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spitelout · 6 years

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As that makes sense, thank you for answering my questions! => Hmm this one might be a weird one but if when the gang have a run in with a new dragon who's breath has the ability to de-age anything it touches for a limited amount of time, how would Spitelout react to his son conning back a toddler again and staying that way for a few days? Espicially if his now toddler son would want/need his attention so often?

He would be unbelieving at first, then angry, it would probably take him a bit to realize Baby Snotlout doesn’t have his memory intact, hes just a baby again….Then he would fall right back into his old dad ways, making silly noises while trying to teach him how to use his bludgeon properly all over.

Because what greater pride is there in the Jorgensen family than to train the young to be just as good as their parents =3

He probably isn’t the most responsible parent, however. I mean…neither was Stoick, they both gave their children deadly weapons as their first gifts.

He was probably rougher than most people, I can see him putting Snotlout with Terrible Terrors to make them play fight and then beaming with pride over any scars the toddler might receive in the tussle.However, I can also see him reassuring the toddler as they cry that this is a good thing, that they will grow into a strong warrior and be able to tell the tale of when they beat a dragon as a baby. (In fact, I think thats where the idea of Stoick killing a dragon with his bare hands as a baby came from…exaggerated scar stories. It probably happened about the same way….with a Terrible Terror.)

Tbh, if such an event occurred, Hookfang would probably have to take over caring for the reborn Snotlout because I just dont believe Spitelout is capable of being a responsible adult with babies, he doesn’t understand how fragile they ARE compared to what they CAN BE.He, among other vikings in the tribe, were probably the type to put several babies in a ring and watch them fight.Vikings are communal - even in parenting, so its possible he often left Snotlout with anyone willing to watch him….The twins parents come to mind - which is probably why they spend so much time together as teens as well, they were raised together.However, its possible Snotllouts mother died later in his life and she raised him until he was able to walk and follow his father around. Perhaps she raised the tins as well - they do mention they’re orphans, but -shrugs- their pasts are pretty clouded in mystery too.

Unfortunately, with this in mind, the twins would probably convince Spitelout to let them watch baby Snotlout for a bit and…I think we can all guess how that would go.

Lets just hope Hookfang isn’t affected by this as well, bc that baby is going to need a guardian angel - especially a five ton angel of fangs and flame

Also , since your ask was so specific, heres a sorta drabble based around it.

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There are few things that can surprise Spitelout these days, very few, but as the small viking - no, chieftain, Hiccup, stood awkwardly before him, he found himself at a loss. Hiccup was always presenting the tribe with surprises, and now, it seemed, he was presenting a very personal one to him.

Curious, and perhaps a bit bemused by the awkward chieftains shuffling he began the conversation, “What brings the chief of Berk to my door today?”

Hiccup scratched the back of his neck as he looked between the ground and Spitelouts gaze, “Uuuuuuh,” He took a deep breath and let it out, “Spitelout…” There was something heavy on his mind and he didn’t seem to know how to get it out.

“Yes, I am he. go on, boyyo.”

“While we were out exploring the islands, we encountered a dragon we had never seen before, it was amazing, it was - - ” Hiccup never had been the best at getting to the point, but Spitelout let him ramble; the lad really liked his tales, Stoick had too….

Luckily, Astrid stepped in, ah, what a great lass, always straight to the point. “What hes trying to say is, we found a new dragon and Snotlout being Snotlout, well,…” she trailed off, biting her lip as she held out a tightly wrapped bundle towards him, a Snotlouts helm delicately placed atop it.

Spitelout felt his brow furrow as his gaze trailed down to the bundle. There was a tightness in his chest that he refused to acknowledge. Had his boy really gotten himself-

He glanced up as Snotlouts Monstrous Nightmare waddled into view, it seemed anxious, but not particularly upset. Strange, that.

He became plagued with wary curiosity.

“Hes a bit…shorter than when we left this morning,” Astrid continued at last, a light chuckle in her voice,

He took the bundle in one burly hand and gingerly unwrapped it with the other.

