Hiccup's POV:
This guy, Eugene has been coming in a lot lately. I'm becoming friends with him. He'll come in and talk to me about life. I don't know why, but I feel like he considers me a friend, I know that I consider him a friend, I don't have a lot of those.
Astrid giggles from a bookshelf near where I'm winning up the new releases. "What's so funny?" I ask her, she laughs again and says
"Oh, its just that I'm reading the best ever Writer fiction."
"Writer fiction?"
"Yeah," she goes and takes the book that I'd just set up perfectly off the shelf "Flynn Writer. Nobody knows who he is." I nod then say
"Is it a fan fiction of Emma or Overcoming Cliché?"
"Niether. It's about Flynn himself. Who could he be and stuff." I think for a moment
"Why would you want to know? Isn't it cool to have it be a mystery?" She scoffs
"You don't know anything Hiccup. We want to know because what if he's like this nobody who became everything?" I smile and nod.
I reach over and carefully take the book from her hands, carefully so that I don't get whacked like I did a few weeks ago. I walk back to the counter just as Eugene walks in. "Hey Hicc." he says nodding in my direction "What's up Fitzherbert?" He claps a hand on my back and I smile
"Hey," he says "You got any Writer merch? I want to get something for my girlfriend. She loved the chameleon by the way, thanks for that. Why do you have chameleons here anyways?"
I asses the statements in my mind then say "Yes. You're welcome! The book of chameleons." I lead him to where we keep the romance books "We have these bunny slippers."
Bunny slippers?" he says turning them over in his hands "Why the f-"
I snatch them away from him "Sophia's bunny slippers."
"Oh. . ." he looks lost for a second "Do you have matching Elias slippers?" I reach behind him and grab the fox slippers then hand them to him. "I'll take em' both!" We walk to the cash register and then he whispers "So, Hicc, how's it going with your girl?"
"She's not really responding." I say and the idiot answers this:
"Maybe she's not interested."
"Oh. My. Gosh." I say "Eugene, you should work for the freaking CSI, you're such a genius!" Eugene scowls as he hands me a wad of cash. He grabs the slippers just as I begin
"This is too much-"
"Keep the change you sarcastic little crap face." he says and then walks out the door. Sometimes I wonder why I'm so sarcastic, even to Eugene who's my only friend close to my age, then I remember he's a complete idiot and I go back to enjoying inflicting my sarcasm upon unsuspecting victims.
People pin me as "the boy next door" because I work in a bookstore and I'm really quiet. People pin me as a nerd because I hang out at work and drink coffee after school. People pin me as a lot of different things, its because they don't know me. Its because they don't take the time to.
Hello People! Short chapter. It will get better, I promise. The good thing is you got some sarcastic Hiccup, which is always good, right? Well, whatever, I hope you liked it even a wee bit. I'll update as soon as I can. Love you all! Bye!
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FanfictionFamous actor Eugene Fitzherbert writes books under the pseudonym Flynn Writer. His publisher's son becomes his best friend. Together, Eugene and Jack conquer the world of reading. What they don't know is that not so far from them live their two b...