"So, if he was so interested in this farmer's daughter, why did he ever bother with Waiola?" Astrid shrugged her shoulders. She was looking through her dual looking glasses- she had taken two from Hiccup and taped them together, getting annoyed with squinting through one alone. "Oh come on, you must know. I thought women knew everything?"

"It's either they know everything or they will do everything they can to find something out."

"Ah. That makes much more sense." Hiccup took the dual looking glassses from her- that was all they were called at the minute, Astrid hadn't thought up a good enough name for them- and peered at Cadman and his new lady friend. "Talisha, her name is." Hiccup reminded himself. Astrid snatched her invention back and continued watching. "Why are we spying on them anyway?"

"I need to know why he was trying to go for Waiola."

"Maybe because his parents set it up?"

"And Talisha is OK with that?"

"Well, maybe she was hoping it wouldn't work so she would get Cadman all to herself."

"What are you two freaks doing?" Hiccup startled. Astrid turned her head to glare at Snotlout. "Hiding in bushes and spying on people." He observed. "And I thought you had chiefly duties?"

"I do. I'm making sure that your family, Waiola's family and Cadman's family don't all start a rivalry."

"And why would they?"

"Because parents' choices usually always differ from their kids. Look what Astrid made!" Hiccup held up the new set of spy gear. Snotlout took it carefully, peering through both ends. He nodded approvingly and handed them back to Astrid. "So, where's Waiola?"

"With her friends. Her parents and my dad are sorting out the whole wedding thing now." Snotlout paled and he dropped to sit with them. "Oh gods, a wedding..." Astrid's expression softened and she rested a hand lightly on his arm. He looked up at that, bewildered.

"It's OK to be nervous. Everyone feels nervous when they're about to make a big change like this." Snotlout looked from her to Hiccup and back again. "I mean, look who I ended up marrying. You can't get any more nervous than that."

"Hey!"

"What I mean, Lout, it's perfectly normal. Don't worry about it, it'll work out fine in the end."

"Promise?"

"Can you imagine the Hiccup tantrum if it doesn't?"

"I'm right here." But Snotlout was smiling now. "And I will throw a tantrum if you and Waiola don't get married. I am planning your wedding after all; don't want all my hardwork wasted." Judging by Astrid's eye roll, Hiccup was still deluding himself that he was planning the wedding and not the Rowells and Spitelout. "And then you could help me set Fishlegs and Tuff up with ladies. Astrid is looking for a guy for Ruff, but I think most of the village is scared of her."

"Astrid or Ruffnut?"

"Both." Astrid elbowed her husband sharply in the ribs. Hiccup fell sideways and pretended to be dead.

"Idiot. Any plans for you and Waiola?"

"P-Plans?"

"Yeah." Hiccup said, opening his eyes. "Date night. Candle-lit dinner for two, a walk along the beach, a fly around the island. Waiola doesn't have her own dragon, maybe you could find one for her." Snotlout relaxed slightly.

"I can do that."

"Then why are you still here? Go!" Astrid shooed him away with a Hiccup-like wave of the arms. Hiccup pinched her leg and they started play-fighting, her attacks a tad more aggressive than his. Snotlout decided it would be safer to leave them to it.

"Speaking of dragons," Hiccup said once Astrid had pinned him, "maybe we should check on Ingrid and Sneezy."

"And Toothless."

"What about Stormfly?"

"She isn't a pain like that Night Fury of yours."

"Toothless isn't a pain, he's just... eccentric. And very lovable." Astrid hummed, rising and holding her hand out to him. "Thank you, milady." He smiled once he was back on his feet. He offered her his arm and they walked back home like that. Hildegard and Fenrir were babysitting today. Ingrid was sat on the table, Sneezy in her lap and eating chunks of fish from her hand. Toothless was helping Hildegard clean up, holding up a rug for her to sweep out the dirt from under it. Stormfly was nowhere to be seen, which probably meant she was upstairs protectively watching over the sleeping Alastor. "Hello!" Hiccup greeted bubbily.

"Hello you two." Hildegard smiled. "Astrid, dear, you really shouldn't sweep everything under the rug."

"No, that's me." Hiccup defended instantly. It was actually him and Astrid, but he was taking the brunt of things. Hildegard tutted and shook her head. Fenrir seemed to know what Hiccup had done, smiling and giving a slight nod to show his consent. Hiccup bounced over to help his mother-in-law clean, scratching Toothless under the chin as a hello. Hildegard gave him a little lecture on how to properly sweep the floors and get rid of the mess afterwards while Astrid sat at the table and talked to her father.

"Got it?" Hildegard asked.

"Yes ma'am."

"Good. Don't make me tell you again."

"You don't have come over and start cleaning, you know."

"Someone has to."

"That doesn't necessarily mean you though. Don't get me wrong, it's great that you're helping, but you need a break too." Hildegard smiled and patted his cheek.

"You're sweet, Hiccup, but you know that Vikings only take a break to die."

"Then I'm dead a million times over." She rolled her eyes, shaking her head. That was a look and motion Astrid had given him many a time over the years and it seemed to be infectious. Had Hiccup ever done the eye-roll/head-shake combination to someone? This was going to bug him now, had he?

"Hiccup, what's with the more-confused-than-usual look?" Astrid smirked.

"I'm debating if I've picked up some Hofferson traits or not."

"Probably." Fenrir nodded. Then he rethought his answer. "What traits?"

"Now that I think about it, probably quite a few." Ingrid started laughing. Sneezy had discovered his tail and started chasing it in circles around his owner. Hiccup chuckled. "Seems I'm not the only one."

"Get out."

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