He looked back up at the pair, who continued to watch him warily and awkwardly at the same time, he furrowed his brows deeper, trying to decipher what sort of game or joke they were playing at. He looked to them fr answers.

“Spitelout, this- this is your son.”

Spitelout chuckled heartily, it was just some game they were playing, strange, he always assumed they were different from the twins. “I only ave the one, boyyo, don’t think I could handle anotha.”

“No, Spitelout, that is - this is Snotlout.” Hiccup insisted. “the dragon he battled had this strange…” he struggled to find words, “venom, I guess is the best word for it, that, when inhaled, reverses the aging process and turns people back into younger versions of themselves.”

Spitelout critically searched their faces for the lie, then stared down at the child in his hands, it looked back at him with familiar grey eyes.

“Gothi says theres a cure, but we have to find all the parts.” Hiccup hesitated, choosing his words carefully. “Until then, you need to take care of him…”

“Alrigh, Ill play your lil game, ” he sighed good-heartedly. He found it hard to believe such a thing could really happen, “But if ye needed babysitta, all ye had to do was ask.”

Hiccup began to protest, but Astrid stopped him, pulling him away with one last wary glance behind her and leading him to their dragons.

Spitelout shook his head as their shadows vanished in the horizon, it seemed the pair still had a ways to go before they became parents of their own. He looked back down at the child and wiggled his fingers near their face making silly noises as he did so. The child gripped his fingers tightly, and a seed of doubt entered his mind.

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He was angry at first, pacing the room as the Monstrous Nightmare coiled itself around the child and watched him carefully he didn’t doubt that the thing would light the entire archipelago on fire just to protect Snotlout, but he wasn’t concerned by its low rumble.

“Ow could you go an be so brash!” he scolded loudly, “I ave told yew time and time again, ye cant jus rush in blind!”

“Now, Look at ye! Reduced to - to this! Well I ave news fer yew, Im not changing that diaper. Yew can change it yerself!”

The child sniffled, a cry beginning to bark from their throat.

“Oh don’t start yer cryin, Ive told ye about this before. Were Jorgensens! We don’t cry! We make other people cry!” he tried to sound harsh, but there was a softness edging into his voice as tears streamed down the childs face.

The Monstrous Nightmare was growling now, a full fledged snarl that bared every single dagger-point fang in his head.

“Oi don’t ye start! Where were yewwhen this happened anyway?”

The dragon bulked at the accusation and simmered back into a low rumble.

Spitelout sighed as the childs screams ripped through his home. He wasn’t angry, he was frustrated, frustrated at himself.

Freya help him, he couldn’t raise a child alone.

Ignoring the dragon he plucked Snotlout from its coils and sang him the Jorgensen lullaby.

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“its just wee scratch,” he reassured his son as the toddler screeched and flailed away from the terrible Terror. “Hopefully it will scar and then yewll have a story to tell when ye get older!”

The baby sniffled unconvinced, but curious.

“Ye can tell em you got it grappling a berserker who tried ta kidnap the prodigy of the Jorgensens!”

The baby lit up as his father articulated this cheerily with his hands.

“But no one kin take a Jorgensen from the place he calls home, no one!”

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He was happy to play father again, really he was, up until day three had passed and neither Astrid nor Hiccup had returned.

He was a busy man, incredibly busy, and also incredibly tired.

Did babies normally cry this much?

Spitelout did his best to comfort the babe, but it didnt seem Snotlout understood how great it was to be a Jorgensen, couldn’t see what a great warrior he would be one day….had been….

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There was a ruckus upstairs, a series of dragon shrieks and the smell of burning wood. There were startled screams and the screams of a woken baby.

Spitelout rushed upstairs, ax at the ready as he prepared to defend his son.

the screaming stopped when he got halfway up, the house became eerily quiet, and chill went through him followed by a burning in his gut. Whatever was up there better have prayed to whatever god they believed in that no harm had come to his son.

Voices reached his ears, soft but with an annoying edge to it, the twins.

“Hes so cute now that he cant hit us~” Tuffnut purred as he let the small Snotlout play with his braids.

