sorry, it's a little late, i was expecting to upload a couple days ago, but I've been way too busy.
in this chapter it's ALL Stoick's POV. so that means
Hiccup = Harry
Snotlout = Steven
Astrid = Alice.
have a good read =)
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The next day, Hiccup and Stoick left the farm early, to deliver milk, as Hiccup left Astrid to take care of the grove. She answered with great enthusiasm and went straight to the grove to pet toothless. Meanwhile, Hiccup and Stoick that afternoon were starting their way back from the Delivery station.
"Son, you are nearly of age now, would you like to take over the farm when you turn 18?" I asked, feeling more generous than usual.
"No dad, I don't wanna own the farm now, maybe when I'm like 22 or something" he answered me with a slight cheeky tone in his voice.
"Hmm" I thought that was oddly specific for somebody so young. Then and again, six years was long enough for college and first year university, so he could be learning in his spare time, while doing university work.
"Son, you have to take over some time, and if I show you the ropes early, maybe you'll be ready for it better" I tested once again, hoping he would say yes. "I mean, since… well, you know, we do need another farm boss to help me with paperwork and sales." I tried not to recall the events with my wife's divorce, hiccup was quite young and he didn't want her to go, but she decided to get married to some idiotic man and left for Miami.
I could always tell Harry was disturbed by the man and that he wanted what was best for her, as did I.
"Dad," he started, "can we get another dog?"
I always admired his love for animals, but since our dog, Thor died, he was devastated and didn't want a pet since. That moment, I realised he'd moved on and finally grew out of his grief.
"Sure, we can get another dog." I answered with a happy tone, as not to disconcert my son and to hide me proud happiness. "What breed are you thinking of?"
"I was thinking a Large, Gray husky…" he suggested a husky… he knew I loved huskies as I owned one as a child, which died a year before he was born. Guess he loves huskies like his old man.
"Dad, can I ask you a question?" he asked
"You just did son." I mocked, while making for my sandwich as I refuelled the truck
"I mean a personal question." He stated sounding as stubborn as myself as a teen.
"What is it?"
"Have you ever seen a wolf on the farm?" well, he was definitely feeling curious today.
"Yes, I have but only once." I started to tell my story.
"I met the bugger while I was tending to the chickens. Poor bugger looked hungry and wasn't interested in my chickens. Odd he was, had no teeth and went to the pigsty. Started eating the pig feed." I laughed momentarily as did he, "I shooed him off, he was only a baby though, and I haven't seen him since…" I finished off slightly hazing my voice, as I reminisced over that moment.
"I think I saw a wolf around here, like you described, poor guy had no teeth." My son was never one to lie.
"Hmm, maybe it's the same wolf. You see him again, bring him down to the farm; maybe make a nice hat…"
"Dad! Seriously?! There isn't a point killing a defenceless animal. Well, maybe a pig…" it was like he knew where it was, like he was pleading upon its very survival. That's when I started to get suspicious.
"Son, do you know where that wolf is?" I had a tendency to ask questions seriously with a low demeanour, as to make them tell the truth. I didn't want my son or nephew to lie, but Harry being Harry…
"No I don't, I saw him several weeks ago; but that's it." He replied in a monotonous, yet stubborn voice. Typical Harry.
"I don't believe you son, show me whereabouts you last saw him." I still had the deadpan trick, I'd just say something in a monotonous voice and he'd answer truthfully, but I had a feeling he would start with it so I didn't use it that much now.
As my phone started to ring it broke the awkward. It was Alice, and she was asking where we were, no doubt worried about our well-being. I told her we'd be home in 10 minutes and I hung up. The rest of the journey was silent…
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oh that was all kinds of awkward...
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yours,
~JC
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