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After playing guitar for a few minutes, he put his instrument away and looked at Astrid.
"Should we head back to your house?" Astrid asked. "Just so you could...I don't know...drop it off? Just so nothing happens to this new one?"
"Sure," said Hiccup. He rose to a stand, taking the cased guitar with him. "Ready?"
"Ready," said Astrid.
As they walked, they talked.
"You know, Astrid," said Hiccup, "you didn't have to do this."
"Do what?" Astrid asked.
"Buy me a guitar," said Hiccup. "You know it means a lot more to me than you can imagine."
"Yeah, but I wanted to do it," said Astrid. "So there you go."
"Yeah, well, maybe," said Hiccup. "Thanks, though. I love it. I think it may be even better than my old one."
"I'm glad you like it," said Astrid.
"I don't like it, I love it," said Hiccup. "And I just wish I could somehow repay you."
"You don't have to repay me, Hiccup," said Astrid. "It was an honor."
After Hiccup dropped the guitar off at his house, he and Astrid were walking back into town to get lunch. Suddenly, Hiccup got an idea.
"I have a tongue twister for you," said Hiccup.
"Oh boy," said Astrid. "Okay, what is it?"
Hiccup took a deep inhalation of air, and then said in the same breath: "Betty Botter bought some butter, 'But,' said she, 'this butter's bitter. If I bake this bitter butter, it will make my batter bitter. But a bit of better butter - that would make my batter better.' So she bought a bit of butter, better than her bitter butter, and she baked it in her batter, and the batter was not bitter. So 'twas better Betty Botter bought a bit of better butter." He looked at her and grinned. "Your turn," he said.
"Betty Botter bought a bicker bucker...biter butter...balar...binger ding dong...uh...UGH!" Astrid shouted. "I can't do it!"
Hiccup smiled.
"But now I have one for you," said Astrid. "This isn't a tongue twister as much as it just makes you think,"
"Okay, shoot," said Hiccup.
"I thought a thought," said Astrid. "But the thought I thought was not the thought I thought I thought."
Hiccup paused. "Wait...what!?" he said.
Astrid laughed. "Got another one?" she asked.
"Yes, actually, I do," he replied. "Mr. See owned a saw. And Mr. Soar owned a seesaw. Now See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw before Soar saw See, which made Soar sore. Had Soar seen See's saw before See sawed Soar's seesaw, See's saw would not have sawed Soar's seesaw. So See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw but it was sad to see Soar so sore, just because See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw!"
"What in the world?" said Astrid.
Hiccup laughed.
Astrid heard her phone go off. Taking it out of her pocket, she looked at who was calling. It was her Mom. She quickly slid the screen to answer it, and then held the phone up to her ear.
"Hey, Mom," she said.
"Astrid!" said her mother. "Where are you? Your cousins are going to be here any minute!"
"Oh no," said Astrid. "I forgot."
"Well, you better get over here fast!" said her mother.
"I-I will, thanks," said Astrid, and hang up.
"So..." said Hiccup, shrugging.
"My cousins are going to be getting here soon," said Astrid. "I have to go back and greet them. You're welcome to come if you want."
"Sure," said Hiccup. "That'd be great."
"They're a little crazy," said Astrid.
"I love crazy," said Hiccup. "When should we leave?"
"Right now," said Astrid. "You know, before they get there, preferably."
"Sounds great," said Hiccup. "Let's go."
He and Astrid were a little bit further into town, so walking back was going to take a little while. On their way back there, however, Hiccup suddenly froze.
Astrid didn't notice it at first, and continued walking. When she realized that Hiccup was no longer following, she turned around and looked at him. His face was pale, his eyes glued to an object across the street.
"Hiccup?" she said, walking back towards him. "What is it?"
"That...that car," said Hiccup, pointing to it. Astrid turned and saw where he was pointing. The car was parked in front of a very old, very rickety, rather evil looking, abandoned building. The car was a red convertible that looked out of place in front of the colorless house.
"What about it?" Astrid asked, now getting worried.
"That's..." said Hiccup. He swallowed. "That's the car that hit me."