So here we go, a second chapter in two days holy cripes ikr! I was feeling super inspired to write lots of fluffy hijack this week so here ya go. Won't give you too many spoilers but this one is based off a tumblr post I saw aaaages ago which made me smile.

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Forty five minutes.

That was how long Hiccup had been sitting in the restaurant by himself. He'd decided to turn up a little early, by like ten minutes, but that still meant Astrid was over half an hour late.

It was fine. She was probably just stuck in traffic or something… Hiccup had texted and called a few times, and she hadn't replied, so he assumed she was in the car and couldn't answer him right away.

They'd been dating for about a month now and this meal was Hiccup's treat to her. He'd never admit it, but he felt like he needed to keep treating her to stuff or else she'd get bored and leave. He was well aware that this is not how a relationship is meant to work, but Astrid was just so perfect. She was beautiful, funny, smart and popular, and way out of Hiccup's league.

He frowned down at the tablecloth in front of him. Twenty more minutes… He'd give her that, and then maybe give her another call.

Hiccup wished he hadn't come in and sat at their table. He should've waited outside for her.

This restaurant was fancy as hell and the amount of sympathetic and disapproving stares he was getting was starting to bug him. He kept his eyes down, but mentally glared at the other customers and snooty waiters. Who the hell were they to judge him? He could be a cool, mysterious, lone diner. Y'know, you see those guys sometimes? Sitting there, eating their food alone, swirling the wine in the glass wistfully, sometimes with a book or a laptop out in front of them.

Yeah, Hiccup really couldn't pass as one of them… And the two placemats and rose in a vase on his table kinda gave away that he was waiting for someone.

The snooty waiters were staring him down. If he didn't order something quick, he was probably gonna get thrown out.

Hiccup pulled out his phone for about the fiftieth time that night and still saw no texts from Astrid. So he decided to write one.

-You stuck in traffic? X-

Surprise surprise, ten minutes later, there had been no reply.

Hiccup started to worry at this point. What if something had happened to her which meant she couldn't use her phone? A car crash? A mugging? A kidnapping?

He face palmed himself, dropping the phone back into his lap. No… they were in rural South West England. The worst thing that ever happened here was a roadblock caused by a cow crossing.

Hiccup dialed Astrid's number and put the phone to his ear. It rang once and then,

-Hey, sorry but I can't come to the phone right now. Please leave a message at the beep with your name and number if I don't know you personally. Thanks, bye!-

Beep.

"Yeah, Astrid it's me." Hiccup kept his voice quiet, so as not to attract even more attention, but tried to sound stern as well. "You're almost an hour late. Where are you? Call me or at least text and let me know if you're not gonna be able to make it, okay?" And he hung up.

Hiccup put the phone back on the table and leaned back in his chair. No more than ten seconds passed, and his phone pinged. Not the text sound, but the Facebook notification noise.

Astrid Hofferson added a photo.

Hiccup immediately tapped the link and his phone opened up on a selfie of Astrid and another guy with dark hair and a scruffy beard, laying on a sofa, a fluffy blanket over the two of them, and a blueish glow lighting up their faces from the right. The caption on the photo said, "Netflix and chill with bae xx 3"

Hiccup couldn't figure out how to react. He just kind of froze. Thinking.

First of all, who the hell was that guy? And what was he doing with an arm around Hiccup's girlfriend? And if Astrid knew Hiccup was waiting for her, which she clearly did, because the post said it was sent from mobile, why hadn't she replied and told him she was busy? Unless, she meant to post it instead of replying, knowing that he'd see it.

She dumped him indirectly.

Before his logical mind could stop him, the spiteful, angry part forced his fingers to type out a comment on the picture.

-Have fun, you two! Xx-

As soon as he posted it, he dropped his phone heavily onto the table and caught his head in his hands. No Hiccup, don't cry. That is literally the one thing you could do to make this whole situation worse! But he couldn't help it.

How could she do that to him? The heartless coward. Hiccup knew he was going to regret all of this later, but he was so angry with her. He'd had to cancel an entire evening working at his own restaurant just to fit in with Astrid's schedule. He'd lost an entire night's worth of pay to be stood up and left alone in a fancy place where he didn't belong at all.

Hiccup looked around the room. Almost everyone was staring at him, some looking sorry for him, others trying to suppress laughter. His face burned red as he realised that they all pretty much knew what had just happened. This couldn't get any freaking worse.

Trying to be quick and discreet, Hiccup wiped his eyes roughly on his sleeve and packed up his stuff, ready to leave. But before he could stand, he heard a loud voice.

"Sorry I'm so late. You must hate me…"

Hiccup's head snapped up, and landed on a guy sitting in the chair opposite him, smiling.

"W-what…?" Hiccup sniffed, still desperately trying not to break down in tears.

"I said I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long." He said loudly again, and paused, "Y'know, for our date?" At these words, the guy darted his eyes all around at the people, who were all still gawking at the pair of them. Then he lowered his voice, leaned forward and grinned, "I'm Jack. Just roll with it, yeah? Whoever stood you up is a dick."

"H-huh?" Hiccup was speechless. "I mean, okay wow. Thank you so much." He raised his voice as well, "Yeah, where were you? I was about to leave, you were taking so long to get here…"

"Traffic was insane, I had to run half the way here." Jack continued, making large hand gestures to exaggerate the point. Hiccup could feel the many eyes on them begin to slowly drift away as they realised there was nothing interesting to see here after all. "You ordered yet? I'm starving."

"No I haven't. I'm Hiccup by the way." Hiccup said once he was sure nobody was staring at them anymore.

