Chapter 5! Let's go.
(Sophia's p.o.v)
I stood outside house in silence, my hand was gently rubbing Seaaira's chin. Her head lolled side to side and small innocent purrs echoed off her mouth, it was moments like this that proved she's not the monster everyone thinks they are. That she's a better dragon than most of the people on this island.
This had never been easy for me. I never liked traveling because I had to leave her behind. I never knew if she would be safe. If I, would be safe without her.
A few of the villagers had stopped and were staring in my direction. And I could decide to be pissed off or laugh at the simple stupidity of my people. Now don't get me wrong... It wasn't as if I kept my dragon a secret, it's just that the other villagers were too frightened to go near her. She's big; she Scary and that must mean she's a monster. As if to prove my point a low growl left Seaaira's lips, and her massive head lifts off the ground. I could help but smirk as all three of them let out low squeaks, drop their weapons and run off. I send a small glare in their direction before running my fingers across Seaaira's massive head, the purrs return and soon she's rolling in the grass like a kitten.
I know the villagers would never betray my family, but I've always wondered if that's more out of fear or respect. Some of the older villagers send glares my way and I do everything in my power not to stick out my tongue and blow a raspberry at them. They never understood me; they were always watching and laughing. Always judging me.
"Sophia you're the chief's daughter, you should be respectable. Sophia you should act like a young lady. Sophia you should be killing dragons not playing with them" ITS ALWAYS SOPHIA THIS! SOPHIA THAT! SOPHIA! SOPHIA! SOPHIA! FOR ONCE I WOULD LIKE TO GO SOMEWHERE AND NOT BE JUDGED FOR DOING SOMETHING!
A low chuckle had me turning my head to the left, Cara send me a small smile.
"Someone doesn't sound too happy" she smirks.
"Yeah, well that makes two of us" I growl, she places her hands on her hips and sends me a light glare.
"Oh don't start this again" she growls.
I roll my eyes as my mind travels back to this morning.
*Flashback*
I was lying on a quiet little island; it was about 40 minutes from my home and was hidden well behind a huge tower of rock. It was Sophia this, Sophia that. Help with this, bring this. Grab that. What about this? Everybody had been watching me like a hawk and I was about 5 seconds from running someone though... luckily Cara had gone out to get some water and seconds later we bolted. I had to get out of there; it felt like my head was going to explode. The sun was shining; the waves were bringing in a cool breeze. The clouds were beautiful and it almost made me forget about my troubles at home. Almost. A small groan made the smirk leave my lips and I leaned my head back against Seaaira. We had had our fun terrorizing a small group of wild sheep and were now resting lazily on the tall grass. The sun was nice and-
My head turned and I felt a frown slip onto my face. I could still see the tall flags of the ships, blowing in the wind like an ever dull reminder of the impending doom I would have to endure. And it also seemed like no matter how far I went I could still see those blasted flags. Like they were fallowing me, teasing me.
"Ha-ha, you have to go to Berk" they'd sing "You have to go to Berk"
I groaned and rolled over before glancing at the sky but it seemed like the teasing didn't stop. Because in my mind I knew they were still there, burning a hole into my back of my skull.
"You have to go to berk; you have to go to Berk"
I groaned and covered my ears, curling my body into a little ball.
"Sophia, Sophia" they would chant "Come to berk, come to Berk. Sophia, Sophia, Sophia"
I don't know if it was just me but I swore that the voices were getting louder. I swear I wasn't hearing things. They were getting so loud I felt like I wanted to scream but Seaaira's was lying peacefully in the grass so I knew nothing was really wrong. It was almost like those voices were really inside my head, but then why were they getting so loud? I sit up and glance around, but of course all I saw was grass and rock.
"SOPHIA, SOPHIA, SOPHIA!"
No one... I groan and lay back against Seaaira's. My eyes were shut but my ears were on high alert for enemies or problems that could arise. The voiced had dulled down but I swore that it was just my imagination. That I was letting the stress and the sleepless nights get to me.
"SOPHIA MORTISE AVENGANDER!" the very low and angry voices yells, it shot through my head like lightning.
I literally screamed- It was so strange, almost demonic -AND shot up onto my feet. I gasp loudly and shot up to my feet, my head was pounding like a drum. Seaaira jerks awake and lets out low growl. A small pained groan left my lips and Seaaira glanced at me with concern. Her head turns as she scans for enemies; I glance around the area too. My hands wrapped around my weapons and pull them out. The loud ringing of metal is heard and I instinctively drop into a fighting stance. My body was shaking so badly that I had to grip my swords harder to not drop them. Seaaira's tail wraps around my body. Her entire body shaking as it switches into protective mode. Okay that defiantly wasn't in my head!