“Yea, and now that he cant talk!” Ruffnut laughed.

“Oh, hey, Spitey” Tuffnut noted blankly, unapologetic in the damage they had caused. “Mind if we take Snotlout out for a midnight flight?”

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Edit: Annnnnd sorry but I ran out of juice here. -shrugs loudly- Its 1 am, I spent too much time on this as is. X3

#The mun answers #Headcanons

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introvert-dragon · 6 years

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My favorite place in all the world is next to you (Part 2)

Part 1

Summary:

Every time they played adventure games, Hiccup always got to be the prince.

But Astrid never played the princess—Never.

Astrid would always be his knight-in-shining armor.

Childhood Sweethearts AU. Hiccstrid Feels.

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Warning: Put your seat belts on, buckle up, or hold on to whatever you can. You're in for a roller coaster ride.

No beta for the story, watch out for errors.

My favorite place in all the world is next to you.

~Promises~

"Hi Mom, I'm called you to let you know that I'm with Hiccup right now. We're currently working on a project on his house, and—Oh, I don't think his parents will be home tonight. So I may also stay later for dinner with Hiccup."

"Okay Astrid, you know your Pa and I don't mind you staying there for the night knowing you're with Hiccup. Goodluck in your homework, and stay safe. Love you."

"Love you too." Astrid ended the call, flopping down the sofa beside Hiccup.

"So what did your mom say?" Hiccup asked as soon as the call ended.

"Well the usual," Astrid shrugged, stretching her foot then placed it on top of Hiccup's lap. "So shall we take-out two extra large boxes of pizza, then I'll kick your ass in some video games, then you'll treat me outside for dinner."

"Geez... So demanding." Hiccup chuckled. "Shall we get ice cream too?"

"Why not?" Astrid hummed in agreement, then her face brightened. "Why don't we buy ice cream from the big rabbit store."

"Genius." Hiccup nodded, a faint smile tracing his lips. "Do you remember when my parents used to take me out to the big rabbit store for ice cream every time I have perfect scores as a kid?"

Hiccup sighed.

Oh no, Astrid recognized that sigh. "What's wrong Hiccup?"

Hiccup sighed again, "N-nothing ... it's just that I miss those times, when everything was simple and fun. No expectations ... just me being—Nevermind."

Hiccup clearly wanted to say more but decided against it.

Astrid sat straighter on the couch, and moved closer to him. She took one of his hand, and held on to it tightly, then said. "You know you can always tell me."

Hiccup didn't take his hand back—it was a good sign—instead he relaxed and smiled gratefully at her.

"My parents," Hiccup started, "it's just that they're barely home, and when they are home, they only ask me how is everything going on with the school. And even though they try not to show it—especially my dad—I feel like he's disappointed at me everytime he asks and I don't magically turn up into some athlete playing a bowl game. Instead, he got a son who's talking fishbone who's part of the quiz bowl."

Hiccup took a long-drawn sighed, his eyes distant. "I just wish they would be proud of me like they used to whenever they buy me icecream, I mean ... yeah sure they talk about my performances in school and the quiz bowl, but that's in middle school being part of the quiz bowl is all cool. And now that we're in high school... who cares about those stuffs. I'm pretty much a loser."

"You are thinking about this all wrong, Hiccup." Astrid took his chin with her free hand to make him look at her eyes. "You're the ace of the quiz bowl team—you're smarter than any of us here in Berk High. Universities and Colleges would want you."

"Yeah, but not my dad-"

"-I'm not your dad either, but I believe in you. And I will always like you just the way you are."

They couldn't hang out as much as they used to; they're in highschool now and they were shuffled to different classes, plus, they had their own fair share of homework and responsibilities.

They still hang-out at every opportunity they can, but lately, something seemed off with Hiccup; Astrid just knew it. It just felt different with him... his general aura or mood.

Hiccup was all alone, waiting for her in corridor; he hadn't spotted her yet.

Looking at him right now when he didn't know that Astrid was watching, why did it gave her the impression that he was carrying the weight of the world.

