Set after the Shellfire arc, but what if they still don't know that Hiccstrid is already betrothed?
There's definitely a HIMYM reference here.
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The gang was together for breakfast. Even Heather and Dagur were visiting to see how things were going after the whole Shellfire fiasco. It was quite a nice morning, ignoring all the earthquakes and lava spewing everywhere. Although, the gang noticed something odd about a certain warrior and a certain dork.
'Hiccstrid, they're acting awfully close.' Snotlout thought to himself. 'I mean, they've always been close. But these days they seem so much closer.' Snotlout thought to himself once more.
The two stood up from their table and went out, still being playful.
"You guys noticed that, right?" Snotlout said to the group.
"Moficed whaf?" Dagur speaking while chewing on muttonchops, earning a nudge from Heather.
"What are you talking about exactly?" Heather replied to Snoutlout, acting like she doesn't know anything.
"I believe what my Snotty friend is referring to, is the situation regarding our Hiccupy friend and the blonde dame." Tuffnut proudly states.
"You know, the thing about Hiccup, dying." He continues.
Ruffnut shoves his brother, "I told you, Hiccup's not dying. Astrid's the one that's dying!"
"For the last time you muttonheads! No one's dying! It's gambling! GAMBLING!" Snotlout shouts at the twins.
"Oooookay, so, how are you guys gonna deal with all the erup-" Heather tries to change the subject but gets cut off by Tuffnut.
"¡No! Se trata de la muerte de Hiccup y / o Astrid, ¡buen señor! (No! It's about Hiccup and/or Astrid dying, good sir!)" "¡Así es! (That's right!)" The twins declared.
"I-I have no idea what you muttonheads just said, but I'm pretty sure it's about you're thing about Hiccup or Astrid dying, and I'm telling you it's full of yakdung!" Snotlout pointed out, crossing his arms. Really? Dying? That's stupid.
"Oh yeah? Wanna bet?" Tuffnut intrigues Snotlout.
"Alright, sureWe'll bet five... hundred gold pieces!" Tuffnut glares at Snotlout.
"We don't have five hundred gold pieces, I'm pretty sure you don't have that either, and I'm not willing to bet macey!"
"Well, what do you have?" Snotlout says, and the twin began to think.
Dagur chimes in "Slap bet!" which earns a "Gesundheit." from Tuffnut.
"No, I mean slap bet. The ultimate wager game." Dagur repeats.
"Slap bet? What's that?" Fishlegs says.
"Whoever's right gets to slap the other so hard right in the face, but no rings." Heather explains while the twins groans in the disappointment about the no rings rule. Fishlegs raises an eyebrow at her.
"W-What? I'm a berserker, I learn the ways of my people." Heather says defensively.
"Ah. I remember playing it as a kid. I'd send kids home with red hand marks on their faces." Dagur began to reminisce.
"Most of the times that I'm wrong, I slap them anyway, hah~ Good times." Dagur continues, then lets out a satisfied sigh.
"This seems childish, although we are talking about the twins and Snotlout." Fishlegs shrugs. Being childish was probably an everyday thing for the twins, and Snotlout.
"You can be slap bet commissioner." Dagur offered Fishlegs.
"Ooooooh, what are my powers?" Fishlegs giggles, and is now completely on board.
"Well, when a problem arises and they need a ruling, that's your job." Heather explains to Fishlegs.
"But you have to be unbiased, and put the integrity of being the slap bet commissioner above all else. This is an honor that will show on your gravestone. And pride will show on your face." Dagur says proudly, as if talking about the Bererker's pride.
"And soon, my hand will show on your face." Snotlout says to the twins, in which made the twins glare at him.
"Está en. (It is on.)" Tuffnut says, and Ruffnut nods. 'Oh, this won't end well.' Heather thought to herself.
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