Title: Thoughts (because I am creative)

Word count: 547

Fandom: HTTYD Books

Summary: In the Barbaric Archipelago, few things were more dangerous than falling in love.

Notes: Yes, I ship Fishicazi. That's not really all that weird. :P Set sometime between How to Speak Dragonese and How to Break a Dragon's Heart. Before things started to get serious, really.

I had this up as a onehshot a while back, but I took it down because it wasn't that great. It's back up now because it's decent as a drabble, just bad as a oneshot.

Big-Boobied Bertha was usually very proud of her daughter Camicazi. She was an excellent swordfighter, axe-fighter, and excelled in Advanced Rudery, and, indeed every one of her classes. On the many occasions that she had been kidnapped by other Tribes, she rarely needed help to escape, and while she often plunged into wildly dangerous situations, she always seemed to turn out fine.

But one thing that Bertha did not approve of was Camicazi's friendship with those two Hooligan weirdos, Stoick the Vast's heir, Hiccup, and Fisheggs, the strange little boy with the face like a fish.

At home, most everything Camicazi talked about was "Hiccup this" and "Hiccup that". Although she would never admit it, Bertha's daughter obviously admired and looked up to Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III. Bertha was suspicious of this behavior at first—as both the Hiccup boy and Camicazi were going to be the rulers of their Tribes sometime in the future, it wouldn't do to for them to fall in love—but she eventually relaxed as she finally saw her daughter around Hiccup. While Stoick's son and Bertha's daughter were clearly friends, there was no chemistry between them that she could see.

When Bertha asked Camicazi about her other Hooligan friend, Fisheggs, one day, her tiny blonde daughter frowned and thought for a moment.

"Oh, Fishlegs is fine," she said at last. "He's not really that good at anything, not like me, but then again, he's only a boy... But he's a fine bard."

Bertha was not a very intelligent woman, however, and she didn't notice how quiet and thoughtful her daughter became when she spoke of the weirdo Fisheggs. She shrugged it off and thought nothing of it.

Fishlegs didn't altogether understand Camicazi. She was very often wild and crazy, and she had no sense of self-preservation at all, but there was something about her that made her seem so much more of a person than any other Viking he had met. Even Hiccup.

He often disagreed with her, and argued with her about nearly everything. But still, Hiccup always managed to get them out of the terrible situation they were in, so it ended up being okay.

And to be honest, he really rather liked arguing with Camicazi. She got so riled up and excited when that happened, and that in itself was a great thing to behold.

Hiccup was very fond of his two best friends. Camicazi was a natural-born Hero, and great to have in a fight. Fishlegs always somehow made him feel better when they were in bad situation, and he had his Berserk tendencies, too.

Hiccup was a very shrewd boy, and while he didn't really understand or appreciate stories about Love, he realized that something strange was going on between Camicazi and Fishlegs. He didn't think that either of them realized it, so maybe his brain was making things up. But he could have sworn that Camicazi got quiet and thoughtful when she spoke about Fishlegs, and that Fishlegs always hid a smile when the two started arguing.

It didn't really mean anything, he decided. And if they wanted to fall in love, well, that was their situation, not his.

Even if falling in Love was a very serious deal in the Dark Ages.

Especially so.