Sorry for the wait guys! But here it is, Ruffnut's chapter! Tuffnut's will be next (of course) and will basically just be this but from his point of view. Which means more detail into a certain death.

Liluthien and Sador: Thanks for the review! I'm glad you liked the first to chapters. And I kinda feel sorry for Fishlegs too, but it was mainly just his way comforting himself and forgetting about his parents deaths. In every chapter we'll find out how they cope, and their stories will (hopefully) tie in with the film. :)

Anyways, on with the story!

I stood near to the entrance of the woods, out of the way of angry Vikings and almost invisible to any who walked by. My brother had wandered off again, aimlessly searching for a goal he would never reach. I sighed, watching as the young children came running past. I rolled my eyes at their childish games.

"Hey Ruff! Wanna play with us?" one of them called. He was smaller than the average Viking with messy brown hair. All of them stopped, waiting eagerly for my answer.

"Grow up," I muttered as I turned to walk away. However, the brown haired boy was persistent.

"Come on Ruff, don't be a spoilt sport." I turned back to the young boy, angry eyes glaring daggers at the group of children. The young boy took a fearful step backwards, but I didn't care.

"Spoilt sport you say? Is that any way to treat your elders?" I snapped, taking a vicious step towards them. Once again the brown haired boy moved away, his friends cowering behind him.

"Sorry!" the squealed, running back into the village crying. I stormed off in the other direction once I was sure they had all disappeared. I immediately headed for the one place I knew I could calm down. Unfortunately, it seemed today wasn't my lucky day.

There, just above me on the hilltop, was my stupid brother. I growled, angry that my twin had found the only place of comfort I had.

"What are you doing here?" I asked. He looked down at me, his eyes just as hard and bitter as mine. The scowl on his face showed he was in no mood to talk, but we both knew that this wouldn't end up with the two of us having a heart to heart.

"Why? Do I have to tell you everything now, sis?" He answered defensively. The moments that passed were full of tension and a rage that was threatening to boil over.

"It would help," I said through gritted teeth. We were full of animosity now, staring each other down and daring the other to make the first move.

We knew what this was about. It wasn't the kids from earlier, who were too childish to see the reality of this stupid world. It was the sudden loss of a family member that pushed us over the edge. Losing our father was what made our easily irritable selves more violent.

We knew the only way to ease the burden without hurting any poor soul who rubbed us the wrong way was to hurt each other. I would never admit it, but I was a little glad that I found him at my comfort spot.

After a few more seconds of circling each other, Tuffnut made the first move. He lunged for me, but I didn't dodge his attack. I lunged at him as well and we collided in mid air. But we didn't care. We got up and ran straight back at each other.

Neither of us would admit it, but we were glad that we had each other.

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Stayed tuned for the next one!