Stupid Love - Chapter Fifteen

Pairing: Hijack

Word Count: 2331

Warnings: Some language, bacon-consumption, instance of criminal action

A muffled, light-hearted tone rang from the small cell phone tucked into Hiccup's back pocket. Hiccup refused to answer it, and instead pulled the soft sheet over his head and kept his eyes shut. Whoever was calling needed to just buzz off and let him enjoy the best sleep he was sure he'd had in months. Just as soon as the song stopped, it started again. Hiccup grumbled incoherently, finally pushing the covers down, grabbing the stupid phone, and pulling it up to his ear, eyes still closed shut.

"Uhh... Hello?" He muttered through a loud yawn.

"Hiccup?" Astrid's worried voice sounded from the other line. "Where are you?"

Hiccup groaned. Astrid was the one bugging him so early in the morning? She should know better.

"What do you mean?" He grumbled in reply, "I'm at my apar-"

"I'm at your apartment," Astrid cut him off. "I came by so we could work on Stormfly, remember? But you are definitely not here."

Hiccup rubbed at his eyes, barely opening them.

"I saw Toothless was still in the garage, so I got worried, and..." Astrid continued, trailing off.

Hiccup finally opened his eyes and stared up at the odd, beige-colored ceiling.

"Wait," he said, "you're at...my apartment?"

"Yeah, I just said that," Astrid replied.

"I'm not at my apartment," Hiccup said, his eyes widening as he sat up straight to find himself in the familiar-but not familiar enough-bedroom.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious, but we've established this," Astrid retorted, clearly irritated. "Anything else you'd like to share with the class?"

Hiccup gazed around, throwing the covers off of him completely and slowly getting to his feet.

"Shit, where am I?" He muttered, looking around. He turned back and looked over at the duck toy lying on the end of the bed.

"Shit."

Astrid's concerned tone was back as she asked,

"What? What happened?"

Hiccup bit his lip, letting out a strangled "Oh, Gods, I'm still at Jack's" through closed teeth.

A second of silence occurred just then, but it was soon overtaken by Astrid's absurd and obnoxiously loud laughter.

"Astrid, don't-" he tried to beg, but she was already off.

"Hahahahahaha, you-" she attempted to catch her breath. "You spend the night often, or-?"

Hiccup just groaned in response. First, he realized he fell asleep at Jack's house, and now she was back to the inappropriate taunting?

"This isn't funny," he grumbled as Astrid started to snort, her laughter only seeming to get worse.

"It seems-" she snickered, "I mean, it seems pretty funny to me."

Hiccup smacked himself in the forehead.

"I must have dozed off while we were...watching the movie," he muttered.

Astrid started to calm down, but Hiccup could hear the smirk in her voice as she teased,

"Oh, is that what you were doing?"

Hiccup found the door and glanced out into the hall. The sunlight was pouring in from the other rooms and he frowned.

"Astrid, seriously," he huffed, switching his phone to the other ear, "can you not do this right now?"

"Can't help it," Astrid quipped.

Hiccup heaved a big sigh and started down the hall.

"Well then, I'm gonna have to call you back..." He told her. "Right after I strangle Jack."

Astrid laughed again, but then stopped, remarking,

"Wait, wait, it's almost noon. So, I'm gonna go ahead and head back and catch some Zs before my shift tonight."

Hiccup paused, glancing around.

"But, we were gonna work on your car-"

"Well, now you can 'work on' Jack," Astrid cut in. "Or continue to do so, whichever is more accurate."

Hiccup pulled the phone away from his ear, stating a final "Goodbye" and hanging up.

His eyes scanned the living room. No Jack here.

He kept walking, looking and listening for the white-haired menace. He turned down the hall toward the kitchen.

"Come on," he heard Jack's voice from behind the door, "it's just turkey bacon. Look, I know you prefer pork, but we need to spice it up sometimes."

Hiccup put on his most convincing glare and stormed into the room, pushing the swinging door open angrily.

"JACK!" He shouted.

Jack sat up in his seat at the breakfast island, not even turning around as he commented,

"Uh-oh, looks like Sleeping Beauty's finally awake."

Toothless, sitting in a white, plastic highchair on the other side of the island, spit out the bacon he'd just been chewing on. Jack frowned, telling him,

"No, Toothless, eat your breakfast."

