Astrid now found herself seated with a bunch of her cousins, each one unique, each one crazy in a way. Including herself, there were seven people sitting around on a round table. Everyone was swapping funny stories and jokes, because it wasn't often they got together. Right now, Owen was in the midst of telling what happened to him during his "epic rap battle" and she was laughing, because the lyrics were ridiculous. Then someone else spoke, then someone else cut in, then it was her turn…
"Is there anything you guys need?"
Everyone turned to the waiter, who she noted right away was her drink server. Astrid blushed dark red, her drink server? Hell no. She drank a long sip of water to hide her red cheeks, and she felt Hiccup staring directly at her.
A few people said coke or sprite or orange juice (who drank orange juice at a wedding?) and then Gustav, one of her younger cousins, who nonetheless spoke like he was a part of their age group, looked the waiter directly in the eye and said, "Cheese."
Astrid put her glass down and tried to hide her smile. Rosie snorted. This would be fun. She wanted to see how he held up against her family.
Hiccup stared long and hard at her cousin, and then finally said, "What kind of cheese?"
Everyone at the table laughed, because it was so refreshing to see someone respond like that instead of being weirded out. The boy looked very pleased with himself and flashed a grin in her direction. Astrid rolled her eyes at him, but she was grinning all the same.
Now, Gustav was looking trapped, but it served him right. "Uh...cheddar?"
Hiccup laughed and walked back, giving her a quick look over his shoulder. Obviously, he was joking, he wasn't going to bring back cheese. Rosie, who was seated right next to her, raised an eye.
"What?"
"He's kinda cute, don't you think?"
Another furious blush passes through her cheeks, and she shook her head frantically. "No, he's not."
"Sure."
Rosie snorted again, her thoughts on the matter evident. When Hiccup came back, he had a tray in his hand. Everyone got what the drink they asked for, and then he handed a glass to her cousin.
The glass was half filled with strips of cheddar cheese.
"Showoff."
The auburn haired boy looked up at her and smiled. "Ah, ma'am!"
"Showoff," she repeated accusingly.
"I have -" He jumped over the counter; it was not his shift. "- no clue what you're talking about."
Astrid crossed her arms. "Just so you know, you're now and forever going to be a legend with us, second only to this random girl who replied, 'Polo, bitch,' when we called out, 'Marco.'"
"Your family is great," he responded with a broad grin.
The girl laughed, shaking her head slowly and relaxing, as she always seemed to be around this guy tonight. "So, er, Hiccup…"
"Yeah?" He gave her a genuine smile.
I like you? May I have your number? Would you like to go out with me? She had no clue what to say, so she cleared her throat and said, "Thanks."
He nudged her shoulder lightly, his smile playful again. "No problem, ma'am."
OKAY GUYS HOLY FRICK I ACTUALLY MET A CUTE DRINK SERVER AND THE FIRST PART OF THIS STORY WITH THE CHEESE ACTUALLY HAPPENED. The conversation with "Rosie" did not, though, and I certainly did not get the guy's number, or even his name. But he was funny. He came back to our table a few times, too. Hiccup the drink server is still the number one.
Also the Marco Polo thing happened too. That happened in one of my oneshots, "You Say Hiccup, I Say Astrid."