What was bothering him? Was there something Hiccup wasn't telling her? He should know that he could always tell her.

Then the moment he spotted her, though, his face brightened; so did hers.

Everything felt right in the world again as long as they're together.

But the nagging feeling didn't go away.

Everyone kept telling her why she was still hanging out with Hiccup.

"He's such a loser like—ew." One of the girls said, and the other girls snickered.

Astrid frowned. Hiccup was weird ... well weirder. Astrid always knew that but she didn't think there was anything wrong with that part of him. Astrid always knew that Hiccup was different—good different—and she liked that part of him.

They'd known each other since they were three, and with him she never get bored. Never.

Hearing all those insults thrown behind her bestfriend's back made her felt all sorts of sick.

Astrid was about to open her mouth to defend Hiccup, but another girl piped in. "He is such a nerd, like who the hell joins the quiz bowl team-"

Another girl piped in, "I know right we are not in middle school anymore—like hello? its high school and how lame is that."

Hiccup was smart, so naturally he got into the quiz bowl team. What was wrong with that? It was just like how she was good at sports that got her into the varsity team.

Then as if summoned by her thoughts, there was Hiccup, all smiles, waving at her enthusiastically. "Astrid!"

Her first instinct was to rush to his side, but everyone was looking at her.

For the first time in her life, Astrid hesitated.

He noticed.

Hiccup's face dropped and stopped waving at her. He looked hurt and betrayed when he dashed off.

Then everything registered in her mind; what had she done? Was she really that low... how come she let something so petty made her doubt her friendship with Hiccup.

Astrid gave the girls a glare worthy of a death threat. The girls cowered and flinched, but Astrid didn't had the time to bother with them. She needed to go after Hiccup.

There was a loud crashing sound of something hitting the lockers and things scattering in the ground. She watched as someone was being pushed over and tripped over and over again by some boys in the hallway, Astrid paused. It was Hiccup.

She felt numb, her vision blurrying, cold anger welling up inside her.

It did not end bloody well.

Before she knew it, she was being pulled off the teachers.

The boys ended up with broken noses and casts.

While Hiccup had to get his lips stitched.

It became a big incident, Stoick and Valka were furious. They threatened to pull out multiple sponsorship on Berk High if Astrid ever had to suffer even a single second of detention for only defending their son.

Astrid was lucky to only end up with a warning.

It turned out those boys had been continuously threatening Hiccup to cheat their homeworks, quizes, and projects. The boys had been suspended for over a month.

And ever since that day, everyone knew better than to mess with Astrid Hofferson; and never again did someone dare to pick on Hiccup Haddock.

+xxx xxx| Hiccup | 3:49 pm

H: hey u there? mum and dad going out of town. wanna hang out?

A: sure! as long as theres pizza

H: im ordering the ones with pinapple then :P

A: Hiccup Haddock the Third, you know how much I hate pineapples! You better order pepperoni or I will murder you. Anyways, waterbreaks over :( cya later after practice!

+xxx xxx| Hiccup | 5:17 pm

H: (inserts pizza picture here) look what just arrived

+xxx xxx| Hiccup | 5:31 pm

H: hey, is your practice extended, let me know when it's over?

H: Astrid? wer u at? the pizzas going cold.

H: U there?

H: :Pizza: hello?

+xxx xxx| Hiccup | 6:17

H: im hungryyyyy u still coming?

+xxx xxx| Hiccup | 8:31 pm | Recieved 4 missed calls

A: Oh crap! I'm really sorry Hiccup!

A: It's just that we had a really close mock game, and my teammates asked me out for pizza...

A: Oh god, I'm really sorry I totally forgot!

A: Hiccup? Please answer me!

A: Can I still come over?

A: I'm coming over now.

+xxx xxx| Hiccup | 8:32 pm

H: i fell asleep. it's fine no big deal. i already ate by myself.

A: Crap, Hiccup I'm really sorry I forgot about the meeting. Can I still comeover?

H: it's fine. you don't have to.

