A/N: More trio antics because I love that kind of thing. Also because I just got done rereading Heroes of Olympus: The Son of Neptune which is full of trio antics and that makes me happy. Anyway, thank you for reading and reviewing!
"Ouch!"
"Maybe if you stop moving for five seconds it won't hurt so bad, Hiccup!"
"Well maybe if you were gentler, it wouldn't hurt at all!"
"Oh, don't be such a baby."
Astrid was winding gauze around Hiccup's chest as he lied in bed. He had gotten a bad gash from a dragon on an expedition to Dragon Island and she was redressing the wound.
Alvis came in as she finished tightening the bandage, Sven and Loggard behind him.
"How are ya holdin' up, sir?" Loggard asked.
"Great, thanks, Loggard."
"Dad told me there was blood, so I came to check it out." Sven announced.
"That's uh…great, Sven."
"Daddy, are you gonna get a scar?" Alvis asked.
"I think so, pal. Why?"
"Mommy always says it's only fun if you get a scar out of it."
Astrid laughed.
"Yup, Dad had a lot of fun. So why don't you boys look after him while he rests and I take care of the dragons."
As soon as she left, Alvis body slammed onto his father's chest.
"Argh!"
"Tell us a story, Daddy!"
"Did you miss the part about me resting or is my theory you hear every other word correct?"
"A story!"
"Sigh…"
Sven had ducked out and had just then returned with four cups of tea.
"Thought I'd get us some…woops!"
He tripped on Alvis' knife which had fallen out of his vest and the tea went flying. Mostly on Hiccup.
Some got on Loggard and as he hopped around in pain he collided with a wooden dresser.
Clothes, shields, helmets, and boots went everywhere. An axe fell dangerously close to his head and he squeaked.
"Blimey…"
Sven couldn't stop laughing.
Hiccup, unamused, wiped tea off his face.
"Anyway…" He said pointedly. "A story…hmm…"
Astrid returned just as Hiccup was saying
"And that's the story of how your mother rebuilt the entire village on Snoggletog."
Astrid smiled and didn't even question the mess. Or tea stains.
"Hiccup" She said. "Gobber examined him and he seems fine. I just fed him and brought him over."
"Thanks!" Hiccup beamed.
There was a soft roar in the kitchen that wasn't Eggshell's.
"That's how I got this scratch. Happy birthday, Loggard."