I hear a twig snap to my left and Seaaira uses her tail to throw me into the air. Doing two light front flips I kick the intruder down. My sword in blocked by a slightly smaller curved blade and I retaliate by using my left leg to knock the intruder to the ground. Its sword goes flying into the air and I easily catch it, instantly recognizing the sword. I take a deep breath in as I notice its Cara and can't help but roll my eyes, of course she was... I remove my blade from her neck and roll them in my hands twice before slipping them into their cases on my back.
"Do you have any idea how I have been LOOKING for you?" Cara growls.
She pushes herself off the ground with a very aggravated look in her face. I smirk as Seaaira stretch's her wings and gently starts hovering off the ground; I rub her chin with my fingers before glancing at Cara.
"No I don't, why don't you tell me?"
I smirk as her eyes glare in my direction
"I have been looking for you for an hour!" she yells, before dragging a hand down her face "My gods, I thought you had been kidnapped or something!" she whispers the last part in annoyance.
I choose to ignore that part.
"Well hot damn, I guess I didn't hide hard enough" I say with a smirk.
Using my tongue I make a light clicking sound and seconds later Seaaira's tail wraps under my feet and flips me into the air. Using my left hand I reach behind my back and grab my spear, it had a small dull hook on the end. I swing it in mid-air around one of Seaaira's spikes and pull myself onto her head
"You wanna play again?" I add with a cocky grin.
I smirk as she sends me a pissed off glare
"Sophia, the ships were supposed to leave an hour ago... Your father is furious" she growls, I roll my eyes.
"When is my father not furious Cara? Anything I do pisses him off in one shape or form" I answer with a sigh, she does one of her own before answering
"Sophia" she says slowly and grips the bridge of her nose "This is not only about you and our father it's about everyone else too. You have the crew men who are leaving behind their families. Hiccups family and his village. I understand this may not be easy for you, but It's about respect Sophia"
I roll my eyes with a sigh and gently pat Seaaira on the head. She tilts her head side to side before landing on the ground
"Well maybe I don't want to go" I say as I lazily lean against Seaaira, she sends me a blank stare before rolling her eyes
"We are going to berk Sophia, not a funeral" she sighs, I can't help but smirk at the irony of that "Okay, what is the problem Sophia" Cara growls "I've seen you take on bigger shit than this with your eyes closed, like look at the sheer size of Seaaira. So don't you dare fucking tell me your getting cold feet now" I roll my eyes and look at the tree's in the opposite direction
"It's nothing" I sigh
"Bull shit" she growls, and faster than I can think she's in front of me.
Her two hands grab the front of my shirt and lift me into the air, seconds later I'm slammed into a nearby tree. I gasp in shook and look down at her hands- It was a good attack -that has me firmly locked in place, for now... She curled her hands a bit to the left; it balled around the front of my shirt and pulled me to my tip-toes and a bit closer to her face. Usually I would drop someone for doing this but Cara was never one for force so I stayed in her "capture" for a little longer. A low growl left Seaaira's lips and I glance at her. She catches my eyes and my hand shoots up to stop her impending attack.
I stopped the smile trying to wedge its way onto my face and played along.
"Cara, what the hell" I gasp and glance at my ladies maid.
"I don't like violence" she says and I send her a raised eyebrow in response "but the one thing I hate even more is when people mess around with my lady." her hands relaxes a little bit "Sophia this is going to go down one of two ways. One, you tell me what in Oden's name is going on. And trust me when I say it better be one hell of a reason! Or two, you're going to say goodbye to Seaaira, stop being this" she motions to all of me "and get your ass on that ship."
*end of flashback*
Though Cara hasn't had Oliver as long as I have had Seaaira she still knows the heart ache of leaving them for a long trip. Cara rolls her eyes but gently rubs Oliver's head with her hands.
"Look I don't want to leave either but it's time that we should go back" she says quietly "it's been seven years Sophia, you can't hide here for ever"
With a sigh I shut my eyes and gently placed my head against Seaaira's, she let out a small purr of affection before pulling back.