A: No it's not! I'm really sorry Hiccup, how can I make it up to you?

H: really forget it, it's no big deal. it's almost 9, i'd really feel better if you're home.

"I missed this," Hiccup said, laying down the couch. "Us. Hanging out here in any of our room just like the old times."

"It reminds me of the first time you have to stay over our house overnight." Astrid replied, smiling.

"Yeah... the whole sudden business trip—boy I was so scared back then thinking that Mom and Dad left me for good."

"You were such a crybaby then—Oh wait..."

"-Ass." Hiccup pouted, then sticked out his tongue.

Astrid punched him in the arm. "Wuss."

"But you married that crybaby." Hiccup pulled out a necklace from underneath his shirt; it was a toy ring.

Astrid felt warmth bubbling in her chest; it was not just a toy ring. It was their first wedding ring. It was old yet maintained in pristine condition despite the toy being made from cheap plastic. Astrid sighed, savoring the warm feeling in her chest, then snickered and hit him in the arm.

"So you and Brandon..." started Hiccup, "you guys dating?"

The warm feeling in her chest vanished.

"NO!" She didn't need to raise her voice, but she felt like she needed to. "Er! I mean not yet at least... We are sort of you know? just hanging out."

Hiccup sighed, then smiled but Astrid noticed there was a melancholic light in his eyes despite his genuine smile. "I'm really happy for you."

Astrid eyed him weirdly.

"No really!" Hiccup sighed again.

Oh no, Astrid knew that sigh... something was definitely not right, and was bothering her bestfriend.

"Is there something you're not telling me?"

"NO- no, I mean it's all cool, I'm sure Brandon is such a great guy..." Then Hiccup muttered something weakly.

"Hiccup, you know you can always tell me." Astrid said. That phrase still made something in her insides turn. Something they always told each other ever since they were young:

You know you can always tell me.

He didn't.

("Seriously Astrid you look fine, more than fine actually... You look incredible, you look beautiful as always—"

Astrid paused, her heart stopping for a moment before beating furiously. Hearing those words come from Hiccup why did her heart squeeze. It was as if she had been waiting for those words her whole life.)

Here she was on her first date with a boy. And yet all she could think of were Hiccup's words.

Everytime Astrid met Brandon's gaze, her mind wandered over a pair of warm emerald orb looking at her—she was yearning for it.

(The way Hiccup looked at her as if worth all the gold in the world—

—Or an unnattainable treasure, Something whispered in her mind. )

Brandon held her hand, and her first instinct was to pull her hand back. What was wrong with her? Her first time holding a hand of a boy her age who wasn't Hiccup. It felt clammy and uncomfortable... and it felt not Hiccup.

Brandon noticed her discomfort, but smiled at her.

There was something about the way Brandon looked at her. It felt unsettling...

Astrid smiled back, but it all felt unreal... Brandon's sincerity.

[ Conversations with Hiccup ]

H: Can I talk to you for a second?

A: sry can't right now im with brandon and friends

Hiccup is typing...

Seen by Hiccup

H: Okay.

[ Conversations with Hiccup ]

H: hey u up?

Seen by Astrid

[ Conversations with Hiccup ]

H: hey

H: Astrid?

H: I promise you this is going to be short, but I really need to tell you something important.

Hiccup is typing...

H: nvm.

Brandon cheated on her, with one of the cheerleaders, making out behind the bleacher.

It wouldn't had worked out anyway, Astrid convinced herself.

But it still hurted the same, not because she loved him—because she didn't—but she did actually like him.

Brandon said it was all her fault. Astrid was never with him, her mind was always with Hiccup. On their dates, she was always talking about Hiccup this and Hiccup that. She compared him too much to Hiccup.

They hadn't made it to the point where things went physically intimate. But Brandon was actually a decent guy to be with. They had been good friends, they hang out alot, they watched movies, and shared stories.

Until now that he cheated on her.

One of her teammates invited her to a party; To have some fun, to forget, to vent or to let out some steam.

She said yes out of impulse.

