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Blue Guest 2: Stoick the Blast (Dead Stoick Jokes, gotta love them) is dead! 'THE VAST IS IN THE PAST' #sorrynotsorry I hate Sam to! We should make a club. An 'I hate Sam Evens' Club! Thanks! I did recover! I hope you had a Merry Christmas, and a happy new year!

PS: I do know the Big Four~

Hiccstrid4life: Don't worry, I cried writing this chapter~ But don't get murdered in said forest! I will totally ball if that happens! I love that song, that's going to be the motto for the club! But the creepy smile was the best! And no, I live in Minnesota (Oops, well, at least none of you know the city so you can come and kill me for the chapter) and we do not have the death penalty.

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PPS: That's kinda creepy~ I'm sorry! :O

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OKay~! On to the chapter! I own nothing, and hope you enjoy!

Valka remembers first meeting Stoick. She was this cold, guarded shell of a woman. He was this outgoing, happy, heart-on- his-sleeve man. No one thought they would work, including her mother.
She remembers their first Christmas as a married couple. Her small, pregnant belly sticking out in the old pictures that she kept after she left. She remembers losing that baby, being seven months, balling her little eyes out as Stoick calling doctors, trying to play hero.
She remembers seeing Stoick holding Henry for the first time, hiding his tears horribly, telling him that he would protect him from anything.
Seeing a bullet soaring towards her husbands back, she felt that cold, guard grip her heart.
She heard her son scream "Dad!" But her feet were frozen to the ground. No. No. She-she can't lose him. Suddenly, the police charged towards the young man that the name slipped her mind, and some ran into the little shack that her son and his girlfriend where stuck in for the three days. Scarlett gasped as Stoick fell.
That's when Valka started to run. Faster than she had ever run before. She stumbled down by Stoick's body. He was still breathing, barely, but breathing.
"Stoick!" She cried, a single tear dripping down her face.
"Dad! Come on, don't you die on me!" Said Henry
Everything was in slow motion. Valka can't lose Stoick... she can't.

Hiccup hasn't been in a hospital since, well, he was in the hospital. When Scarlett broke her wrist last year, but Hiccup was still on edge about hospitals so he gave her a hug and pushed Scar out of the car, waiting in the car.
His knee wouldn't stop bouncing, his hands raking through his already too wild hair. Astrid was getting checked, and there was still no news about his dad.
He heard the door open and jumped up, his mother's smoothing hand flying off his back.
"Mr. Haddock."
"Henry, please."
"Henry," there's that 'I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but...' Look on his face "I must say that Stoick is a fighter," Hiccup couldn't help but smile "But, your father is in critical condition. We're going to have to keep a close eye on him, and we have him on life support. And about Ms. Hofferson, she's still getting checked. We'll keep you posted." The doctor gave Hiccup a friendly pat on the shoulder before walking off. Hiccup sat back down, and Val wrapped her arm around him.
"He'll be fine."

Astrid was shaking as Dr. Langcaster checked... down there.
"Astrid, you're shaking. Why?"
"Because I was just kidnapped for three days." And she just witnessed her ex-boyfriend being shot a few fifteen hundred times.
He's in critical condition. They don't think he'll make it.
Stoick is also in bad condition, because of her. At least no one lost a limb this time. But there are two people who could die because of her. Why does this always happen to her?
"Dr. Langcaster?" Asked Astrid
"Hmm?"
"There is such thing as being jinx?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because this same thing happened three years ago."
"Astrid," the doctor looked up "I don't think you're jinx. This was Samuel's fault. Not yours." Dr. Langcaster looked up and frowned. "Have you been cutting yourself again?"
Astrid frowned "It's been a difficult three years."
Dr. Langcaster scooted back and frowned at Astrid's file. "I know you lost a baby three years ago. And it's hard, I understand. But your body is a temple, and you shouldn't ruin it."
"It's not ruining it."
"Have you been taking your medication?"
Astrid sighed at the thought of the half empty medication bottle sitting on her bathroom counter. She hasn't thought about taking it since Hiccup and her started dating again. She doesn't want pills to make her happy, she wants Hiccup, half asleep tinkering on something, while she plays with Toothless on the floor. She wants Hiccup, hopping on his right foot in his boxers, in her bedroom on a too early Sunday morning, cursing at the fact that he can't find his foot. She wants him fingering her necklace as they hug too tightly, at the thought of him going back to Florida in a week.
"No... Because I don't need it. I need Hiccup... I love him. I really, really love him."

