"Hello Miss President," Andy greeted his protégée with a flourish of his hands as he walked inside the Student Council's room with his blonde companions.
Anna looked up from her pile of paperwork and her eyes light up warmly. "Oh, hey guys!" She waved at the trio with her pen. "What's up?"
"Just passing by to drop a few things from the seniors' graduation project," Astrid said holding out a relatively thick paper folder.
"Thanks," Anna said as she took the documents and put it on her desk. "How's the hand?" she asked looking at the other girl's cast.
"A huge nuisance," Astrid said annoyed as she glared at her useless hand. She gestured with her head to the files she had just delivered. "We ran everything with Tooth, Gru and North, so everything should be fine."
"It's just to keep you guys updated," Elsa added pulling Rapunzel's chair and sitting down.
"I'll read everything as soon as I'm done with these." She gestured to the pile of papers.
"Bad timing?" Andy asked leaning over her desk and taking one of the paper sheets to read.
"Oh, don't worry." Anna waved his concerns off with a nonchalant expression. "It's just been a little frantic lately."
Astrid went to the couch and took a seat. She placed her good arm on the couch rest getting herself comfortable. "Where are the girls?"
"Running errands," the strawberry-blonde mumbled, her eyes focused once more on the paper she had been reading before the guests' arrival. "Punz went to a meeting with North. Tink had to check something in the greenhouse, or the stable, or the farm, or something like that.
"Need some help?" her sister asked.
"Nah." Anna shrugged. Then, she turned to her sister and gave her a reassuring smile. "You guys just make yourselves comfortable. Enjoy the room without the weight of paperwork over your shoulders."
"In that case, I'll take you on that offer," Andy said walking the kitchen area of the room. "Gonna make us some coffee."
For a peaceful while, the only noises heard in the room were of Anna writing, the occasional shuffle of papers and Andy making coffee on the coffee pot. Then, it began. The screeching, the leaves rustling, the groaning and hissing…
"Do you guys hear something?" Elsa asked trying to figure out the direction the noises were coming from.
"What?" Anna asked confused. Andy and Astrid also turned to Elsa and waited cautiously to identify the weird sounds.
"It's coming from outside," the platinum-blonde said quickly standing up. She went to the balcony and slid the doors open. She stepped outside, looked around and she almost felt her heart jumping out of her chest when she spotted the source of the noises. "Oh my God!" she cried as she looked down. Hanging to the wall and struggling to reach the railing, she saw the guy she usually called her boyfriend.
Elsa's cry of despair was enough to get the rest of the teenagers worried.
"What happened?" Astrid asked standing up from the sofa just in time to see a silver-haired guy pulling himself up and jumping to land beside Elsa.
Jack leaned against the railing and held out one of his hand, which was soon caught by his one-legged friend. With the help, Hiccup was soon making them company in the balcony.
"What are you two doing?" Anna asked narrowing her eyes. In the commotion, she had dropped her pen over the table and had turned on her seat to glare at the two apparently crazy teenagers walking in.
"Parkour?" Hiccup suggested sheepishly as he leaned over to catch his breath.
Elsa put her hands on her hips and glared at them. "Are you insane?!" Her eyes were so hard on them that they recoiled like little kids being reprimanded for doing something wrong.
Jack flinched, but nevertheless headed inside casually. "A little bit, maybe."
"What is wrong with you two?" Andy asked with crossed arms. He had concern written all over his face.
"Why the fuck did you morons climb through the balcony?" Astrid worded her own question to the pair. Her contempt for them was clear in her voice, her eyes, her posture…
"We had to get in and the door was locked," Hiccup explained. Having smelt the divine scent of freshly made coffee from outside, he headed straight in Andy's direction.
"No, it wasn't," Anna protested. She had spent the entire free period cloistered in the Student's Council's room, and the key had been on Tink's desk the whole time. She looked from one troublemaker to the other. "That door has been unlocked the whole day."
Jack shrugged hiding himself behind the wall and peeking outside through the window. "Okay, so it wasn't." He looked back at Anna and gave her a wink. "Maybe we just so desperately wanted to hang out with you guys. And couldn't waste time walking all the way around the building."
"What are you looking at?" Elsa asked suspiciously.
"Hey, Your Highness, can you casually look outside and see if you can find Snotlout and the football team?"
Elsa went back to the balcony and looked down. "They're right there."