"Hello Hiccup, it seems I'm your date for tonight then." Jack held his hand out for Hiccup to shake and he did. Jack was an interesting looking person alright… Pale skin, bright blue eyes and black stud earrings in each ear. But the most striking feature was his snow-white head of hair, choppy and wild, it almost covered one of his eyes completely. He was dressed in a white shirt and light grey suit jacket with the sleeves rolled up.

Hiccup had to pull his eyes away as Jack started talking again.

"Was it a guy or a girl?"

"Hmm?"

"Did you get stood up by a girl or a guy?" Jack explained.

"Oh, a girl…" Hiccup replied.

"Been with her long?"

"Not really. A month, maybe a bit longer?"

"You okay?" Jack's eyes were really boring into Hiccup's, trying to uncover any emotions that Hiccup was deliberately, so desperately trying to keep hidden.

"Yeah, s'just… the way she did it…" Hiccup frowned at his phone.

"You wanna tell me?" Jack said gingerly. Hiccup liked how he asked first, not wanting to overstep any boundaries. He pushed his unlocked phone across the table with the photo and caption up on screen.

Jack looked at it and raised an eyebrow. "This the girl? Damn, and she didn't text you or anything before this?"

Hiccup shook his head.

"That is cold, man. Girls can be so evil…" He paused, catching Hiccup's eye. "No offense or anything, but she's not worth it if that's how she treats you."

"Yeah I know. You're probably right." Hiccup sighed, taking back his phone and slipping it into his pocket.

"Nice comment you left there though." Jack grinned, "She'll either be mortified 'cos she forgot you'd see it or screwed 'cos her new snugglebeard is gonna ask questions…"

Hiccup smiled too. He hadn't thought about that. Of course, if Astrid's new boyfriend saw a random comment on a picture of them from a guy, he'd be sure to ask who it was, and then what would Astrid say to that? That'd be a great way to break up the chill of their 'Netflix and Chill'.

Hiccup looked back to Jack and asked him a question this time.

"Did you get stood up too?"

"Nah, I was masturdating and noticed you in a bit of a predicament."

"Mastur-what-ing?" Hiccup nearly choked on nothing as he laughed.

"Masturdating." Jack explained. "It's basically taking yourself on a date to a place you like and treating yourself to stuff you like. Sounds really sad when I say it out loud like that, but it's surprisingly fun."

"Oh right. That's actually quite a cool idea." So that's what all the cool, mysterious people on laptops were really doing…

"Are you gentlemen ready to order?"

Both the boys' heads perked up as a pretty blonde waitress in a very fancy suit smiled down at them, an electronic notepad in her hand.

"Uh, I am. Hiccup?"

God, he hadn't even had a chance to look at the menu yet, let alone make a decision. As he scrambled to pick up the ten page menu and scanned the first page, Jack spoke again, pulling the front of the paper down to look at him.

"I can order for both of us if you like? I come here all the time."

Hiccup nodded vigorously, the pressure of the waitress standing there getting the better of him. Jack grinned and placed their order, pronouncing all the weird cuisine names perfectly. Hiccup thought he recognised a few French words. Fish? And cheese? Hopefully not on the same plate though…

While they waited for their food, they talked about themselves and stuff they liked and eventually they ended up in a very philosophical conversation about the meaning of life. Hiccup had never enjoyed talking to a person this much before. He and Jack seemed to be on the same wavelength when it came to just about any topic.

The entire night flew by way too fast for Hiccup's liking and they were the only ones left in the restaurant as they finished their dessert (a sharing chocolate fudge sundae (from the kid's menu, so what?)).

Eventually though, their waitress came over and gave them the bill. Hiccup went to take it, since this evening was meant to be his treat anyway, regardless of who he'd spent it with.

"Nuh uh uh, there's no way I'm letting you pay for this when it's my fault for making you stay anyway. Plus, I ordered everything." Jack snatched the receipt away and pulled out his wallet.

"At least split it." Hiccup argued. "Seriously, the guilt will kill me if you pay for all of it. I ate most of the sundae anyway."

Jack raised an eyebrow at him before smirking and then grabbing his phone to use as a calculator. "I failed maths but here we go."

"Thanks."

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"I really enjoyed tonight. Thank you so much for everything you did." Hiccup said as he stepped out of the restaurant door, adjusting the strap on his bag.

"I enjoyed it too, and you're welcome." Jack turned to face him, a big cheesy smile spreading across his face, "In fact, d'you maybe wanna do this again sometime?"

"I'd like that a lot."

"Awesome. Here's my number." Jack handed him a slip of paper, "Text me when you're free and we'll arrange something, yeah?"

"Will do." Hiccup couldn't hold back the smile on his face this time and in a surge of happiness, he launched forward, giving Jack a quick, but tight hug, before nodding and starting to walk down the road to where he'd parked his car. He turned back only once, and saw Jack stood there, watching him, with a silly grin etched across his features.

As he got into his car and started it up, Hiccup wondered how hard it'd be to get himself another night off work next week.

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Hope you liked it. I definitely had fun writing it (trying to hide my screen on a college computer while I wrote it in my free period this morning...). Can I have your guys' input on an idea I may launch in the run up to xmas? I recently found one of those lists which gives you 31 prompts for one-shots (one for every day of the month) and they're all getting me so inspired to write. If you like the idea, pls tell me your birth date (like the number 1-31) so I can use the prompts from those days and I'll dedicate a one shot to you xx

Thanks for reading anyway and I really hope you consider my idea...