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Currently updating to two fanfics-one taking place on Christmas, the other a few days before it. It's only October. I don't know man. I hope this chapter is okay.

Chapter: Christmas with the Haddocks

Fishing was not as exciting as Jack thought. They rode in a boat at least two miles from the island, making a circle around Berk. A net had been attached to the back of the boat, and dragged along down six feet, under the water.

Snotlout was at the wheel, looking smug.

Jack watched Berk's dock go by for the third time. It was then he uttered a sentence he would regret for the rest of his stay. "So...How fast does this boat go, anyway?"

Snotlout grinned. "You wanna see?"

Hiccup, who had been sketching the island in a corner, looked up. "Wait, what?"

Snotlout pulled down a lever and the engine roared. Waves sprayed onto the boat, soaking them with ice cold water. Jack tried to hold onto the rail, his grip slipped repeatedly.

Snotlout laughed and brought the boat to a stop. "That fast. Satisfied?"

Jack shivered. "Jesus, what the-" He turned. Hiccup was gone.

"HICCUP! "

He looked at the water. "No..."

Snotlout looked back as Jack jumped off the boat. "Heimdall's eye..." Snotlout began sweating bullets. If something happened to his cousin, his family would never forgive him. It was bad enough that he was missing a leg now. Hiccup was definitely not the most durable of the Haddocks.

Jack plunged into the icy waters. Just below the surface, he saw something large caught in the fishing net: Hiccup. Hiccup's prosthetic foot had been caught in the net, and he was frantically trying to free himself. Jack grabbed from behind and pulled as hard as he could, but Hiccup's foot wouldn't budge. Hiccup shoved him then, and pointed upward.

Jack shook his head. He wasn't leaving Hiccup, not ever.

Hiccup rolled his eyes, pointed to the net, and pointed to the surface. He was running out of air, and this wasn't the best time to be arguing with his boyfriend. Jack swam up and began undoing the net. If he couldn't get Hiccup out of the net, he could at least detach the net from the boat.

While Jack worked on the net, Hiccup tried to work on another way out. The lack of air was getting to him. Finally he detached his prosthetic. The ice cold water hurt in ways he couldn't believe, but he had to keep moving. Jack returned below just in time to help Hiccup reach the surface.

He pushed Hiccup into Snotlout's arms first before dragging himself out of the water and back onto the boat. The cold air stung Hiccup's race. This wasn't the first time he had fallen into Berk's icy waters. He looked over at Jack, who still looked horrified.

Jack felt as if icicles were forming in his chest. His teeth chattered as he rubbed circles into Hiccup's stump. Harsh weather conditions were bad for his leg. Hiccup appreciated the gesture, but he was more worried about Jack. He cupped Jack's face in his hands. "Hey." Jack's skin was tinged a light blue, as if he had been in the water for much longer. He needed to get Jack back on land. The boat wasn't moving.

"Back to land!" Hiccup snapped at his cousin. There would be plenty of time to be scared and sorry later. Snotlout had steering to do.

"What in blazes were you thinking!?"

Spitelout shouted. They were back at the Haddock house. Jack and Hiccup were swathed in blankets. Hiccup had punched Jack a few times to keep him awake. His mangled prosthetic had been pulled from the ship's net, and sat on the table before them. Hiccup wouldn't be using it anytime soon.

Snotlout hadn't said a word since they returned to land.

Finally, through chattering teeth, Jack spoke. "I-It's m-my f-fault."

"What!?" Spitelout shouted. He looked from his son to Jack. "Were you the one behind the wheel?"

Jack looked at Snotlout, who looked as if his world had come to an end.

"Yes."

Hiccup stared at him, wide eyed. He looked at his cousin, who looked away.

"Fishing is not a game, Overland." Spitelout said, staring down at him.

"Heccup could have died today."

Jack's eyes lowered to the floor. "I'm sorry."

Stoick entered the house then with Valka. Frieda had fainted at the sight of them. Spitelout ushered them into the next room to talk.

"Why did you say that? " Hiccup asked.

Jack looked up from the floor. "What?"

"It wasn't you behind the wheel, Jack."

"No..." Jack looked at Hiccup. "But I told him to go faster."

Hiccup crossed his arms. "The way I remember it, you asked if it could go faster." He looked at Snotlout. "It was a question not a command. You know better, Snotlout."

"Mind explain why yer son tried to drown my boys ?" Valka asked Spitelout.

"Well, that would explain why he's the only dry one between them." Spitelout stroked his stubble-covered chin. "But why did the Overland boy say it was him?"

"To keep Snotlout out of trouble of course." Valka snorted. "The same way you and Stoick used to lie for each other. Or do you not remember?"

Stoick stroked his beard. "This is turning out to be s fine Christmas."

"Oh hush." Valka shook her head. "We'll give Snotlout one more chance to tell the truth."

"In the meantime, something has to be done about Heccup's leg." Stoick rubbed his temples. "Maybe Gobber can make him something."

Snotlout looked completely dejected, but he still couldn't make the motion to move fro his seat.

