"FIFTY DOLLARS, ASTRID." Hiccup’s wide green eyes are enough to make her want to burst into laughter. "I spent FIFTY DOLLARS ON THAT PRESENT."
"Shhh, it’s cute." Astrid shushes him and watches their baby daughter crawl in and out of the giant cardboard box.
"It is not cute! It is bankruptcy! No, wait, scratch that. It’s highway robbery."
"What can I say?" Astrid shrugs. "Infants are easily amuse, and you went overboard."
"I did not go overboard!”
The baby’s bottom lip trembles at the sound of her father yelling.
"Now see what you’ve done?" Astrid says, gesturing to the crestfallen child.
With a sigh, Hiccup forces a smile and says through clenched teeth, “It’s okay, cutie. Keep playing.”
She utters one of those bubbly delighted-baby noises and crawls back into the box.
Hiccup clears his throat. “Highway robbery. Just sayin’.”
Astrid kisses his cheek. “And I’m sure she’ll appreciate it when she’s younger. Just like she’ll appreciate you.”
"All right, I give up." Hiccup goes over to the box and sits down in it. "All aboard the Haddock express."
The baby grins and hands him a conductor’s hat. He pulls it onto his head and flashes her a smile. She returns it, revealing a toothless row of pink gums, and crawls onto his lap.
Astrid smiles at them, her little family. “Nice going, Conductor Haddock.”
"Hey, you’re a passenger." Hiccup grabs her hand and pulls her into the box with them.
And it’s a birthday they recollect for their daughter years later, one that she appreciates just as much as Astrid had said.