Ah, okay. This one is pretty bad and short, it's just a filler to make everything else fit a little better. Sorry if there are spelling mistakes and all that fun stuff. I sorta just wrote this because I didn't want to do my science review... which is due tomorrow... but what everrrrrr.

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~Mona

It's been a week since I've been to work or even spoken to Jack and Astrid. I just couldn't. I couldn't look them right in the face and tell them that I didn't do anything. That I hardly tried. That I let him manipulate and tell me everything was my fault again.

I hadn't left the house. Just like dad told me. I always just do what ever he says. I try to stand up but I just can't fight against him. I don't know why though. Why do I listen to him or respect him when all me does is ruin me. If anything really messed me up, it was him. He caused me to be afraid and guarded. He taught me to be just like him.

That's why I really do need to leave. If I don't I'll end up just like him. I'm sure when he was younger he had dreams too. I've seen pictures of him when if looks like he still had life in his eyes. Now the only time I ever see anything alive in his dark eyes was when he was yelling at me. The only emotion I ever see in him is anger and or disappointment.

That's what I'm going to turn into. I can already see frown lines. I'm not even twenty yet and I have frown lines. What's next, grey hairs? I'll bet you anything.
Jack had tried to text me and call me before. He probably tried after Astrid couldn't get through to me. Just like I did to Astrid I did to him.

I didn't want to see them. Especially Jack. When my dad says he's going to do something I know he will. If he wants Jack gone, I'd better be prepared to say goodbye.

"Hey Hiccup, come down here. I've got to tell you something." Jack smiled as he grabbed my hand.

"Hiccup" he said again.

I was already following, "Jack, just tell me"

"Hiccup" he repeated "Hiccup" again "HICCUP!" My eyes flew open and it took me a moment to realize that it was all just a dream. Simply wishful thinking. But it sounded so real. Like he was right there.

"God dammit Hiccup, do I have to climb up there?"

Wait...what?

I slowly turned my head to see a small stone hit the window. Pushing the covers off of me and rushed over the my window and looked down. There was Jack, standing there two floors under me with another rock in hand. He raised it and I covered my face quickly, "Jack! Throw that rock and I swear" I whisper shouted.
His head flicked up and a big smile spread across his face. Just like the one in my dream. I'm just going to pretend that dreaming about your friend is normal. But then again, I'm not normal either.

"Hi Hiccup" he greeted casually.

"Hey, Jack. Mind telling me what the shit your doing outside of my house at four in the freaking morning!"

"Ahh, sorry. I just need to ask you a big favour"

"Well... Ask me then"

"No, you have to come down first"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"I'm under house arrest"

"Oh c'mon hic" Jack begged.

"I can't even if a wanted to" and countered, "dad would hear me go down the stairs"

"Then use the window"

"Jack" I said seriously, "are you an idiot"

He just rolled his eyes "dude, your house is practically built to be climbed out of. It won't be that hard, I'll help you"

"Sure, make the one legged kid climb down his house"

"Oh" his face dropped for a moment before it brightened again, "I'll catch you if you fall"

"Dude, I weigh like double what you do, I don't think catching me would do much good"

"You're not that heavy"

"How would you know?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.

"I carried you up stairs after swimming last week..."

"What?" So it was him. I had that thought in the back of my head but it didn't really seem like the Jack thing to do. But then again, being cuddly didn't seem

very Jack like. Neither did him being gay.

I guess I really don't know him as well as I thought I did.

"Ya sorry about that. But the night guard was coming so we had to split" he explained "anyways, just climb down"

"Jack, I don't know. What if I actually fall and-"

"Do you trust me?" He interrupted

" well, I mean you stole a motorcycle, ran away from home, made me go illegal swimming..." I went on

"Hiccup! Do you trust me not to let you fall"

"I guess"

"Great, now come on down. I'll help, don't worry"

I was too tired to fight anymore so I just agreed.

"Okay, climb out and stand on that ledge" he coached

I did as he said and climbed out onto the ledge. He told me everywhere to step and when to go slow and when to hold on a little tighter.

"Okay good, now jump"

"Jack!" I yelled in a whisper, we were still trying to be very quiet, "you never said anything about jumping"

"Well duh, if I did you wouldn't have tried. Plus you said that you trusted me to not let you fall"

"But I can't jump, that's gonna kill my leg" I told him "my leg is gonna buckled and the prosthetic is going to stab me or something"

"But you've come this far already" he whined. I just sighed and prepared to land on my one good foot"

I let go and instead of landing like I thought I would, I fell back into a flailing Jack.

"Ouuuch" we both groaned.

"Well, that wasn't as successful as I thought it would be." Jack laughed.

He got up and pulled me up after.

"So what was it that you wanted to ask me?"

"What? Oh! Do you think you could do me a huge favour?"

I narrowed my eyes at him "it depends on what it is"

"Can you please come to Burgess with me?"

"So you woke me up at four in the morning to ask me if I would go visit your home town with you?"

"Yes?"

"Did it slip your mind that I'm kinda supposed to be locked in my room?"

Ya I was guessing you were, that's what I came during the night. And it would be quick. I just need to pick something up"

I glared at him for a moment. "Actually, it's the morning but okay fine, let me grab my keys"

"No need, let's just take my bike" I froze. I didn't even really want to go to burgess in my truck. He's definitely lost his mind if he thinks I'm going anywhere near his bike. "We've been over this already, I don't do motorcycles" I told him

"Please Hiccup" he begged "it's not even that far" that was a lie. Burgess was way farther than last time. "It's almost five hours"

"Some best friend you are" he grumbled.

"Best friend?" I asked. I could never really tell what we were. Sometimes I thought we were, other times I hated him. We were confusing.