Hiccup could recall taking the fall for his cousin's actions several times as a child. He supposed that was why he was so irritated now. Well, maybe that and his leg. It was Christmas after all, and he would be hopping around all day.

Valka returned to the room with three steaming mugs. "Hot brandy. Warms you right up."

"Are you sure there isn't anything you would like to share, Snotlout?"

"I…" He could feel Hiccup's eyes burning a hole in the side of his head. "I was the one at the wheel. I'm sorry."

"I know." Valka said as Stoick and Snotlout entered.

"Don't worry, I'll figure out what to do with ye." Spitelout said.

Hiccup sipped his brandy, the drink warming his insides. He looked at Jack, who was staring at the cup. "It's not as weird as you think." He said. "Brandy is used for just about everything here. Teething, chills, in place of smelling salts…"

Jack took the drink, somewhat surprised. Of course this was Viking country. He didn't know what he was expecting, tea and cookies?

"You two should rest awhile."

At Valka's insistence, the two were put to bed. As a compromise they stayed in Hiccup's room. Toothless had made himself comfortable between them. They laid that way for at least an hour, before Jack wanted to shove the quilt away. Jack wondered about his life up until this point. There were good times and bad times, joy and sorrow. And yet Jack felt as if there was something he was doing wrong. This wasn't the Christmas he wanted for Hiccup. His phone vibrated. He slid out of bed and stood by the curtain.

'If there's something I'm doing wrong…' He thought, looking at the ceiling. 'Can you just tell me what it is?'

He looked at the caller ID. It was North.

"Jack! How is Christmas going in Berk?"

"Oh…" Jack stepped beyond the curtain. "It could be going better, I'll tell you that. But uh, how're you doing?"

"Fantastic! Burgess is beautiful! I have already opened my presents!"

Jack laughed at that. No matter how old North was, he was still excited at Christmastime.

"That's great. I can't wait to unwrap my presents when I get back."

"I must go Jack. Bell is ringing. I will talk to you soon."

"Oh-okay…Talk to you later."

With a tap of his phone their connection was severed. Jack returned to Hiccup's room. As he entered, Toothless took his exit. "Where are you going, furball? You're supposed to be making sure Hiccup is okay."

Toothless descended the stairs slowly. Hoping down one after the other.

Jack returned to the room. Hiccup was awake, his eyes focused on the ceiling.

"Jack."

"Hey." Jack took a seat on the edge of the bed. "How are you doing?"

Irritated, Hiccup flipped over onto his stomach, and pulled the quilt over his head.

"Hey…" Jack repeated. He slipped back into bed, joining Hiccup under the quilt.

Hiccup turned to him. "Hey yourself. Don't give me that face."

Jack kept his distance. "I'm only worried about you, Hiccup. I'm not making a face."

"I've fallen into those waters before, you know." He scooted a little closer. "That wasn't even the first time I got caught in a net like that." His face reddened slightly. "Albeit not at the same time…"

Jack sighed, reaching out to touch Hiccup's face. "When you fell in, I thought I was going to have a heart attack." He played with Hiccup's hair. "I'm sorry."

Hiccup shifted and moved Jack's hand from his face. "There's nothing to be sorry about. I'm fine."

"You're missing a foot, Hic." Jack's tone was light, but Hiccup could tell he wasn't joking. "I wouldn't call that fine."

"I've been missing a foot for awhile now." Hiccup replied. "And I'm doing just fine without it."

Jack frowned. "Hiccup…"

'Good grief.' Jack could be so infuriating sometimes. Hiccup pulled him closer, capturing his lips in a kiss. It was sloppy, but he hadn't gotten a lot of practice lately. That annoyed him. Jack was a great kisser, and had gotten a good amount of practice in thanks to a portion of Burgess High's female population. He pulled away and looked at Jack, who stared back in confusion.

"What?" Jack blinked. "You can't kiss someone like that and just stop."

Hiccup crossed his arms. 'Yeah, you would know.' He turned onto his side, away from Jack.

"Hiccup?"

Hiccup turned back. "It's nothing."

"Are you mad at me?" Jack asked.

Hiccup shook his head. "No…Yes…Kind of?"

Hurt flashed in Jack's eyes, and Hiccup felt like his stomach was in knots. "It's not like its your fault. I'm just a little…"He didn't want to admit it, but he didn't want to give Jack the wrong idea.

"Jealous…"

Jack blinked. "Jealous? Of what? Who?"

Hiccup shook his head. " I don't know...It's just you had a couple of relationships before this Jack. I…I don't even know what I'm doing."

"You can't be serious. Hic, this is the only serious relationship I've been in, period. I dated all those girls because they wanted to go out with me. There was no meaning to any of that."

"Not even Mavis?" Hiccup recalled the Valentine's day dance. He was sure Jack wasn't over her then. He wasn't sure Jack was over her now.

"Mavis is like…" Jack turned onto his back. "She was my first girlfriend. I wanted to be with her." He looked back at Hiccup. "I thought we would always be together but looking back, I realize it was silly. We liked each other, but we didn't love each other. I'm not going to say she isn't special to me. She important to me the way Rapunzel and Merida are."