Val smiled at her son as his eye's drooped shut on her shoulder. His right eye was blue-green, and a giant cut peeked from under his sleeve.
"I wish you would get checked." Val kissed his forehead, which had a blue bruise on it.
"I don't wanna Mommy..." Hiccup snuggled closer to the mother type comfort he never got. Val tried to smooth his hair down and laid her head on his.
"I hope you know this. But I love you more than you know Son."
"I know mom..." Hiccup whispered.
A door opened and Val looked up. Astrid walked out, a cut on her cheek that was going to scar, weather she liked it or not. Astrid smiled at the scene.
"Hey..." She whispered, and Hiccup jerked awake.
"Astrid." He smiled, running over to her and folding her into a hug.
"I'm so, so, so, so, sorry Astrid. I wasn't thinking. I should've saved you you instead. I-"
"Sh," Astrid put a finger to his lips to make him shut up for once. "I'm fine."
Hiccup ran a careful finger down the scab on her right cheek. "It's going to scar..."
"I know. I think it'll make me look tough."
"Very."
Astrid kissed a dark circle under his right eye "You need to rest."
"No, not until they let me see Dad."
Astrid frowned, hugging the borrowed hospital clothes tighter. "Hiccup-"
"I'll be home soon, do you want to stay at my place, or I could have Scarlett or my mom at your place-"
"I'll stay at yours."
"Mom, can you take Scarlett and Astrid back home. I'll stay here, and keep you guys posted."
"Okay Love." Val kissed him on the cheek. Hiccup pressed a long, loving kiss on Astrid's lips, and gave Scarlett a long, platonic hug. Astrid understood that Scarlett must have been worried sick about her best friend. So she wasn't jealous...
Okay a little, but that doesn't matter.
Hiccup watched his three girls walk out of the hospital, and he sat back down. He raked a hand through his wild hair again, and waited.

Astrid sat on Hiccup's bed and held his pillow, frowning. She was wearing a pair of his flannel pants and an oversize, England soccer shirt. Scarlett was in the guest room, and Astrid could heard her crying.
Astrid felt like crying. But she couldn't, she needed to be strong for Hiccup. Astrid's sick of being fucking strong.
Astrid let out a scream, throwing the pillow across the room. She somehow ended up on the floor, crying into her hands. Everything's a fucking mess. Astrid let out another gut wrenching scream, screaming "FUCK!" At the top of her lungs.
She felt everything he had been working for in the past three years fading away, and all she wanted was a razor. A sharp razor, to cause as much physical pain as it could. The door opened before she could rummage through anything to find a razor, and Astrid looks up with tears streaming down her face, Val is standing there, all motherly and friendly. Astrid's own mother and father moved to California two years ago, so she doesn't have anyone. Toothless pushed past Val and jumped onto Astrid, licking her tears away. Trying to make his boy's girl better.
"I'm sorry Valka! It's all my fault! If I wasn't such a screw up, and just killed myself when I wanted to-"
"Astrid!" Val yelled, rushing to her side. "Don't you ever say that! None of this is your fault!"
Astrid held Toothless closer, and he let his tongue loll out of his mouth, smiling. Astrid buried her head in his fur and sobbed.
"I was going to kill myself in high school." Astrid admitted "I was a mess in high school. I'm a little better now, but in school, the only thing that saved me was your son. But after he left, I found out I was pregnant. Pregnant! I was seventeen and scared! I was so goddamned scared! I wasn't going to abort the baby. Or give it up! So the only thing to do was kill myself.
"Then I lost the baby! I'm such a horrible person! Why would Hiccup want to be with me? I already lost one baby, I'm going to lose all the others! Val-"
"Astrid," Val sat next to her "I'm scared to. Stoick is my husband, and he has been for the past twenty six years. We've been through a lot together, a lot of hardships, what with him being ten years older than me. We met when I was in high school, I was seventeen, and he was twenty-seven. We were at a gas station, I was paying for gas, when I realized I didn't have enough money. I high school I was a lot like you, broken," Val brushed Astrid's bangs out of her eye "I ended up giving him a black eye for paying for me." They shared a laugh "but it ended up being the best thing for me, meeting Stoick. My friend, Gobber, thought I was crazy, dating an already college graduate. I didn't make it easy for him, but Stoick was like a leech, refused to give up. And I gave him plenty of chances to give up."
"God, I think you just described your son." Said Astrid "He's just like a leech."
Val laughed "They are the same. But, I wanted to kill myself in high school to. I wasn't the prettiest girl, or the most popular. I was ignored, and I thought no one loved me, for the first six months of our relationship I thought I was Stoick's pity date."
Astrid looked down "Did you ever feel like the world's out to get you, and your just a waste of space?"
"All the time. But Stoick made me feel loved. Just like you are Astrid."
Astrid smiled a little "But isn't this my fault?"
"No, I think we can blame that no good, son of a bitch, little fucker."
"Have I told you lately that you are the coolest person I know?"

Hiccup frowned at his father's stillness.
"Damn," Breathed Hiccup "Was I that still? That explains why Astrid fell for me." Hiccup looked down and sighed "Dad, I-I don't know what I would do without you. You were with me my whole life, you stepped up and took care of me, hiding your grief, I don't think I would be strong enough to do that. You were always stronger, mentality and physically. You are so important to me, and I don't want to lose you... who-who would teach me to be a father? A good husband? Thi-this is all my fault. I knew I should've saved Astrid before calling the cops, this never would have happened.

"I'm sorry for being such a screw up. I know I wasn't the son you wanted me to be, I wish I would've tried harder, worked harder to met your expectations. I promise, when," Because if is to strong of a possibility. "you wake up, I will be the son you always wanted. I-I'll grow a beard... anything... just-just come back to me... please...I'll do anything to have you hit my shoulder so hard you give me a bruise, then won't stop saying 'sorry' to me... I'll do anything..."

So, there you have it. Stoick and Sam are in the hospital, Astrid having a breakdown, and Val swearing... I love Val. She's awesome! Can't wait to see you next chapter! Stay Perfect!