Confessions of a Third Wheel

Fright Night and Awkward Situations


On an eventful Friday night, the gang had conjured up a plan to lay low and chill as their last exam was finally at its end and it was time to relax as they had their hell-week with tears and blood. Elsa's parents were on a business trip and the house was all to themselves. They were seven of them; Jack, Elsa, Rapunzel, Flynn, Merida and Anna and her boyfriend, Kristoff. They were supposed to have one more but Flynn said that the one he invited couldn't come because of his conflicting schedule as he is from an another University.

They're now hanging out at Elsa's place, debating on which movie should they watch. The girls (excluding Merida) wanted the new Nicholas Spark's movie, while the boys were eager to watch the movie starring violence and flames. Merida though, she wants a little more adrenaline and thriller, and they ended up watching Conjuring 2, which Merida regrets suggesting.

She wasn't scared by the movie, oh no, she was terrified by the three couples who are busying themselves by snuggling and kissing. Sheesh, can't wait for the movie to end. She sat on the sofa, if I mean sitting she's at least propped lazily and her feet laid on the arm rest. Practically owning the sofa. And to her misfortune, the three couples found their spot at the ground accompanied by a soft blanket and pillows that are much more than needed. She can see the view and their view. Merida groaned and Flynn must have heard it as he turned his head slightly around and winked at her. If she had the pillows by her side she would have plummet them to him. The minutes gone by and Merida had the last straw as she caught a glimpse of Jack stealing kisses to Elsa. Merida cursed herself for watching couples being intimate as it intimidates her. Merida sat up and thought that food will be her messiah. She stood up, before (not) accidentally stomping Flynn's hand, which earned a loud shriek and everyone, not counting Merida, to yell in horror as the movie had gotten to their skin and Flynn's shout has put them into an edge of spook.

Merida snorted all the way in Elsa's humongous kitchen. She opens the fridge and lo, behold! Heaven. The first row is full of chocolates and cavities, knowing Elsa and Anna, they're going to die of diabetes. Merida grabbed a handful of sneakers. Better to die happy. She then snatched Doritos and Pringles; she eyed the bottle of Coke and Pepsi, contemplating which one should she choose. She picks both.

Before she could return, the ringing of the doorbell alerted her and everyone, "Could you please get that, Jack?" Elsa said, but Jack —was probably a little horrified by the movie—was glued to his spot, looking at his girlfriend with his pleading eyes.

Merida rolled her eyes, "I'll go get it, you pussy." She shot Jack a glare.

The doorbell rung four times as she walked towards the door, Merida had to curse and opens the door with a sour look on her face. The sight of the intruder made her eyebrow stand, annoyance was still on her face as the person in front of her looks at her in a calculated way. The guy felt the dark aura of this girl and coughed to relieve the tension, "Uh, Hi, are you Flynn's girlfriend?"

Merida's ears perked, what the fuck? Her face turned crimson red, "Oh god—hell no!" The guy backed out a bit, she inhaled calmly, thinking of the snacks that awaits her return, "No, I'm not. Who are you?"

"Hiccup. I'm—"

"Gesundheit."

The mystery guy chuckled, "No, that's my name. Look, I'm sorry I - I thought..." His words were out of her ears and thought who the hell name their kid Hiccup? She studied his physique, he's well built, good, his light green V-neck shirt hugged his form and Merida could see the braid on his hair. "—It's said that the address is here, hmm, it must be a prank by that a-hole. I'm sorry, again."His voice rung again and Merida shook her head, confused by herself to why she was gawking at him.

"Nah, it's right. Flynn's inside. Come in." She stepped out of the way and let him in. The guy has an awkward stance in him - she could easily tell. She led him the way while shouting at no one in particular, "There's somebody here named Hiccup!" And to her surprise, Flynn acted on quickly, running to their direction and the guy with the funny name almost flinched as he expects Flynn's violent act of fondness. Merida watches as Flynn punched Hiccup by the arm and messing the guy's hair. She crossed her arm and looked directly at Flynn, which he abruptly stopped and surrendered his arms with a look that says 'No Homo.'

After that, the movie was put on pause and Flynn begun to introduce him to everyone, "This is Hiccup, my friend since Grade School, and these are my bitches –ow!" Rapunzel retaliated by flicking his noggin, "Sorry! okay okay! This is my sweet girlfriend, Punzie. The guy with the ridiculous hair is Jack, his girlfriend Elsa with the same ridiculous hair, Anna and her boyfriend, Kristoff."

Rapunzel smiled and greeted him ever so kindly, Jack smirked and exchange bro messages inside their minds, Elsa and Anna waved, but Anna was more the energetic one and Kristoff... Well, he's being Kristoff. Merida was beginning to feel invisible so she cleared her throat, rather noisily, earning their attention. "Oops sorry, this is Merida, also known as Miss-Eats-A-Lot." pointing to the edible stash she scavenged on the fridge.

