A/N: Wow, forth chapter already. Reviews really help me get going though! I will definitely keep writing if people tell me it's worth it :) Thanks for everyone reading and a special thanks to the three of you who reviewed my story telling me to continue on!

Hiccup wanted to cry from relief as he crossed over the bridge and into town. It was late, and he had no idea how much time had passed. Was it the same night or the night after? He ran towards the Hofferson's house since it was closer. His father would be there if it was the same night. He stumbled towards the house and didn't notice someone walk passed and he bumped into them.

"Sorry!" Hiccup said, looking over at the person he had run into.

"Hiccup!"

"Astrid?"

"Oh thank Thor you're alright!" Astrid said, wrapping her arms around Hiccup.

Hiccup looked at her confused. "You're happy I'm okay?"

"Of course! I've been looking for you! I thought it was what I said that made you run away," Astrid said, looking at the ground sadly. "I didn't mean to drive you away."

"No, it wasn't you!" Hiccup assured, putting his hands on her shoulder.

"Oh," Astrid said, looking relieved. "I wouldn't have been able to handle knowing I was the one who made you run away. Where did you go anyway?"

"It's a long story," Hiccup sighed. "Do you know where my father is?"

Astrid frowned. "Well, after you didn't show up the next day, he headed home."

"He headed home? Just like that, after one day?"

"You went into the forest, Hiccup. Not many people make it back out of there. We thought you got mauled by a bear or something," Astrid said with a shrug. "He said something about making your cousin the heir to the town."

"Snotlout? Of course," Hiccup sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Look, I admit that I wasn't that excited for our wedding when I first saw you," Astrid said. "But after thinking about it, I could have a worst suitor. Maybe we could give this wedding a chance."

Hiccup smiled. "That was almost sweet."

"Shut up, I'm trying," Astrid said, punching Hiccup in the arm.

"Ow! It can't always be like this," Hiccup laughed.

"Get used to it," Astrid smiled, grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him into a kiss.

Hiccup almost forgot about the situation. Almost. That was until out of the corner of his eye he saw Jack walking up. Hiccup quickly pulled away. "Oh no."

"What?" Astrid asked, looking back at what Hiccup was staring at. She gasped. "What the..."

Jack 's glare towards Astrid told Hiccup that he had seen the kiss. Jack stepped in between the two of them. "And what is going on here?" Jack asked, crossing his arms.

"Um, Hiccup, who is this?" Astrid asked. "It's not Halloween yet, buddy."

"I am his fiancé," Jack said sternly, showing the ring on his finger.

Astrid looked at him in shock. "What?"

"Astrid, let me explain," Hiccup said in a panic.

"What is there to explain? You gave me this ring," Jack said, grabbing Hiccup's arm. "I think it's about time we get back."

"Wait! Astrid, you don't understand," Hiccup said as the wind started to pick up.

"You cheated on me? With a guy? What the hell?" Astrid said.

"That isn't how it happened, please just listen real quick-"

"I can't believe it. With a guy?" Astrid continued almost to herself, not paying attention to what Hiccup was trying to say.

"We are leaving," Jack said, wrapping his arms around Hiccup's torso.

"No! Let me go, I need to explain!" Hiccup yelled trying to break from Jack's grasp. Jack held on tight as the whirl of snow covered them and then dissipated, showing that they were once again in the Land of the Dead. Hiccup fell to his knees. Just as Astrid seemed to care about him, Hiccup was once again ripped from his world and sent back to this one.

Hiccup looked up, expecting to see Jack mad. Instead, it seemed like tears brimmed his blue eyes. Hiccup looked at him shocked, not expecting that emotion.

"I thought you started to like it here..." Jack said.

Hiccup slowly stood up. "Look, I'm sorry, but this can't work. Don't you see the problem? I'm not dead, I shouldn't be here."

"But I care for you more than everyone up there combined!" Jack yelled. "Don't you see that?" he added, slamming his hands on the wall on either side of Hiccup making him flinch a little. "Even more than that Astrid girl! She didn't see you right away! She doesn't know you like I do!" Jack rested his forehead against Hiccup's. "She'll easily throw you away. Not like me."

