𝙃𝙞𝙘𝙘𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙙 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨💞

I'm not drunk. Are you?

Welcome back!

I'm not gonna yap today.

Enjoy <3
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"It's time to celebrate!" Tuffnut yelled, waving a flask of mead around in the air. After countless days of fighting, the edge was experiencing a period of detenté for the first time in months. He took a huge swig of the lukewarm liquid. A burning sensation tingled in the back of his throat.

"Preach brother!" Ruffnut snatched the bottle from her brother. The gang sat around a small campfire, each with a mug in their hand that Tiffnut intermittently refilled. They took turns dramatically telling stories of the raids, each from their own perspectives. "And then!" Ruffnut waved her hands in the air expressively. "As if in slow motion," she leaned in, "I threw my mace and it hit him in the head!" She revealed. The gang responded with respectful 'oohs' and laughs.

"I'm not sure that's how I remember it." Tuffnut pondered, tapping his finger on his chin, comically. "And I should know. I was there." He furrowed his eye brows.

Ruffnut threw a fist into her brothers stomach. "Yes it is!" She argued.

"I think the mead is going to your heads." Snotlout flicked Tuffs helmet. But that didn't stop their arguing.

"Guys! Settle! We all remember things differently." Hiccup chimed. "How about we talk about something else then-"

"Truth or dare!" Tuffnut cut him off.

"No!" Hiccup declined. But that didn't stop them, for Tuffnut had already claimed his first victim.

"Snotlout! Truth or dare!" Snotlout obviously chose the latter. "I dare you to kiss your one true love!" He ordered. Right as Astrid began to recoil he continued. "Thor Bonecrusher!" He announced. Fishlegs' face dropped in fear as Snotlout approached. A strong whiff of mead filled his lungs as Snotlout placed a lasting peck on his cheek. The twins cheered at the sight, Fishlegs swallowed a mouthful of vomit.

The cold night air tussled the gangs hair and sent shivers down their spines as Snotlout sent glares around the circle, selecting his victim. Round after round, everyone chose dares, taking advantage of each others inebriated state, forcing each other to do things that they would never agree to in a sober mindset. Eat a stick, kiss fishface, mix a shot of mead with fish oil, eat a clipping of Tuffnut fingernail, kiss the girl you've been in love with for the last fifteen years. Wait. Let's go back to that last one.

"Okay one last round!" Hiccup finally agreed.

"Okay then!" Tuffnut raised his hands in surrender. "Hiccup. Truth or dare?" He asked simply, a mischievous smirk spread across his face.

Hiccup let out a deep sigh before answering, "dare." Defeatedly. He bit his bottom lip in anticipation, able to guess what the final dare of the night would be.

"I dare you," he squinted, already so proud of what he was about to say. "I dare you, to kiss the girl you're truly in love with." He stifled a giggle.

All colour drained from Hiccups face. He could feel Astrid's eyes glaring laser beams through his soul. Dispite knowing the dare was coming, hearing the words spoken out loud was different. He took a deep breath before turning to meet her. He placed a hand on her cheek and mustered up all of the confidence he had and leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. And to his greatest surprise she didn't pull away and beat him to a pulp! She leaned in. After what felt like an eternity, a warm blush filled his cheeks and he pulled away, his hand lingering on her cheek. He suddenly became aware of the cheering and whistling coming from the gang. He had to force himself to look away from the beautiful girl still staring into his soul. "Okay! Okay! That's enough games for tonight! We all need some rest." He tried to keep his normal leader-ish voice, but he couldn't help but speak breathlessly due to his fluttering heart. "We have a long flight back to Berk tomorrow." He concluded.