"HARRGHHHHHHH!"

A pumpkin split in half as the heavy blade of an axe slammed down upon it.

"Astrid, dear, you don't bring your fury and wrath to pumpkin carving. Pumpkin carving is an intricate art and-"

"DON'T TELL ME HOW TO CARVE A PUMPKIN, HICCUP!"

"No, but the thing is right, pumpkin carving an intricate- "

"INTRICATE ART MY ASS!" Another pumpkin split in half, it's orangey substance splattering everywhere.

::What is it even with pumpkins and humans?:: Toothless eyed his human friends while gnawing on a pumpkin between his paws.

::No idea. Now give me the orange ball, Toothless:: Stormfly tried to swipe the pumpkin out of Toothless' grasping paws, but Toothless turned around and the wing hit his ear flaps instead.

::Ow. And no. This is MY pumpkin. Go grow your own.::

"ASTRID! NO! Ughhhhh – put – that - no – Astrid – put that axe down!" Hiccup made a grab for Astrid's axe, launching himself at Astrid.

"LET GO OF ME!"

"Will you let me show you how pumpkin carving is done if I let you go?"

Silence.

"FINE!" Astrid rolled her eyes. "FINE, FINE, FINE! YOU CAN SHOW ME YOUR STUPID INTRICATE ART OR WHATEVER- NOW LET ME GO AND GIVE ME BACK MY AXE!"

And Hiccup did. For the next few hours, Astrid frustrated over pumpkins, getting little cuts and carving weird designs onto the face of the pumpkin –she even tried to make a training dummy out of the pumpkin. All the way, Hiccup held her hand, guiding her, until towards the evening, where an elated shout of joy echoed through the Edge. Astrid had successfully carved a pumpkin.

~ 3 DAYS LATER ~

"HICCUP! HICCUP, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" Astrid yelled from the ground floor of Hiccup's house, effectively waking him up.

"What? WHAT? Are we under attack?"

"No! Hiccup, come look at this?"

The two jogged along the road to Ruffnut and Tuffnut's boar pit. It was filled with loads and loads of…

Huh. Carved pumpkins – each with a different facial expression.

"TADA!"

"Tada?"

"Tada! What do you think? I took that lesson to the heart! I spent hours on these – do you like it?"

"I – uhhhhh… oh what have I done…" Hiccup facepalmed himself as Astrid skipped – yes, SKIPPED – around the pit.

Somewhere in the near distant future, the Dragon Hunters would attack. And they would find themselves being pelted with orange faces.

A/N: Is that enough fluff? Or na? Oh, don't you worry, non-satisfied people, more is coming soon XD

Till next chapter,

Tempest out!