Breadmaking Vikings"Why don't we have more bread making Vikings?" Hiccup mocked himself viciously as he stirred a handful of flour into the rapidly thickening bread dough. "Why did I ever agree to this. Stupid Astrid, stupid bet, stupid everything."Thank Odin Tuff was still out chopping down trees for the winters supply of firewood. He'd never live it down, women's work in the big village lodge, Astrid sitting beside the large stone oven and smirking at him every step of the way. He winced a little, knowing that if any of the women he knew even suspected him of thinking that baking bread was women's work he'd be done for. All the women he knew could wipe the floor with him without even breaking a sweat."Keep stirring Hicca." Astrid crooned, thumbing the edge of her battle axe to test it's sharpness as she watched her friend, making sure he wasn't about to bail on their bet. She could only hope tha
Change of Pace"Hide me." Astrid looked slowly over to where Tuffnut stood, slightly crouched behind a bush, as if his platinum blonde hair would blend in with the greenery."Hide you from what?" She asked acidly, wondering what in Niflheim could have one half of the fearless Thorsten twins running scared."Hiccup." Tuffnut hissed out frantically. "Hide you from Hiccup?" Astrid cocked out a hip, crossing her arms and staring Tuffnut down like he'd grown an extra set of arms. "Seriously, Hiccup?""He's
" Tuff paused, trying to find the right words. "gone crazy. He keeps following me, and he won't leave me alone.""So he's got a weird case of hero worship. He'll get over it, he got over me." Astrid sneered, flipping her bangs out of her eyes."It's not hero worship." Tuff hissed out, his voice climbing in pitch."Astrid." Tuff froze, the familiar voice
Noogie - Hiccup-Tuffnutwordcount 711Rating PGHiccup scowled, rubbing at his right arm, still sore from Astrid's punching. Apparently she thought it was a cute thing to do, to prove she was strong. But all it did was make Hiccup's arm ache, and he really didn't need the extra body pains, what with his missing limb and all.He wandered aimlessly through the village, past the bakers, grabbing a sticky bun on the way down to the beach, where Toothless loved to roll around in the sand and dig up clams and hermit crabs. Apparently dragon's loved seafood, though he shouldn't have been surprised with Toothless' love for fish.Usually the beach was empty, save for Toothless and a couple of Terrible Terrors who had made a home out of a small cave on the far end of the sandy shore. Today there was a familiar green Zippleback, one of it's head's asleep, the other one purring and garbling, sparking occasionally as it's jaw was scratched. It was one of the twins
WinterWordcount: 604Pairing Twiccup (Tuffnut/Hiccup/Ruffnut)Rating: PGIt was going to be a bad year, the Elder had foretold it, and Gobber had echoed it with the phantom pains his limbs gave off. Hiccup felt the same ones stabbing through the stump of his left leg, and oddly, stabbing through the portion that was all metal and wood.On years when the Elder proclaimed a bad winter, many of the clans people would move to the Great Lodge. Putting up temporary lodgings and bunk beds to keep warm in the worst of the months when frost would permeate through the walls of the lodge, creeping along the floor and freezing everything it touched.Tonight was one such night. Hiccup couldn't remember a night when he'd been so cold, the thick knitted blanket underneath the bear pelt did little to stave off the chill that managed to sneak into his bed, no matter how little he moved.His teeth chattered until he clamped his jaw shut until it ached.