrid gently prodded her son's nose, before shaking her head in amusement.

"I think you'll live," she said with a laugh, giving her son a gentle kiss in his wet hair. "I'd be more worried about these wet clothes, though," she continued quickly, feeling the clothes with furrowed brows. "Go and get changed, sweetie. Don't disturb Siri, though!" she added quickly, as Leif raced up the steps, "she's resting." Leif nodded before tip toeing past his sister's room warily, before racing into his own room, gently shutting the door behind him.

"Your hair is soaked too, sweetie," Astrid said quickly to her little girl before Hiccup could open his mouth, "-why don't you go and join Toothless by the fire?"

"Otay," Ingrid said with a smile as she slid off her mother's lap, before running off to join Toothless who moved over to let the two year old sit beside him with her toys. As soon as she was out of earshot, Hiccup turned his attention back to his wife who was looking back at him expectantly.

"So..." Hiccup began nervously, "-how is she?" He looked up at the closed door of his daughter's room. "Is she okay?"

"She's fine, Hiccup," Astrid replied gently, as took Hiccup's hand in her own. "She's just resting is all. Cramps," she elaborated, seeing Hiccup's perplexed look. "She's had some tea and is resting until they pass."

"Cramps," Hiccup repeated slowly with a sigh, looking at his wife helplessly. "Isn't she too young for all this? She's only eleven."

"She's going to be twelve in a few months, Hiccup," Astrid replied softly, as she reached up to stroke Hiccup's wet locks, "-and like it or not, this is the normal age for all this to happen. I wasn't much older when it happened to me."

"To come on so suddenly, though?"

"Believe it or not, this was coming for a little while," Astrid explained gently. "Haven't you noticed that she's now up to your chest in height? Or that she's got a tiny bit of a chest now? Face it Hiccup, she's been growing up without you even realising it."

Hiccup sighed heavily. "I don't think I'm ready for this. She's still my little girl, no matter what her body is telling her."

"And she still will be for a few more years yet," Astrid said tenderly, as she caressed her husbands' cheek. "She's barely twelve. It's not like she's going to be a hormonal teenager overnight." She chuckled as she saw the horrified look on her husband's face. "Babe, you knew she would have to grow up at some time" she chuckled, "-you can't do anything about it."

"I know," Hiccup admitted unhappily, "-and the way she hangs around with Len makes me even more worried that she'll be boy crazy before I know it."

"She isn't interested in boys yet, Hiccup," Astrid said calmly, "-and I wouldn't worry until she is."

"I'd rather face the Red Death again before that happens," Hiccup said, quite seriously, leading Astrid to snort loudly. "How am I going to cope when Ingrid gets to this age?!" he exclaimed in horror.

"Stop being so melodramatic," Astrid leant down to look into her husband's worried eyes with a warm smile. "She's still your little girl, Hiccup, no matter what you think. As for Ingrid-" she went on with a look towards the 2 year old, "-that's a long way away yet, so I don't know why you're worrying."

"You'd be worried too if you had Snotlout teasing you nonstop for hours about it," Hiccup mumbled, resulting in a chuckle from his wife.

"No wonder you're so nervous," she grinned. "That will teach you to go over to Snotlout's at a time this."

"Ha ha."

Astrid shook her head with a roll of her eyes, before she leant her forehead on Hiccup's with a warm smile. "Stop worrying, Hiccup; the time for boys hasn't come yet."

"What would I do without you?" Hiccup asked her with a grin.

"Be in a total panic," his wife replied with a laugh, before she brushed her lips against Hiccup's in a gentle kiss before breaking away to look into his emerald green eyes. "Now stop panicking."

"I told you he'd panic," came Siri's voice from behind them, making the couple jump and turn their attention to their daughter, who was standing beside the couch with a slight grin on her lips. "Hey daddy."

"Hey, baby-" Hiccup said with a smile as he held out his arms for her, "-how are you feeling?"

"Better," she replied, as she sat on her father's lap. "That stuff is great, mum-" she added with a glance to her mother, "-my cramps have stopped."

"Don't I know it," her mother answered with a laugh, before the eleven year old turned her eyes back to her father.

"Dad, just so you know, I am not interested in boys just yet!"

