warning: the only hiccup ships in this are:

toothcup

hiccstrid (one sided (aster likes her not the other way round)

Gender-bent people:
Snotlout: big bulky girl, short brown pony tails, on on each side of her head.

Aster (Astrid): short blonde hair,

Hiccup: long brown hair in a high pony tail

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This is berk, its twelve days north of hopeless and a few degrees south of freezing to death. My village, in a word Sturdy, its been here for seven generations but every single building is new. We have fishing , hunting and a charming view of the sunsets. The only problems here are the pests, you see most places have mice or mosquitos, we have

We see a girl wearing a green tunic, dark green boots, a fur vest and fur boots, her She sees a monstrous nightmare turning towards her house, as it breathes its fire she shuts the door.

Dragons

She takes a peep outside before running outside

My name's hiccup. Great name, I know, but it's not the worst, parents believe a hideous name will ward off gnomes and trolls, like our charming Viking Demeanor wouldn't do that

A man jumps on top of her and yells, "AAARRRGGGHHHHH!," before saying quite friendly, "Morning."

She keeps running as other Vikings pass her saying,

"What're you doing here?"

"Get back inside."

"What're you doing out?"

"Get back inside."

She runs to a lane when she's pulled back by her collar just as a Gronckle shoots fire throughout the street.

"What is she doing~ what're you doing out, get back inside," says the man who pulled her back, as he sets her down and she continues to run.

That's Stoick the Vast, Chief of the tribe. They say when he was a baby he popped a dragon's head clean off its shoulders

Stoick picks up a cart and throws it at a Gronckle, making it fall down.

Do I believe it? yes I do.

Hiccup runs into the forge to be greeted by a big, hulky blonde, she slips on her apron as he turns to her.

"Oh how nice of you to join the party, I thought you'd been carried off," said the figure.

"What? Who? Me? Nah I'm way to muscular for their taste, they wouldn't know what to do with all this," said hiccup, posing her arms to show off her non-existing muscles.

"Well they need toothpicks don't they?" asked Gobber mockingly.

Hiccup continued her work,

The meathead with attitude and inter-changeable hands is Gobber, I've been his apprentice since I was little. Well….. little-er

She looks out and sees the fire brigade.

That's Snotlout, she's my cousin, real big jerk, Fishlegs, used to be one of my friends, Ruffnut and Tuffnut, they're… well they don't really fit words, 'crazy' for lack of a better one, and…. Aster (Lol I totally copied this from E. Aster Bunnymund and I didn't even know it yet!), I remember a time back when I, like all the other girls on berk had a crush on him, well that time is over! Over ya hear me!?

Gobber sees her looking and grabs her by the collar and pulls me back.

"Oh come on. Please? I need to make my mark!" says hiccup.

"Oh you've made plenty of marks, all in the wrong places," he says.

"Please? two minutes?, I'll get out there, kill a dragon, my life will get infinitely better, I might even get a date!"

"You cant lift a hammer," he crosses off on his hook, "Ya cant swing an axe," he does it again, "you cant even throw one of these," he says holding up a bola.

A Viking outside grabs the bola and flings it at a Gronckle, effectively wrapping it around a dragon.

Hiccup backs up to her machine, "okay fine, but this will throw it for me," she pats it and out flies a hammer, Gobber dodges, so does the man behind him, unfortunately not the man behind the man that was behind Gobber who was in front of the cannon. Does that make sense?

"See, this here, this is what I'm talking about!"

"i-i-i-i-it wha wha, mild calibration issues!"
"No, no, hiccup, if you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you need to stop all…." He paused, then gestured to hiccup, "This."

"But you just gestured to all of me?"

"Yes, that's it, stop being all of you!"

"Oh, oh."

"Uh, huh."

"You sir, are playing a dangerous game, keeping this much raw. Vikingness. Contained. There will be consequences!"

"I'll take my chances, sword. Sharpen. Now!"

one day I'll get noticed, because killing a dragon is everything around here, a nadder head is sure to get me at least noticed. Gronckle's are tough, taking down one of those will definitely get me a boyfriend, Zippelback, exotic, two heads twice the status. Then there's the monstrous nightmare, only the best Vikings go after those, they have a nasty habit of setting themselves on fire. The ultimate prize is the dragon that no one's ever seen, we call it the~

"Night Fury!" yelled a random villager.

"Get down!" yelled another one.

This thing never steals food, never shows itself and, never misses. No one has ever killed a nightfury, that's why I'm gonna be the first.

"Man the fort hiccup, they need me out there. Stay. Put. There. You know what I mean, YAARGH," Gobber charged out into the battle.

(you know what happens next. And if u don't then WATCH HTTYD! I DO IT EVERY SINGLE DAY LEAST 1ce!)

"That was quite the performance," said Tuffnut.

"Wow hiccup, you're more destructive than the twins!" said Snotlout.

"and uglier than a bald yak!" said Ruffnut.

She just walked past them, she was past the point of caring about their insults anymore. All she wanted was to make her dad proud, but yet again she failed.

"Don't take it to heart hiccup," said Gobber as they began climbing the hill to her house, "some people were made to kill, others just weren't, that's how it is."

"But I'm a haddock! We're not just made to kill, we're born to kill! Heck we're even bred to perfection! Look at dad, then look at mom, and finally look at me," she exclaimed.

"Hiccup, if its like you said then maybe you should, I don't know, train?"

"Really? Do you even remember what happened the last time I asked?"

"Course I do, you got your father drunk, asked, and he still refused."

"Exactly, he'll never let me do it."

"Hmmm, there's a meeting today, maybe I could convince him?"

"You'd do that for me?"

"Sure, you know you mean a lot to us hiccup, to me, your father, your tribe, please stop putting yourself right in front of death, she's gonna stop dodging eventually you know, and if it happens early enough we'll be stuck with Snotlout as chief, and it'll be all your fault!" trust Gobber to turn a solemn sentence into a funny one.

Hiccup chuckled, "Yes mother," she said.

"You did not just call me your mother."

"And if I did what would you do?"

"That's a good point actually, hmmm I wonder how your father would feel knowing how his axe really disappeared?"

"You wouldn't."

"Try me."

"Fine, then id also have to tell him who ate his last sheep pie!"

"…..You're evil you know that?"

"I've been told."

"Okay, well I better get back to the great hall for the meeting, see ya hiccup!"

"See ya Gobber!"

and with that they parted ways. Gobber to the meeting, and hiccup to find her nightfury.

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this was for you u toothcupers! Sorry hiccstriders not gonna happen, go read another fic, you do after all have a choice between:

What if? (the update will be there soon!

Reading Books (you'll be surprised how much hiccstrid's going in that)

Dare Wars (astrids pregnant now!)

Revenge (its about their kid whos gonna get kidnapped soon, of course there's hiccstrid in that!)