Jack groaned hitting his head on the wall. "Great."
"Frost?" Elsa called calmly. "Care to explain what you did this time?"
"Come back in here,"—he pushed her arm and wrapped his arms around her, immobilizing the girl with her back against his chest.—"You're gonna give away our position." Carefully looking outside, he continued, "Answering your question, Third and I may or may not have pissed the Hooligans off."
"May or may not being the key," Hiccup added drinking from his cup of plain black coffee. He closed his eyes and sighed satisfied. Andy always made a damn good coffee.
"What did you do?" Anna asked arching an eyebrow.
"So Hiro and I made a little prototype," Hiccup explained.
"Of what?" Andy asked beside him.
"A soda bomb."
"What the hell is a soda bomb?" Astrid asked.
"A bomb… with very concentrated, sticky and sweet soda syrup inside…that goes boom with enough pressure," Hiccup explained like it was fairly obvious what the name meant. But when Astrid glared at him, he cleared his throat and added, "So we were testing out the prototype playing a very casual game of if you end up covered in goo, you lose."
"Even Hiro was there on his laptop on performance monitoring duty…" Jack added absentmindedly. His focus was still on the grass area down on the ground. He didn't even notice that he had kept holding Elsa in his arms. Uncomfortable enough already, the girl decided to disentangle herself from his hold. He murmured an apology, but his attention soon returned to the outside world once more.
"The usual." Hiccup shrugged. "Then the Hooligans came saying that the field was their property, threw us out and took our ball." He took another sip of his beverage. "Did we mention that it was shaped like a football ball?"
"You didn't," Andy noted.
"Well, it was," Jack said. "So they thought it was an average football ball and kicked it… and, well, the prototype works."
"I swear I've never seen Snotty's face so red. And I think they started threatening us, but they were talking all at the same time, and everything was jumbled up."
"We got the sense that they were kinda mad at us," Jack agreed. "So we ran."
"And then we hid behind those bushes right under your window."
"Then we jumped, grabbed those vines to push us up."
"Then climbed the wall."
"And ta-da!" Hiccup gestured wildly with his hand to the room. "Here we are. Safe and sound, in one piece."
"Okay, rewind a little…" Anna rubbed her temples trying to keep herself from reacting the wrong way. "You built a bomb?"
"A toy bomb." Jack rolled his eyes. "With soda inside." He noticed Elsa's glare at the back of his neck. He turned his head, and right enough, she was throwing daggers at him. "Don't worry, no one got hurt."
"Except Snot's pride, maybe," Andy said.
Jack smirked. "Maybe." With a last glance through the open window, he added, "Okay, coast is clear. We gotta go."
"Wow, hold on!" As soon as she saw the direction he was going, Elsa grabbed the silverhead's jacket, stopping his advance. "Are you really getting out through the balcony?"
"Shortcut to the robotics room," Jack told her casually.
"Are you serious?" Elsa narrowed her eyes at him. "You could get hurt."
Jack grinned. "Aw, it's so cute seeing that you care." He took a strand of her hair and tucked it behind her ear with affection. "Seriously, though, we have some data analysis to do."
Elsa shook her head in disbelief. "Oh, my God."
"That's a really cool thing to say, actually," Anna admitted.
"Can't you do anything more productive with your time?" Astrid asked lying down on the couch. "Like homework?"
"This is homework," Hiccup stated proudly. "Physics."
"Third!" Jack called tapping his foot on the wooden floor. "Now!"
"Can't we stay a little while?" Hiccup whined. "They have coffee."
"Third…"
"Alright, alright." He chugged the lasts of his drink. "I'm coming," he said out of breath. He went straight to the couch, leaned against the backrest and added, "See you later." Then, he kissed his girlfriend on the forehead and gave her a toothy smile.
"Don't get hurt, or I will kill you," Astrid threatened in a low voice. Hiccup winked before turning on his heels.
"Jack…" Elsa placed a hand on his forearm and waited for him to meet her eyes. She silently begged him not to do something stupid.
Jack smiled at her reassuringly. "You worry too much, Your Highness. We'll be fine." He touched her chin and pulled her face up. "Just in case,"—he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers.—"Kiss for good luck," he said before sitting on the railing and swinging his legs.
She watched as Jack carefully hooked his hands and feet on the wall crevices and started his descend. Hiccup went next, so casually that it almost looked like they did that sort of things all the time. "Please, be careful," Elsa told him, and he gave her a salute before starting to climb down the wall. She closed her eyes and waited for the sound of them landing—one way or another on the ground.
