Hiccup led Prim back to their house.
The moment Prim went in, someone punched her gut.
"OW! Mom, what was that for?"
Prim asked, looking annoyed at Astrid.
Astrid smirked.
"That's for running off."
Then she gave her daughter a fierce hug.
"That's for everything else."
Prim hugged her mother back gratefully,
enjoying her warmth and comfort.
"So, Hiccup, what happened?"
Prim's father was trying to sneak upstairs
when he was caught by his sharp wife.
"Oh, um…..A minor Nightmare attack, and-"
"Minor? Hiccup?"
Hiccup groaned and pushed Prim upstairs.
"I'll be back….Probably."
He whispered wearily to his daughter.
She grinned cheekily.
"And I'll be here….Maybe."
The last things Prim heard
was her dear mum's good old yells.
Her brother was playing around with
his Terrible Terror, Bob(That's what he named him).
He looked up as Prim entered the room.
"Pim? Mommy angry?"
Hiccup Junior asked, the wrath of his mother
seemed to have had reached his little ears.
Prim grinned, tickling her little brother.
"Mommy VEEERY angry. Poor daddy, huh?"
Hiccup squealed as she tickled him,
and suddenly a pillowfight started.
Hiccup got his wooden toy sword
his dad had made for him, with a leather handle,
and a dragon carved in. This was Hiccup's favorite toy.
"Yah! Take that, big bad monster!"
He yelled, taking the bedsheet and pulling it over Prim.
Prim made a "monster" roar and battled her little brother, sword against pillow.
They were having so much fun, messing the room pretty well.
Hiccup "accidentally" ripped a pillow and feathers flew everywhere.
Prim giggled as feathers tangled in her hair. Using the moment of distraction,
Hiccup once again trapped Prim under the bedsheet.
She turned around to escape when she found herself face to face with a
dragon with wide yellow eyes.
She screamed. The dragon screamed.
And it accidentally spit out a flame. The flame began burning through the covers.
She stared, horrified by the enlarging flames.
"DAD!"
The parents dashed up the stairs.
"Prim- what the-"
Hiccup saw the flames.
"Astrid, get a blanket, quick!"
She thrusted a huge blanket in his arms.
He threw it at the flames, completely covering it.
The flames died out.
Hiccup turned to a very flustered, feather incased Prim.
"Prim. What. Just. Happened."
"I, uh…got scared….uh…."
"Prim got scared by BOB!"
Hiccup shrieked as he cracked up,
clutching his tummy, despite the very dangerous situation
that might have happened.
"BOB! Icky little Bob!"
For once, Prim was ANNOYED by her little brother.
Hey!"
She pushed him off the bed, and he hit the floor with a large thump.
He began to cry.
"Primrose. We need to talk."
Her father's voice was deadly calm.
Prim gulped.
Uh-Oh.
A/N: Confession Time!