Hiccstrid Modern One Shots

Arcade

Was making my English portfolio and had this idea. Hope you like it!

Hiccup had been mindlessly pressing buttons on the arcade machine for the last ten minutes, his eyes focused on something behind the machine that was taking up his attention instead. He couldn't tear his gaze away, yet his fingers were still working away on the buttons of the machine in front of him as though he was still playing.

In actual fact, his time limit on the game had expired minutes ago. However, Hiccup was unaware as his gaze remained fixated upon the two figures standing a little way away from him at another machine.

"Excuse me?" A small voice called out to Hiccup, releasing him from his trance and distracting his gaze away from the couple.

Turning to look at the voice, Hiccup found a small child standing beside him and looking longingly between the machine and Hiccup. Looking down at the child and momentarily forgetting about his previous attention, Hiccup smiled and spoke to the child.

"Is there something I can do for you?" Hiccup asked curiously, tilting his head questioningly as he addressed the child. Nodding nervously, he pointed an unsteady finger towards the machine that Hiccup had parked himself in front of.

"I want to go on that machine." The child announced, their finger continuing to point at it as Hiccup looked between the child and the machine.

Understanding instantly, Hiccup moved aside and smiled apologetically at the child.

"Of course, you can, I'm sorry." Hiccup replied, watching the kid bound happily over to the machine and ignoring his apology as he was finally allowed access to the machine behind Hiccup.

Letting out a quiet sigh, Hiccup lifted his gaze back up to where the young couple had been and found that their figures had mysteriously disappeared from view. With a mild sense of panic rushing through his body, Hiccup walked over to their last known location and searched fruitlessly for their figures, yet could not find them anywhere in sight. Hiccup punched the machine in front of him in annoyance, not realising that the machine was currently occupied by another visitor of the arcade.

"Hey! What's your problem, dude?!" They called out, popping their head out from the confined space of the arcade machine.

The arcade machine itself was quite a sight. The exterior of the machine looked like that of a safari vehicle, with the wheels and windows of the vehicle making up the walls of the machine and the roof enclosing the player within its space and completely closing them off to the rest of the arcade. Hiccup always enjoyed these types of arcade machines as they allowed people to shut themselves off from the rest of the people around, enclosing them in a dark and intimate space.

However, the head that peered out from the side of the arcade vehicle, looked less than impressed by Hiccup's disturbance and eyed him with a threatening glare. Momentarily losing his footing, Hiccup stumbled back a step and retracted his hand from the exterior of the machine that he had unconsciously left there after the impact. His eyes met the deep, blue eyes of the machine's occupant and the confused expression colouring her face as she peered out to inspect the source of the disturbance.

"You okay? Or do you get a kick out of disturbing other people's fun times at the arcade?" The girl asked sarcastically, raising her brow at the boy standing frozen in place in front of her.

Yet, her words did little to disturb his still figure as he continued to stare at the girl as she looked at him from her place in the machine. The awkward silence between them, and the loud blaring sounds from the machine caused the girl to roll her eyes and let out an annoyed sigh.

"Look. You can either join me in shooting the crap out of some zombies or whatever, or you can go off and sulk somewhere else." Her words lingered in the air before Hiccup as she disappeared back into the car shaped machine and the darkness within. Looking around him for a moment, Hiccup pondered over the decision, whether wallowing in his own self-pity would be better than trying to enjoy some time with a relative stranger.