Merida's face was redder as her hair. She gave him the finger and went to her treasures, to Anna's surprise of finding her chocolate bar (Merida had made a growl when the bubbly girl was to snatch it, though unsuccessfully) they enjoyed the evening and she enjoyed her snacks.

"So," Anna said, breaking the silence. "That was fun."

"Fun? I think I may not want to be alone for the rest of the week."

"At least Lorraine sent the nun back to hell, right?"

"I guess. Hey! Imagine if Merida dies in that sofa and decided to hunt us with her loud snorts every fricking night and the snacks would go missing." Flynn remarked with his teasing smirk at his redheaded friend.

"Imagine you die, the end." Merida retorted, while munching on Potato Chips.

It was already midnight and neither of them had wanted to go home and the siblings didn't want to be alone, regardless they've each other, inside their expansive mansion. Not after the movie has put them into a scary spell. It was decided that they would have a slumber party. They've put blankets and extra pillows (as if the ton of pillows weren't enough) and arranged themselves in a circle.

"Scary stories anyone?"

Anna received plenty of pillows on her way.


"How about a little quid-pro-quo?" Flynn suggested and even before Rapunzel could react about how irrelevant it was, his eyes spoke his true intentions.

"Oh yes! We should!" Punzie exclaimed rather joyfully, "I choose Flynn." And it dawned on them, except for the oblivious Merida and Hiccup.

And before Merida could pick, the scene evolves so fast that she couldn't see the three pairs snickering. Wait... If we're doing partner role that means... And she finally got it. Traitors, she glared at her female friends.

She went to him anyway, "So..."

"Yeah..." He touched the back of his neck, sheepishly.

"Let's get this over with," she cleared her throat, "you ask first or I ask first?"

"Basically you just asked, now it's my turn." She took a challenging smile at his sarcasm, maybe this could work... "In a zombie-fied world, what would be your weapon?"

She broadly smiled; this was not your typical quid pro quo 'favorite color' kind of thing. "Bow and arrow." She said, not thinking of other things, "You?"

"Dragon."

"Dragon?"

"You get to choose and I get to choose. Spirit animal?"

"Whoa, hold on! I'm the next in turn to ask."

"You asked why a dragon, there I answered it."

Merida gaped at him, he's unbelievable. She smirks, "Alright. Hmm... Bear. You?"

"Still a dragon. If you could pick a food for free, which is it?"

"You have to ask the hardest question! Hmm... Ugh! Okay–Pie!"

"Why a pie?"

"Uh-ah," she wiggles her forefinger, "My turn. Why Hiccup?"

He blushed hotly, "My parents believe in some tradition that when someone named their child terribly, gnomes and other evil spirits would be scare of that awfully named child. I know, funny right? But there are much worser name than Hiccup." He breathed,"Um, Merida?"

"Yes?"

"You're the first person who I've told that and even Flynn doesn't know it and he's a prick, and he might blackmail me for—"

"I won't tell, I promise."

He gratefully smiles, making her heart flutter uncomfortably. "Do you have any siblings?"

"No, but I have one pet and he's much of a sibling to me." He casually laughed seeing her amuse eyes, "He's a dog, sort of. He has these catlike eyes. Which is weird for a dog and he doesn't bark much. Plus he loves fishes more than steak or bones."

"What's his name?"

"Toothless." He smiled, "When I first got him I thought he doesn't have any teeth. I could show him to you." He added sensing her want to see the glorious dog.

"Is that a promise?"

"Yep."

And then she realizes they were not playing anymore. Their own interests sparked up some conversation and both were laughing genuinely.


"I know right?! And she said a lady must not pick her nose in public." using her mother's tone for added effect.

"So that means you can pick your nose but not in public!" And then they laughed together, eyes almost watering. Hiccup calmed and smiles at her, "My dad had me left alone on a forest once."

Merida inhaled, "What–why?"

"For survival. A tradition of ancestors. I was 8 years old then."

"You're joking."

"Nope. He came back the next day like nothing happened, he even asked me if I happen to have foughta wild bore."

"And?"

Hiccup shrugged, "Meh. I was practically pissing myself the whole night. Don't tell anyone that." Then he smiles, almost painfully.

Merida can imagine it now. Little Hiccup on a dark, scary forest. Fending for himself. A tradition that meant for boys his age was scarring enough. She imagined him hiding in some bushes, crying and hungry. Calling out for someone, calling for his dad to come and pick him up. "Thank you." She heard the crack in her own voice.

"For what?"

"For telling me that. For trusting."

"Well, I think this won't be our last unique conversation." He beamed at her, and she in return.