After a stifling period of silence Hiccup finally said, "I guess that's…fine."

"Just fine?" Jack inquired.

"As fine as possible." Hiccup said. " Look, it's Christmas. To be honest, I don't want to spend it talking about this."

"Yeah." Jack smiled. "There are more interesting things we could talk about."

"Like what?"

"Astrid."

Hiccup began to turn over. "Or you could talk and I could sleep. Forever."

Jack laughed and pulled Hiccup back to face him. "Or we could finish what we started this morning."

Hiccup blushed. "W-Well, there's that…"

Hiccup closed his eyes as Jack began his assault. There was something embarrassing about the way Jack kissed him. Hiccup thought his own embarrassment was ridiculous, considering there was no one around, but it didn't stop the creeping blush that seemed to take over his skin, or his quickening heartbeat.

Jack of course, thought the whole thing was adorable. He started with Hiccup's lips and moved on to neck, sucking and gnawing at several spots. Hiccup though it was a little possessive, but he wouldn't have it any other way. Jack's hands roamed across his body. He shivered at Jack's touch. It wasn't fair. He felt hot…too hot. A moan escaped Hiccup's lips, edging Jack on to continue with his activities.

He pushed up Hiccup's shirt, causing Hiccup to open his eyes. He looked less than comfortable, causing Jack to stop. "What's the matter?"

"…."

"Listen. If you want me to stop, I'll stop."

Hiccup shook his head. "It's not that…"

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Really?" He ran a hand through his hair. "Let me know if you feel like I'm rushing this. I don't want to do this unless you want me to."

Hiccup blushed.

Jack crossed his arms. "That isn't fair Hiccup. You can't make yourself extra adorable when we're having a serious conversation."

Hiccup rolled his eyes. "I'm sorry for being adorable then." He looked off to the side. "I guess I'm not as comfortable as I though I was. But then, I don't think we'll be alone like this for a long time. We probably shouldn't waste it." He smiled, sending a delicious shiver down Jack's spine.

Jack swallowed hard. "Well, if you say so."

They got up a little later, right before the mid-day meal. Hiccup let Jack help him down the stairs, feeling a lot closer to him than before. The short trek to his Uncle's home felt a little longer with one foot. Jack stopped and looked out at the town. "Hic, what's with that heap of stuff under the giant tree."

"I told you, we're going to set it on fire. It's the only logical thing to do with a giant heap of wood and metal."

"That is so metal."

Hiccup laughed. They headed into the house. As predicted there were plenty of foods Jack couldn't pronounce, and lots of friendly faces. Jack could see why the people of Berk were so bulky. If he stayed here, he'd have to put on some weight and muscle just to get around. He was supposed Hiccup managed to stay so small.

Gobber was present, and Hiccup was more than happy to start talking about his next prosthetic. Gobber was missing both a hand and a leg, so he was probably the best person to talk to when it came to limb replacement. They chatted about lightweight metals and plastics while more food was dished out.

With the eating came dancing and chatting. Eventually, the meal ended and they wobbled outside for fresh air. The sun was already setting. As it disappeared, people gathered in the square with watches and lighter fluid. The previous year's possessions were burned in a glorious fire, as the villagers paid homage to their Gods.

Jack thought it was beautiful. There was something mystical about the gesture of removing the old to make room for the new. Perhaps he should have burned a few things from his past as well. Maybe he would do so when they got back to Burgess. Maybe. With the dark came another meal, and Jack honestly was beginning to wonder where these people found the room for all this food. Presents were passed around this time, as Jack remembered it was actually still Christmas.

A drunken Frieda was chatting with her nephew by the fire.

Hiccup entertained his aunt to the best of his ability, as he did not see her often.

"So I hear y' ave the babymaker quilt in ye room, Heccup."

Hiccup's eye twitched. "Baby…maker…quilt?"

"Oh aye. Quite a bit of conceiving happened on that thing." She looked over at Jack, who sat by the tree. "Though I suppose y' can enjoy it without worryin' about any babiesss."

Hiccup thought he was going to be sick. There were sine traditions he could live without.

Jack wasn't sure why, but Hiccup wasn't quiet for the rest of the night. When they returned home, Hiccup stuffed his quilt in the closet and wouldn't reply as to why he did it.

Jack supposed Hiccup should be allowed his little quirks.

Jack woke up early the next morning. He found Hiccup outside, staring at the town. A large amount of snow had fallen the previous night. The sun was rising slowly.

The wind had kicked up, bringing snow back up into the air. The tiny flakes twinkled like diamonds in the bright light: Diamond Dust. Jack had heard of the phenomenon before, but never witnessed it with his own eyes. Standing outside here wit Hiccup, Jack decided that he didn't want this trip to Berk to be his last.

THE END…

You better not ask me what that question. You know what question I'm talking about. Nah, I'm kidding. I'll see you guys in the next fanfic, most likely titled: Senior year with Hiccup Haddock