Disclaimer: I don't own httyd

AN: In this chapter, Stoick would be 18 and for the readers' perspective, he looked like Hiccup except he's buffer and had a lot more hair.

Agna, on the other hand, looked like her daughter, Heather, in this story at least. The only difference they had was that Agna had a more voluptuous figure.

Oh, one more thing, expect some lemons…

Arc: A Stormy (W)Heather Approaches

Days Until Wedding: 15 years and 1 and a half month

"What The Hel Am I Doing"

"Take this!" Stoick shouted as he smashed another viking with his hammer.

"Stoick!" Gobber ran over as he wiped his forehead with his left hand. "We did it! They're surrendering!" Gobber cheered, closely followed by the others.

Stoick breathed heavily as he looked down on his might hammer. Blood was dripping from it and it didn't bother him anymore. Years of fighting could do that to a man, especially when you were the chief. In all of history of Berk, Stoick was the youngest to become chief. At the age of 17 he was already forced with the responsibility after his father died with sickness.

"Stoick what's wrong?" Grudge asked as he approached his long-time friend

"It's nothing"

"Don't tell me ye and de wife's bin fighting again?" Grudge sighed. Just last week they'd already fought five times. "Look, Stoick, I don' know whut's happenin betwin ye two but ye hav to stop mopin around. Hav fun, will ye?" Grudge clapped his back and walked away, readying the ship for the voyage back to Berk.

Stoick contemplated what Grudge said as he and Gobber pillaged some dead vikings. He never thought about that. Ever since he became chief, he stopped having fun. He remembered the time when he was free in doing what he wanted. He never cared about anything that didn't concern him. Before the responsibility of chiefdom was shoved at him, Stoick never frowned.

"Gobber" Stoick said after a while of silence

"Aye?"

"Tell the men we're making a little detour"

"Where to?" Gobber raised one side if his unibrow

Stoick smiled smugly at him "Trader's Isle"

-Trader's Isle-

Trader's Isle.

It was a viking's paradise. It was where enemies would meet but instead of fighting would have a drink together and forgot about their dispute for the time being. It is where all the things in the world could be bought, for a price. It was also where dragons were forced to fight each other for the vikings' entertainment.

This was where Stoick and the other Hairy Hooligans stopped for some relaxation, away from responsibility.

"One more!" Gobber shouted as he gulped down another mug of mead.

"Gobber, ye-ye gotta stop… It's… It's… ughh…" Grudge tried to stop Gobber but fell asleep next to his intoxicated friend.

Stoick just laughed at his two idiotic friends. He didn't know what he'd do without them. He wanted to call the barmaid for mead when he noticed a girl looking at him. She had black hair with green eyes. She had the body of a Goddess. Because of his drunkenness, all of Stoick's common sense was sent out the window. He approached the girl with a confident smile.

"Hey there" he greeted. He positioned himself so that he was leaning down on her.

"Hey yourself" she greeted back with a seductive smile. A sober person could tell that she had too much to drink.

"You here alone?" Stoick asked as he grabbed a strand of her black hair and twirled it around his pointer finger "because if you're not then I'll just walk away. Trying to stay out of trouble, you know"

The girl giggled and didn't stop him from playing with her hair "Nope. I'm here with my sisters" she hinted.

Stoick got the hint and smiled crookedly "Stoick… The name's Stoick" he offered his hand, the one that was not playing with her hair

The girl took his hand and shook it "You can call me Agna"

"That's a pretty name for a pretty girl like you" he complimented

Agna giggled again and noticed that their hands were still intertwined. "Compliments can only get you so far"

"Oh" Stoick whispered as he got closer and was now inches from her face "Was that a challenge?"

"Maybe" she smiled seductively.

Stoick closed the gap and they started kissing.

-Few minutes later-

Stoick pushed Agna to the bed as he removed his sweaty tunic. As he removed his tunic, Agna was busy removing hers. After he was done, Stoick positioned himself above the girl. They continued kissing and the heat was on when Agna successfully removed her tunic.

Stoick didn't what got into him but he inserted his hand inside her pants and underwear. Agna gasped and Stoick used that opportunity to insert his tongue in her mouth. She moaned as they clashed their tongues together while Stoick was rubbing on her inner thigh.

Stoick could feel something throbbing inside his pants. Agna could feel it too because her hand ventured towards it and started rubbing on his pants. Stoick tensed as her soft, capable hand cupped his head and squeezing it.

Stoick couldn't take it anymore and he removed his hand from her inner thigh and started removing her pants. He looked at her to see her reaction and to his relief she wanted it too. She began to rub harder as Stoick finally removed her underwear. Stoick stood up and removed his pants along with his underpants.

Agna gasped at the sight. It was so… "I guess I should start calling you Stoick the Vast" she joked and he laughed.

"Ready?" he kissed her and positioned his member between her legs.

Agna nodded and had to brace herself for what was to come. "AAAAGGHH!" she screamed as Stoick forced himself into her. He pulled back and pushed again in a rhythmic motion. Agnes wrapped her legs around Stoick and started scratching his back. The pain was unbearable but the pleasure was far greater.

Stoick grabbed her breast and started squeezing it forcing another gasp from her. He could feel that he was reaching his limit.

"I-I don't think I… could hold it in much… more" Stoick gasped as his thrusts were getting faster and faster.

"Me-me too…" Agna closed her eyes and clenched her teeth as she was also approaching her limit.

Agna opened her eyes and released a high pitched scream as she climaxed. Stoick grunted as he released his load inside her. After one final heave, Stoick collapsed on top of her and blacked out.

-Morning-

Stoick groaned as he woke up from the worst hangover he ever felt in his whole life. He immediately noticed that he was naked. He couldn't remember what happened last night. Last thing he remembered was Gobber making up stories about his life. It took Stoick a while to realize that his arms were wrapped around something, something soft.

Then his worst nightmares came true as a groan was heard right next to him, specifically to the one his arms were wrapped around.

"Oh gods… what happened last night?" Agna groaned as she turned around and came face to face with a shocked Stoick.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" both of them shouted at the same time.

AN: Sorry if I had to cut it there but I'm dead beat tired. It's never easy to write a chapter at 1 am, I supposed… Enjoy and review!