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"Take her to the gym." Snotlout had said. "Girls love it when you lift."

Two problems with that.

One, Harry could hardly 'lift'. Two, Elsa wasn't included in the general populace of girls who indeed wanted to see a guy 'lift'. She was too special.

Jack was completely out of the question. Gobber would probably tell him to take her to a drive-in cinema to watch some old cheesy eighties movie. Tuffnut had never even had a date and Ruffnut would probably have some crazy idea that Elsa would totally hate but be too polite to say so. Eret and Astrid, Harry didn't even want to think about. Fishlegs maybe. . .

"Let's look at the function of a date. If you're single, a date acts like an interview. Your goal is to get the other person to still like you enough when the date is over to go out with you again, assuming you're still interested as well. You're trying to appear cool, sexy, together, confident, and fun. You're also trying to make the other person as comfortable as possible."

That seemed like a lot to Harry. "How do you know all this?"

Fishlegs avoided Harry's gaze. "I uhh . . . may have searched it up a couple times . . ."

Harry nodded his head slowly. Fishlegs caught his terrified look.

"Just ask her friends. They would have shared what they wanted in a man with each other."
"Good idea. See you around." Harry said, saluting Fishlegs before turning around, hurrying to his car.

"Toothless! Buddy, I need help!" Harry yelled, shrugging his coat off and looking around his apartment. There was a flash a black and suddenly his cat was on his shoulder.

"Hey Buddy." Harry rubbed the black cat's head. Toothless closed his green eyes and purred. "I have a date with the prettiest girl in the world and I have no idea what to do."

Toothless gave him no attention, instead jumping of his shoulder and onto the kitchen counter.

"Yes, I know you're hungry Bud, but I'm in a crisis here." As Harry proceeded to feed the hungry cat, he told him about his dating dilemma.

Toothless, who was too busy eating to even acknowledge Harry's ranting looked up when the worried man's phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, Harry freaked out even more. It was Elsa.

"Hello?" Harry asked, running a hand through his hair nervously.

"Harry? Is that you? It's Rapunzel." Harry sagged in relief.

"Oh, hey Zel. I'm so glad it's you." He said, and then quickly backtracked. "Not that I wouldn't want it to be Elsa it's just I have no idea what to-"

"Shut it Harry."

"Okay."

"What are you doing for Elsa?"

The relief Harry had felt a few seconds ago committed suicide out the window. "I don't know yet."

A sign carried through the line. "What do you mean you don't know? Do have anything at all planned?"

"Well, no." Harry answered, sinking onto his couch.

"No?"

"I was kinda hoping I could somehow contact you or Anna and find out what she liked."

"Oh."

Awkward silence. Then there was a yell. Rapunzel gasped and Harry tensed. It was Elsa.

"I'm taking to Flynn." Zel said and Harry held his breathe. Elsa said something to Zel that he couldn't identify.

"I can't, mine's dead." There was some grumbling from the other line.

"Yes, okay, whatever. Flynn says hi!" He could just here the faint sound of footsteps leaving. A pause "Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Just be you." Zel said, before hanging up.

Well, that was helpful.

He was actually loaded the groceries in the car when an angel from Valhalla descended and gave him his much needed advice and help to start his cheap Ford. He had spent all his money on his other mode of transport. His helper didn't really look like an angel, but hey, Harry couldn't judge.

He was quite tall, wore a blue button up with a white long-sleeved shirt underneath and had a goatee. He was also extremely-good looking. The type of person Elsa should be going out with.

But, luckily for Harry, Elsa wanted to go out with him.

"Hey, bro! You okay? Look a little stressed." The man asked, coming over to help Harry get his car working.

"huh? Oh, yeah. I have a date tonight and I have no idea what to do." Harry said, trying to not sound desperate.

The man just laughed, watching as Harry tweaked the engine quickly. "You're pretty good with cars. Anyway, about that date, I might have advice."

"Please, don't be shy." Harry encouraged, thinking. He looked like the kind of person with loads of advice on this subject.

"Well, is she special? Like not some desperate girl off the street?" Goatee asked, looking at harry.

"She's amazing. And definitely not some desperate girl. She could have a King if she wanted to!" Harry exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air.

"Well, what is she interested in? Shopping? Sports? Horses? Painting? Chameleons?"

Harry shook his head. "She likes superheroes and powers and stuff. And the cold. Also chocolates."

"Well man," Goatee said, looking up at the parting clouds. "There's your answer."

"What?"

"Superheroes! Cold stuff! Take her to the ice rink or something."

That sounded like something Jack would do, if just to have some excuse to touch her.

"I'm still blank." Harry said, shrugging helplessly.

"Well, you look like a smart man. If you can't do something about cold or super stuff, do something funny. But don't go to a comedy club!" the man warned.

Suddenly, like a lightning bolt hitting the Earth, Harry had the best idea in the world. The man must have seen it on his face, because he smiled.

"See? I knew you could figure it out! The name's Flynn Rider by the way." He said, holding his hand out.

"Thanks, I appreciate it. Harry Haddock." Harry said happily, shaking his hand.

"See you around?" Flynn asked, looking at his watch.

"Yeah, hopefully." Harry replied, to absorbed in his thoughts to notice Flynn's smug smile as he walked away. He looked as if he had just won a bet.

Harry knew exactly what he was going to do. But he would need to make some calls first.

Why do you think Flynn was smiling smugly? And what do you think is Harry's idea for the date?

i'd love to know your thoughts! till next chapter!