Mericcup One-shots

#24 Bar

Plot: Merida and Hiccup met again... in the bar. Gawd! I don't wanna spoil anything.

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Merida

I went in the bar, where I'm gonna get a job.

"Okay, sir, What's mah job?" I asked my manager, Mr. Vuitton.

"You're gonna be le bartender." He answered with a hint of French accent.

I widened my eyes. "Bartender!? What does Bartender do?" I asked innocently.

"You know, le person lat serves drinks in bars." He explained.

I widened my eyes even more. "Ye mean, the one that juggles the bottle, before serving it??" I asked.

"Zefinitely." He answered.

I pouted. "Aye... dunno how to juggle bottles in the air." I told him.

"Then, you must have le training." He said.

**next day, after the training**

"Aye did it!" I squeaked proudly, while juggling several bottles in the air.

"Good for you. You can start later 10 at night." He said and left, while I, on the other hand, just can't stop juggling the bottles.

**later**

People are just partying and dancing on the dance floor. The dj was just doing some beats, but no one even bother to drink, well, not all.

A guy with a brown shaggy hair and vague appearance sat down on one of the long legged chairs beside the counter, and I can tell he's frustrating. But he's kinda familiar.

He groaned and dropped his head on the counter, which is just between us.

**ackward silence**

"Err... do ye want some drinks?" I asked.

"What drinks are available there?" He asked back, lifting his head a bit but not having an eye contact with me.

"Gin, Champagne, Vodka, Absinthe, Wine..." I said as I kept saying the available drinks.

"Those won't help me. Can you please give me a glass water with ice cubes?" He suggested, still looking away.

Wow, he sure isn't alcoholic. I nodded and fill water in the glass before putting some ice cubes. "Don't ye want any... aye dunno... alcoholic drinks?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No thanks." He said before drinking his water.

I nodded again and start wiping some glasses under the counter, until...

He sobbed his heart out. That made me almost drop the glass I'm wiping.

I bit my lip, because this scene kinda break my heart. "Uhmm... are ye okay?" I asked.

He shook my head. "No. My girlfriend just broke up with me, because she's gonna enroll in this... university." He told me.

I really can't help but ask "Who's the girlfriend?" I asked.

"Astrid." He answered quietly.

Wait... Astrid?? There's only one guy that loves her, and that's the person I've been having a crush on years ago.

I looked at him sharply. "H-Hiccup??" I stuttered, shocked. I've been having a crush on him since we're high schools. But, I kinda forget some details about my highschool story until he showed up in front of me. He made me remember anything.

My cheeks felt warm as He lifted my head higher with wide teary eyes. "DunBroch??" He asked back, wiping some of his stray tears. He always calls me by my last name since high school days.

I smiled sadly. "Ahm sorry about Astrid. She don't deserves a sweet and cute guy like ya." I said, but then... FUCK! WHAT DID I JUST SAID!? No. No. No. Please don't tell me I just called him cute and sweet.

I flushed madly after I realized it. He smirks. "You know, I'm in love with you before I liked Astrid??" He asked.

I widened my eyes with a slight smile. "Nuh way..." I shrieked.

"Yeah way, not just because you're a girl, you're so unlike the other girls who are so clingy, I mean, you're so out of my league and I love i--" He explained, kinda stuttering at his words, but I cutted it off by kissing his cheek.

He blushed. "Aye love ye too. Will ye please cherish mah words?" I asked hopefully.

"I will."

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