How You Doing Insane Gang!
I've been meaning to do this one for a while.
Takes place in RTTE probably in between season 4 and 5.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Following the months of Viggo and Ryker's apparent deaths, all was relatively calm at the Edge. Well...except for the constant rumbling and quakes of the volcano that could erupt any day now.
"Oh my, Thor! Get on with it!" Snotlout yelled into the air.
Another mini quake momentarily halted the riders who were enjoying a nice breakfast.
Tuffnut snorted, "Yeah, I've been waiting for the chaos and fire for months now."
"These mini quakes aren't fun anymore." Ruffnut agreed.
Hiccup merely rolled his eyes. "Not helping you three."
Fishlegs observed the dragons surrounding them. "The dragons are getting more uneasy with these quakes coming more frequently."
"I say we dump this place and go home," Snotlout raised his hand, "Who's with me?"
The twins and a reluctant Fishlegs raised their hands.
"We can't abandon the Edge...at least not until we can find homes for all the dragons we relocated here."
Hiccup shut down Snotlout who was going to complain more. "But if you guys want to go to Berk today that's fine with me, I have business to attend to anyway."
Snotlout pumped his fist. "Finally!"
Fishlegs came around to take a sit closer to Hiccup. "Do you need supplies for your super-secret project?"
"No, actually I'm going to see Astrid's father."
He squealed, "Ooh this is so exciting, Cheif Stoick will probably throw a celebration!"
"Wait why? What's going on?" Tuffnut questioned.
Hiccup sighed, "I'm going to see Alaric and write a contract and discuss the price and mundir."
Astrid crossed her arms, "Even though they already approve, its still something we have to do."
He shrugged, "It's only proper unless you're already having doubts about all this." He teased while gesturing to himself.
She socked him in the shoulder. "Don't pay too much."
Ruffnut snickered, "Better take notes Snotlout. How much does one Astrid Hofferson cost nowadays?"
Tuffnut held up a hand, "Oh, oh, give me a minute...um...three yaks and a boar. No! no wait...three yaks, half a boar and five pieces of silver!"
Snotlout whacked the back of his helmet. "How do you give a half a boar?"
Hiccup laughed, "I don't know, you guys will see when the contract is all done."
"Then what are we waiting for? I want to know how much a babe costs!" Snotlout exclaimed before mounting Hookfang.
The twins and Fishlegs giggled their way on to their respective dragons, leaving the couple with amused expressions.
"I didn't think they would be that interested." Hiccup chuckled.
Astrid shrugged, "They can be oddly protective and nosy."
Hiccup kissed the side of her head. "I can't wait to marry you milady."
She placed a hand over his heart. "We have all the time in the world."
To say the gang was excited to go back home was an understatement. The Edge has been fine and being independent is fun and all but its nice to brush responsibility to the side and just be teenagers.
The Hofferson men should already be at his dad's house along with Gobber. The old blacksmith insisted on being present since he too raised and taught Hiccup all he knows and might as well been another parent to him.
Unfortunately, the women weren't allowed to come to these sorts of meetings, blame old tradition but this kind of thing had to been done legitimately. If all goes well, Stoick and Gobber will be bringing the celebratory mead to the Hofferson house were the ladies will hear the news.
Stoick met them in the air on Skullcrusher.
"Glad you're here Hiccup, Astrid, I didn't know you were going to bring the rest of them."
Hiccup rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah...they wanted to come and celebrate."
"And to see how much Hoff is worth!" Tuffnut butted in.
Stoick let out a chuckle, "Aye, you will all soon find out at dinner tonight, the men are already at the house and Astrid your mother is waiting for you at home."
Hiccup turned in his saddle to address the rest of the team. "Please try to stay out of trouble—he aimed a pointed glare at the twins—that means don't go hard on the Loki pranks you two."
The twins saluted. "Don't worry, we'll keep it calm," Ruffnut reassured him.
