Happy that people are enjoying my Road To Victory story.

Continuation of previous one-shot Family reunion.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Later that night Folkmar got himself cleaned up and got a stern talking to by Stoick. He went to Stoick's house to settle in and sleep.

Grima and Rodmar got the spare beds up stairs and Stein got the couch. Stoick forgetting that Astrid was going to spend the night with them for her family was on a hunting voyage was all ready in Hiccup's room. Stoick quietly opened the door with Folkmar in tow.

They both peaked inside to see Astrid curled up to Hiccup's chest. Stoick had a small smile on his face while Folkmar snorted in disgust and jealousy.

"How did Hiccup of all people snag a girl as beautiful as what's her name...uh right Astrid." Folkmar thought.

After all the family still thinks as Hiccup as a screw up.

"I am sorry Folkmar I forgot that Astrid was staying over for a couple of days since her family is out on a hunting voyage." Stoick talked softly not to disturb the other six people sleeping in the almost crowded household.

"Its all right uncle." Folkmar said brushing it off coolly.

Folkmar made himself comfortable out on the living room floor next to the couch his Uncle Stein is occupying.

Hiccup put his hand behind his head and groggily opened his eyes. He looks next to him to find Astrid all ready awake and watching him with mild fascination.

"Its about time you woke up." Astrid sighed sleepily.

Hiccup gave a slight chuckle. "Well you know me being back to the village fuck up is hard work."

Astrid lazily punches his side. "Hiccup why would you think that its been 3 years."

Hiccup rubbed his side where Astrid punched him. "The dragons aren't here and the rest of my family still thinks I am a screw up so why not play the part."

Astrid wrapped her arms around his body and snuggled deeper into his side.

"Dragons don't make you who you are Hiccup." "It just took dragons to make everyone else realize how amazing you are."

Hiccup snorted. "It doesn't feel that way, I mean sometimes I think the villagers only like me because I was able to train dragons."

"That's not true Hiccup." "There are other amazing things you could do."

Hiccup turned his to look at Astrid. "Oh yeah?" "Like what?" Hiccup said words laced with sarcasm.

Astrid took his unused hand and started trace his palm.

"Like your smithing for example, you made everything." "From Toothless's tail fin to your prosthetic, flight suit, fire prevention, and lets not forget Inferno!"

Hiccup smiled down at Astrid seeing her talk in wonder about his inventions like a child made him feel tingly and warm inside.

Hiccup grinned. "Go on."

Astrid breathed out a laugh. "You are brave, insanely smart, problem solver, quick thinker and most importantly stubborn."

Hiccup's grin widened and swung his arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple.

"Thank you Astrid."

She shrugged. "That's what girlfriends are here for, now come on lazy bones we need to get up."

Astrid lightly hit his stomach.

Hiccup groaned but complied anyway.

Astrid put back on her shoulder pads, hood and spiked skirt. Hiccup buckled in his prosthetic and flipped his long sleeved green tunic over his head.

Astrid helped Hiccup secure pieces of his flight suit on his body.

They tip-toed downstairs kind of hoping to sneak out to snag some breakfast at the Mead Hall with the rest of the gang.

"Ah there they are." Stoick's voice boomed.

Hiccup and Astrid flinched. They were trying to avoid contact with the rest of the family but it appears everyone is up.

Hiccup cleared his throat. "Uh hey dad."

"Care for some breakfast Hiccup?" Grima asked.

"Uh no thanks we were just going to get some breakfast at the hall with the gang." He said sheepishly gesturing to himself and Astrid.

Some of the family members turned noticing Astrid for the first time.

"And who is this lovely lady?" Stein asked.

"Yeah I guess I didn't introduce her to all of you yet...well everyone this is my girlfriend Astrid Hofferson."

"Why the Hofferson clan, full of mighty warriors." Rodmar remarked.

"Do you specialize in a weapon my dear?" Grima queried.

"I use a double bladed axe." Astrid answered.

"Ah so you take after your father." Stein stated.

Astrid just nodded her head.

"Then the question is what is a Hofferson doing with a hiccup?" Rodmar wondered quietly.

But mostly everyone heard him.

Valka and Stoick flinched, Astrid looked ready to punch the day lights out of some one and Hiccup just looked down at the ground.

