A/N: this is more of a mother/daughter, father/son chapter. This chapter mainly focuses on Valka and her mother, so I hope you enjoy :)
After Stoick left, Valka told her parents that they had decided to get married. Her mother wasn't very delighted to hear about that, but her father clapped his hands and praised her decision. Stoick told his was father and he announced to the whole village the date of the wedding.
The next morning, Valka heard her mother walking around the house. She decided to get dressed and braid her hair as she walk out of her room. She saw the floor was covered in boxes and her mother franticly walking around the room.
"Mom, what's going on?"
"Oh, I didn't hear you get up. I was just getting some old things out." She said putting the boxes on the dining table.
"What kind of things?" she asked her mother as she put on her fur vest.
"Some old wedding stuff I thought you might want."
Valka's face fell, she knew her mother meant well, but she was still having doubts about her choice.
"Well, you're getting married in five days, so I thought maybe I should help you get ready." Valka nodded at her mother and took a seat by her.
She watched her open one of the boxes and took out a cream colored dress. It had a V neck and was decorated with brown and teal beads on the trimming, bronze twine was on the sleeves and chest, and there was a brown belt around the waist. Valka looked at the dress in awe as something caught her eye in her mother's hand. She neatly placed the dress on the table as she took the golden amulet from her mother. She looked at the golden necklace. It was shaped in a circle with Freya in the middle. The amulet must be ancient. She could tell by the quality, but it was still in good shape.
"That amulet has been in my family for generations. I want you to wear it."
Valka stopped looking at the necklace and looked at her mother. "Oh, I can't take this."
"No, it's tradition. I want you to wear it and give it to your daughter or daughter-in-law, whichever comes first."
Valka breathed "wow" as she stroked the carving details of the golden goddess.
"It will be a blessing if I saw you wear that amulet on your wedding day. I even wore it on the day when you and your brother were conceived."
Valka suddenly dropped the amulet in disgust and it landed on her lap. She looked at her mother with wide eyes and chuckled awkwardly as she wiped her hands on her vest.
Mrs. Jorgenson chuckled at her daughter's response. She took the amulet from Valka's lap and placed it on the dress.
"I remember when my mother gave me that amulet, I reacted the same way. She told me that it's a 'good luck charm' when it comes to having children."
Valka was still sickened at the thought that many women wore that same thing to get pregnant. She knew her mother was expecting her to wear it soon, but she had a feeling would be will years before she started to want children. Valka than felt a wave a nausea hit her. "I need to have children, I have no choice. I'm marrying the future chief and he needs an heir. Oh gods I'm going to be sick!" She thought feeling herself starting to gag at the thought.
"Valka, are you alright? You look green."
"I just feel a little sick." Before she could even say anything else, her mother got up and got some ginger and started to bowl water over the fireplace.
"No mom you don't have to."
"Hey, we don't need you to feel bad."
"Mom, I'll be fine. I don't need any ginger. I just had a little thought that made me feel sick." Her mother nodded and put everything back.
"What were you thinking of?"
"Don't hate me, but I was thinking about having children." She heard her mother chuckle and sat back down beside her.
"Dear, I understand why that could make you feel nervous. I remember how sickened I was when I thought about having your brother."
"Well, he is disgusting." Her mother laughed and Valka joined her. After they stopped laughing, they folded the dress and put it away for later and placed the golden amulet on top.
"Mom, can I ask you something?"
"Of course you can."
"How did you and dad meet, I mean did you guys know each other or was it arranged?" She saw her mother take a deep breath as she placed the lid on the box.
"Our marriage was arranged. We were betrothed as children. I got married around your age, but it wasn't perfect. No marriage is perfect." Valka saw her mother looking down with sorrow.
"We didn't have the best marriage at first. A lot of fights and cold shoulders almost every night, but we knew that we needed to have kids. I wasn't planning to have children until we were a year married, but I found out that we were having your brother five months after we were married. It wasn't until after Spitelout was born that your father and I got close. Then the fights started to play out again, I even thought about ending the marriage. However your father thought otherwise and we started to go on dates to rekindle that small fire we had after your brother's birth. A few years later, we decided to have another child." She smiled at Valka and placed her hand on her cheek.
Valka smiled at her mother's gesture and leaned into her palm. She felt her fingers move to her bangs and stroked her hair to her chin.
