Today, Hiccup woke up early to get ready for his normal routine. It had been three weeks since Hiccup had forged that battleaxe. The battleaxe earned him a very rare praise from his good friend and trainer Gobber. Now Gobber was not an easy man to impress, but he was impressed. What he can't get out of his mind though was what happened the next day after he forged that axe.
Flashback
Hiccup was exiting his favorite shed to go to his normal workplace. Many still believed that his training at the forge was a bad omen waiting to happen. Along with the fact that after Gobber passes that the forge will be run down and all of their weapons will be problematic.
Today he was heading to Gobber's forge to continue his natural routine of sharpening axes, swords, and repairing maces and war hammers. On his way there, his mind was blocked about how well he had sharpened and made the axe. The curves were right, the blade end was well put, and of course the blades were finely sharpened.
He was completely lost in thought, until he turned the corner and ran into someone. Caught by surprise he fell onto his back with a hard thud. He shook the dizziness away from his head and looked towards the other person to see a very beautiful girl in front of him. Her blonde locks completely falling back and free onto the thick of her spine.
Hiccup got up and dusted himself off real quick before he held his hand out to the young woman. Astrid shook off the dizziness and the headache she felt from the fall she just had. She looked up and saw the perpetrator that had rudely ran into her. He wore a very small coat that she recognized as something that a relative of the chief would wear. His face was not much to look at in her eyes, but what she saw when she looked into his green orbs was nothing but pain. A pain she herself would not wish to inflict more upon. A pain that she was very afraid of experiencing.
When she saw that he had his hand out to her wishing to help her up, her demanding Viking side kicked in. she pushed his hand away and stood up in frustration. Before she could start verbally, and maybe physically, tear him apart she saw him walk away. After his arm was knocked away he knew that this girl had a very angry Viking side to her that hated getting helped. Instead he looked to the side and saw a very recognizable object. Behind her was an axe very carefully shaped and very well done. It was the object that he had worked so hard to make for the past few weeks. He stood above the axe and picked it up. He admired the craft once again.
Astrid turned and saw him with her axe and yelled, "Hey! don't you touch that!" Astrid marched towards him to give him a piece of her mind. Before she could do anything he turned around and held out her axe for her to take. She paused for a moment and looked into his eyes again. With the way he looked it was almost as if he was really close to giving up on life. She did not know what do here. Instead she just took her axe from his hands and thanked him.
"Be careful where you're going next time," she said with a soft voice.
Astrid expected a reply of some sort from him, but sadly all she got was a nod as he turned around and walked away. She watched him walk away for a little while before she looked back at her axe for a second then turned away and continued her walk to find a good place to train. Her walk led to her perfect training place in the woods.
Hiccup arrived at the forge, his mind still on the scene he had just been through. All of those thoughts that moment drifted to the girl he had run into. Her face and figure all perfectly shaped, giving her a very high sense of beauty that many would kill for. Her tone and confidence had completely drawn him to her because of her amazing pride and honor. He shook his head to clear those thoughts out of his mind and focused on his task at hand.
