Life on Berk

Snoggletog Distractions

A/N: GUYS, I'M ALIVE. I'm sorry I haven't updated this in so long, but I've been busy. I'm still on holiday, and I'm writing short Miraculous Ladybug stories like crazy... That's my new favourite thing by the way. But I'm not abandoning HTTYD. Not anytime soon. Promise. Just Friends will be updated soon enough. With the new season coming, I'll have a bit more direction with the Hiccstrid plot. Did you guys see the trailer? I FEEL SOOO GOOODDDD! :D

This is my Secret Odin gift for boggled-senseless on Tumblr. You can find me there at the username dragontrainer013. :)

"Up a little, left," Hiccup instructed as Fishlegs hovered around on Meatlug placing decorations on the Snoggletog trees. "Perfect!" Meatlug landed beside Hiccup.

"It looks great, Chief!" Fishlegs grinned. "Told you it would be fine!"

Snotlout jumped off Hookfang who had landed not far behind them. He placed a beefy arm around the Chief's shoulders. "It looks fine, but I bet I could've done it WAY better!" He smirked.

Hiccup chortled. "If you're so sure about that, I'll let you take over next year. As long as the village approves, which I doubt they will," he retorted. It was the first Snoggletog without Stoick, and Hiccup had been nervous about putting up the Snoggletog decorations without his father's guidance. Putting up the decorations had never been his primary concern since the dragons came about. The other riders had done everything they could to reassure Hiccup that he would be fine, and that everyone would help out. As they had promised, everything was moving along swimmingly.

He poked his head around the tree, looking for the blonde Viking and her dragon helping him to lead the tree decorating. He found her standing atop Stormfly putting up a shield. He smiled at her graceful landing on the snow-covered ground before turning around to the Thorston twins who had been arguing about who got to put up the next shield. He sighed and walked over to break up the fight before it escalated.

Despite not giving him any indication, Astrid had noticed him discretely watching her. She directed another Viking to take over before making her way around the Snoggletog tree, only to find her Chief breaking up yet another fight between the twins. She casually leaned against her dragon waiting for him to turn back around. When he did, she smirked.

"No matter how many fights you break up, there will always be more," she remarked.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Can't argue with you there, but at least I can delay the total destruction of the village another day," he replied with a chuckle. That earned him a light punch in the shoulder.

Astrid turned on her heel to head back to the tree, her braid flipping over her shoulder. "Come on, Hiccup. We're nearly done!"

Hiccup stared after her, shaking his head. He shifted his eyes to the tree, which wasn't even halfway completed. Nearly done? Yeah, right. He knew he had a good reason to be nervous. Snoggletog was in two days, and they were way behind schedule. He also knew she was saying that to try to make him feel better about it. He appreciated it, he really did, but it did next to nothing to calm his nerves. Taking a deep breath, he continued leading others through the decorating.

Astrid knew they weren't done yet, not by a long shot. She wanted to find a way to take his mind off things though, help him relax a little. Gods knew he needed it. She glanced down at the snow surrounding her and an idea popped into her head. She grinned mischievously, causing Stormfly to squawk and tilt her head concernedly. Astrid patted her dragon's nose as she bent down to scoop up a handful of snow to shape into a decent-sized snowball.