"Aww…" Anna beamed with her chin on her hands. "You guys are so adorable. Those two are idiots,"—she rolled her eyes.—"But you guys make really great couples."
"I'm gonna pretend you didn't say that," Elsa mumbled as she went back to the seat she had been occupying.
"I'm complimenting you."
"And I'm ignoring you."
"Real mature, sis."
Andy laughed silently as he sat on the free space on the couch and casually watched the sisters interacting. After a moment, he turned to the girl lying on her back beside him. He had a knowing smirk on his face.
Astrid's face slowly turned to face him. "Shut up, Davis."
"I didn't say anything!" he defended himself feeling amused.
She threw her arms over her eyes. "Just shut up."
The next part of their graduation project was fairly simple. It was a fundraising campaign with a few checkpoint stands, much like the Valentine's Day fun, minus the costumes and over-the-top decorations.
"Come on, people!" Jack clapped calling the passing students to their booth. "Help your favorite seniors out here!"
Wilbur walked to a group of girls who had stopped to watch with a charming smile on his face. "Wanna watch us embarrass ourselves in front of the entire school?" he asked loud enough to everyone around him to hear.
"You even get to choose how!" Hiccup added excited. He stood behind the table on the seniors' booth and gestured to twenty glass jars lined up in front of him. Each of the jars had a piece of paper with a message written in a white piece of paper and some money inside. "All you gotta do is put a dollar in one of the jars."
"The jar with more votes—ergo more money inside,"—Andy pulled out a dollar bill and randomly put it inside one of the jars for demonstration,—"will be the winner option."
"Don't forget to contribute on 2016's Seniors Mass Humiliation!" Hiro said on the megaphone and hit a keyboard on his laptop to start the music. A pop tune started playing in the background as the seniors all proceeded to explain the action with more in-depth details to the interested or still confused students.
"Hey there, you cheerful group of individuals." Violet walked by with Elsa beside her. They carried cans of soda for the hardworking team.
"Hello, ladies," Wilbur greeted them with open arms. Violet offered him one of the beverages and he took with a wink and a thanks.
"How are things going in here?" Elsa asked the auburn-haired guy behind the table. She gave him and Hiro each a can.
"Okay, I guess," Hiccup said popping his soda open. "People are voting."
"What are the winning choices?" Violet asked walking around the table and reading the options. She had to admit, some were intriguing, but some were just plain bizarre.
"People really seem to want us to sing together," Jack said walking to them and wrapping his arms around Elsa's waist. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his breath tickling the side of her face. "Any idea why?"
"Maybe because Elsa has the voice of an angel," Violet suggested with a smirk.
Elsa rolled her eyes. "Shut up."
"It's true, though," Hiro said pulling his feet over the table and folding his hands behind his head. "She's an amazing singer."
"How do you know that?" Hiccup inquired with an arched eyebrow.
"I've known her since we started in here, which is longer than you, Haddock," Hiro said with a nonchalant shrug. In reality, he had overheard her singing along with Freddie and the kids back in the hospital a couple of times. "We're both kinda legacies."
"Oh, yeah." Andy agreed, although he sensed there was more than his words let show, he felt like it wasn't his place to push. And in all honesty, none of them had any reason to know further. "Elsa used to sing when she was little."
Elsa groaned hiding her face behind her hand. "That was a long time ago."
Jack smirked snuggling closer to the platinum-blonde. He rested his mouth right over her earlobe as he said, "Well, that shouldn't surprise me."
Elsa flinched at the feeling of his warmth against her sensitive skin. She moved away and turned on her hells to face him with her arms crossed over her chest. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Jack pulled out his wallet and found a dollar bill. He walked to the jar with the mentioned suggestion and let the money fall inside it. "That you can do pretty much anything you put a little heart into."
"Hm," Violet mused tapping her lip in thought. "Now that I think about it, it does seem like an interesting idea." She too pulled out money from her pockets and threw it inside the same jar. "You two performing together."
It started a domino effect, as the rest of the group started searching their pockets and pulling out wallets to vote.
"What are you doing?!" Elsa asked indignant as more and more money was thrown inside the jar. She felt her cheeks heating up with absurd speed. "You guys!"
Violet laughed hooking an arm around the blonde's and gave her a smack on the cheek. "Anything else interesting?"
