Stupid Love - Chapter Five
Pairing: Hijack
Word Count: 1800
Warnings: language, minor illegal vehicle activity, Hiccup still not wearing a seatbelt
I do not own rights to any Dreamworks Animation characters.
They quickly pulled up to the picnic area (also known as "Skidmark Central") and Hiccup hopped out. Jack backed up the car to the start of his old skid, and hiccup squatted down and then shot him a thumbs-up. Jack rolled down the window, glancing back.
"You ready to see greatness in action?" He grinned. Hiccup pushed himself back up and rolled his eyes,
"I'm ready to see your dreams die in a blazing heap of smoke and fire," he smarted.
Jack half-heartedly whined, pulling his arm back into the car and pumping the gas. The engine roared to life, the growling reverberating across the empty park.
"Just keep your eyes on these tires, sassy-mouth," Jack said.
Hiccup smiled,
"Oh, Gods, this is gonna be awesome..."
Jack pressed his left foot down on the brake, shifted out of gear, and put down the gas with his right foot.
"Oh, mannn..." Hiccup stared in awe as the tires began to spin and squeal.
After the smoke started to show, Jack slid off the brake and the car sped down the asphalt, burning marks appearing in the car's tracks.
"Oh, my Gods!" Hiccup jumped up, watching Jack's car speed away before drifting around and coming to a stop.
"HOW'D I DO?" Jack shouted over to him. Hiccup walked along the new skidmark, kneeling down as it faded after a few feet.
"Not even close!" He laughed as Jack lifted the door and jumped out. Jack ran up to him, excited.
"But that's at least seven feet, Jack! Gods, that was incredible!" Hiccup shouted, getting back on his feet.
Jack frowned, clutching his head,
"AWW! WHAT? I MISSED BY, LIKE, FIVE FEET!" He pouted angrily, falling to his knees to stare at the mark. "Goddammit."
Hiccup playfully punched Jack's shoulder, replying,
"Are you kidding? Toothless has never gotten past six feet! You did a hell of a job-"
Jack looked up at him,
"Toothless?"
Hiccup's expression dropped. He let that slip already?
"Uhh, yyyeah, that's my..." Hiccup sighed, "my Fiero's name."
Jack bit back his laughter, standing up.
"You have a Fiero? Pffffft," he chuckled, and Hiccup glared at him. "No wonder you get dragged everywhere."
Hiccup's eyes narrowed,
"Hey! It's a great car!" he yelled defensively.
Jack snickered,
"Let me guess, it's some God-awful color, like yellow or metallic orange, or something? Crappy flames and fuzzy dice?"
"What do you take me for? Some moron?" Hiccup glared.
"You own a Fiero, dude," Jack laughed out loud, not even bothering to hold it back now.
Hiccup turned away, folding his arms across his chest.
"Yeah, well, Toothless is not some block of cheese on wheels," he replied snarkily. "It's one of the fastest cars in this town!"
"Not faster than my Baby Tooth," Jack countered. Hiccup smirked,
"It's not about the horsepower," he told him, "it's how you handle the car."
"Oh, come on! Use your brain here, Hiccup!" Jack added. "You know my Huayra would smoke any old-school POS."
Hiccup turned around, smirk still on his face.
"You care to wager on that?"
Jack grinned,
"I was right," he joked. "You do have a gambling problem."
Hiccup stepped forward,
"Afraid you'll lose?" He taunted.
Jack smirked back,
"Not a chance."
Jack held out his hand,
"You're on, shrimp!" He declared. Hiccup glanced down and reached out to shake his hand firmly, replying,
"You're gonna regret it, Frosty."
Jack turned a corner and Hiccup slammed against the door again as he pulled out his cell phone.
"Do you have to drift around every corner?" Hiccup complained.
"That's how they do it in movies!" Jack replied.
Hiccup rolled his eyes, dialing a number and putting the phone up to his ear.
"Hey!" he talked into the phone, "Hey, Astrid, yeah, I'm on my way back now."
He glanced over at Jack. "Yep, he...uhh, won't be a problem. Definitely. I'm with him right now!"
Jack turned another corner, almost fishtailing right into a parked car. He stepped harder on the gas pedal, commenting,
"Tell her we'll be there in just a sec."
Hiccup glanced out the window, frowning at the phone,
"No, not like that-Gods. Look, we'll be there in just a bit, okay?"
Jack picked up Astrid's voice, squealing something on the other end of the line. Hiccup rolled his eyes,
"Then stall her for a second! Tell her...tell her I want to say hi-"
Jack blinked,
"What?" he asked quietly, curious. Hiccup shook his head,
"Yeah. Thanks. Yeah, bye."
He hung up and slipped the phone back into his vest pocket. Jack glanced back over,
"Is her ride already there?" he asked.
"They wound up calling Heather to pick them all up since her mom has a minivan," Hiccup replied, as though Jack would know exactly what he was talking about. "Astrid hates her, though, so I don't know what's goin' on there..."
Jack grinned,
"Is Heather hot?" he questioned.
Hiccup glared at him, sitting back and responding matter-of-factly,
"She's not even eighteen, Jack."
Jack waved him off, saying,
"Age doesn't matter."
Hiccup turned back to him,
"Pretty sure it does," he told him. "You see, there's these things; they're called laws-"
Jack interjected,
"There's a law about wearin' seatbelts, too, but you don't seem to care about that one."
