I was on a road trip recently and it wasn't as hectic as this but oh I wish it was.

I'm so sorry for the super long wait but everything should be ok now. Well, until school starts /

Italics are people's thoughts.

Enjoy!

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"Right I think that's everything. Please tell me that's everything, Astrid." Hiccup was having a hard time closing the overpacked boot of the rental minivan.

Astrid gave a snort, "Nope, you're forgetting the people we are spending the next few hours with. Though it will probably feel like years."

"Oh yeah. Is this even a good idea? I mean all of us in the same car for hours on end? I don't think we are all making it out alive."

"Probably. But it's too late now, here they come."

Hiccup turned to join his girlfriend watching their friends running towards them. The gang had already put their luggage in the overflowing camper van so, when Hiccup saw the twins and Snotlout with an extra bag, he visibly groaned.

"You guys are holding that in your lap, there's no space in the boot or the backseat."

"Ok, Hiccy," said the twins in complete synchronisation, freaking Hiccup out in the process.

"Whatever. I call shotgun!" Snotlout hollered as he made his way to the desired seat.

"Sure you can have it, Snotlout. You just have to fight Astrid for it!"

Snotlout turned around, at Hiccup's words, to face a scary Astrid Hofferson. She was cracking her knuckles and had a menacing grin. I

He held his hands up, "That's ok, Astrid. You can have the shotgun. I'll just sit-"

"GANGWAY!" Ruffnut and Tuffnut had came out of nowhere and were knocking everyone over in their path. They made it to the two windows and pressed their faces against the glass. "We want window seats!"

"Fine," Snotlout grumbled. "I'll just sit... Fishlegs?! What on Earth are you wearing?"

All eyes turned to Fishlegs who was in the process of helping Hiccup up from the ground as he had been knocked down in the Thorston Tornado. Fishlegs was wearing a woolly hat and mittens, and a huge coat winter coat above multiple sweaters.

"We are going to Berk which snows 9 months of the year and hails the other three. I came prepared for it."

After brushing the dirt of his clothes, Hiccup turned to look at his friend, "Yeah, um Fishlegs? I checked the forecast this morning. Berk isn't going to be that cold. Actually it's going to be pretty warm."

"See, Fishface! You are so going to regret that outfit decision of yours. Your dressed like we're going to Iceland."

Astrid came up behind him and hit Snotlout's head, "Muttonhead. Iceland is actually a very warm place and Snotlout, your outfit isn't exactly dressed for Berk either. It's not going to be that warm and it's impractical. Hope you've got different clothing in your luggage."

Snotlout's outfit consisted of a red vest, cargo shorts, orange flip flops and red sunglasses. Those flips flops were going to be no good climbing up many of Berk's mountains and hills.

Astrid continued on, "And is this your surfboard? Good luck trying to use that in Berk's choppy seas. You'll be lucky if your surfboard doesn't snap in half."

She passed the flames designed surfboard to Snotlout who visibly gulped. "Whatever, I'm sure it will be fine. Now," He rubbed his hands together, "Seats."

"Well Snotlout, I've solved that for you. There's no way you can sit with that surfboard in the middle seat unless," Hiccup turned to look at the twins, who still had their faces against the window, "the twins don't mind having your surfboard across their lap."

"Oh we do, we really do mind," the twins answered in synchronisation and were sporting matching grins.

Snotlout sent them a sharp glare.

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The gang had finally set off. Hiccup was driving, Astrid was in shotgun and keeping everything, or should I say everyone, in order. Fishlegs was the pretty much the boar meat in the Thorston sandwich, while the slices of bread, sorry I mean twins, were keeping everyone awake by arguing over who gets to choose the music.

"You're music choice is Horrendous!" screamed Tuffnut.

"You're face is Horrendous!" replied Ruffnut angrily.

"Can you two please stop using my middle name to insult each other?" sighed Hiccup. "Also, as driver, shouldn't I get to pick?"

"What babe? I don't think so. You're driving and should be concentrating on the roads. Not deciding what song to listen to," chimed in Astrid. "As shotgun, I have to make sure everyone follows the rules."

At that right moment a familiar chirp came from behind Astrid's left ear.

"Was that-" Hiccup began.

"Nope," Astrid replied sharply.

"I'm pretty sure that sounded like-"

"No it wasn't, Fishlegs," Astrid interrupted him and sent him a fierce glare.

"Hey Tuffnut? What do you when the rule enforcer doesn't follow the rules?" joked Ruffnut.

"It is quite the predicdiment, dear Ruffnut. See, Astrid has to punish all those who disobey! But should she punish herself?" replied Tuffnut.

"Wait what's going on? Honestly, I'm missing out in all the drama back here," huffed Snotlout.

Ruffnut turned around to face him, "Basically, Astrid clearly has hidden Stormfly in her hair but she's denying it even though, we can hear her chirping and we were all told no pets because they wasn't enough space and, you still following along?"

Snotlout, who had been nodding along, replied, "Uh, sure. Just about."

"Ok, and then basically now, she will need to..."

Meanwhile, in the front, Astrid was growing angrier. Her arms were crossed tightly and her face was twisted into a scowl. Hiccup seemed to notice his girlfriend's scary demeanour and tried to signal in the rear-view mirror to Fishlegs to change the mood.

"Uh, well I guess Stormfly is kind of small and doesn't do much, so I don't see why Astrid shouldn't be able to bring her along," stated Fishlegs.

Hiccup face-palmed. That was a huge mistake. He watched Astrid from the corner of his eye. Her face held a neutral expression as she looked at Fishlegs from the wing mirror.

"Really Fishlegs? Stormfly doesn't do much?"

Her cold tone silenced everyone in the car.

"No, um, well she is beautiful... and uh-"

"Oh Fishlegs, Stormfly is far more than just her appearance," interrupted an amused Astrid.

Fishlegs was panic-stricken and he tried to signal Hiccup for help. Hiccup just shook his head, 'You're in too deep my friend.'

All of a sudden, a wooden skewer flew through the air and pinned Fishlegs's woolly hat to the roof of the minivan. He let out a loud 'yelp' before Astrid let out a battle cry and Stormfly flew to Fishlegs. She flew around his face and pecked it before landing in his hair and pulling the strands in her talons. Fishlegs tried to dislodge her but Stormfly's grip was too strong.

The whole minivan was in chaos. Hiccup was trying to reason with Astrid to call off Stormfly. Astrid was too busy feeling proud of Stormfly and the fact her newest trick went well. Ruffnut was encouraging Stormfly and was keeping track of many times the bluebird pecked Fishlegs's face. Tuffnut was watching all the bruises form on Fishlegs's face and was giving them names. Fishlegs, at this point, was just apologising to Stormfly and begging her to show some mercy. And Snotlout, well he was filming the whole ordeal as a memory and was in serious awe of Stormfly.

"Astrid! You and Stormfly have made your point. Can you not get her to stop? Please?"

'Who's the most clever and beautiful bird in all the land? Stormfly, that's who.'

"Go Stormfly! Yes that's it! Wait I think you missed a spot..."

"So, that's Fish and that's Legs and that can be Tuffnut and Tuffnut Junior..."

"Stormflyyyy! Please stop, I beg you! Show some mercy- OW!"

'Wow. Stormfly's actually pretty cool...'

"Oi Tuffnut! Get out of the shot, I can't see Stormfly!"

It was going to be a very, very long road trip to Berk...

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More chapters are to come!

I hope this was entertaining so far :D

I hope the chapter title kind of made sense. It's like Astrid's anger is the 'thunder' and then obviously Stormfly is the 'storm.'

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~Bruv786 x