So it's been a while since I updated this story and I'm updating it now. and no one has done the poll i put up for eret's personality.
Two hours after the race, Garrett invited everyone over to celebrate his second place finish at the race. Every one of Garrett's friends came over and partied, even Hiccup but, he went down to the basement as soon as he got there. Astrid, tired of Snotlout's constant attempts to hit on her, snuck to the basement and found Hiccup beating up a boxing bag with a white sleeveless shirt revealing his decent size bi and triceps. She watched from a distance at first until he stopped.
"You know you don't have to sit on the stairs" Hiccup said out loud.
"How did you know I was here?" Astrid asked.
"Heard the door open and heard only six steps squeak" said Hiccup, "If you want something to do you could hold this bag for me"
Astrid smiled and stood up and walked over to the bag and glanced at his right arm and saw a scar running down from the tip of his shoulder to his elbow.
"What happened there?" asked Astrid pointing to his scar.
"Dagur happened"
"Well? What happened exactly?"
Hiccup sighed and said, "I was working on white 1970 Pontiac Firebird Trans Am 455; the one with the blue strip on the hood that goes from the front of the hood to the back of the air intake and the small blue firebird with black wings right above the grill?"
"Yeah, that one is one of my favorite cars in your collection" said Astrid.
"Well, Dagur had come to me the day before and told me to make him a modified AMC Gremlin with a 425 V8 out of his dad's old Oldsmobile Tornado. I said no and he walked away. So while I was working on my car Dagur's crew breaks into my shop and starts trying to slash me open. Me with my tae-kwon-do skills and all disarm and beat most of them. I miss counted and one of them slashes my arm. They run off and I get this scar" said Hiccup before he sighed and looked at the scar.
Astrid walked up to hiccup and pulled him into a hug.
"You didn't deserve that" said Astrid.
"But that's not even the worse part. When they broke into my shop the one that slashed my arm also ruined the interior for my '68 GTO, my '70 Z28 Camero. They destroyed the interior and scratched the shit out of the paint on my newest project; a 2002 Dodge Neon Srt-4 with a EDO ZONE 4 piece full EVO style body kit, a Kaminari full carbon fiber pedestal wing, TS-style carbon fiber hood and a beautiful metallic blue paint job with two infinity signs on the side that go from forest green to sunflower yellow then back to forest green" said Hiccup.
Astrid looked at him with surprise, "What was under the hood?"
"A North star 4.6L V8, I got out of a 2010 Cadillac CTS-V" said Hiccup before walking over to the bench and putting his face in his hands.
"Hiccup, that sounds like an amazing car. How long ago did this happen?" Astrid asked.
"About two months ago"
Astrid walked over to Hiccup and sat down next to him and wrapped her arms around him and put her head on his shoulder.
"Hiccup, you're too kind of a guy to have stuff like that happen to you"
"Astrid…."
Hiccup turned his head and looked at Astrid and rubbed his head against hers.
She looked up at him and him at her. They stared at each other and slowly stared leaning towards each other….
"HICCUP! YOU DOWN HERE BRO!" shouted Garrett, totally ruining the moment as Hiccup growled.
Hiccup went to go talk to him when Astrid grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pulled him towards her and kissed him. For a moment Hiccup was surprised and started kissing her back and wrapped his arms around her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Garrett walked down the steps and stopped at the bottom and looked at them. He coughed loudly.
They broke apart and took a small step away from each other; their faces were as red as apples.
"Oh ok, well Hiccup theirs a guy upstairs who, says your hitting on his girl and that your cars suck" said Garrett.
"It's not Snotlout?" asked Hiccup.
"No, his name's Eret Eretson, he's a new racer in town and says he can beat anyone, anytime, anyplace. He just called you out" said Garrett.
"Well, tell him to meet me at the road course in fifteen minutes, I'll kick his ass" said Hiccup with a little glare on his face, "And tell him, that he can go fuck himself if he says I'm hitting on his girl, cause Astrid don't belong to anyone"
Garrett nodded and quickly walked back to the party.
Astrid wrapped her arms around Hiccup and nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck.
"I only belong to you" she whispered.
"If that's the case then, Astrid Hofferson, will you be my girlfriend?"
Astrid looked up at him and smiled, "Of course I'll be your girlfriend"
He leaned down and kissed his new girlfriend and led her to his car outside, a bronze with silver pin striping down the side 1968 Lincoln Continental Mark II. They drove off to his auto shop to get his racecar to beat Eret's ass.
So this is where this chapter is ending and go do the poll and leave a review. and tell me what kind of car Eret should have as well so until next time... See ya all around.