After returning to Berk from rescuing Hiccup from the Bounty Hunters, the riders think everything will return to somewhat normal life. But when Hiccup goes missing again, not three days after his first capture, Astrid, Gobber, and Stoick set out to find Hiccup yet again, while the other riders stay behind to take care of Berk.
are you sure you’re alright?”
sighed and turned around, succeeding in hiding his grimace at the sharp
movement which sent spasming pain up his abdomen and chest.
Perfectly fine!” He responded cheerfully to Astrid, who at this point was
looking at him doubtfully.
Totally fine!” He continued, cutting her off as he fumbled to grab onto
Toothless’s saddle. It had been only about fifteen minutes since they’d arrived
back on Berk from his rescue, and he’d been bombarded with questions and
worried expressions and voices of help. He’d taken it all well in stride, but
the last day of being tossed from Bounty Hunter to Bounty Hunter was beginning
to catch up with him. As much as everyone’s concern touched him- deeply- he just wanted to go to bed and
sleep for days straight.
don’t look fine…” Astrid rested a gentle hand on his shoulder, and he
involuntarily leaned against her touch. Gods, that felt so nice, her small but
strong hand resting against his arm sent shivers of excitement racing through
his veins. He thought he’d overcome this feeling a while ago, but obviously, he
hadn’t. Either that or he was just extremely tired and too tired to try and
He murmured, his fuzzy brain coming back into focus.
dazed off for a moment… are you tired?”
he tried to answer, but it came out as a low groan. “I’m… fine…”
cooed, and Hiccup ran his hand over the dragon’s scaly head to comfort him. The
dragon bumped his head against Hiccup’s side, making him hiss in pain.
Toothless! Hiccup’s sore and tired-“
you’re fine, Toothless.” Hiccup interrupted her, patting the poor dragons head.
Toothless whined and licked his riders hand worriedly.
placed a hand on Hiccup’s forehead, and he smiled dazedly before leaning into
it, liking the feeling over her skin against his.
Hiccup, you’re running a fever!” Astrid explained in worry. Hiccup mumbled
incoherently, trying to disagree but failing in his muddled and exhausted
state. All the adrenaline was wearing off, and all that was left was pain,
exhaustion, and unnatural warmth.
have to- Hiccup!”
jerked his eyes open, blinking down at the floor before realizing that he’d
nearly tipped over and into Astrid’s arms. Toothless’s head was nearby, and the
dragon was moving closer to his bruised stomach.
“I-I’m fine..” Hiccup mumbled, repeating
what he’d previously said. It was the only thing that really made any sense at
the moment, and even that thought was blurry.
are going home.” Astrid ordered. Hiccup just nodded in reply, to weak and tired
to object. Bed was what he wanted, so if they went home, perhaps he could lie
down and rest for a little while.
you… can you try and… walk? I… I can carry you but I doubt you want that…”
forced his eyes open again, pushing away from Astrid and leaning instead
against Toothless. People who passed glanced at him worriedly, but he ignored
them, to groggy to say anything reassuring.
nudged Hiccup’s leg, making him wince again. That was his left leg, which was
bruised and sore from all the jostling of his prosthetic all throughout the
day. His leg had been jerked, pulled, hit, and cut from all the jostling and
May the Valkyries welcome you and lead you through Odin’s great battle field. May they sing your name with love and fury, so that we might hear it rise from the depths of Valhalla. And know that you’ve taken your rightful place at the table of Kings. For a great man has fallen: A warrior. A chieftain. A father. A friend.
I’m not the chief that you wanted me to be and I’m not the peacekeeper I thought I was. …
I’m trying to decide which fic to start posting first:
The Prince and the Duke
(Prince Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third of Berk becomes fast friends with a duke of Meathead Island, Duke “Aster” Hofferson. But there is something odd about the young duke… a secret he is reluctant to share…)
AKA: (SPOILERS kind of but not really) Astrid crossdressing in order to survive in a male dominated political landscape and not give up her rightful inheritance to the next male relative just because she’s a woman
or Fake Pregnancy AU?
Astrid is a journalist, who goes under cover at Haddock Industries, pretending to be pregnant to experience sexism towards pregnant women in the workplace. She thinks she’s got a pretty good opportunity to advance her journaling career, and if she can just keep herself from falling in love with her boss, Hiccup (who thinks she’s actually pregnant,) this might just be the breakthrough assignment she’s been looking for.
Both of these are kind of silly ridiculous au’s, like… they’re both more romantic comedies than anything else. So they’re not the most serious/realistic of stories.
If you’re interested in either of those stories please feel free to reply with a vote :)
Hiccup grudgingly looks up to see Ruffnut Thorston leaning lazily
over his desk, her nose scrunched up and a pencil shoved carelessly in her
mouth. He cringes inwardly and automatically leans away a little as she removes
it, all slobbered and dirty, to jab it his way to emphasize her point.
“Thanks,” he mumbles, eying it from a safe distance.
“You know just how to cheer a guy up.” She narrows her eyes at his
obvious sarcasm, placing the pencil back into her mouth where it apparently
belonged. Something about this glare is too Astrid
for Hiccup. He ignores the cold feeling running up his spine and buries his
face into his folded arms, sprawled across the whole desk and trying to not
think for a moment. Gods know he needs it; at least he wants to believe so.
The gods have made some questionable choices recently.