Astrid had never been to a real party before. She lied to her mother that she was staying with Hiccup for the night, and when she was about to call Hiccup—she hesitated. Not like they had been talking lately, so she decided not to tell him.

The party was exactly as she expected. Lots of people, booming bass, and lots of alcohol.

Eyes turned to her as soon as she stepped foot inside the house, as if the music paused. She quickly understood why.

Brandon was there with his new cheerleader girlfriend.

Astrid immediately regretted her decision to come here. But there was no way in hell the she was going to back off—she was Astrid Hofferson.

A couple of boys glanced at her warily. Astrid recognized them; they were the boys she beat up for bullying Hiccup. She ignored them as she made her way to her teammates who looked at her apologetically. Their eyes said, Sorry, we didn't know he was coming too. But she just waved it off saying it was fine.

One of her teammates offered her a punch, Astrid downed it without thinking. It felt as if fire traveled in her nostrils and she almost coughed it out but managed to swallow it.

She liked it. It made her senses tingle, and it made her feel alive.

"Take it slowly, or you'll get drunk in no time." One of her teammates advised.

Astrid lost count on how many cups she had downed when the alcohol started kicking in. She was starting to feel her vision blur slightly, and she felt the world around her distort.

Astrid was feeling hot and weird and bothered. A deadly mixture of hormones and alcohol.

There was this random guy who kept pestering Astrid. She gave him her number if it meant him leaving her alone, planning to block him later.

But the guy didn't leave her alone.

When Astrid felt something slid under her shirt. She would had beaten the hell out of him, but the world was spinning and she could only muster enough the energy to push him away.

"Get your dirty hands off her, you pervert!"

There was suddenly chaos around her, and the guy bothering her was knocked down the floor.

Then there was... wait a minute? Hiccup? And did he just knocked out a guy for her? And since when the hell did Hiccup grow so tall... so strong... so handsome...

Wait a minute? When did Hiccup arrive at the party? Screw that. What mattered was that he was here for her.

Astrid grabbed Hiccup by his arm, trying to drag him with her into the dance floor.

"...strid, let's go home." His voice was so alluring, she didn't want to go home—she wanted to stay here with him forever.

"I don't want to." Astrid blurted out, grabbing his face by his cheeks. She liked it how his face felt, it was no longer soft, his jaws felt firm and his stubble lining his jaw were prickling her palm slightly.

"Please... Astrid let's go," Hiccup begged, prying her hands but she held on to it firmly.

Astrid wasn't paying attention to what he was saying. All she could think of was how his lips looked so soft and delicious and he was so warm and his close proximity made her heart race ... then she didn't know what happened next.

Did she just kiss him? Or did they actually kiss? Why did she suddenly feel guitly.

"We're leaving." Hiccup grabbed her by wrist, and he was suddenly dragging her outside the party.

"Hiccup?" Astrid blinked at him, suddenly awake, alcohol and thrill gone. He didn't look back, he just kept on pulling her roughly until they reached his car.

"You're hurting me! Hiccup let go of me or I'll to break your arm!" Astrid threathened.

Hiccup stopped then loosened his hold on her wrist, turning around to face her. Hiccup opened his mouth several times but said nothing.

Why was she feeling nervous? She didn't do anything wrong. She was in highschool and it was perfectly fine for her to go to a party.

He took a deep breathe and said. "If you're going to ask how I found out, your mom was calling you, but weren't answering you phone; so your mom called me. You told her that you were staying with me. We haven't hanged-out in months, So I knew something was going on."

Astrid eyes widened, she quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket and felt appropriately rebuked to see 21 missed calls from her mom.

"I'm not mad at you," Hiccup sighed, he took of one her hand. "I told your mom not to worry; that you only forgot to charge your phone. But seriously, what's happening with you Astrid? You've been ignoring my messages, and not answering any calls, and now sneaking out to party at night, getting yourself half-drunk—do you have any idea how worried you mother was? How worried I am?"

"You didn't need to worry, I'm fine," Astrid yanked her hand free of his grip.