He pushed the plate closer to the puppy as Hiccup stomped over to Jack.

"Why didn't you wake me up-" Hiccup started to yell, but then stopped as he saw Toothless attempting to lick another piece of bacon. Hiccup swiftly pulled out his phone from his pocket again, swiped the screen, snapped a photo, and then tapped the corner to send it straight to Instagram. He shoved the phone back in his pocket as he turned back to continue yelling at Jack.

"I told you that Astrid and me had plans this morning!"

Jack smirked, looking up at him.

"Not anymore, I'm guessing," he remarked knowingly.

"And why is Toothless eating bacon in a highchair?" Hiccup scowled, furiously gesturing to the puppy munching on his food.

"Oh, so now you ask..." Jack raised an eyebrow, mocking him.

"I was a little more preoccupied with being pissed because you just let me fall asleep in...in your..." Hiccup trailed off, and then crossed his arms. "And I told you I had to be back last night!"

Jack feigned innocence, putting his chin in his hand and leaning on the counter, trying,

"Uhh... I forgot?"

"Ugh," Hiccup deflated, "just...take me home. Now."

"Don't you want to eat brunch first?" Jack offered. "Or, at least, let Toothless finish his?"

Hiccup looked over at the puppy in the ridiculous chair again.

"Fine, but-" He walked over and plucked Toothless from the highchair and set him on the floor.

"Aww," Jack whined, "he likes the chair."

Hiccup picked up the plate of bacon and placed it on the floor. Toothless plopped down in front of it, quickly licking and munching on another piece.

"He's a puppy," Hiccup replied, "not a baby."

Jack waved him off,

"Pfft, details."

Hiccup pulled out a chair and sat down.

"I can't believe you let me sleep in," he remarked.

"You looked comfortable. I never see you actually look relaxed," Jack replied. "I didn't want to ruin the moment."

Hiccup shook his head.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Jack grinned, leaning back in his seat again.

"Well, you do have the whole day to do whatever now..." He replied, "Why not spend it with me?"

Hiccup put his face in his hands.

"Shoulda known," he mumbled.

Jack continued, saying,

"I was thinkin' you could show me what your car can really do. I mean, you said you would, right?"

Hiccup glanced up from behind his hands, a look of disbelief on his face.

"You seriously want to race again?" He asked.

"I was thinkin' more along the lines of a cruise..." Jack smirked.

Hiccup laughed.

"Huh, yeah, alright," he replied. "I might be up for that...considering my other plans are apparently out."

Jack put up his hand for a high-five, triumphantly exclaiming,

"Alright!"

Hiccup looked at Jack's hand and just rolled his eyes, standing up again and walking back out of the kitchen.

Jack let his arm fall.

"Really?" He complained. "You're just gonna leave me hangin'?"

The gold Huayra pulled into the parking lot in front of Hiccup's apartment and rolled right up to his small garage.

Hiccup lifted the door, stepping out. Jack leaned over the center console, asking,

"So, where we headed?"

"If we're gonna cruise," Hiccup told him, "we gotta go to Gobber's."

He walked over to the garage door and unlocked the latch and lifted the door.

Jack got out of his car with a surprised expression.

"Gobber's?" Jack questioned. "Wait, you mean that ratty, old bar off Highway 48?"

Hiccup grinned,

"That's the one."

Jack pulled a face, pouting,

"But... I can't bring my car there!"

He stalked over to Hiccup as he climbed into his own car.

Hiccup eyed him a moment before realizing what Jack meant.

"Oh, right," he responded, "Whatever. You can just ride with me."

Jack frowned.

"What? But what about-"

Hiccup held up his hand to stop him and then glanced around before starting the engine and closing the door behind him.

Jack stood back a moment, watching anxiously as Hiccup backed out. Jack stepped up to the car again as Hiccup parked and rolled down the window.

"Just hop in and we'll take Toothless down there," Hiccup told him. "You bring Baby Tooth and someone'll wanna key that thing."

Jack grumbled,

"Ugh, you American-only freaks, I swear. Someone worked hard on my baby, too, you know!"

Hiccup rolled his eyes.

"You wanna risk it?" He asked. "Go ahead and bring 'er down. If not, just park her in my garage. She'll be safe and sound when you see her again."

