Early update and I'm releasing two chapters tonight to make up for missing Friday's update.

Apologies, I just forgot not the end of the world but here are your chapters :)

-Chapter 11-

I'm Totally Just Drabbling Here

With Heather falling ill, the chief and future chieftess decided it best to postpone their wedding until either Heather was feeling better or the baby had come.

Needless to say Heather had not been thrilled.

"Astrid please. You can't postpone!" Heather slapped her hand back down to the bed in agitation but it lacked strength and Astrid simply grinned at her. "T-this has been years in the making Astrid, 7 years!" She continued to seethe indignantly.

"And it can wait another if it comes to that." Astrid shrugged only in hopes to anger her friend further, clearly.

"I seriously hope not." Brenna eyed her daughter and gave her heathen child a purposeful jab with the needle and thread she held in her poised fingers.

"Ow!" Astrid yelped a frown upon her plump face. "How much longer do I have to stand here?" She groaned.

Her arms were tired and she teetered where she balanced on a stool in the center of her bedroom. Heather watched in amusement as Brenna took in the dress meant for Astrid to wear on her wedding day. It was inside out, so it was not nearly done justice, but it was beginning to take shape nicely.

"Until I say you're done. Ungrateful child." Brenna swatted at her daughter causing her Astrid to doge another jab to the side and stand a bit straighter. "Heather is right though. Don't wait too long dear, he might grow tiresome of your games." Brenna teased, a smirk to her features.

"Hiccup and I are perfectly fine. His love for me is patient." Astrid blushed with how cheesy the words sounded coming out of her mouth. "And mine for him."

"Aaaaawe." Heather gushed through her weariness and Astrid childishly retorted with her tongue jutting out of her mouth pointed directly at her.

The three women laughed and the air felt lighter.

Now, just because Astrid was a bride to be and it was the dead of the winter season, didn't mean that she hadn't any work to do. With the focus off the wedding and Hiccup back to the forge, Astrid was back to the arena for training.

It was true she had been slacking on her duties the last couple weeks but there were no distractions now, except for the obvious.

One devilishly, and obliviously, handsome Hiccup and the other her sick pregnant friend Heather.

That aside she was determined to start a winter training regiment for the A team. But it seemed she wasn't the only one slacking off in the winter months. The arena was a mess of snow and weapons, along with other materials having been left about in the midst of snow storms. There was no one else to blame really, it was her responsibility to manage the arena.

With a heavy sigh, all Astrid could do was get to work.

It took quite a few long and tedious hours of shoveling snow, organizing, and taking inventory. But my Thor she had done it, and with an hour or so to spare before sundown.

After the battle against the red death, and their union with dragons. The Arena and the dragon cells had given her the creeps. They kept them shut once the dragons were freed and refused to do anything with the dank, dark spaces. It had been a terrible waste of space really. Especially after they had started storing all their materials in the ground floor of the arena. Instead they took off some of the doors and converted others into storage holds. One of the cells was even converted into a meeting space for the arena, or in other terms Astrid's work space.

While the cells were still rather cold and eery, leaving the doors open and having adequate torch lights made it just a bit more bearable. It had actually become a rather focusing place to work as Astrid mapped out a training routine on the stone wall before her.

Stormfly trilled at Astrid, alerting the warrior to her tiredness and just how late it had gotten.

"I know girl, just another minute and I promise we'll go home and get some dinner." Astrid scratched at the underside of her nadders neck to appease her.

"Or you could enjoy a nice hot meal courtesy of yours truly." Hiccups voice startled her only slightly before he came into view. A mischievous smile on his face.

"Or that." She smiled back at him and the nadder squawked running towards where toothless followed with two woven baskets on his saddle.

Hiccup placed the food he carried on the meeting table and pulled out two chairs for them, set side by side. It was only when he emptied the two baskets for the two dragons respectively that he allowed himself to sit for dinner.

"Thanks Hiccup." She smiled as she spooned at the hot stew.

"Anything for you Milady." He grinned.

They talked aimlessly into the night about her plans for the academy. There was nothing solid but it was nice to runs plans between the two of them.

"It's late." Hiccup yawned, shaking his head of his drowsiness and tousling his russet locks in the process.

Astrid eyed the two dragons who had curled up together just outside the meeting room where their riders sat. The were sound asleep beside each other.

"I think they would agree." She spoke in hushed tones catching Hiccup's eye again.

He looked back and smiled towards the dragons, about to look away when Toothless raised his head, alerting them to another presence towards the arena entrance.

"Eret?" Hiccup questioned as the other man came barreling towards them.

They both stood to meet him when he arrived.

"Heather!" He shouted, completely out of breath, pointing in the direction he had come from and running back that way.

Astrid and Hiccup both shared a shocked look before mounting their dragons and taking off after him. They of course picked up Eret along the way.