HTTYD one-shot: A Little Scratch
Title: A Little Scratch
Requested by: @katurdi
Summary: “Quit your whining! I bet it’s barely even a scratch.” Astrid scolded with a little smile. Hiccup whined again, giving her arm a light-hearted tap.
Genre: Friendship, Romance
Time-line: RTTE season 5
Hiccup yelped in alarm, stepping back from the forge before gripping his good leg painfully. Sure, the poker just had to touch his good leg- his ONLY leg. Just his luck.
He hobbled over to a bench in the corner of his hut, plopping down into it before grabbing his pants leg and hoisting them up to his knee, glaring at the bright red gash below his knee cap. It was already oozing red- almost purple- gunk. He hissed and pulled his pants leg back down and stuffing the ends into his boot, hoping he’d be alright until he made it to the clubhouse. That’s where the supplies were kept… well, where his were anyways. Everyone had their own stash of First Aid necessities in their huts, although he’d been stupid and had forgotten his saddle bag in the clubhouse after their last patrol. He always brought supplies with… and he’d sorta forgotten to bring his back to his hut.
Hiccup gripped the doorframe and glanced outside where the sun was just touching the sky, shining the first rays of sunlight across the land. Hiccup swallowed thickly before hobbling alongside the wall of his hut, wondering where in the archipelago Toothless could be.
But calling his dragon might be a bad idea, Toothless had a tendency of being over protective. Once Hiccup had burnt himself in the Forge back on Berk, and Toothless had gone bonkers, rushing about in a mad haste and had even dashed out and dragged his Dad all the way to the forge. It was quite embarrassing, to be honest. And Hiccup didn’t want Toothless to go calling one of the gang. Especially since everyone were still in bed- or so he hoped.
Hiccup paused at the corner of his hut, glancing about hesitantly before limping quickly to the next hut- uh oh… Astrid’s hut.
And she just so happened to be the lightest sleeper in the entire archipelago. A fly could buzz twenty feet away from her, and she’d still hear it and be wide awake instantly. She claimed it was reflexes- warrior instincts. No one dared to try any stunts on a sleeping Astrid, for she always had a weapon handy. The twins had merely walked by her once when she fell asleep in her chair at the clubhouse, and Tuffnut had been lucky to get away with his body still connected to his head, although his hair hadn’t been as lucky.
Hiccup tiptoed as quietly as he could- but with an injured leg and a noisy squeaky prosthetic made going difficult. He froze in position when he heard something creak from inside, then the telltale thumps of steps against wood.
He groaned when the door opened, rolling his eyes in defeat before letting them settle upon the girl in the doorway. He gave a squeak of surprise and alarm, jumping back slightly at the sight of her.
Gods, since when did Astrid get bedhead!?
“What?” She mumbled, swatting a hand at her hair and failing the meek attempt to calm her slightly frizzy hair. Hiccup inspected her again, smiling when he realized… he blushed furiously at the thought that passed through his brain, realizing that yes, he really did like Astrid and bedhead… All those wispy hairs flying about her face and the lose strands falling out of her messy braid… it was the complete opposite of the normal neat and orderly Astrid.
Thor, she looked beautiful.
He snapped out of his daze when he noticed her lips were moving, most likely asking a question. He shook his head and grunted a jumbled slur, eyeing her in confusion.
She gave him a stern look before gesturing to his lower half, “I said, what did you do to your leg?”
Oh, right. His leg.
“I… I sort of, was working in the Forge…” Hiccup coughed nervously. “Dropped the stoker. And it just so happened to fall onto my leg- could’ve landed on my arm, seeing as how I have two of those, but nooo.” He joked lightly, seeing her face light up with a small smile. “It just had to land on my one and only leg.”
Astrid laughed quietly, then stepped forward to grab his arm and help him to hobble forward. “You do seem to attract danger like a magnet.”