《love on the battlefield》 (Ruffnut x gender neutral reader)

This is Berk

This is berk,

Its twelve days north of hopeless and a few degrees south of freezing to death.

Its located solidly in the meridian of misery. My village, in a word sturdy and 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 are the pests. You see, most places have mice or mosquitoes, we have…dragons.

 Most people would leave. But not us. We’re Vikings. We have stubbornness issues. My name’s Hiccup. Great name, I know. But, it’s not the worst. Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls. Like our charming Viking Demeanor wouldn’t do that. 

"Hiccup! What is he doing out again? What are you doing out?! Get inside!"

That’s Stoick the Vast, Chief of the tribe. They say that when he was a baby he popped a dragon’s head clean off of its shoulders. Do I believe it? Yes, I do

"Oh nice of you to join the party! I thought you had been carried off"

"Who me? No come on im way to muscular for their taste, they wouldn't know what to do with all... this."

"Well, they need toothpicks don't they?"

The meathead with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gobber. I’ve been his apprentice ever since I was little. Well, little-er. See? Old village, lots and lots of new houses

"Alright let's go!"

Oh and that’s Fishlegs, Snotlout, Y/n. the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut and…Astrid. Aw, their job is so much cooler.

"Aw come on! Let me out please! I need to make my mark!!"

"Oh you've made plenty of marks... All in the wrong places!"

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

"You can't lift a hammer, you can't swing an axe, you can't even throw one of these!"

"Okay fine... But this will throw it for me"

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

"But its a mild calibration issue"

"No Hiccup if you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you'd have to stop all... this"

"But you just pointed to all of me"

"Yes, thats it stop being all of you"

"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 out there. Because killing a dragon is everything around here.

A Nadderhead is sure to get me at least noticed.

Gronckles are tough. Taking down one of those would definitely get me a girlfriend.

A Zippleback? Exotic. Two heads, twice the status.

Then there’s the Monstrous Nightmare. Only the best Vikings go after those. They have this nasty habit of setting themselves on fire.

But the ultimate prize is the one dragon no one’s ever seen. We call it the… Night Fury. 

This thing never steals food, never shows itself and…never misses. No one has ever killed a Night Fury. That’s why I’m going to be the first.

"Man the fort Hiccup, they need me out there... Stay. Put. There. You know what I mean!"

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"Where are you going?!"

"Hiccup!"

"Yeah i know! Be right back!!"

Hiccup sets up his contraption mumbling to himself, he looks up at the starry sky, waiting

"Come on... give me something to shoot at..."

Two shadows pop up both shooting blue and purple plasma blasts at a tower, knocking it down

Hiccups watches and waits for the perfect shot, which is given to him seconds after

He fires his contraption accidentally shooting twice

Two distressed roars echoed through the air as the shadows fell

Both hit their targets.

"I hit it... Yes I hit it!! Did anybody see that?! .... except for you..."

The Monstrous Nightmare started to chase Hiccup, his screams earning the attention of the chief nearby, who sighs before running over to help.

Hiccup dodges and screams, hiding behind a pillar that was coated in fire moments after, the dragon in question shifts around slightly before going for the kill.

Stoick kicks the beast away, annoying the dragon as they went to shoot at him, only now noticing he ran out of fire power

"You're all out"

Stoick punches and kicks the dragons snout repeatedly before they flew off

Oh and there's one more thing you need to know...

"Sorry... Dad"

The sun was now just starting to show as the dragons flew away with the villages sheep

"Okay but I hit two Night Furies... its not like the last few times dad. I mean I really actually hit it, you guys were busy and I had a very clear shot. It went down just off Raven Point, let's get a search party out there before-"

"STOP! Just stop, everytime you step outside disaster falls did you not see that I have bigger problems, winter is almost here and I have an entire village to feed!"

"Yeah, between you and me the village could do with a little less feeding don't you think?"

The village groan and yell at the boy, deeply offended by his comment

"This isn't a joke Hiccup!! Why can't you follow the simplist orders?!"

"I can't stop myself, I see a dragon and I have to just, kill it you know? Its who I am dad..."

"Ugh you are many things Hiccup but a dragon killer is not one of them... Get back to the house. Make sure he gets there! I have his mess to clean up..."

Gobber walks over wacking Hiccup in the back of the head huffing

"Quite the performance"

"I've never seen anyone ever mess up that badly..."

"Thank you thank you I was trying..."

Gobber grabbed Snotlouts face pushing him to the floor. Making Y/n laugh before they ran over to Hiccup

"Where?" They whispered to him

Hiccup looked at his cousin before telling them where the night furies fell, they ran off before Gobber could question them or get them to leave