"Well, we had to veto some of the suggestions…" Hiccup said looking down at his list and running his eyes through the other options. "But we do have one suggestion for a calendar on the run. Girls version and boys version."
Elsa frowned. "Why?"
"Because we're awesome and the commoners worship us," Wilbur suggested throwing his shoulders back confidently.
The blonde shook her head. "I'm getting out of this conversation."
"No, seriously," Wilbur continued with a smile. "Name one senior class that has done more than we did during our school days in the history of the Academy."
"That may not be considered an entirely good thing…" Andy mumbled to himself.
"We have the whole package," Hiro added jumping in on the wagon rather conceitedly. "We got the brightest minds,"—he raised one finger to start the counting—"superhuman athletes,"—another finger. Each time he added another item to the list, another finger was raised.—"we have the Student Council team, the dumb team, the good-looking models wannabes, the art weirdos, we raised a hell lot of money, we're always doing something cool and fun, and we even have Frost!"
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"We owned this place."
"Baby, we still own it."
"Hell yeah we do."
Hiro was on his way to the robotics room, like he usually did on Thursdays. He was thinking about the tinkering he would have to do in his ongoing project when he felt arms pushing him back and some kind of black sack being dragged over his head.
"What the—"
Panic immediately filled his core as he was shoved and pushed around the hallway and thrown through a half closed door. He tried to fight whoever they were, but they held him tightly and his disoriented mind was off balance. He was pushed down to sit and his wrists were tied behind the back of a chair. The sack was pulled from his head just to be replaced by a white light shot straight in his face.
He squinted at the sudden clarity blinding him.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Hamada," he heard a digitally altered voice saying from right in front of him.
Hiro blinked trying to adjust his eyes to the hard light. Blurry still, he could identify two dark silhouettes behind a wooden desk. One of them was sitting, the other was standing with his body leaning over the table. They both wore masks. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I believe you know why you were brought here," the one closer to the desk lamp pushed the light closer to him.
Hiro recoiled. "I don't." He glared at the two masked individuals in front of him. "What the hell you kidnapped me for, you assholes?"
"Mr. Hamada." The one sitting placed his feet on top of the desk. "As you may know, there is a very important day coming up."
Hiro rolled his eyes getting annoyed. "Would you mind taking that ridiculous mask off, Frost? It's pissing me off." He gestured with his head to the lamp. "And get that fucking light off my face."
The person sitting waited, analyzing his options. "Fine," he caved snapping his fingers and making a circular gesture with his hand.
"Already?" Hiro's head snapped to the back of the room at the familiar female voice. "Damn, I was kinda enjoying the show."
The desk lamp was turned off and the lights of the room were turned on. Violet and Wilbur were standing beside the light switch. And Jack and Hiccup were taking their masks off their faces.
"What the hell?" Hiro snapped. "You all were in on this shit?"
"Relax, Baby Hiro," Wilbur said going to a desk close to the wall and sitting on it. "Everything will be explained at the right time."
Hiccup cleared his throat getting the Asian-American's attention back. "So, Hiro, if that is your real name—"
"Cut the crap, Haddock."
Hiccup shut his mouth feeling upset and Jack rolled his eyes. "We want to know if you can hack into the school system and schedule a fire drill to happen Friday," the silver-haired guy said.
Hiro's eyes narrowed. "What?"
"We just want to set the alarms off in a way that no firemen will rush here just to find out that there is no real fire," Hiccup explained.
"Can you do that?" Jack asked.
Hiro snorted throwing his head back with contempt. "Who do think you're talking to, Frosty? Of course I can."
Jack smirked at him. "I knew you wouldn't let me down."
"I can start working on that as soon as you untie me, dingass." Hiro shook his arms to make his point.
"Sorry about that," Wilbur said as he walked to his kidnapped friend and started untying the ropes around Hiro's wrists. "We wanted to add a little bit of drama to this."
"Dickheads," Hiro mumbled as he rubbed his sore skin. He raised his head to the two individuals in front of him. "Just a reminder: even if I do this, doesn't mean Elsa will automatically change her mind and agree to it, you know."
Jack shrugged nonchalant. "You do your part, and I'll make sure to do mine."
I didn't post yesterday because I was drawing Furiyan's story and by the time I finished, it was already today and my eyes were too tired to read before uploading this chapter. 3 left.
