Happy Snoggletog

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I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! A little treat for the holidays.         --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Your P.O.V.

You had been dating the love of your life for an entire year as of the nearing holiday. It had been the most wonderful year of love and surprise you had ever had, and you hoped it would continue. He appeared to feel the same way and would talk about it with a gleam in his eyes. His world revolved around you just as much as yours did him and all was perfect.

Though you figured the hunters weren't much into this time of year being busy all the time, you were amazed to wake up on Snoggletog with bright colorful lights shining through the wall of your tent and rather sweet smells wafting around. You walked outside and were met with lanterns of various dyes and shades hanging almost everywhere, tables laid out with an indescribable feast waiting to be eaten, and even your dragon's stable was outlined with festive green leaves and red berries.

The sweet smell was a particularly delectable treat of hotcakes and fruit. Your favorite, you mulled over your thoughts as you gazed at the quiet camp. It was still early, and the only ones who would likely be up were the two Grimborn brothers and the cooks. You snatched a pastry from the table and made your way to the larger tent set up as the business center hoping to find your boyfriend.

It was simple to find, since all of their camps tended to be the same general pattern; your boyfriend's tent being the center of it all. You saw that he had even decorated this 'sacred' place of his, showing just how far he was willing to go to show his love for you. What you weren't expecting was the interior of this tent to be just as festive as the camp outside. And for Viggo to be there waiting for you with a nervous smile as he scanned over some documents. 'When was this man ever nervous?' You wondered warily. However, the nervousness seemed to dissipate immediately when he looked up at you from his desk full of papers. "Morning, my dear." he whispered gently. "Happy Snoggletog." You greeted back. "I hope you're pleased." he winked as you practically skipped over to kiss him. "Yes. Very much so." you exclaimed joyfully.

He stood up and offered his hand, which you took, and lead you to the back of the tent behind another curtain. This closed off area was small but covered top to bottom with colorful garlands and decorations. Your jaw hung open as you gasped at his special treat meant just for the two of you. "Well, what do you think?" his voice murmured over your shoulder. "It's gorgeous!" You giggled and spun around to hug him. But when you did you found him on his knee, a small, gold-embossed box with the tribal insignia carved onto the lid sitting in the palm of his hand as he extended it towards you."(Y/n), I knew from the moment I met you that I loved you. You brought back a part of me I didn't know I'd lost, and for that I am forever grateful. You are the light and joy of my life, and I can't imagine a world without you. Will you marry me?"

You were stunned.

Here he was, on his knees, asking you to marry him. The seconds blurred and time seemed to pause and for a moment you could feel your love spanning through eternity itself. Then you realized he was still waiting for your answer. "Yes!" you cried as you flung yourself into his embrace. He gave a relieved sigh as he hugged you back. You leaned back to look him in the eye as he placed a beautiful ruby and diamond encrusted ring on your finger. He pulled you into a kiss while you wrapped your arms around each other to close as much distance as possible between you.

In that moment of time, it was just the two of you; two people held together by a love strong enough to save. And best of all, you knew your life was only going to get better now that you would walk through it together.


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