Hiccstrid one shots

18th birthday (part 3)

Hiccup's POV

"Hiccup!"

I ran downstairs when I heard my Dad yelling for my name.

"Y-yeah? Is there any problem?" Dad looked at me so intensely when he began laughing.

"I didn't know you had it in you! Beating a Jorgenson? Ha! You did me proud Son." Dad hugged me to which I couldn't breath (again).

"D-dad, can't breath." I exhaled when put me down and he puts his hands on my shoulders.

"Really Hiccup, I'm really proud of you." I smiled at him and nodded.

"Thanks Dad." He smiled back and look up and down to me.

"Is that what your wearing?"

I was taken back, "Uh yeah? What else would I be wearing?"

I was wearing a red tunic top and brown pants and had my armor on.

Dad chuckled and went to his room and few minutes later came back with a fur cape with him.

"I wore this on my 18th birthday, it has the Berk's crest on it." Dad draped it onto me and click on the Crest so it won't fall off.

"It looks great on you Son." I smiled at him and adjusted the cape on me since it was kinda heavy.

"So who you taking to the dance?" I was caught off guard to what he said.

"Dance? What do you mean dance, Dad?" I was confused, no one told me I was going to dance.

Dad had a shock on his face, "You didn't know? The Chief's son must pick a girl later to dance with."

I was stunned, I wasn't prepared. I don't know who to choose, well I mean I know who I want to but I'm not sure if she'll agree.

"What if the girl rejects?" I asked since I wasn't sure if she'll want to...

"I don't know Son, no girl viking has ever turn down a dance with the Chief's son. Who wouldn't want to?"

Apparently this girl viking I have in my mind doesn't do dances, she prefers fighting. I didn't want to be humiliated and hurt on my birthday.

"Do I have to Dad?" He just sighed and looked into my eyes.

"It'll be fine Hiccup, She won't reject you ." Dad winked at me and I was both confused and scared.

"Now come on, the people of Berk are waiting for you!"

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Narrator's POV

"Come on Astrid!"

"No!"

Astrid was on the other side of the room and Heather near the door holding a blue dress.

"Astrid! You can't go to the party wearing that!"

Astrid looked down and looked at Heather, she was wearing her blue tunic, spikey skirt and boots with her armor on.

Heather was already dressed in a black dress.

"What's wrong with it? I wear this everytime." Heather just looked at her blankly.

"That's the problem, you wear it EVERY TIME. At least wear something decent for the party!" Astrid squinted her eyes at Heather and shooked her head no.

Heather just groans, frustrated she couldn't get Astrid to wear a dress but suddenly she had an idea and smirked.

"It's a shame the dress is going to be a waste. Hiccup would've love you coming in this dress but I guess your not..." Heather faked her worry voice and dusted the blue dress she was holding.