No Need for Titles
Here we go! The start of my chapters. Sorry it's short. I literally just started writing this at midnight.
Disclaimer: I don't own the previous six chapters, nor do I have a pet dragon, nor do I have ice powers. :( Enjoy!
Chapter 7
Hiccup pounded the hot iron of a new sword he was forging for trading, which Kai and Hadvar suggested he do. Hiccup had already made a dozen more blades, waiting for their hilts to be fitted. The days were getting shorter, and colder. A sign winter was coming. However it was mostly rain and not snow that was falling down.
Hiccup pounded the iron once more before quenching it into a barrel of water nearby.
"And that's number thirteen. I think I'm gonna go down to the tavern for a bit, bud."
Toothless glanced up from his spot in the corner of the home forge, and gave him a look.
"Remember what happened last time you went down there?"
Hiccup rolled his eyes. He got too tipsy one time and had to stay at Hadvar's house to sleep it off. When he came home the next morning, smelling of alcohol, his dragon wasn't a very happy camper. It had taken a lot of Icelandic Cod to placate the reptile.
"One time! One time, and you never let me live it down! I'm not gonna drink tonight, bud. Just getting some food."
"What's wrong with fish?" Toothless grumbled.
"Not everyone wants fish all the time, Toothless."
"Not everyone wants bread all the time either."
Hiccup gasped in faux shock.
"You don't realize the power of the bread here! It could even beat the power of the mighty Night Fury!"
Toothless swatted Hiccup's head with his tail.
"Ow!"
Toothless let out a rumble, laughing.
"Go on and get out of here, silly human."
Hiccup rolled his eyes.
"Alright, alright! I'm going!"
Hiccup took off his apron and gathered his fur vest, and coat, putting them on.
"Bye, bud."
But when Hiccup turned around to glance at his dragon, Toothless was asleep in the corner, scratching one of his ear-flaps.
"Wonder what he's dreaming about? Hope it's a good dream."
Hiccup smiled before heading out the door.
Once Hiccup arrived at the Tavern, he took a seat at his favorite table and sat down. The place was filled to the brim as various civilians were having their lunch breaks.
A barmaid came over, holding a tray in her hand came over, smiling.
"Be with you in a minute."
Hiccup nodded as she set down a menu, bending over and giving him a wink as she walked away. Hiccup didn't even seem to notice.
The girl walked into the back, sighing.
"Unbelievable! He even resisted my charms! Oi! New girl! You give it a shot!"
The new girl's head shot up, her raven black locks swaying back and forth. She adjusted her burgundy red dress as it had slid down slightly.
"Mm..me?"
"Yes, you!"
One of the other girls glanced over.
"Come on, Heather! What are you scared of?"
Heather frowned, her green eyes blazing with anger.
"I'm not scared!"
"Prove it! Go out there, and get his attention."
Heather groaned and went out to the dining room.
"Well...they didn't say how to get his attention. I'll just be nice."
Heather had seen better days. After her family was killed, she fled her home, coming south away from the Archipelago to start a new life. Though she could have chosen a better profession, being a barmaid did pay well, and gave her a place to stay. She approached Hiccup slowly, gently coughing.
"May I take your order?"
Hiccup glanced up at her.
"You're not Guenievre."
Heather shook her head.
"No. I'm Heather. I'm..I'm new here."
Hiccup smiled.
"I'm Hiccup. Hiccup Haddock."
Heather froze.
"Stoick the Vast's son? He's here? Why…?"
Heather gulped.
"Haddock...not a very common last name."
"No it's not. Anyways, I think I'll have the chicken and rice with a side of beans, and a pint of ale."
Heather smiled.
"Of course. I'll have it right out."
Heather went and got the food and ale and brought it out to him.
"It's...time for my break..I usually eat in the back...but...well…"
Hiccup glanced up.
"What's up?"
"So...the other barmaids...well they're..trying to flirt with you."
Hiccup blinked.
"I didn't even notice."
Heather bit her lip.
