#Schooled

Chapter 6

"That's my house, right there. The brown one."

Hiccup pointed at a cozy looking home that, funnily enough, was not even a five minute's walk from Jack's lake. It resided a few blocks from school in a comfortable looking neighborhood. 

"Let's hurry; I'm cold." Kristoff said.

"It's going to snow in a couple weeks," said Jack, "Winter's not for a while. You're just whining." He was slightly apprehensive about saying that to Kristoff, but judging by his observations, friends seemed to insult more than compliment each other, so long as it was light. He hoped it would make him seem more relaxed. 

"Screw you," said Kristoff with a grin. 

"You're gonna love Hiccup's mom, Jack. She's awesome." Eugene said as they walked up the porch steps to the door. 

"I do kinda have the best mom in the world," said Hiccup with a grin, "She puts up with Eret and she doesn't care that I would rather draw than play sports. Plus she likes making cookies."

Hiccup opened the door. Instantly, Jack was bombarded by a wave of heat from within the house. It wasn't uncomfortable, though. On any other occasion Jack would have shied away from the warmth. But this new, human body actually seemed to like it better than cold.

Appalling. 

"Mom, I'm home!" Hiccup said, "Come in, Jack, quit standing in the doorway like a creep."

"What? Oh, sorry." Jack stepped inside the entry way, not even realizing he had been standing in the way of his door. Could you blame him? He was in awe.

The house was warm and comfortable looking. Hardwood floors, pictures on the walls, with a cinnamon scent radiating from every room. To the left was the living room with very soft looking couches, and straight ahead, the kitchen and dining room, where a gentle looking woman was on her phone.

She looked up with a smile. "Hi, guys. How was school?"

"Good," said Eugene, Kristoff, and Hiccup together.

"Mom, this is Jack." Hiccup said, "He's the one I told you about. We met him this year."

The woman's smile turned soft when she saw that Jack was more than slightly petrified. For whatever reason, facing a Nightmare King and battling against dark nightmare sand was less scary than being in a real home. 

"I'm Hiccup's mom, Valka, nice to meet you." She said. 

"Nice to meet you, too." Jack said numbly. 

"Signing up for the track team?" Valka asked, eyes falling unto the form that was still tucked under Jack's arm. 

"No, not really, I'm just --" He stumbled over the words. "I guess I just have them."

His face turned red. Hopefully he wasn't being rude. 

Valka seemed to realize that Jack was uncomfortably with too much attention and looked at the things they carried. She raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you have enough chips, boys? If you run out I'm sure we have more in the pantry."

"We'll be fine," snickered Eugene. 

"We'll just be in my room, in case you need us." Hiccup said.

"Okay. Hey, tell Eret I want to talk to him, please." She said. 

Hiccup led them down a hallway that was lined with more family photos, a smirk on his face. "That's her Mom Voice. Eret's in trouble."

"Your mom does not have a Mom Voice." Kristoff scoffed.