Jack glanced back at his car, then the empty car. He sighed,

"Yeah, alright."

Jack stomped back over to his car, adding,

"This feels like punishment."

Hiccup just laughed, replying,

"Maybe it is."

Jack shot him a glare over his shoulder.

"Asshole."

Jack pulled the lever on the side of his seat and it reclined. He folded his hands behind his head with a smile and crossed with feet, kicking them up on the dash. Hiccup shot him a glare and pushed his feet down with his hand.

Jack laughed and sat up a bit, peeking out the window. Hiccup shook his head, focusing on the road ahead of him.

Jack looked over at him and noticed the pensive expression on Hiccup's face.

"What?" Jack questioned, eyeing him.

Hiccup furrowed his eyebrows and glanced over at him, replying,

"...What?"

"You got this look on your face like you wanna say somethin'," Jack remarked, "but you won't for some reason."

Hiccup stifled a laugh, and then told Jack,

"...I'm trying to figure out why you thought it was necessary to get Toothless a high-chair."

Jack snickered, leaning back in the reclined seat again.

"Hey, I'm an awesome parent, Hic," he told him, folding his arms across his chest. "Don't diss my natural talent."

Jack let out a quick yawn, and Hiccup rolled his eyes.

"Toothless is a dog, Jack," he responded.

"So? You don't like how I raise my child now?" Jack poked Hiccup in the arm, smirking. "What're you gonna do about it? You gonna break in and kidnap him from me?"

Hiccup grinned,

"I'm considering it," he replied.

"You monster!" Jack laughed, yawning again immediately after.

Hiccup sighed, scratching his head.

"Haha... He seems happy at your house, though," he said.

Jack rolled his eyes, replying,

"Yeah, but that's just 'cause you come and visit him all the time. The second you're gone, he..." Jack covered his mouth as he yawned again, "he misses you, you know? He's so mean to me when you're not around."

"He's probably a good judge of character," Hiccup commented with a smirk.

Jack shut his eyes, responding,

"He just likes you more than me... But I don't blame him, I like you more than me, too."

Hiccup narrowed his eyes, still not looking over at him.

"Pfft," he remarked, "what is that supposed to mean?"

Jack was quiet and Hiccup blinked. That had to have been the first time that's happened since he'd met the guy...

"...Jack?" He asked, glancing over, only to find Jack lying back with eyes shut.

Was he really sleeping?

"Jack?" He tried again.

What did he mean, though? Jack liked him? More than he liked himself? Was that some self-deprecating comment, or some odd term of endearment? Considering Jack probably loved himself more than even his car, there's no way he liked Hiccup that much...right?

Hiccup eyed Jack again and bit his lip.

No, it couldn't be. That wouldn't make any sense.

Hiccup shook his head. The guy was tired, and definitely not in control of his mouth, so he probably didn't even know what he was saying. He just needed to forget he said anything and move on. It never happened.

Hiccup noticed the city limits sign and sighed with relief at the distraction. He pulled into town, turning onto the main drag and into the mercantile gas station.

He turned off the engine, but let his keys sit in the ignition as he stepped out to put in some gas. He shut the door behind him and walked toward the store to pay inside.

Jack heard the door slam and blinked slowly. The car started and took off so quickly, Jack barely had time to sit up before getting knocked back again.

"Huh? Where-" Jack tried again and turned to look over at Hiccup, but whoever was driving was definitely not Hiccup. "Hey, what are you doing?!" He exclaimed.

The man shifted his eyes and drifted out into the street, speeding down the road and turning down a small alleyway, keeping silent all the while.

Jack scowled. Was Toothless seriously being hijacked? No way was this really happening.

"Hey!" Jack shouted again, grabbing onto the guy's arm. "You can't just-"

The man ripped his arm from Jack's grip.

"Shut up," he remarked.

Jack grimaced.

"Uhh, excuse you," he grumbled, "this is my friend's car-"

The man glared over at him.

"I said, SHUT. UP." He gritted his teeth and shoved Jack back against the reclined seat. "God, you never know when to just stuff it, do you?"

Jack blinked, a hint of familiarity coming to him. He glanced up at the man.

"Wha- Wait a second..."

The man looked back at him and Jack's eyes widened as he recognized him.

"Jamie?"

How's THAT for a cliffhanger? Mwahahahaha!