"How would you know?" Hiccup said in a small voice. Jack's face was really close and Hiccup couldn't stop his face from heating up.

"I just do," Jack sighed. "People are all the same. You'll definitely hate it up there."

"And I'll like it down here?" Hiccup asked, ducking under Jack's arm to get away.

"Just because I'm dead doesn't mean you shouldn't give me a chance," Jack said.

"But that's the thing! It's not just because you are dead!" Hiccup yelled. "We met a day ago, and it wasn't the greatest of meetings! Not to mention you're a guy! Even if you were alive I would never marry you!"

Jack took a step back with a look of hurt covering his face. Hiccup paused, realizing how terrible that sounded.

"Wait... I didn't mean..." Hiccup started, trying to find words to take back what he had said.

"You're probably tired. You should go to sleep," Jack said in a monotone voice, quickly leaving the room afterwards.

Hiccup sighed and stared at the door. After spending the past few hours being the one to run away, Hiccup decided to follow after Jack to apologize. There was a million different ways Hiccup could have said that without sounding as mean as he did. He walked down the streets, looking at the dead people who walked by. It was hard to imagine them being alive at some point. One day Hiccup would be down here along with them. Well, he guessed he already was. How would growing old work in the Land of the Dead? Would he die down here? It was weird to think about it.

Slow, sad notes from a piano brought Hiccup out of his thoughts. So they had instruments down here? He absentmindedly followed the sound to a small alley with a random piano and paused when he saw Jack sitting at the piano playing. It was how Hiccup always wanted to play. It sounded like Jack wasn't even trying and Hiccup could pick up the emotion Jack was feeling at the moment. Hiccup sighed, knowing he was the reason the boy was gloomy.

Hiccup didn't talk as he walked over to the piano. Even with the sad notes playing, Hiccup didn't want to ruin the beautiful sound. When Hiccup walked into Jack's view, he quickly stopped playing and looked downwards.

"Please don't stop," Hiccup said, sitting on the ground by the piano and rested his back against the wall, already short of breath. "It's beautiful."

"Why did you follow me?" Jack asked, still not looking towards the other boy.

"I wanted to apologize. I shouldn't have said that," Hiccup admitted.

"But you meant it," Jack sighed.

"Well, who would really know?" Hiccup shrugged. "Under different circumstances maybe something could have happened."

Jack beamed. "Really? You really mean that?"

"I said maybe, and I also said different circumstances, so don't get so excited," Hiccup quickly said.

"But there's a chance," Jack smiled.

"A tiny chance. Minuscule. So small you can't see it with a microscope!" Hiccup continued with his hands flying around for effect, feeling his face heat up with just thinking about it.

Jack smiled at the fact he could at least make the small boy blush. That showed him he had a chance under these circumstances, right?

"Anyway, just continue playing. I love the piano," Hiccup said.

"Do you play?" Jack asked.

"Kind of. I'm not very good at it," Hiccup admitted with a shrug.

"I want to hear."

Hiccup quickly shook his head. "No, compared to you I'm a failure at it. I would much rather listen to the music you play."

"I will only continue if you show me how you play," Jack said with his crooked smile.

Hiccup sighed and stood up. He sat down on the piano bench next to Jack. It wasn't as frightening being by the boy anymore. Jack seemed just like a normal boy besides for the obvious fact that he was dead. Hiccup started playing a song he memorized. He hit all the notes, but there wasn't anything musical about it.

"You're not a complete failure at it," Jack said.

"Gee, thanks."

"No, really, you're pretty good. You just need to get lost in the music more. You think too much about it. Lean into the notes when the song should be louder and back off when it should be softer."

"That sounds easier than it is," Hiccup laughed.

Jack smiled. "Yeah, but with practice you'll be just as good as me."

"Well, now you heard me play so continue," Hiccup said, sitting back down on the ground. Jack smiled, feeling happy and it showed through his music.

Hiccup was by him willingly. He followed Jack when he ran off. Sure, they weren't the best of friends by a long shot, but it was getting better.

Jack couldn't help but feel like he had a chance.