"Not even Lennart?" her father asked her.

"He's my friend, daddy," Siri replied, horrified. "Gross." She gave a mischievous smile. "I guess he is cute, though" she added with a grin, causing Hiccup's face to pale suddenly.

"I'm joking, daddy," Siri giggled. "Len is cute, but I don't like him in that way."

Hiccup's heart felt it was about to jump out of his chest after that. "I hate puberty" he mumbled, causing Siri and Astrid to howl with laughter at his terrified face, before a little voice interrupted them from the floor.

"Mummy, I wet."

Quickly looking down at her daughter, Astrid saw Ingrid's hair was still clinging to her face, the dampness in her hair barely budging despite the warmth of the fire.

"No wonder, sweetie," Astrid replied with a laugh as she noticed her position "you were supposed to sit by the fire, not play with Toothless." She reached out her arms for her daughter, before picking her up to settle her on her lap. "I'll have to get you a towel or this hair will never dry. You're soaked!" she added as she took a bit of the toddler's hair in her hands making the young girl giggle.

"Ingrid" Siri said quickly from her place on Hiccup's lap, before she took her sister's hand in her own. "I'm sorry I yelled at you. I was being mean. Can you forgive me?" She gave her sister a pout which in turn made the toddler erupt in a fit of giggles.

"Siwi otay!" the little giggled, just as Leif reappeared with a towel in hand which he gave to his mother.

"I got Ingrid a towel," the little boy said kindly before he looked at his older sister. "Daddy said you have girl problems," he teased.

"Yes I do," Siri replied, as she noticed Leif's nose. "What did you do to your nose?" she asked, "-run into a wall again?"

"No!" Leif exclaimed in annoyance, before he blushed. "A table," he added, a little quieter causing Siri to giggle.

"You're clumsier than dad!"

"I am not!"

"Don't start," Hiccup interjected sternly, causing both of them to stop, but it didn't stop Siri from pointing at Leif's nose with another giggle.

"Imagine you at puberty!" she said.

Leif looked at her in bewilderment. "What's pu...pubuty?" He looked at his parents who exchanged a nervous glance, before Astrid gave a little cough of embarrassment.

"You'll find out when you're older, sweetie," Astrid said quickly, her face turning redder by the minute as she glanced down at her younger daughter, who was thankfully not paying attention.

"But what is it?" he asked curiously, looking back towards his sister. "Is it what you have?" he asked, uncertain.

"Yep," Siri answered. "It means you're growing up."

"That's an easier way to put it," Hiccup admitted to Astrid quietly, who inwardly sighed with relief before Leif continued to look at his sister in confusion.

"Huh?"

Siri groaned. "It means you'll start to like girls!" she exclaimed impatiently.

"I already like them. Kelda is my friend" Leif said with a frown.

"Not that way!" Siri exclaimed, before she brandished a hand towards her parents, sitting close to each other on the couch, "I mean like mummy and daddy!"

Leif's face turned to a look of horror.

"EWWWWW!"

Poor Leif, I think Siri has scarred her brother for life :p Anyway, I hope you all liked this chapter, especially with Hiccup's worries about his daughter growing up :) I always imagined he'd panic when this happened and I want to thank supersandman86 for giving me the idea for the quote Hiccup says about preferring to deal with the Red Death again than have Siri reach this stage. You have no idea how much I loved the idea of him saying that! Siri has also already had 'the talk' as you would have figured out, but Astrid would have needed to explain what was going on again as it would have been a bit of a shock the first time, so no Astrid didn't repeat herself. Also, for anyone wondering why Ruff and Fishlegs were absent from the chapter, it's mainly because I couldn't imagine Fishlegs teasing Hiccup and it was easier with just Snotlout and Tuffnut at the forefront of the teasing.

Ok, so next chapter will take place 3 months after this chapter when Siri turns 12 and gets the one thing everyone's been waiting for…her first rideable dragon!

Alright, so, PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW when you get the chance! That's all I ask when you read my chapters :) Please remember though, that NO FLAMES will be tolerated, although KIND constructive criticism is accepted. Next chapter should be up in 2 weeks or so, hopefully. Depends on whether or not I get a name for this dragon of Siri's!

Thanks for reading! :D