Hiccup and Astrid

long time ago

Stoick watched his son and the blonde sitting together talking and laughing, and he remembered.
 A childlike laugh rang out when the sun was just rising. Hiccup, a young toddler, was taking his first few steps.
"You're almost there, son," encouraged Stoick, purely fascinated by his son walking, arms outstretched. Hiccup's mother, valka, looked on as well.
A few more steps and suddenly Hiccup toppled over, landing on his rump.
Stoick jumped slightly at the sight of his son falling. Usually he would begin to bawl, but today was different.
Hiccup was laughing, a cheerful, bright laugh. Concentrating, he stood up and toddled over to his father, giggling the whole way.
"Amusing, eh?"
Stoick picked up Hiccup with one large hand, as small as he was, and steered over to the wooden washbasin in the corner.
"Time to wash up,"
he said, undressing the child and settling him down into the lukewarm water. Hiccup immediately began to lightly splash.
"Stoick? It's almost time for Finn's wedding. Hurry and dress the boy." Valka warned. Finn was Stoick's friend, and was getting married that day.
"Alright, alright,"
Stoick pulled Hiccup out and dried him off with a cloth, then dressed him in a fancier tunic and vest. Slipping pants and boots on the child, the family of three left the house upon the hill.
"Son, you must not drop those rings."
whispered Stoick into Hiccup's ear. Hiccup was fingering a leather box playfully and whispered back,
"Yes, Dad. I won't drop the box with rings." 
"That's my boy."
Stoick patted his son gently on the back and continued to listen to the ceremony as the priest watched Finn exchange payments to the bride, a sword, and finally, Hiccup would have to walk down the walkway to pass the rings to the priest.
Standing Hiccup up, his father steadied the boy, hoped he wouldn't trip, and watched him wait at the walkway for the flower girl.
The flower girl was the Hofferson's daughter, Astrid. 
She was dressed in a fine dress of pale pink, and took Hiccup's hand. They smiled at one another and began to walk hand in hand, down the aisle with every other guest watching them.
Including Stoick, who was praying that his son wouldn't trip and become the laughing stock for years to come.
Thankfully, the children safely passed the rings to the priest. But oddly, they did not walk back down the aisle. There they stayed, standing face to face just like the bride and groom was. Nobody laughed, so Stoick's son wasn't the laughing stock yet.
Yet.
"Finn, do you take Dahlia to be your wife?" rumbled the priest.
"I do."
"Dahlia, do you take Finn to be your husband?"
"I do."
"Exchange the rings, and I pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. MacManus!" They leaned to kiss and everyone began to erupt in cheers.
But suddenly, no one expected Hiccup to imitate the real couple and they all watched him kiss Astrid clumsily on the cheek.
Stoick watched in astonishment as his friend patted his son on the head, and walked the two children back to their rightful parents.  valka and Mrs Hofferson gazed at each other knowingly, with the fathers chuckling and brushed the scene off.
Little did Stoick know that he would probably see his son, fully grown, kiss that same girl when she reached the same age.

Until then.
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To be continued...