"And they wanted me to try, but honestly I'm not like them and I really don't want to go back there with them at the moment… and.."
Hiccup stood up and went to the chair across from him, pulling it out.
"Sit."
Heather was shocked.
"Such a gentleman...most guys would just tell a girl to sit and expect her to pull her own chair out. I guess chivalry isn't dead."
"Thank you, Mr. Haddock."
"Please...call me Hiccup."
Heather blushed.
"Okay…"
She sat down and smoothed out her dress as Hiccup waved down another barmaid.
"I'll buy you your food. Anything you want."
Heather smiled, and ordered her food. As the two ate, Heather glanced up.
"Thank you, Hiccup. This means a lot."
Hiccup smiled.
"Not a problem. I don't have many friends here in Arendelle, other then Helen and Hadvar. It's nice to make new friends. So…where are you from?"
"The Barbaric Archipelago. Which brings me to my question. Why is the heir of Berk living here?"
Hiccup froze.
"Um...I have to go…"
Heather stopped him.
"Hiccup I'm not gonna rat you out. I'm merely curious. And to be honest I have no love for my home either. My family is dead, and the man that murdered them is out there, and I don't have the means to fight him. So I came here. Trying to get away from that life."
Hiccup looked deep into Heather's eyes, seeing nothing but truth in them.
"Okay...in short...I left because I was different. I wasn't "Viking" enough. It's stupid, and I hold no love for my old home. As far as I'm concerned Arendelle is my home now, and always has been. And always will be."
Heather took his hand.
"It's mine too now. You could use a new friend."
Hiccup smiled, squeezing her hand.
"Thank you, Heather. Friends?"
Heather nodded.
"Friends."
Hiccup's lopsided grin made her heart flutter.
"I can see why the other girls like him. He is kind of cute."
A couple days later, Hiccup was saddling Toothless up for a journey across the North Sea. They were off to make a delivery of finished Gronckle Iron swords to the Kingdom of Corona. Supposedly they replaced their original swords with frying pans. Why they did that, Hiccup would never know.
"Okay, Toothless. Almost done."
Hiccup tightened down the last strap and turned to his dragonic friend.
"That okay, bud? Not too tight?"
Toothless paced around, testing the weight. He turned to Hiccup and licked his chin.
"Toothless! You know that doesn't wash out!"
Toothless rumbled, laughing. A knock at the door stopped his rumbles. Hiccup blinked. He wasn't expecting anybody.
"Go into the rafters, bud. I'll call you down when it's safe."
Toothless grunted and leapt up into the rafters of their home as Hiccup went to the door. He opened it to find Hadvar standing there, as cast on one leg and a cane in his hand.
"Hadvar! What happened?"
"Ah, I broke my leg in the smithy this morning. Slipped on a hammer would you believe it?"
"You sure your okay to be walking around?"
"No I'm not meant to be...I had to tell you though. I'm retiring."
"Retiring? Why?"
"Well the accident got me thinkin'. I'm old. I probably don't have much time left on this here Earth, and I really want to live the rest of my days in peace. Hiccup….I want you to take over the forge. I can see no other man that I would want more to run my shop then you."
Hiccup paused, his voice choking.
"I..I don...I don't know what to say, Hadvar. I...I need to think about this."
"Take your time, Hiccup. I need you to cover for me though while I recover."
Hiccup nodded.
"Of course. Do you need some help home?"
Hadvar nodded.
"Probably could use it."
Hiccup grabbed his furs, and locked the door to his house. He slipped Hadvar's arm over his shoulder and helped him walk.
"Thanks, Hiccup."
"Not a problem, Hadvar."
"Hadvar wants me to take over...that's...amazing...I don't think I can do it...but I think Adgar would want me to take it. I'll wait until after Hadvar recovers to give him my answer."
Little did Hiccup know his life was going to change even more.
So...how did I do? Everyone okay with it? Not sure when I'll do chapter 8, but it will be sad. I will be taking a short break for the holidays but I should be back after the first of the year! See you next time!