"Be good" I say in a stern motherly voice "because I'll know if you're not " she lets out a few low grumbles which I'm taking as "Would I ever get into trouble" and I can't help but roll me eyes "Keep each other safe, I'll be back in a few weeks"
With another sigh I turn towards the huge ship, it gently rocked back and forth from the waves. Usually this would excite me but for some reason I felt like I was stepping into prison. I felt Cara's hands on my back and inch by inch she gently pushed me along the dock and up the plank. My feet landed on the deck and I turned back at Seaaira, a look of pain held my face. Cara sent me a small look but glanced at Oliver none the less. The crew men put the last of the stuff on the ship and I cringed as the plank scraped across the edge of the ship. The wood on wood being the echoing reminder that I was now OFFICIALLY trapped on this voyage. I look up to see Seaaira staring at me, her eyes holding nothing but sadness. I bring my hand to my lips and blow her a kiss, I get a small purr back and it makes me smile just a little. I would send them away but it was pointless to try, she and Oliver wouldn't leave until we were long out of sight.
I felt a large hand on my shoulder and with a slow glance I see its Marcus, he squeezed my shoulder in comfort as my father's loud voice echoed across the ship.
"Set sail to Berk!"
(Hiccup's p.o.v)
We had finally finished the work. I had collapsed in a bench out of sheer exhaustion. Normally this wasn't so hard but with the twins no stop shenanigans it had added an extra three hours to the already busy work-load. Astrid was quietly reading a book, fish-legs was icing his shoulder (another one of the twins "Accidents" no doubt). Snot-lout was looking at his reflection though a metal pot and the twins were... sleeping in the corner. Typical... they cause all the mischief and then get to sleep soundly for the next three hours.
I let out a low groan as I felt two semi-cold hands slid their way into my fore-head. I smile as I know its Astrid.
"Oh your hands are cold" I sigh and lean back into her "It feels nice"
"Don't tell me you're getting sick" she smirks
"No" I sigh "I'm just exhausted that's all"
"And stressed out" she sighs and begins to rub my shoulders, I let out a louder groan
"Well not everyone can be like you" I sigh and move my neck a little more to the left, she smirks and moves her hands accordingly
"I never said I don't get stressed, I just said it's not good to keep all of it inside" she smiles and slides her hands down my back.
I shiver as they brush against my spine and slowly slide their way around my hips. I let out a low groan as it sends shivers straight to mu groin.
"Um... guys" a voice whispers, my eyes shoot open as I realize everyone is still in the room "Do you think you could maybe do that somewhere else"
"Yeah cause that grossing me out" snot-lout adds.
"Well, than go somewhere else" Astrid says a bit annoyed fish-legs lets out a snort
"Well that's easy for you to say" fish-leg sighs and moves the milting ice chuck a bit.
Astrid sighs and slowly walks over to him.
"How's the shoulder?" she asks as she sits beside him
"Well it could be better" he sighs.
Astrid removes the wrapped up ice and slowly peels away the side of her shirt. Fish-legs hisses in pain and I can't help but flinch at the large bruise looking back at me. Astrid lets out a hiss of her own and she leans in a bit to get a closer look.
"What did the elder say?" she asks before placing the covered ice back on his shoulder
"Well, she's surprised it's not broken" he replies, Snot-lout lets out a snort.
"Well that kind of happens when you try to catch a large rock with your shoulder" he smirk
"Yeah, well you were a lot of help with that" fish-legs growls back, a second later he hisses in pain.
"Snot-lout, if you can't keep your big mouth shut that you need to get out" Astrid says, snot-lout snorts again and rolls his eyes "or I'm going to cut it off" she adds as she reaches for her ax.
His eyes widen a bit he puts his hands up in defense.
"Fine" he sighs and kicks his feet up in the table "but don't get mad at me just because fish-legs can't take a hit"
"Having the twins hurl a 30 pound boulder at you is not taking a hit, it's getting a 30 pound bolder hurled at you" Fish-leg's growled
"It's funny how you're so tough when Astrid's around" Snout-lout sneered back
On that note Astrid grabbed her ax and quickly spun around, Snout-lout screamed loudly and knocked his chair to the ground in an effort to jump out of the way. The ax hurdled across the room, hit the chair and cut it straight in two before getting stuck in the table behind it. Both Fish-leg and I smirked loudly as Astrid sat down with a satisfying smile. Snout-lout locked at us in shock as he picked himself up off the floor. Everyone (that was awake) burst into a heap of laughter; it increased as a large blush covered his cheeks. Snout-lout mumbles something about stupid Vikings as he left the room.
"Okay" Astrid sigh and grabs her book "No that was funny"
We were all laughing until Fish-leg's cries out in pain
"Fish-legs?" I say in a concerned voice, he makes a pained face
"I'm fine" he says with a wince "Laughing just pulled my shoulder to much"
Astrid stood up, walked across the room and picked up the large Viking book. Before spinning around and striding over to him.
"This might hurt a bit but bare with me okay?"
