Jack's sister Punzie goes to ballet class with Hiccup's sister Merida where they get into a fight. This causes Jack and Hiccup to meet and make friends but then 'friends' turns into something more when feelings are uncovered! They then as a couple h...
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WELCUM READER (I'll fuck off now)
Jack was sitting at the TV, feverishly clicking away at his game console. He was so ready to finally beat this level when his phone rang. He paused the game quickly, his adrenaline still pumping from the game.
"Yo!" he answered.
"Yo?" his mom scoffed, "Please tell me that's not how you answer the phone now, sweetie."
He laughed awkwardly, "Sorry Mom, I'll try not to act like a hooligan." He teased.
She mumbled about teenagers for a moment and then sighed, "I know this is very last minute, but I just had to pick up an extra shift here at the salon. I won't make it home until late. I need you to take your sister to her ballet lesson at six."
Jack sighed and nodded, only to realize she couldn't see him, "Okay." He mumbled.
"You know you'll get an allowance out of this." She bribed.
"Then I will make sure I remember." He teased.
"Thank you, angel, you are wonderful." His mother sighed. He knew she was stressed out. Her salon owner was always giving them extra shifts and acted like a high and mighty queen when all her workers did just that, all the work.
"I know." He answered haughtily, making his mom chuckle. He was glad he could do something to cheer her up.
"Dinner is in the fridge, just heat up leftovers, make sure Punzie takes a bath, her booster seat is in the garage, and do your homework!" she ordered.
"Yes, ma'am." He answered in a mocking tone.
"I love you." She said.
"I love you, mom." He answered, hanging up.
He sighed and got back to his game. Lucky for him Punzie's class didn't start for a couple of hours. He'd finish this level and then heat up her dinner.
Unfortunately, by the time he did finish, he only had an hour to get her ready as he could before driving her.
He ran up to her room, quickly getting his shoes on and banging on her door, "Yo! Time to go." He called.
He opened the door and saw her sitting at her desk, drawing a picture, "Hey!" he called, "Time for dance."
"I don't wanna go." She whined.
He groaned and came in to see what could possibly be bothering his six-year-old sister now.
He looked over her shoulder at the drawing. It was a picture of their dad and a little baby girl. Jack frowned and looked away, "So why don't you wanna go?" he asked her, ignoring the drawing.
