The rain still falling Hiccup continued
"...
All right, then, no healer, but at least let me help you get home. Okay?"
" I can find home," you said indignantly as you teetered dangerously towards the edge of the platform.
I grabbed your arm and steered you gently back toward the village.
"Yep, sure you can. You're Astrid the Mighty. All us mere mortals tremble in your wake."
This elicited an unexpected giggle from you. "You're kind ob funny, you know that?"
"That's right. Hiccup the Hilarious. Don't you forget it."
We shuffled on for a little while in silence until I steeled myself enough to say,
"I can't believe your parents would just go off and leave you like this."
"I'b perfectly capable ob taking care ob byself! I'b twelb years old!"
Your free hand swung wide toward me, but I ducked it easily. However the momentum spun you completely around and you cried out dizzily. I grabbed you around the waist to stabilize you. Surprisingly I didn't immediately faint from the intimate gesture, though I did notice the enticing scent of honeysuckle drifting from your hair.
"Yeah, you're doing just fine on your own,"
I replied putting you back on the right direction.
"I'm just here to make sure you don't faceplant into the gutter and drown yourself. Then who would protect us from all those nasty dragons?"
"Exactly,"
you said agreeably.
"Just like you; without you who would….what do you do again?"
I sighed.
"Sharpen those pretty weapons that kill the dragons."
"Right!"
You said lifting a finger into the air.
"Sharp weapons are important! Blunt weapons are pretty goob too."
I nodded automatically as you started rambling about various weapons, their speeds and weights, and why you liked them or not. Amazingly, you began to sound like Fishlegs spouting off random facts. He made mental note never to tell you about that comparison in his lifetime.
We finally arrived at the Hofferson homestead and I paused outside the door, feeling hesitant to simply open it and walk in. I looked at you, but you were staring at your feet relating the time you tried throwing your father's hammer only to have it drop on your foot.
"…couldn't walk for two weeks. Neber using a habber again!"
"Um, Astrid, we're here. Should I, uh, just, um, you know…"
"Huh?"
"The door?"
"So open it."
"Um, okay, that's fine. Sure."
I lifted the latch and swung the door open, then sidled through, my arm still wrapped around your waist. Once inside, I felt reluctant to remove it. we stood side-by-side for a moment as I looked around. The single ground floor room looked familiar, being that it shared the same general floor plan of every other domicile in Berk, but there something else about the cozy home that struck my memory.
"Have I been here before?"
I asked out loud, though I wasn't specifically addressing you..."
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