Hiccup sat back again, glancing out the window and replying,
"It-it's not a long drive."
Jack leaned back, smiling,
"Aww, you trust me as a good driver," he teased.
Hiccup scoffed,
"I wouldn't say that," he replied. "But if you wound up getting me killed, Astrid would give you hell, so it's good."
Jack glanced over, asking,
"Is she hot, too?"
Hiccup's eyes narrowed. Confused, he replied,
"Why are you asking me? And you've met her! She works at the bar-"
"Oh, right, right. Blonde, right?" Jack frowned, "I thought she was, like, secretly a lesbian, or something?"
Hiccup rolled his eyes,
"Keep your fantasies to yourself, Jack," he told him.
Jack shook his head, continuing,
"I'd bet a hundred bucks on it. She's definitely a lesbian."
"She's not a lesbian," Hiccup responded.
Jack smirked,
"How do you know?"
"...I just do," Hiccup replied.
"Ohhhhhh, you two are a thing, aren't ya?" Jack teased.
Hiccup groaned in frustration,
"No! I told you, she's my best friend."
"And you're gay," Jack added. Hiccup sighed,
"...yeah. That, too…"
Jack turned another corner-slowly, for once-and the bar came into view.
"And there they are," Hiccup breathed a sigh of relief. Now he could finally get in Stormfly and go home.
"Who's the big guy?" Jack asked, driving slowly. Hiccup waved his question off, telling him,
"There's no reason for introductions at this point. Just pull over here."
Jack looked unamused, pulling over opposite the silver minivan on the other side of the road.
"Yeah, yeah, I know how to drive my own car. Yeesh."
The car stopped and Hiccup pulled the door up, stepping out and rushing over to the van.
"Astrid!" he shouted.
Hiccup briskly walked around the minivan and found Tuffnut and Ruffnut attempting to get a completely-trashed Snotlout to step into the minivan with little success. Fishlegs was already seated shotgun, talking to Heather heatedly about...something. He turned to Astrid and she smiled brightly at him,
"Oh, hey, Hiccup!" she finally responded. The alcohol was definitely taking its toll on her now. She looked past him to Jack as he stepped out of his car. "Whoa, those doors go...up?"
Hiccup glanced over his shoulder and then back to Astrid, replying,
"Yeah, I told you about Jack's car... So, got those keys?"
Astrid put a hand on Hiccup's shoulder, screaming past him to Jack,
"I better never see you again!"
Hiccup took her hand and pulled her over to the minivan's doors.
"Don't worry about him, I've got it covered. Okay?" he told her. Ruffnut pushed Snotlout into a seat and the whole van rocked a bit. Hiccup shook his head, relieved he wouldn't have to ride with these guys.
"Alright," Astrid groaned, pulling out her keys and forcing them into Hiccup's hands.
"All aboard the party train!" Heather turned and shouted from the driver's seat. Hiccup gave a small wave,
"Hey, Heather," he said.
Heather smiled widely at him,
"Hiccup! Long time no see! How's it hangin?" she replied in her usual, high-pitched voice. Hiccup bit his lip,
"Uhh...good? I guess?" he tried. Astrid plopped down into the open seat and he grabbed the handle on the door, continuing, "Listen, I should get goin', so..."
"Oh, yeah!" Heather smiled again, a little smaller this time. "Yeah. Another time?"
Astrid turned to Hiccup, yawning into her hand and telling him,
"I'm gonna just crash at home. Come get me for work tomorrow, please?"
Hiccup smiled,
"Of course," he replied.
"Bye!" Astrid called.
"Drive safe!" he told Heather as he closed the van's door. After a moment, the car gradually drove off and Hiccup stared down at the keys in his hand. The camaro was finally his.
He smiled and turned back toward the parking lot, but a voice stopped him.
"Hiccuupppp~"
So close. He sighed, turning around.
"Yes, Jack?" he called.
Jack gave a small grin and walked across the street towards Hiccup, pulling out a cell phone.
"You almost forgot this," he told him.
Hiccup took it from him,
"My phone? How did I-" he placed it in his pocket again, mildly confused how it could have fallen out and looked back at Jack. "Oh, well, thanks, Jack. See ya around?"
Jack's lips fell into a straight line, quickly adding,
"Just not here, apparently."
Hiccup reached up, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Astrid would appreciate it... Maybe try a different bar?" he offered.
Jack sighed, placing his hands in his hoodie pockets again, replying,
"Eh, not a lot of choices left. I've been 86ed from so many..."
Hiccup rolled his eyes at the almost-bragging tone in his voice, muttering in response,
"I'm not sure I even want to know..."
Jack smirked, telling him,
"A lot of managers have smokin' hot daughters."
Hiccup facepalmed, shaking his head,
"Now I'm sure; I didn't want to know."
Jack continued to smirk, remarking,
"They liked it."
"I'm sure…" Hiccup turned back to the parking lot. "Look, I gotta get going," he told him. Jack blinked and then took a step back.
"Right," he said, taking another step back. "Go play with your friend's camaro. I'll see you around sometime."
Hiccup nodded.
"Yeah, so. Uhh ...bye!" he called out, walking towards Stormfly with a smile.
Jack turned back to his own Baby Tooth, mumbling to himself,
"Yeah, bye."