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Astrid sighed. If she didn't know what was good for her, she would have left Hiccup there and headed home. It was extremely tempting. Unfortunately, Stoick would be very upset if he found his son laying unconscious on the ground next to a tree with her axe in it. If anyone in Berk upset Stoick, it would be the most foolish and last thing they ever did.
Astrid picked up her axe and Hiccup (who was light enough to be carried in one hand) and set off in the direction of his house. There was no way her mother would let her live it down if she brought Hiccup back to the house, especially after that rant she had just given. Why Hiccup, of all people? Astrid knew that she would never be able to pick who she wanted to marry, but she never thought it would have been Hiccup! How ironic that he had been at Raven Point as well.
Judging from his reaction, he had no idea that they were supposed to be married. His reaction made Astrid curious. He flirted with her all the time. It was clear that he liked her. This reaction was not typical of even Hiccup! What Astrid expected him to do was gawk and awkwardly scurry home.
Maybe he thought it was my idea, Astrid reasoned, I didn't exactly make it clear that it was our parents' decision…but even Hiccup isn't that stupid.
Hiccup awoke to the feel of cool water on his face. As his surroundings came into focus, he saw that he was in his house. Above him, wetting a cloth and placing it upon his face was Astrid. He immediately sat bolt-upright. "I'm in my house-you're in my house! Does my dad know you're here?" (Author's Note: For some reason, the first time I saw the movie, I thought that was the cleverest line in the entire world. I just had to include it!)
"Of course he does," She sighed.
Hiccup couldn't think of anything to say so he sat in an awkward silence. Suddenly, he blurted out, "It's not true is it?"
"Why are you so concerned?" Astrid asked, "It's you who likes me."
Hiccup reddened. "B-but that's beside the point! I'm not ready for this! I blunder every time I try to talk to you!" His heart raced. This was so embarrassing! She didn't need to know all this. "What if my dad knows?" He fretted.
Astrid groaned, "He probably has no idea. He never pays attention to you anyway. He probably just wants to get rid of you. I'm not going to enjoy it: I have no regrets in saying that I don't like you at all, Hiccup. You're so weird! I tried telling my mom that, but she wouldn't listen. She wanted me to marry the son of a chief."
Hiccup's world came crashing down. He always had the faint idea that Astrid didn't like him as much as he liked her. He didn't want to let his heart believe that though. He was sure that his dad had arranged the marriage, but never did he expect Astrid to come out and say it to his face with no regrets. His heart stung. To try to ease the pain, he attempted to continue with the conversation. Looking like a fool in front of your future wife would be quite an embarrassment.
"What are we supposed to do when we get married?" He worried aloud, "Have kids?"
Astrid looked as though she was about to be sick. "Oh no! You're right! You'll be the chief! They'll want you to have kids! Gross!"
Hiccup was so antsy! He felt the need to pace about his room. He jumped up and knocked the bowl of water out of Astrid's hands. It spilled all over the floor. He was too busy pacing to notice and he slipped in it. Right before he hit the floor, Astrid caught him. Right as she caught him, Stoick walked in.