Valka was the one to break the silence. "IF you two are going to the Mead Hall why don't you bring Folkmar with you."

Hiccup ran a hand through his hair. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"Grima, Rodmar, and Stein want to see a tour around Berk so Folkmar is going to join you."

Hiccup sighed through his nose. "Alright."

"Come on Folkmar lets go." Hiccup said deadpanned.

Folkmar looked just as pissed that he has to spend the whole day with a hiccup and his lame friends, except Astrid. He much rather be in the forest hunting and tracking dragons for a new pelt.

Hiccup and Astrid lead Folkmar to the Mead Hall conversing quietly while Folkmar looking bored lagged a few paces behind.

They arrived at the Mead Hall. The rest of the gang was already there talking and laughing. Hiccup and Astrid took to their normal spots beside each other. They always kept the same table and the same seats. Their table was the seventh table back. They always sat Snotlout, Tuffnut and Ruffnut facing the wall and FIshlegs, Hiccup and Astrid facing towards the chief's table which was at the front of the hall.

Folkmar sat on the other side of Snotlout who grimaced and tried to move closer to Tuffnut.

Even though they were related buy cousinhood Snotlout couldn't care for the guy he was way more conceited then Snotlout. Even though Snotlout wouldn't admit it he hated the way he treats Hiccup and even disrespected Astrid. I mean yeah Snotlou tflirts with her but its innocent fun and would never degrade Astrid; he does not have a death wish.

Stoick's POV

Stoick was now showing Rodmar and Stein around Berk, Grima decided to spend the day with Valka and do some sewing and needlework.

"So Stoick how is it around here?" "Any dragon raids recently?" Stein asked.

Stoick pretended to think. "No not recently we had one last week."

Stein nodded his head thoughtfully.

"I was thinking of moving back here recently and giving my tribe to Stein here." Rodmar thought out loud.

"And why would you do that?" Stoick asked puzzled."

"So I can help Folkmar groomed to be the next chief after you of course." Rodmar replied like it was the most obvious answer in the world.

"Folkmar isn't going to be chief Hiccup is of course." Stoick said.

Stein and Rodmar stopped there walking and laughed.

"You can't be serious brother?" "Hiccup is not even an option." Stein tried to reason.

"And why wouldn't he?" Stoick queried slightly pissed on how his older brothers are judging Hiccup.

"Look at him!" "He hardly as any muscle on the small body of his, he is the most accident prone boy alive." Rodmar replied.

"I even heard how he lost his foot, when I first saw it I thought he lost it proudly defending Berk from dragons but he ended losing it in a forge accident." Stein went on.

"Hiccup made a lot of contributions to Berk." Stoick argued.

"He built this fire prevention system, he makes extraordinary weapons." Stoick continued.

Rodmar put a firm hand on Stoick's shoulder. "Look Hiccup has gotten a little better since the last time we have visited but they aren't qualities that a real Viking chief possesses."

"If you two think that Hiccup is unfit to be chief then the title goes to Snotlout."

Rodmar snorted. "Lets be honest here, Snotlout has no common sense at all, sure he had the muscle to back him up but he doesn't have the brains."

"Then Rodmar what qualities do people have to retain to be a great chief then?" Stoick asked him with one of his eyebrows quirked.

"Easy a chief needs to be strong like any Viking warrior, agile, can make tough decisions, doesn't let people trample all over him, doesn't let people control his life but most importantly needs to be a dragon killer." "All of those qualities are in Folkmar."

It was Stoick's turn to snort. "Oh please my villagers would hate Folkmar especially after he degraded Astrid like that."

Rodmar shook his finger at him. "That reminds me, you need to keep a better handle on your boy little brother he could have seriously injured Folkmar."

Stoick's jaw dropped. "You have to be kidding me Rodmar it was Folkmar's fault in the first place for disrespecting his lady like that."

Rodmar shook his head to disagree. "If a lady was back talking me I would have punished her immediately."

Stoick dropped the subject not wanting to escalate even more than it all ready has. He refrained himself from saying "I guess that's why your wife left you." and kept his mouth shut.

Stoick sighed and rubbed his temples. "Lets just continue with the tour."

Stein and Rodmar nodded and remained silent for the rest of the tour.