The Gentle Sniper

Chapter 21: Routine Changes Part 3

I've got this completely under control! - AH

Is that why everything is on fire? Dear, you remind me of Valka on our cooking nights, right now. C'mon, we'll go order some pizza - SH

Fine, but you're teaching me how to cook next time. I'm eighteen now. This is getting embarrassing. - AH

Very well dear. Now, Pineapple and ham? - SH

...Yes, please - AH

...

Viggo stepped past the threshold of Sven's front door and into the frigid Berkian air. "Not to worry, Sven. We'll take care of this development on Drago's behalf."

"See that you do," the officer replied before shutting the door.

With an eye-roll, Viggo turned to Ryker, who had waited outside. "What happened in there?"

"Johann is making a move, brother dearest. I feel it would be wise for us to go and pay him and his bar a visit."

"We should tell Drago as well," said Ryker.

Viggo nodded. "Indeed we should."

Then his phone started to ring.

Across town, Olaf was just arriving at his house, driven home by his niece and nephew.

"Out you get," said Ruffnut. Neither she nor her twin brother had spoken the whole journey until now.

"Rude," the lawyer replied before he got out of the police car.

Once the police marked BMW M5 had driven off, Olaf brought his phone and dialled a number.

"Success," he said after the line connected. "Feel free to tell Drago the good news."

Then the man hung up and headed inside his house.

...

Heather was startled from her seat on her sofa beside her brother, Dagur, when her phone rang, but ignored his questioning look and smiled when she answered it to hear Fishlegs's voice.

"Hey, how you doing?" she asked, as she swiftly left the room, stepping into her apartment's hallway, the show she had just been watching with her older sibling now forgotten.

"I feel like I should ask you that. But I feel like a vegetable right now. Basically a potato at this point."

Heather laughed. "Hey, no self-deprecating humour when I'm not there. Or when I am there, for that matter."

"Noted. Now since I've recently gotten out of the hospital, I've been thinking about when we could go on a date."

"Good idea, but where? There aren't many restaurants that have good wheelchair access."

"True, so I was thinking that we could hang out at my house. Provided you don't mind dogs...?"

"Yeah, I don't mind dogs. So, when should we do it?"

"Maybe this weekend?"

She smiled. "It's a date."

"Great! I'll uh, see you then."

After he hung up, Heather returned to the living room.

"So what was that all about?" asked Dagur.

"Oh, that was some good news. I've got a date planned for this weekend."

Dagur grinned broadly. "That's great, little sis. Anyone, I would know?"

"You should. It's Fishlegs, Hiccup's friend."

"Fishlegs huh?" Dagur blinked. "I didn't know you were into nerds. Guess I'll have to keep an eye on him."

"Hey," Heather laughed, giving her brother a playful shove. "You know he's a big softie."

Dagur shrugged. "Still could hurt you. I told you what Cami leaving did to Hiccup after all."

"You really don't think he would do that, do you? Hiccup would never allow it."