"You're obviously not." Hiccup sighed again, " Is this about Brandon? You know you can always tell me, you didn't have to go out there partying getting yourself almos—"

"—I said I'm fine! Just leave me alone!" Astrid snapped.

"I'm not leaving you alone! not when I know that you need me." Hiccup took a deep breath. "I promised that I won't leave you—"

"For fuck's sake Hiccup! What are we six? I don't give shit about your promise!"

Hiccup looked stunned, his eyes wide. Then he turned around, and started walking to his car.

"Where are you going, Hiccup! I'm not done talking to you!" Astrid shouted. "You want to know what Brandon said to me when he cheated on me? Fine! It was you, Hiccup! It was because you kept on messaging me that he started to get jealous. He told me how it was always Hiccup with me and Hiccup with that. And now I can't even be out there partying without you mommying me. No wonder he broke up with me. This is all your fault, Hiccup! You just ruin everything!"

"I-I... you really mean that." Hiccup said, toneless.

"H-Hiccup, no... I'm sorr—" She didn't mean any of it, she just lost her temper, maybe her mind, and her mouth kept moving.

"—You're right," Hiccup cut her off. "I just ruin everything. I always mess up. It's no wonder that Mom and Dad are fighting again, and guess what? It's because of all this..." he gestured all himself."You would know that if you answered any of my messages—and by the way—Mom is leavi... nevermind.

"I'm done. You can go back there for all I care. Goodbye, Astrid."

Astrid woke up in her room with an incredible headache. Why did her head feel fogged, her chest heavy, and her stomach leaden. She tried to recall last night's events but her head was pounding too much for her to remember anything. It felt like she was forgetting something very important.

She looked at the clock, and groaned. It was already 12:15pm. Luckily it was Saturday. She didn't want to stand up from her bed, but it was already afternoon and she didn't want to waste her weekend feeling sick in her bed.

"You're finally up." A her mother greeted her from the kitchen, she gestured her to sit down beside her.

Astrid groaned as she sat down. "Hey, Mom. Why does my head hurt so much."

"Here drink this, honey water, it will help with your headache." Her mother handed over the glass of honey water to her.

After she was done taking sips, her head felt a little better. Images of last night slowly came to her, but it was still fragmented.

Her mother sighed, her tone wistful. "Hiccup called last night, he told me where you were."

"Oh..." Astrid dared to look at her mother expecting her to be livid, she was only shaking her head.

"What's wrong... why aren't you mad at me." Astrid felt confused.

"You should go to the Haddock's and check it out yourself."

Hiccup, Astrid suddenly remembered last night. She wasn't herself last night, she had let go of many words she never meant to say to Hiccup.

A sense of urgency overcame her. Luckily she was still wore last night clothes that she was able to rush outside the house and head over to the Haddock's.

As soon as she arrived at the Haddock mansion, she noticed that the gates were left wide often. She hesitated for a moment, then she noticed one of the cars missing; Valka's car. Astrid quickened her pace, arriving shortly at the front door; it was also left wide open.

Cold settled in her spine as she ran through the door, thinking that there had been a robbery or an accident. But as soon as she entered the house, she found nothing out of ordinary. But there was something wrong with the air... it felt cold, stale, and empty.

When she arrived in the living room, she found Stoick alone, motionless, both hands in his face. Until today, she never thought it was possible for a man so huge to look so small, weak and broken.

Astrid approached him slowly. "Stoick?"

No answer.

Astrid cleared her throat, and spoke again. "Stoick?"

Stoick finally noticed her, he looked at her, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he had aged ten years.

Astrid swallowed. "What happened? What's wrong?"

Stoick only shook his head and muttered. "Val... My son... They left me... What have I done."

Memories from last night flashed in her head.

Mom and Dad are fighting again

You would know that if you answered any of my messages

Mom is leavi... nevermind

Goodbye, Astrid.

Astrid fell to her knees, realization dawning to her.

Hiccup took one of her hand, then hooked his pinky with her pinky.

"But I promise—I will never leave you, Astrid. Never."

~Promises~

end

Part 2

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