"I am so glad to have you dear, even if it's only for 13 years."
"Mom I'm not leaving. I'm just moving into a new house, don't be so dramatic."
~oOo~
Stoick sat in his chair sharpening his axe with a stone. He heard his father walking around the house and stopped in front of him.
"Can I help you?" Stoick asked not taking his eyes off of his axe.
"I want to give you something."
"Really?" Stoick put down his axe and saw his father walking into his room and brought out a sword. Stoick looked at the weapon; it was old and had some dints on the blade.
"This sword has been in my family for generations. My grandfather gut his first dragon with this sword, my father gave it to me when I went into dragon training. Now I'll give it to you." Stoick saw his father holding the weapon out for him to hold it. Stoick took the sword and looked at it with pride.
"Now you do realize this is for wedding reasons right?" Stoick's face fell, he almost forgot about the wedding.
"Oh, right." Stoick set the sword on his lap and looked down at it. He felt his father's hand on his shoulder.
"I know that this must be hard, but I'm proud of you." Stoick looked up at his father and saw how he was honoring him.
"You are?" The Chief nodded and smiled at his son.
"I'm extremely proud of you son. I know it wasn't an easy decision, but I'm glad you went through with it." The Chief smiled and patted his son's back.
"Dad, do you mind if I asked you how you and mom were after you guys got married?" Stoick saw his father purse his lips and grabbed a chair.
"Your mother and I were good friends as children. As we got older, we grew apart. I wanted to kill dragons, so did she, but she also wanted to settle down. I didn't agree with her, no warrior-in-training wanted to raise a family back then. Once I turned 23, your grandfather told me he was dying. This meant that I needed to get married to have an heir, I, of course, chose your mother. Our marriage was rocky at first, but we got the hang of it. Just the little things made us happy. We went on dates, ate at home instead of The Great Hall, I bought her gifts every months. I did anything I could think of to make our marriage blissful until the gods took her." The Chief took a deep breath before finishing his story.
"I become chief after my father died from an illness. You were just a babe when he died. I will never forget the look on his face after your birth. He was so proud to have a strong looking grandson. Even after your birth you were massive. I remember your mother saying 'no wonder I had a hard time pushing him out!' She had a great since of humor. She was the one who decided to have you be called 'Stoick the Vast'. Your mother would be so proud of you right now, I don't doubt that she's smiling down at you right now."
Stoick smiled at his father as he saw a tear falling from his face. "If your mother was here she would be giving you advice on how to make a woman happy. I wish she could be here to help you with this son, but I can do the best I can to help your marriage."
"Come on dad, don't be like that. Remember what you told me when we had to spend Snoggletog without mom for the first time? You told me we celebrate them. I think we should do the same at the wedding."
The Chief smiled with teary eyes. "I would like that very much."
~oOo~
Late that night, a ship was docking at Berk. Young men were getting off and grabbing their bag and weapons with them. Sven saw the ship and decided to help them grab their stuff.
"Welcome home men! How was the training?"
"Brutal but helpful, I can't wait to sleep in my own bed. I never thought I would be so glad to see Berk"
"We all want to sleep in our beds Spitelout, which is why I'm glad we can for the first time in months."
"Shut it Leif! Let me enjoy the fact that I'm glad to see my family for the first time." Spitelout said throwing his bags and weapons out of the boat.
"Speaking of family, you have a surprise at home." Sven said to the teen with a smug.
"What are you saying?"
"Your sister is getting married in five days. Well I guess now four since its past midnight."
Spitelout stared at the Viking and chuckled at him. "That's funny Sven, really funny. Now tell me the real surprise."
"I'm not lying lout. Your little sister is marring Stoick in four days. Your father and The Chief arranged it last week."
Spitelout looked at him with disbelief, but after a few moments he saw he was speaking the truth.
"Valka can't marry Stoick! He's ten years older than her! Why would my dad marry her off like that?"
"I don't know, ask him."
"Oh I will, and once I get this straightened out. I'm going to kill Stoick if he thinks he's going to touch my little sister."
A/N: Spitelout is now here! And he's not happy, I made him a bit of a protective older brother type. But don't worry, he's going to be in more chapters and will have a little chat with Stoick.
I'll write chapter 5 later tonight or tomorrow morning. Don't forget to review and please no flames :)