HTTYD: Blackmail.Hiccup liked Gobber. A lot. But as he cast a look over his shoulder to see the huge amount of work that the two-limbed man had left for his apprentice, Hiccup decided he temporarily hated him just as much. The young Viking had been stuck within the heat of the forge since before the first beams of the sun could rise over the sea and the chances he would get out before it was setting again were, well, inexistent. Stoick and Gobber had left Berk together with a dozen of men in order to negotiate a trade treaty with the nearby if two hundred miles away could be considered as such- island of Crom, and Hiccup had been happy at first at the prospect of having more free time on his hands to spend with Toothless, Astrid, and the rest of his friends. That is, until he found the note Gobber had left in the forge Hiccup had actually managed to decipher the man's handwriting, which was really something to stand in awe of to make sure his apprentice would do what he was expected
It's Just A Sheet of PaperSlam!"Oh, for Odin's sake
""Hiccup? Are you up there?"It had been such a peaceful morning. For once, there hadn't been a morning fight with Toothless, nor had Stoick woke Hiccup up. He had thought that he would finally have a chance to have a day off, to sleep. But of course, if not Toothless or Stoick were there to destroy it, someone else would. This time, it was Astrid.Hiccup would usually be happy and excited to see Astrid, but today he didn't actually want to see anyone. Wow, did he really think this? Yes, he did. "Yes, I am." Hiccup groaned from his squiggly bed.Astrid looked around the house, knowing that Hiccup was still in his bed. She didn't want to force him out of bed, even though he wanted him to get up. She giggled quietly at the mess in the house. You could tell that there was no woman around, to clean. There were weapons and tools of all sorts, on the dining table. There were dirty dishes, bowls and plates under them, and Hiccup's many books and papers.
HTTYD: SwimmingWhen Astrid had come looking for him earlier that day, Hiccup definitely had no idea he was going to end up on the beach, bare-chested and teeth clattering in protest whilst his girlfriend and the other teens were already busy swimming or dunking each other's heads. In retrospective, he knew he should have been way more reluctant to follow her when he'd noticed the way she and Gobber –out of all people- were exchanging mischievous and very much knowing glances. He would bet everything he had that the seasoned blacksmith had been perfectly aware of what was going to happen to his apprentice. Heck, he was sure Gobber was busy telling the story to Stoick and Spitelout this very instant.Hiccup glared at the waves that licked the five toes he had left and sent uncontrollable shivers running down his spine. He wondered how Astrid and the others could ignore the actual temperature of the water. Sighing, he bravely dipped his right foot in the sea and immediately retrieved it,
Warriors Never Get SickSix young Vikings stood on the overlook above the docks as several longboats set sail toward the horizon. Their faces were impassive as they all had at least one, if not both, parents on a vessel bound for another dangerous search for the dragons' nest. They were all twelve years old except for Snotlout who had just turned thirteen the month before and had all been deemed old enough to fend for themselves for the week or more that the older Vikings would be gone, rather than having to stay with relatives as in years past.In quiet each one contemplated the great responsibility laid upon them and how they would strive to serve the village as productive members."Woohoo!" Snotlout exclaimed breaking the calm, lifting his arms overhead. "I'm in charge! All you losers better do what I say or else.""And who says you're in charge?" Ruffnut asked under heavily lidded eyes."Since both the chief and my dad are on the hunt that makes me