The Gentle Sniper

Chapter 5: Good and Bad Memories

Hiccup was sleeping in his bedroom with Toothless curled up beside him on his bed when the feline suddenly stirred and left his side. He awoke with a start, as he had been leaning on Toothless without realising it. After waking up, he reached under his pillow and took hold of his pistol hidden underneath before proceeding to get out of bed.

The room was sparsely furnished, containing nothing more than a single window, a bed, a nightstand beside it with his phone and Bluetooth headphones on top as well as a tall wardrobe in a corner of the room, its exterior painted white. A digital clock on the wall opposite the bed cast a pale blue light across the room and a radiator by the door provided heat.

His eyes were drawn towards the sound of Toothless pawing at the door. "What is it bud?" he wondered as he walked over to him, using the light from his phone lock screen to illuminate the way to the door. The feline got out of the way as the door opened and the light flicked on, allowing Hiccup to see someone enter the room once his eyes adjusted.

With the door blocking his path partially while helping to conceal him, Hiccup watched as the person, who had a rather short figure, stepped further into the now lit room and approached his bed. The figure began to turn around, so Hiccup stepped forward and pressed his pistol to the side of their head.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

"I was looking for someone, and I think I've found him now," a familiar voice said before the figure removed the balaclava atop her head, revealing blond hair, which confirmed her identity to Hiccup alongside her short stature.

"Cami? Why are you here at-" he looked at the clock mounted on the wall behind her then back to her. "-10 O'Clock. Seriously, Cami?" he asked.

"Nice pyjamas," she said, observing his grey t-shirt and matching shorts while she avoided his question. "You got rid of the picture that we took together. Why?"

"Why do you think, Cami? But you still haven't answered my question yet. Why are you here?"

She looked away from him, focusing on the nightstand now. "Because I wanted to apologise about earlier. I shouldn't have mentioned our past and I think we should both start over."

"This couldn't have waited until the morning? There are these things called texts."

Cami smirked. "Not quite my style. Sneaking in is more my thing."

"Of course," Hiccup rolled his eyes. "How could I forget."

"Anyway, I'm sorry for what I said. I'm Camicazi Berthadottir."

"I'm Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third, son of General Stoick Haddock. Nice to meet you."

She smiled. "Nice to meet you too, Hiccup Haddock."

Then Hiccup brushed past her, heading for the hallway outside.

"Where are you going?" Cami asked him.

"I'm going to my living room. I won't be able to sleep now, so I'm going to watch something on Netflix since I'm not needed back at base."

"Netflix and chill?" Cami asked teasingly.

"Do you want me to get my pistol again?"

"Message received. But you know you should get a better lock you know? The lock you have on your door was too easy."

"Oh for Thor's sake," Hiccup sighed in frustration. "We need to set some ground rules now. No picking my door's lock and no bringing up our past history."

Cami nodded. "That's fair. I accept."

"Do you? I recall you have a habit of breaking into houses. It was how I met you after all."