The Enemy {Hiccelsa}

Chapter 4

Hiccup POV
"Elsa..." I start.

She looks like she's sad now...

"That's amazing!" I say. Elsa's eyes widen.

"Really? You're not gonna freak out, call me a monster and be scared of me?" she asked, with a confusion in her eyes.

I grab her hand.
"I would never call you a monster, Elsa. I'm not freaking out, and I'm not scared. I'm more surprised! And amazed!" I say.

She looks me in the eyes and I melt in her beautiful blue eyes.

"That means so much to me...everyone thinks I'm a monster..." she says, with tears in her eyes.

How could anyone think that? She's amazing!

"They shouldn't think that of you. They don't know you."

Elsa smiles and wipes her eyes.
She has such an amazing smile.
"Thank you, Hiccup."

I realize I'm still holding her hand.
I slightly blush and let it go.
"Sorry.." I say quietly.

Not sorry.

Elsa chuckles. "It's okay, I'm actually quite surprised that your hands didn't freeze. Usually everything I touch freezes unless I wear gloves and—oh no!"

"What's wrong?"

"I-I don't have my gloves! What if I lose control?!" she starts to panic, and the grass under her feet starts to freeze, and so do her hands.

I grab her hands once again.

"What are you doing?! You could get killed!—" Elsa starts, but I interrupt. "I don't care! You can control this, Elsa! Just don't panic! You've been able to control it up till now, and now that you started to panic..."

Elsa looks at me surprised. Her hands are very cold.
"Y-you're right..." she says, and the ice dissapears.

"I knew you could do it." I say, smiling.

"Thank you, Hiccup!" she says, and hugs me, which took me by surprise. I hugged her back. When she retreated, I wanted to hug more but I decided not to.

Damn hormones.

"Come on! Let me introduce you to my dad!" I say, grabbing her hand and dragging her to the big hall, where he loves to hang out.

When we arrived, I saw my dad.

"Hiccup, my boy!" he begins. He looks at Elsa. "Is this the mysterious girl I've heard about? The one from Valhi?" (A/N: pronounce it as Val-High. Think of Valhalla :)! )

"Yeah...this is Elsa! Elsa, meet my dad!" I say, and I hope she won't act like from where she's actually from, because that would make my father suspicious.

"Uuhhh....hi chief!" she says nervously.

My father laughs. "You're just like Hiccup! Bit shy, eh?"

Elsa laughs. I like it when she laughs.

"But I need to talk with Hiccup, if you don't mind." he says. Elsa shakes her head and leaves. I hear a small whisper. "See ya!"

My father comes to me with a letter.
"Son, we've found out what the weapon is."
"What is it? What does it do?"
"We only know that the princess is the weapon. They say she's a cold-blooded murderer."

Then we both laugh.
A girl?
"Dad, we would destroy her before she could even grab a sword!" I say, though I don't really like the idea of killing someone.