Hey peoples! So haven't updated this story in a while. I had ideas, just no where to go, and I finally figured it out so I know what I'm doing again.
Anyway, if you haven't read the new chapter in Hofferson Sisters, or just don't read that story, I'll say this here too:
I recently started yet another story, and by recent, I mean June. I had this great idea and everything, and I've got ideas for later on in the story, but I'm currently having trouble getting it going. The story is currently only 6 chapters and I haven't touched it in about a month. The reason I'm telling you this is because I need help. Please comment your answer to this, I'll check the comments in a week to determine what I'm doing. Do you think that I should continue it, or end it right where it is? I wasn't planning on posting it until I had it complete, but I might.
So, that's that...
ON WITH THE STORY!
It's been 6 months since Hiccup had run away, and there was no word of where he'd gone. I walked into my office and sat down at my desk. Laying on my desk were release papers. Something I would have to sign to allow Hiccup to leave the island as part of the military. Hiccup joined the military? That's the only reason I'd be seeing these.
I stood up and walked out of my office to talk to Gobber, who worked part-time as my secretary.
"Hey Gobber?"
"Yeah, Chief?"
"You, uh, hear from Hiccup at all lately?"
"Not since he ran away, I would have told yeh if I had."
"Okay." I turned around and sat back down at my desk. A note on the papers caught my eye as I sat down.
Chief-
He told me not to tell you he was here until this step, and I respected his wishes. If you would like to talk to him, give me a call and I'll send him down.
-Jorgenson
So that's why I didn't know about this before. I picked up the phone on my desk and called General Jorgenson. I didn't know why he'd respected Hiccup's wishes, but I really needed to talk to Hiccup, and ask him why he didn't tell Val and I what he was doing.
"Hello?"
"Spitelout! Just the man I wanted to talk to!"
"Oh, um, hello, Chief. I'm assuming you got my note?"
"Yes. Would you be able to send Hiccup up here? I need to speak with him."
"Not a problem, Chief. I'll send him over right away."
He hung up and I put the phone down. I'd hopefully have the answers I wanted in a few minutes.
"Haddock!"
Uh, oh. What did I do now? General Jorgenson was my uncle, and I swear he hated me. He yelled at me for practically everything, even though I was the best in my class.
I walked over to him, before he could yell for me again.
"Your father would like to speak with you. I want you to go there immediately."
"Yes, sir." I knew this was coming. Dad wouldn't sign the release papers without talking to me first.
A knock at the door told me someone was there. Hopefully Hiccup.
"It's open!" I called.
The door opened, and Hiccup came in. It was a good thing that I knew my son as well as I did, or I might have not recognized him. His hair was shorter than it had been when I'd last seen him, and he was taller.
"You wanted to talk to me?" he asked, closing the door behind him. I stood up as he walked over to my desk, walked around it and wrapped my arms around him. It'd been six long months since I'd seen him, and while what I wanted to talk to him about didn't please me in the slightest, at least I now knew that he was safe.
I pulled away, and the look on his face told me that he was shocked, but the look quickly vanished, as he spoke again, "You wanted to talk to me?" His expression was stoic, as was his tone. Six months ago, he wouldn't have done that.
"Yes," I started. "Son, why did you do this?"
"Do what?"
"Run away, join the military," a look of realization started to cross my son's face, "not tell your mother and I what you wanted to do. Hiccup, you plain out lied to us."
"Dad… what would you have done if I told you that I wanted to join the military?" he paused, then continued before I could say anything. "You would have said no, that it'd be too dangerous, that I wouldn't fit in, that I wouldn't be able to be helpful. I think we both know that six months ago, I would never have been able to defend myself, at all."
"You're right, son. I would have said no, but only because I knew you wouldn't be able to defend yourself and I didn't want you to become war-hardened. Your current position in the country could do that already… Son, I would have done it to protect you." While he had appeared to be mad at me when I said that he had been right about me saying no, but that anger dissipated and was replaced by his stoic expression once more.
"What are you going to do now?" Hiccup gestured to the release papers still laying on my desk.
"I was going to say no, unless you can convince me otherwise.
"How the Hel am I supposed to ffff- do that?"
"Can you defend yourself?"
"Yes."
"What was your score on the protocol test?"
"What do you think?" Hiccup deadpanned.
"Answer the question, Hiccup."
"You could seriously just look it up."
"Hiccup…"
"Fine… 50 out of 50. Does that surprise you?"
To be honest, it really didn't surprise me, but I wasn't ready to let him go. I didn't believe that he could defend himself.
"Dad, please," Hiccup tried. "You've seen how Snotlout fights, right? He's been challenging me and just about everybody in our class to fight since we started high school."
"Yes, I have seen him fight. And he could take you down in 30 seconds flat." Where is he going with this?
"Used to. It's almost the exact opposite now, Dad. If I can take Snot down, I should be able to defend myself, right? At least in your eyes?"
Well, I've got to admit, that surprises me. He doesn't seem like he's exaggerating either, and he wouldn't about this. "Alright, I'll sign the forms, but on one condition."
"Okay…"
"If you leave the island, you write once a week and let me know if you can't, otherwise, I want to see you at least once a month. Understand?"
"Understand." Hiccup turned to leave the office, thinking we were done with this conversation. He paused and turned back towards me.
"Dad?"
"Yes, son."
"Can-can you, uh, not tell Mom about this? It'll just make her worry."
"She's already worried about you, son. You ran away."
Hiccup sighed. "I figured, just please don't tell her."
"Then what am I supposed to tell her? That I saw you today, you're fine, but you don't want to come home? She's not gonna like that."
"Just don't mention that you saw me today."
"You're asking me to lie to her." A confused look crossed Hiccup's face, so I continued. "She asks if I heard anything about you when I get home, every night. Telling her that I've heard nothing when she asks tonight, would be lying to her."
"Dad, please?"
"Fine, but you are going to tell her eventually."
"Yeah, I was going to… eventually."
"You better."
"I will." Hiccup paused, "Is-is that all you wanted to talk to me about?"
"Yes, I'll see you whenever then, son?"
"Uhhhh… yeah. See you whenever, Dad." And with that, he left my office, leaving me unsure of when I would see him again.
As I shut the door to Dad's office, I breathed a sigh of relief. I'd been expecting an argument, instead all I'd had to do was answer a few questions.
"Hiccup?" I jumped, turning towards the voice. Gobber, I'd forgotten that he worked part-time as Dad's secretary. He hadn't been there when I'd gotten here, though.
"H-hey Gobber. Um, nice to see you?" I wasn't sure what to say. I hadn't seen him since graduation, and he was probably as worried about me as my parents.
"You bet it's nice to see ya, lad! I was so worried about ya when yer dad said you'd run away."
I chuckled nervously, Of course he was, "Yeah, uh, I gotta go, so I'll see ya around, okay?"
"Okay, lad." I knew Gobber wouldn't press it. Once I'd joined Snot's gang in high school, he'd gotten used to me having to head out, even if I'd just seen him.
I left the building where my dad's office was and walked back to the military academy. I didn't know when I'd see Dad again, or even if I would. I'd graduate from the academy in two days, and then would probably be sent to the base on Outcast Isle with everyone else. Only the older, more experienced soldiers stayed on Berk to defend it.
So, no guarantee on when I'll update again, hopefully soon, but ya never know, I have a pretty crazy schedule.
So, well...
Daystrid out!
*closes tab before I can get yelled at by a teacher*