Fish-leg's sent her a questioning look before nodding; Astrid smiled and gently lifted up his arm. Fish-legs cried out in pain as Astrid pulled his arm forwards a bit; quickly she placed the book under his arm and used her foot to nudge his chair a bit closer to the table. Fish-leg's let out another hiss but it stopped the second she let go
"Okay, how does it feel?" she asks quietly.
Fish-leg's closed his eyes for a second and let out a peaceful sigh.
"That actually feels great, thank-you Astrid" he sighs
(Stoick's p.o.v)
I glanced up at the sky and the setting sun; it was filled with beautiful reds, oranges and yellows. The winds blew calming warm winds. I shut my eyes as the wind gently blew my braided beard, Val would have loved to see this. My head fell a bit as my mind filled with memories of my fallen wife.
"You're thinking about her again aren't you?" a gruff voice says.
I turn to see my right hand man Gobber walking down the beach; I smirk quietly and turn the other direction before wiping away a few tears.
"Do you think I'm doing the right thing here Gobber" I sigh and take off my helmet before running my hand over my face.
"Why not, they always seemed to get along" Gobber shrugs "You like the girl don't you?"
"Of course I do" I sigh "but it feels like I am doing the wrong thing" I sit down on a log, Gobber sits down beside me.
"Then what's wrong?" he asks, I roll my eyes.
"I don't know, He's barely 18 Gobber. Do I really want to push this on him..."
"Relax Stoick, everything will be fine. I can feel it in my gut" he adds with a small smirk.
I roll my eyes but can't help the chuckle that leaves my lips.
My talk with Gobber had gotten me into a bit of a fit; I was driving myself mad with all these questions. And it's not like I could go stomping into my house and walk up hiccup. So I decided to go for a walk instead.
I glanced up at the dark sky and shook my head. It was that late already? With a small groan I walked down the quiet path. Everyone was in there homes. Dragons slept on the tops of houses, great fires lit the entire town and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as I walked through my village. Soon Sophia and her father would be here. Soon I could get the things done I should have done a LONG time ago. And soon I could finally get a good night's sleep.
I did my usual night check, just to make sure everything was the way it should be and made my way towards my last stop. I walked into the great hall and with a shove I pushed the door open, at first it seemed normal...well mostly. I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight; it was like they were little kids again.
The twins were snoozing in the corner; they were leaning back to back. And their heads resting on each other's shoulders.
Fish-legs was sleeping in the large padded chair, his head leaning on a folded up jacket. His arm propped up comfortably with a large book... no doubt that was Astrid's helping hand.
To my left I notice Snout-lout sleeping on a chair a few steps away from me, no doubt he got into it with Astrid and is sitting close to the door for a quick exit if needed. His feet were propped up on a second chair, his arms crossed on his chest and his head resting backwards against the chair.
Hiccup was sitting on a bench, his knees were bent and his back was leaning against the wall. His head fell forwards a bit but raised a smidge with each breath.
I looked around the room for Astrid but I couldn't find her, in confusion I stepped more into the room and shut the door. It made a semi-loud creaking noise and a small groan caught my attention. That when I finally noticed her, sound asleep. Astrid was lying against hiccup. Well she was more sitting on hiccup, she was sitting on his lap with her feet curled up close to her body. Astrid's head was resting against his shoulder as hiccups hands were wrapped around her waist and draped over hers.
I must have made a noise because Hiccup stirs and closes his eyes. He blinks a few times before he notices I'm standing here. He gives me a tired smile before quietly clearing his throat.
"Hey dad" he grins "Is everything okay?"
I send him a small smile
"Of course Hiccup, everything is fine" I answer, he smiles
"How about everything with Sophia?"
"Everything here is done and ready" I say, he sends me a tired smile
"When will she be here again?" he asks quietly, I smile as I see his eyes half closing
"I got word that their boats left a few hours ago. So it should be about two days" I say
"Good" he says with a small yawn "I can't wait to see her again..." he whispers as his eyes slid shut.
I can't help but smile as soft snores come from his lips, that smile grows into a grin as Astrid adjusts her position and brings her shoulders up. This causes hiccups head to lift just a bit and the snoring stops, a low chuckle leaves my lips and I quietly walk to the other side of the room. Pulling open a cupboard I grab the spare blankets, as quietly as I could I walk around the room and gently drape them over the kids.
I take special care around Fish-legs and try not to move his arm. After that I walk across the room and pull up my own chair, I drape the last large blanket over myself. With a happy sigh I kick my feet up and bring them a bit closer to the fire. If the kids were sleeping I wanted to be here in-case something happened. I glance over at at my son with a smile and double check I still have my weapons.
"Me too hiccup, me too..." I whisper and close my eyes.
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