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Kissy Kissy

It was three days later when the teens laid eyes on Snotlout. The boy stumbled into the crowded Great Hall at lunchtime, his face glistening with sweat. Astrid grinned when he collapsed onto the bench beside her. "Did you stand up to your father?"

Snotlout glowered at her. "The man caught me at the bottom of the hall steps. He lugged me home, gave me the worst thrashing I've ever had, and put me to work for three days straight. I ended up building the stables by myself. I also redid our entire roof. No one in their right mind would stand up to my father after that."

"A smart man wouldn't have stood up to your father in the first place." Hiccup pointed out.

His cousin glared at him. "I'm no chicken. I don't back down from dares."

"So I've noticed," Hiccup muttered and popped a small piece of potato into his mouth.

"Speaking of dares." Snotlout swivelled around and jabbed a finger at the blonde beside him. "Payback shall be sweet!"

Astrid tilted her head determinedly. "Bring it on."

"Oh, I will! Just let me think!"

"Don't strain yourself." Hiccup mumbled under his breath.

Snotlout stole a piece of chicken from Fishlegs' plate and munched on it as he thought. "Hmm...I have so many options. I could dare you to streak through the village..."

Astrid paled ever so slightly and Hiccup ducked his head so that no one would see his blush.

"But I want to save the good dares for later." Snotlout added, giving the girl a momentary sense of relief.

"Wait, what do you mean later?" Fishlegs asked anxiously.

Snotlout grinned deviously. "Oh, Astrid started something great, my man. We are going to partake in a dare war in which Berk has never seen!"

"I didn't agree to this!" Hiccup said quickly. "No one did."

"I am so in!" Ruffnut exclaimed.

Tuffnut punched his sister in the shoulder. "I can't wait to give you some gruesome dares."

Astrid crossed her arms and grinned. "You guys are going down."

Fishlegs shook his head frantically. "I really don't want to do this."

"What's the matter?" Snotlout taunted. "Are you afraid?"

"Yes!" Fishlegs exclaimed. "You just said a few seconds ago you would save a streaking dare for Astrid for later on. I don't think I can handle your dares."

"It'll be fun!" Astrid persuaded. "You'll get a chance to make a fool out of this dork." She jerked her head at Snotlout, who scowled at her.

Fishlegs thought. He would no doubt be given insane and disgusting dares from the others, but they would be doing the same style of dares. They would all be making fools of themselves. And their activities would no doubt be inside jokes for a long time to come. He wanted to be a part of that, even if his parents would kill him if they discovered what he was about to agree to.

"Fine," he said. "But I have the right to refuse a dare."

"We all have the right to refuse two dares." Astrid bargained. "If we feel so inclined."

" Okay." Fishlegs agreed. "I'm in."

Hiccup hesitantly glanced at the expectant stares of his friends. I can't believe I'm doing this. "Sure, whatever."

"This is going to be awesome!" Ruffnut grinned with anticipation. "So Snotlout, what's your dare for Astrid?"

Snotlout tapped his fingers together and attempted to look evil. "Well...it's always been my dream to get a kiss from Astrid."

The blonde stared in horror, knowing exactly what was about to come next. Snotlout smirked. "Astrid, I dare you to kiss me. And I mean kiss me. No sissy peck on the lips."

"Uh..."Hiccup sputtered, glancing between a stricken Astrid and a smug Snotlout. "I don't think kissing should be allowed-"

"In a dare war, there areno rules." Snotlout cut his cousin off and crossed his arms. "Well, Astrid? I'm waiting. Or are you going to refuse this dare in the first round?"

Astrid glared heatedly at the boy. "I hate you." She growled, although there wasn't any real malice behind her words-only annoyance and disgust. She reluctantly leaned forwards but before she got too close Snotlout jumped on the table.

"Up here," he taunted as all the Vikings in the Great Hall turned to stare at him. Astrid snarled and climbed on top of the table.

"You will die for this."

"Uh-huh. Pucker up, Princess." Snotlout closed his eyes and leaned forwards slightly. Astrid held back a gag and quickly closed the distance, placing a full kiss on the boy's lips. Hiccup screwed his face up in revulsion and looked away. Ruffnut whooped and Tuffnut burst into hysteric laughter.

After a full thirty seconds Astrid yanked away, unable to take anymore. The lingering taste of sweat caused the girl to lose her control and she leaned over the edge of the table, retching onto the wooden floor. She gingerly wiped her lips and Snotlout (who did not know when to quit) pumped his fist in the air. "Ah yeah, I'm the Viking!"

Furious, sick and humilated, Astrid grabbed her axe, which was resting by the side of the table. Snotlout (for the second time that week) raced out of the Great Hall. The blonde whirled to the howling Tuffnut and jabbed a finger at him threateningly. "You just wait until tomorrow."

"Looking forward to it!" Tuffnut retorted. Astrid rolled her eyes and hurried from the Great Hall.

"Yeah, one of us will die in the course of this game." Hiccup remarked and attempted to erase the disgusting picture of Astrid kissing Snotlout from his mind.

Across the hall, Spitelout sat at a table with Gobber. The blacksmith glanced at the man and shook his head. "I have no idea what that was about, but your son does not know when to shut up."

Spitelout snorted and took a long drink from his cup of mead. "Tell me about. He's a little idiot."

He had a feeling his son would come home adorned with bruises and probably an injury that would develop into a scar.

Such normally happened when Snotlout managed to tick Astrid off bad enough.

This was a pretty common suggestion and I figured Snotlout would dare Astrid to kiss him, as he is Snotlout :P I'll probably use some of the other dare suggestions later on though :)

Next chapter-In which Astrid dares Tuffnut.

Review please, but no flames.