"Let's get going son, I want to crack into the good mean. It shouldn't take long at all," His eyes glazed in happiness. "We will meet you at your house future daughter in law."
"Dad!"
Stoick's booming laughter can be heard on the ground, "I'm just excited!"
Hiccup shook his head, trying to hide the red tinting his cheeks.
They all went their separate ways in the village.
Hiccup followed his father to his house, the dragons were all playing in the field. Toothless's tongue lolled to the side after seeing his other friends again.
They dismounted outside. "Go Toothless, have fun."
With no hesitation, he tried and failed to tackle Buster to the ground. Skullcrusher lumbered up to lay down next to Grump.
"Hiccup! Good to see you again lad," Alaric greeted. "Staying out of trouble at the Edge?"
The young man lifted an eyebrow and tilted his head slightly. "Relatively."
"Let's get down to business so I can break open this mead already," Gobber exclaimed.
Osvif put his hands in front of him. "Slow down Gobber, we have all the time in the world. We don't even know if Haddock here is right for my sister." He teased, elbowing him in the ribs.
Hiccup shoved his arm. "Fine, get your jabs in, like I haven't spent every day with Astrid anyway."
"I'm with Gobber, they're perfect for each other, let's start drinking," Kar commented while perched on the table.
Alaric nodded along and stroked his beard. "I'm surprised you wanted to have this meeting Hiccup, after all, I would have given Astrid to you for free."
Hiccup hopped up on the table to sit next to Kar. "I know but Astrid is one of the best Vikings in the whole archipelago and I want the other tribes to see that I'm serious about her."
"So six yaks and throw in those cool pair of wings." Kar settled the agreement.
Osvif rolled his eyes.
"Close, but nice try on getting a flight suit." Hiccup ruffled the younger one's hair and pushed him away slightly.
Stoick took out a rolled-up parchment from his belt. "Here is Hiccup's contract with the agreed price of the mundir."
He passed it to Alaric to unroll it. Osvif threw a lazy arm around him to read behind him.
He whistled lowly. "Five yaks, two sheep, thirty ounces of silver, and four swords?"
"What?" Kar hopped off the table with a look of disbelief. "Okay, there is no way Astrid is worth all that."
Alaric remained speechless.
"You are one lucky bastard Alaric!" Gobber laughed.
He gave the contract to Osvif. "Hiccup...Stoick...I can't accept this price, her dowry isn't this much."
Stoick held up his hands in a surrendering gesture. "This was all Hiccup's decision, which I happen to agree with. Astrid has been an irreplaceable member of our tribe for years and I couldn't be prouder to call her my daughter-in-law."
Hiccup nodded and grinned. "Besides with everything I put her through with my crazy stunts and plans, she definitely deserves this."
Stoick clapped his hands together. "So? Are we all in agreement?"
Osvif and Kar circled around Alaric to discuss.
Osvif popped his head up. "Kar really wants a flight suit."
"How about if I make him one when he turns 18."
The three men separated to stand in a line. Kar nodded once to Alaric.
"You have your self a deal Hiccup Haddock."
Hiccup set himself back down and clasped Alaric's hand and forearm.
"I hereby declare the betrothal between Hiccup Haddock and Astrid Hofferson is agreed upon. Do all witnesses here today make this betrothal official?" Stoick recited.
"Aye." Gobber, Osvif, and Kar all echoed.
Gobber used his hook to uncork the barrel of mead. "Finally let's celebrate!"
"We have to head over my house first before you can get drunk Gobber." Alaric reprimanded.
Alaric signed the contract next to Hiccup's signature and rerolled it for him.
Stoick and Gobber carried the barrels to the Hofferson residence. Inside waiting was Svala, Astrid, and Runa with baby Culyer.
"That took longer than expected boys, did everything turn out alright?" Svala asked.
Alaric kissed her on the top of the head. "Absolutely nothing to worry about my dear just had a bit of fun at the expense of our new son in law."
