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time of the month

TW: so basically periods and that stuff if it triggers you. if you're a guy and isn't comfortable with a subject like this, then this is your last warning

to my girls out there - iykyk

takes place at whichever time of the httyd timeline you want! + in astrid's pov

You know, sometimes I hate being a girl. I wish I were a man sometimes. I hate that we're the ones that need to carry the child in our stomachs for 9 months.

I hate that we aren't free to do whatever we want like men. I hate it when people call us weak and a crybaby just because of our gender.

But above all, I hate that one week every single month. That one week where I'm just lying in bed and suddenly it feels like a thousand people are punching me in the stomach.

That one week where I wake up with all my clothing waist down is covered in blood. And of course that one week where I just can't be helpful or do anything because it hurts to much!

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I had just finished the most tiring week of the whole year. The week where I train from 5 in the morning to 11 at night. The week where I get no rest whatsoever. 

It was finally Friday night and I plopped myself down in Hiccup's bed, relaxing into the soft touch of his fur duvet. 

Everything was perfect. I had the next few days of pure rest and relaxation. No training, no lessons, just a day where nothing goes wrong. 

Well, that's what I thought.

Hiccup was spooning me from the back and I was tucked under the covers as my body was pressed against his warm figure. 

Suddenly, I felt that horrible feeling of something wet between your legs. Oh shit. I thought and let out a bunch of curses in my mind. 

Right after the worst week of the year just has to be the worst thing that could ever happen to a girl. Well, me. 

Hiccup had reindeer fur under us and if I didn't get up and do something, I'd make an extremely obvious stain in the morning. I can't embarrass myself like that! Not in front of Hiccup!

note: reindeer fur had a rather light colour to it so any stains on it would be pretty obvious, even if it was just a small stain.

The only problem is that he had a firm grip on me with his arm wrapped around my waist. 

I grabbed a nearby pillow and slowly wiggled out of his grip, replacing myself with the pillow. Quietly, I got off the bed and checked the bed for any stains. I must be Loki's favorite valkyrie because there just had to be a small red stain on the fur. 

There wasn't anything I could do about it now, right? So I just used the remaining blanket to cover it up and went downstairs to the living room, making sure Hiccup didn't wake up. 

Right hand holding a candle and left arm clutching my stomach out of pain. I walked down the stairs as fast as I could and plopped myself down onto the couch near the fire. 

I groped around for a soft pillow and when I finally found one, I placed it on top of my stomach and hugged it tightly, praying the cramps go away so I can go back to sleep. 

The cramps were so bad that I couldn't even stand up and walk around. My mom always told me that walking helps with cramps. But I can't even get up because they hurt too much!