How You Doing Insane Gang!

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"Are you all lost?" The gruff voice answered.

HIccup rubbed his sweaty palms on his jeans before extending a hand.

"Hi, Hunter Haddock also known as Hiccup and the racer Night Fury."

The older man's bushy brows raised. Opening the door fully the rest of the gang tried to hold back their gasps.

He wore a black button-up shirt with dark loose fitting dad jeans. The man looked to be in his late forties. His sideburns were mostly grey while the rest of his hair had flecks in it, giving him a salt and pepper look. The only thing that wasn't grey was his full black bushy mustache with a 5 o'clock shadow.

The most startling feature on the left side of his face was a long scar. It started from the corner of his chin and continued outward slightly until it branched into 3 separate lines. The smallest line stopped close underneath the center of his eye. The longest one split off and ended at the bridge of his nose and the other long branch of the scar ended up through his eyebrow.

The scar itself was faded a pinkish brown and was still rough to the touch, the scar never flattened and smoothed over time.

"I've heard of you kid."

Hiccup's eyes widened. "Really?"

The man waved them in. Still, frozen Hiccup only moved when he felt Snotlout push him forward. The others shuffled slowly behind him.

The legend sat on a worn leather recliner, four sat on the couch, one on a chair and the rest sat on the floor. He hunched over his knees on the couch. "How did you know my name?"

"It's hard to avoid it when they compare Night Fury to White Knight and how you are the closest to breaking my records, well...you did break my speed record."

"Ah...thank you so much, White Knight, I couldn't have gotten into racing if it wasn't for you." Hiccup gushed

"The name's Clyde Davidson, I haven't had anyone call me that in a while beside Viggo Grimborn."

"Viggo? Who's that?" Toothless asked.

"A young man that wants me to train him for the big league. He's arguably the best racer in this state, hell maybe the west coast." Clyde crossed his arms. "I left the racing life behind me and even if I didn't I still wouldn't train him. He reminds me too much like Drago."

"Cool," Tuffnut whispered. "Is that who gave you that wicked awesome scar?"

Astrid kicked him with her foot since Tuff was on the ground in front of her.

Clyde shook his head as if trying to get rid of a bad memory. "That man broke my spirit and my face, I don't like talking about my racing, especially mt final one."

"Do you still have your racing stuff?" Brandr asked.

Clyde scratched his head in discomfort. "Look, kids, I'm flattered that you guys liked my driving back in the day but if I I did have it it'll be in boxes down in my basement that I haven't touched in decades." "...if you don't mind I have a lot of work to get done..."

Fishlegs nodded, getting up from his spot on the chair. "Yes we completely understand, thank you for inviting us inside, let's get going guys." He grabbed Hiccup by the sleeve of his jacket, pulling the boy from his frozen state.

Snotlout was about to protest until Astrid shoved her palm over his mouth. Once outside he unleashed his thoughts. "We traveled all the way out here for that asshole!"

Ruffnut scuffed her converse on the pavement. "I know! We didn't even get a chance to snoop around and collect his things for eBay."

Tuffnut swung an arm around his sister and best friend in agreement.

"Come on Hiccup...talk to us." Toothless begged him.

He shook off his arm around his shoulders. "I'm sorry I dragged everyone out here for some pipe dream, let's just get to the hotel and go home tomorrow."

Hiccup hide his emotions behind his signature helmet. Astrid, Toothless, and Brandr all shared a look.

The others lagged behind slightly, not everyone was crushed over the White Knight is a jerk. Hiccup stayed silent on the drive over to the moderately nice hotel. Splitting the rooms; Astrid and Hiccup, Snotlout and Ruffnut, Fishlegs and Tuffnut, and Toothless and Brandr, they wanted to rest their backs.

"I'm sorry Hiccup..."

He gave a non-commutable shrug.

Hiccup could feel her eyes boring into his back but he just couldn't face her much less look her in the eyes.

Seeing as he wasn't going to talk, Astrid got up from her spot on the bed.

She squeezed her arms around his middle in a back hug and placed a delicate kiss on the back of his neck.

Hiccup turned her around to crush her in a much-needed hug.

He could feel the tears gathering in the corners of his eyes and sniffed. How pathetic to cry over your childhood hero because he doesn't like you.

"I'm sorry I wasted this summer." Hiccup murmured into her hair.

"Babe...you didn't it's great to have the whole gang together."

He pulled away and shrugged on his black leather. "I need some time to think."

With that, he left the hotel by himself.

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