The Replacement

I didn't think Hiccup and Merida understood what the word "secret" meant. Sure, they went and did what they promised me they'd do and kept quiet about it, but their silence in that case wouldn't matter. After all, the eating with me at lunch everyday kind of blew their cover. However, nothing I said made them stop. It annoyed me more than anyone could imagine.

Merida plopped down on the seat next to me as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Well, I suppose that by now it would be. It wasn't long before Hiccup joined me as well, taking a seat in front of me. I looked at both of them, and then looked back down at my food.

"What, no daily protest?" Hiccup asked mockingly.

"Aye, I was sure we'd hear another one o' your long rants on 'ow we couldn't be seen by the paparazzi," Merida joked along.

I sighed through my nose.

"Normally, yes. But today, it's convenient enough," I replied with a shrug.

This caught Merida and Hiccup's attention.

"Is that so?" Hiccup leaned forward.

"Yes. I have another Replacement date with Jack. He's been very cryptic about it; I don't even know where we're going."

Merida tried gave a shriek of glee, but Hiccup covered her mouth.

"Let's not catch the attention of the entire school," Hiccup hissed.

Three days too late, I thought to myself.

"Anyways, I've got an idea," I added, "You and Merida can double date with me."

"We're nevva gonna poll eet off," Merida said, "No offence, 'iccup."

Hiccup shrugged, "I was going to say the same thing."

I decided they didn't know where I was going with this.

"No. Everyone already knows you guys are acquainted with me. It would get us out of suspicion if Merida was you're Replacement, Hiccup." I explained.

Hiccup nodded, slowly getting.

"Yeah! Since you've already been my Replacement, it'll be an easy excuse."

Merida nodded.

"Okay."

I let put a breath of relief. This was going to work out after all.

"Oh, and Hiccup, you may want to bring your father's bulletproof vests," I said jokingly.

Merida's eyes widened.

"A joke!"

-',-

I hummed as I brush my hair into a bun. Mid-hair band, I paused. I felt like something different tonight. Something that said 'I'm one step ahead of you'.

I let my hair fall from its twisted position, letting it rest lightly on my back until I parted it into three sections. When I twisted it into its final hairstyle I looked at myself feeling refreshed.

Of course, I was wearing my gloves. Jack had told me to wear formal wear, so I chose to do the opposite and wear a light blue turtleneck and jeans with black boots. It sounded plausible for Jack, if he was indeed trying to set me up, to have me feel like a fish out of water. Plus, if I was wrong, it wasn't the most casual outfit I could have chosen.

"Are ya done looking at yourself?" Merida asked from my bed.

I jumped. I'd forgotten she was there. Earlier, we'd all decided to be at the door and go together to wherever we were going.

"Um, yeah," I looked at the clock on my phone, "Where did Hiccup go? Jack should be here any minute."

Merida gestured to Anna's room across the hall.

"You're sis 'ook 'im to 'tidy 'im up'." Merida air quoted with her fingers.

I chucked. Ah, Anna. She was one of the reasons I was hesitant to let Merida and Hiccup over, in case she decided to blow out our eardrums in delight for my friend making.

"Hiccup!" I called. I heard Anna mumble a few things before shoving Hiccup out.

He didn't really look much different. I could tell Anna tried gelling his hair (where the gel came from, I'll never know. Probably her hair spray), but Hiccup mussed up his hair anyways, which was good for him.

Hiccup waved to me.

"Be ready. Jack will — "

I was cut off by a knock at the door.

A/N: This was short. Super, super, super short. I'm sorry. I just needed to get this little blurb out.

Also, last, last chapter I got a question from a guest that I forgot to answer.

So, to answer Guest and probably a few unasked questions of yours: This is Jelsa. So, I will, indeed, have Jack and Elsa fall for each other.

Please continue your support!

Love,

Sam

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