Remember, Hiccup (HTTYD)

An Unpleasant Surprise

"Hmm," was all the elderly, hunched over women muttered while she examined Hiccup, sitting in a chair still unconscious. The teens had raced their dragons to get Hiccup to the village healer in time. But to be honest, she was just making them more worried about Hiccup's condition with all her 'Hmm's'.

"Is all she ever says is 'Hmm'?" Ruffnut asked her brother, Tuffnut, who replied, "Beats me, all I know is I don't ever want to be examined by her in my life," he said as he watched Gothi slap Hiccup's freckled cheeks a few times.

"Shh!" Astrid scolded them with a glare. Out of all the teens, she was the most worried about Hiccup making her even more intense. 

When they had first arrived at Gothi's, Snotlout, limping badly from his accident with Hookfang and with an unpleasant scorch mark on his behind, demanded that he should see Gothi first due to his 'fried rear end.' This had gotten him a death glare from Astrid and an icy reply of, "Hiccup's to see Gothi first. No exceptions." Snotlout had backed off in a hurry after that, even he knew better than to mess with Astrid.

The teens continued to look on in silence as Gothi examined Hiccup, but then a voice that scared the living daylights out of all of them boomed, "Son!"

Stoick came bursting through the door to healer's house, nearly knocking it down, followed by Gobber, and a pink-faced, huffing Fishlegs.

"I got them" he told the group gasping for air and nearly collapsing on the floor.

"Just why did we choose him to go run and get the chief and Gobber?" Snotlout asked rudely as he looked at Fishlegs, whose legs were shaking and struggling to hold him up. Fishlegs was not exactly the most athletic out of the group.

"Because, you would probably have taken your time basking in your glory of getting to tell the chief and Gobber that his son had an accident," Astrid told Snotlout matter-of-factly, sticking a finger on his chest before pointing to the twins and telling them, "And you two would have been distracted by Thor knows what."

"Us?" the twins asked while pointing to themselves with mock innocence. "We would never... Hey, look at that shiny thing over there!" they said as they pointed to one of Gothi's many treasures.

"I rest my case," Astrid muttered as the twins continued looking at the shiny object and making comments about it.

Fishlegs was now standing next to Astrid as he said, still gasping for air, "Ugh, the chief went berserk on me when I told him that his son fell off his dragon and was knocked unconscious."

"What did you expect him to be like all calm and, 'Oh, my son's been injured? Oh well, accidents happen'," Snotlout retorted, mimicking the chief's voice.

"Well no, but I didn't think he'd grab me and lift me off the ground!" Fishlegs shot back with slight terror in his eyes.

"Quiet all of you!" Stoick demanded as the room once again went silent at the boom of his voice. He then asked Gothi in a much quieter and anxious voice, "Is he going to be alright?" Stoick loved his son with all his heart and didn't want to lose him like he almost did in the battle with the Red Death, a huge, monstrous dragon.

Gothi then replied by writing runes in the sand she used to communicate. Stoick had always been baffled by the women's handwriting so he turned to Gobber to translate.

"She says 'Hiccup is divine, but it will take him a lime to recover'"

The wacky translation got him confused looks from around the room and a smack from Gothi's staff to the knee which made him clutch it in pain before realizing he had read her message wrong. He then said, "Oh, my mistake. What she really said was 'Hiccup will be fine, but it will take him some time to recover'."