Dragons: The New Chief

Chapter 33: A Day to Ourselves

Over the next 3 weeks, the newlyweds became not-so-newlywed. They settled into a routine just as the town had settled down after the celebrations and fell back into their routines. Their day would start with Hiccup waking up at the butt crack of dawn, dressing and going downstairs to help his mother with breakfast, if they were not going to the great hall for breakfast that morning, while he let Astrid sleep until it was done.
Sometimes the rolls were reversed when Hiccup had a late night with chiefing, which happened a lot. If and when that was the case, Astrid usually brought Hiccup breakfast in the morning, whether it was from their own kitchen or the towns.

After that, the two would take a couple laps around the island and the surrounding islands as exercise for their dragons and as a morning 'patrol' as Hiccup had advised the village council, which comprised of him, Gobber, Gothi, Snotlout, Spitelout and Loke. A few days after the wedding Hiccup had decided to give his cousin some work since Astrid said he wasn't much help at the academy, so he gave him his father's job, who used to be the chief's right hand man in battle. Now, Spitelout was just coaching his son. He was slightly happier although he still want's Snotlout to be chief, but every time he mentions it, Snotlout seems a little irritable.

A meeting would be held every week, just to catch up on things that need to be done or things that they had seen, like the other day when Hiccup was taking his morning fly with Toothless, Astrid and Stormfly as well as the babies, they had flown a little south just to check on a small neighboring island not too far away. When they had arrived, the island had been overrun by thugs. There were no signs of the villagers that had lived there, but their boats were missing. Hiccup said that he is betting they escaped.

The council worried about them coming to raid Berk, well, all of them except for Loke, who just sat back in his chair with his arms folded and his lips tight. He wasn't much help, just sitting there quietly unless there was something severe, which Hiccup hadn't experienced yet.

Luckily Hiccup was able to calm the group, saying that it didn't look like they were going anywhere soon, so that was the end of that.

The meetings usually happen right after his morning flight so after that is when Hiccup and Astrid part for a while. She goes off to the academy with the twins, Fishlegs and Eret to train the younger children, with the boys training the older children and the girls training the younger, while Hiccup went off to start on his list. Hiccup always hurried to get it done, but did it right of course. Every now and then, or more like every hour, Hiccup would find ten minutes to wander off to the academy and make a 'surprise' visit to the children. Officially he was there for their training, but everyone else knew he just wanted to see his wife.

Eventually he would get caught by Gobber or Gothi and have to head back to work if he didn't do so himself. When midday would come around, Hiccup and Astrid would meet back at home for a meal before heading back to work and following the same routine as the morning.

If Hiccup wasn't staying out too much later when he had to work overtime on the list, Astrid would join him after dragon training. If he had seen it getting too late, or seen Astrid yawning constantly as she helped him finish with saddle orders, he would send her home, much to her disappointment and protest. She gave in though, her fatigue getting the better of her, and went home, changed into one of Hiccup's tunics and went to bed after checking on Stormfly one more time.

However, If Hiccup had managed to finish early or on time, he and Astrid would go for another fly with their dragons before heading home for the night. Sometimes they would join the village for dinner and other's they would enjoy a home cooked meal by Mrs. Hofferson herself. Astrid did find time to get together with Heather and learn how to cook, so it wasn't as bad a before and definitely not as bad as Valka's cooking.