Osvif clapped Gobber on the back. "Now you can open up the barrel."
Mugs and horns were handed around for everyone.
Runa lifted her mug, "It's nice to have another in-law besides me in the family, though a little late if you ask me."
"Aye," Stoick wrapped a beefy arm around Astrid, encasing her against his front. "It's good to make it official but I've considered Astrid family for a while now."
"How much was the mundir?" Svala questioned.
Hiccup handed the parchment over to the matriarch. Her eyes bulged at the mundir price.
"Oh, my gods! Hiccup sweetheart you shouldn't have."
"Don't forget he promised to make me a cool flight suit when I turn 18!" Kar butted in.
Astrid crossed the table to where her mother sat. She silently read the agreement before sharply turning her head to look at her betrothed.
"Babe!"
Hiccup tried his best not to smile. "Honestly it was nothing, it's the least I could do when you guys gave me my world."
Runa placed her hands on her hips. "Huh, how come you didn't offer this much for my hand?"
Osvif choked on his drink and spluttered. "Not funny!"
The others laughed at his expense.
"Come now Gobber, we have to make sure everything is in order for the feast at the Great Hall."
"Aw Stoick, I'm only on my second mug."
The chief rolled his eyes. "And there will be more to drink at the feast.
The two men took their leave.
"Did you really promise Kar a flight suit?" Astrid raised a brow.
"Yeah, when he's my age."
"Oh, my thor."
Osvif bounced his son on his leg. "That's what I said."
When the evening rolled around, the tribe was in high spirits as Stoick announced a surprise feast and celebration.
Stoick stood on top of the raised platform with a mug in hand. "Now I'm sure all of you are wondering what this celebration is about..."
Murmurs of yesses rose of the crowd.
He gestured his mug out to the table near the back corner of the hall. "I'm sure you all know of two of our best dragon riders Hiccup and Astrid, who do the best job of keeping our village safe. Don't you agree?"
Vikings nodded their heads and some were vocal.
"Today I'd like to announce the betrothal of my son Hiccup Haddock; heir to the Hooligan Tribe and Fearless Astrid Hofferson; daughter of Alaric and Svala Hofferson."
The crowd erupted into cheers. Hiccup lifted up his mug from where he sat. Stoick returned the sentiment with a laugh.
"Everyone grab a mug or horn and let's celebrate the future of Berk and the Hooligan Tribe!"
Vikings dispersed to grab more ale and food.
"So H how much did you pay?" Tuffnut asked while stabbing his fish with a knife.
"It couldn't have been much since historically the mundir would be about equal to the dowry." Fishlegs educated.
"Come on this is Hiccup we're talking about! Of course, he would go over the top." Ruffnut dispelled his logic.
Hiccup let them see the contract.
The gang had loud mixed reactions.
Snotlout spit out the mead he was drinking. "Are you out of your mind!?"
Tuffnut threw up his hands. "My guess was nowhere close!"
Ruffnut high fived Astrid. "A win for the ladies!"
"Did you make all four swords yourself or?" Fishlegs asked.
"I—"
Snotlout smacked the larger teens arm. "He just gave her a Vikings livelihood and your one question was whether or not he made the swords?"
"Does that mean you couldn't afford me Snotlout?" Astrid smirked.
"Yes! No!... Shut up, Astrid."
Fishlegs narrowed his eyes at Snotlout before addressing the newly betrothed couple.
"Well I for one am happy for both of you."
Hiccup lowered his head to him, "Thanks Fishlegs."
Ruffnut cracked her knuckles. "I guess this makes me the only available woman left." She spread out her arms. "Have at me boys!"
"Ugh pass."
"Disgusting! I'm your twin!"
"Um, I was already married to you once."
Hiccup and Astrid shared a look and laughed.
This one was fun to write and separates all the sadness I have. Prepare for a sad one next.
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