Once upon a time there was a beautiful witch named Merida. She was very cunning and wonderful at spells. However as the times changed witches began being persecuted and destroyed out of fear. She went into hiding and now lived as a simple woodcarver like her former teacher had. She even secured a cloaking spell so no one could find her hut unless she wanted them to. This spell lasted for years until one day a young man from a small village was wandering around the woods.
There he saw the young witch's hut. He was known to be a curious one so he couldn't help but go up to the mysterious hut and knock on its door.
Merida jumped at the sudden knock at the door. She hadn't had company in a while.
She snapped her fingers and a magic mirror appeared in her hand.
"Mirror show me who is outside my hut please." She asked.
The mirror showed her the young man known as Hiccup standing outside her hut.
"That can't be, no one can see me." She said.
"Dearie you don't get to pick who finds you. If they really need you they will find you." She heard her teacher's words in her head.
She opened the door.
"We're closed," she said and slammed the door shut before the man could say anything.
He was a bit confused and decided to knock on the door once again.
She opened it again "What do you not get that we're closed."
She tried to shut the door again but something blocked the door. It was the young man's foot, well actually it was his prosthetic foot made of steel.
"I was wondering if I could speak to the owner?" Hiccup asked.
"I am the owner and we spoke now goodbye." She said through the tiny opening of the door.
"What do you sell here?"
"Wood carvings." She replied.
"May I see some?" He asked.
"No." She said "Ow!"
A broom stick had hit her on the head.
"Are you alright?"
She muttered a swear and rubbed her head "Yes something from the shelf fell. Listen do you have money to pay for one of my carvings?" She asked.
"Yeah I have 12 shillings," he said.
"Fine that's good enough. Look around pick out something you like." She said.
The young man looked around the little hut. Whatever he thought was inside compared nothing to what was in front of him. Hundreds of wood carvings, chairs, dressers, tables, bowls, vases, everything! Most of them had some sort of bear design.
"I'm guessing your favorite animal is a bear?" Hiccup said.
"I prefer horses actually, most of these were made by the previous owner but the ones with horses are all mine." She replied as she began another wood carving,
"You know I've seen this place at least a dozen times and I never thought it would be a wood carving store."
Merida's eyes shifted back to the young man. "This isn't the first time you've seen this place?"
"No of course not. I just didn't have the time to come inside, but I found it a couple of weeks ago,"
"That's impossible. I'm sure I did it correctly... Who else has seen my house?" She asked accusingly.
