How You Doing Insane Gang!
This one takes place in RTTE after Hiccup is finished making his fully modified fire sword.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Hiccup was in the practice arena with his new fire sword. Originally it was just going to be a short sword but the fire would get a little to close for comfort near his hands. With the fire on a longer shaft, it is more dispersed and his hands are safely away from the flames.
Toothless was on the cusp of the arena looking down in interest. A practice dummy was the sole focus of Hiccup's attention.
"Hey, babe."
He stopped his practice to Astrid sitting next to Toothless who didn't mind the pats he was receiving at the moment.
"Milady." Hiccup gestured to the sword still in his hand.
"What do you think of the new improvement?"
She nodded in appreciation, "Now it's a real sword, how about putting it to the test."
He quirked an eyebrow. "Against what?"
Astrid looked as if the answer was obvious. "Me of course, I need to freshen up on some skills anyway."
"We all know you're going to beat me." He groaned.
"That's so not true! You almost beat me in hand to hand combat last week."
"Exactly, almost."
She huffed, "You lasted the longest against me among the rest of the gang, remember I took down Snotlout in ten seconds flat?"
"You think I could be Snotlout in sword fighting?" He grinned sheepishly.
"I pretty sure everyone can beat Snotlout in sword fighting."
"HEY, I HEARD THAT!"
Snotlout came barreling in on the back of Hookfang.
"My dad taught me everything there is to know about combat."
"Which is not much." Astrid mused.
"Shut up Astrid." He muttered crossing his arms.
"My dad is the best warrior on Berk besides the chief of course."
"Uh no, the best fighter is our great-great uncle Thornut." Tuffnut interrupted.
"Yeah, once after he beat everyone in the village he decided to challenge himself to a sword fight."
Tuffnut threw an arm around his sister. "Right and that's how he died."
Snotlout had a "what the fuck" kind of face going on.
Astrid shook her head. "Moving on, my dad is the best warrior in Berk."
"Uh, last time I checked Alaric isn't the commander anymore." Snotlout snorted.
"That's because I took over."
A Timberjack landed in the clearing, with such a large dragon it was hard to tell of the man that rode it.
"Osvif!"
"Ah! Little sister!"
Osvif bear hugged Astrid before putting her in a headlock. Astrid, who was used to this trick, hooked her legs around his other arm and used her momentum to pin him on his shoulders. He had to let go of her to stop his fall.
"Osvif, what brings you all the way out here on Dragon's Edge?" Hiccup asked him.
He rolled backward on his shoulders to land in a crouch before standing up to greet the others.
"Nothing really, all is well back home, it's been some time since I've seen my sister and wanted to check up is all."
Alaric being as old as he is now decided to retire his position as commander and in his place Stoick chose Osvif.
"I heard my father sent you and a couple others on some scouting missions towards the north." Hiccup told him.
Osvif nodded. "Aye, he did there was a rumor of a traitor gathering forces up there from the next tribe over, a quick battle that one was and I didn't even get a scar on me."
"So I'm guessing it wasn't fun then." Astrid teased.
Osvif shot her a look. "It was enjoyable thank you very much, they were an old tribe, didn't have any dragons and I almost forgot what it was like to fight without them." He laughed.
"It's great to get back to sword fighting and hand to hand combat, I didn't have Razor with me or anything."
The Timberjack gave a rumble at hearing his name.
"Which because of the fighting capabilities is why Stoick named me commander thus the best fighter in Berk." Osvif finished explaining while knocking Snotlout's helmet askew on his head.
Snotlout fixed his helmet. "Okay then, you and me Osvif, sword vs bludgeon, even though you're 8 years older I bet I could kick your ass."
He raised both eyebrows at the challenge. "Are you sure about this Snotlout?"
As an answer, the younger man walked to the rack of weapons to select his favorite bludgeon. Osvif just shrugged his shoulder before unsheathing his broadsword on his waist.
He started to twirl it while preparing in place.
Tuffnut clapped his hands. "Yes! I love a good beat down!"
"Maybe Snotlout will die," Ruffnut added.
"Sweet!" The duo clinked helmets.
Astrid elbowed Hiccup. "He won't last even 5 seconds."
"I bet as soon as they start Osvif will get one good swing in, knock of Lout's helmet and then he will be so scared that he forfeits."
"That's eerily specific."
"Let's just say I know my cousin."
The spar began with an attack by Snotlout, his swing left his whole side wide open for Osvif to arc his sword at his helmet. The sound of the metal sword hitting his metal helmet had the rest wincing. Snotlout's helmet flew as his eyes glazed over, dazed before falling down on his back.
"Is he dead?" Tuff asked, getting all excited.
"No, he should be okay, I didn't think I hit him that hard."
"It's okay, the twins can take him to his hut to sleep it off." Hiccup directed.
The twins did what he said albeit grumbling along the way.
"Now that it's just the three of us, how about you two vs me?" Osvif suggested.
"I'm in how about you babe?"
"Well, I need to test my new sword somehow."
Osvif was on one side with his broadsword at the ready while Astrid and Hiccup prepared with their ax and sword respectively.
Both teams charged.
It's about time I brought back Osvif, I've added some more details about him and changed his look to be older. PM me if you want to use any of my OCs.
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