"Well I think of you as one but-"

"Okay fine, but I better have a helmet"

Jack's face broke out into a smile and jumped forward to hug me "Yay!" he squealed.

"Okay okay, calm down"

We walked over to where his bike was parked in front of my house and took a deep breath before I got on behind Jack.

"Hold on" he told me, starting the motor. I let no time be wasted before I wrapped my arms around his waist and hid my face in his hoodie.

"You are so freaking lucky I'm a good best friend.

Hmm, best friend. I really like the sound of that. Finally I had officially had a best friend who wasn't a secret lesbian who I was expected to marry one day.

"Hiccup? Hiccup we're here" Jack said.

I reluctantly and slowly raised my head from where it had been hidden in Jack's neck where the hood bunched up. We had stopped six times on the way and every time when got back onto the road I fell back into the same position.

"Thank god" I let out a deep sigh "this better be really important"

"oh it is, don't worry"

Jack climbed off the bike and waited for me as I climbed off too and found my footing again. All that bumping and rumbling and fear gave me major jelly legs. I wobbled for a moment before I found my balance.

"Dude were you actually that scared?" He asked, I could hear actual concern in his tone. Never the less I still scowled at him, "I wasn't scared?" That was a lie "I just don't like motorcycles" That part was also true.

"sorry bro" He said, putting a hand on my shoulder, "I wouldn't do this to you unless it was actually important" He then moved his arm farther over my shoulders so it as draped across then started walking, pulling me along with him.

"Welcome to Burgess, the home of awesome winters and amazing ice rinks" he smiled at me, using his free arm to present the city to me "maybe we can go skating today too, ya know, make this trip worth while"

"No jack" I said a little louder than I meant to "You've already gotten me grounded, I don't need anything else, just do your thing and let's get back home"

He stopped walking and his face fell from it usual grin that always took over his face "I'm so sorry if this gets you in even ore trouble. I god, who am I kidding, of course you're going to get in even more trouble. Ahh, I am so sorry Hiccup. I didn't think this through very well" he babbled on "No wonder your dad hates me" I stopped. My dad? Oh no "what do you mean, what did he do?" I asked cautiously, I was almost afraid of the answer.

"Oh, he fired me from my job and glares at me when I see him down at town square. I see him whispering about me when I pass. It's nothing. No different from back here"

Now it was my turn to go on a rampage of apologies "I'm so sorry, my dad is stubborn. He's hard headed and short sighted. He doesn't see anything more than what he wants to see and he doesn't like anything unless it's what he wants. He's just mad because your giving me the chance to explore." I looked down at him and slung my arm over his shoulders too, "but don't worry, I'm glad that I met you"

He looked away but I could still see his signature smile back on his mouth "I'm glad too"

"Okay so this is the place" Jack said, stopping in front of a dinky little book shop.

"a book shop, you dragged me all the way here so you could go to a book shop? You couldn't do this on your own because?..." I complained

"Because I wanted to show you something here"

His hands covered my eyes and even with my protests he continued to lead me through the door.

"Jack, can you not do anything like a normal human being?"

"Oh stop, it's called a surprise you funphobic" he scoffed

He walked along behind me with his hands still over my eyes "Okay, open your eyes now" He said excitedly

"I would if you would move your hands" I reminded him

"Oh ya, sorry" He quickly pulled his hands back to revile a mural. I had to take a step back before I could really see what it was. It was a huge black dragon with all these shadows around it. "It's so awesome!"

"Thanks" Jack laughed

"what, thanks?"

"ya, I painted it, like three years ago" He explained

"I didn't know you could draw!" I couldn't believe it. It was amazing! Now I have a best friend who can draw dragons for me. "It's like we were meant to be" I laughed.

"Uh ya"

Ah, that was a weird thing to say. I laughed again to cover it up. "Anyways, this can't be the only reason you made us come all the way up here"

"No, I've gotta pick up a book too" He told me, walking over to the front desk.

"Hey Lynda" He smiled happily "Do ya have the stuff?"

"Sure do hun" Her voice sounded exactly like she looked. And she looked like Mrs. Claus. Short and stout.

She placed a thick book on the counter and Jack excitedly clapped his hands. "Ahh yay! I've been waiting way to long for this"

I looked over his shoulder to see the title rise of the guardians.

"Actually, Jack" I said, referring to his book. "Aren't those books for like, 9 year olds?" I teased.

"No!" he defended himself "It's for everyone and they're awesome, plus this one is the limited addition version"

I decided to just ignore it, I mean I have no right to make fun of him since I'm the one with dragons all over my walls.

"Jack!?" Came a small voice from some where behind us.

The moment his name was called he whipped around and stared in disbelief before starting to fun towards the voice. "Mary!"

I turned around slowly to see him pick up a little girl. I just watched as her spun her around before putting he down and kneeling beside her to wipe away the tears glistening down her face.
Jack looked like a totally different person. He wasn't being cool or suave or anything at all. He was being this little kid with this whole new smile on his face.

"Hiccup, come over here" He called

I walked over and he stood up and pulled me closer. "Mary, this is Hiccup, he's a good friend of mine. And Hiccup, this is Mary, she's my little sister." I can vaguely remember Jack telling me something about his sister while he was telling me about the day he ran away.
I waved down at her. She looked nothing like him, even when I tried to imagine Jack with the brown hair that he used to have. Mary had a round face and was a little chubby, Jack was long and thin, with a skinny face. Not to mention that he was as white as a sheet while Mary actually had some colour to her and even some freckles.

"It's nice to meet you, Jack's told me about you"

She looked up at me and cocked her head to one side, making a confused face "What happened to the other one?"