Brothers - Dagcup Oneshots

☆The piece of me I wish I didn't need☆

It was 4am when Hiccup woke up. Normally he wouldn't wake up that early, but today was a special day. His eyes shot open and he turned his head to his window with a weird feeling in his stomach. He felt something similar when he was about to act on stage back then in theater class, but never that strong.

He looked outside the window and saw how the stars were still shimmering in the dark blue night sky, each one just waiting to tell his story to the world before he would die, never letting the people know what he had seen before they were even born. But a slight shade of deep red was rising from the bottom, turning some blue into lilac and leaving a beautiful galaxy like effect.

But that didn't help Hiccup much. He felt like his organs decided to open an amusement park in his body and now his heart was trying out the rollercoaster accompanied by his stomach. But his stomach had disobeyed the most important rule of going to amusement parks: don't eat too much before going on rollercoasters- especially if they have loops.

And it had eaten all the cotton candy it could find, crossed a shop with pretzels and had eaten them, robbed a shop with ice cream- it had taken the ice cream, not the money apparently-, then sprinted to a place with french fries and stopped for a few minutes. The heart thought that his friend was finally finished with his tour- but it wasn't.

The stomach ran to the next best gherkins it could find and dipped its head in the glass container with the gherkin water and drank all of it. One kidney came to the two and complained about how she would suffocate for this again.

And now the stomach understood why the heart had been warning it.

"Damnit",was all Hiccup could manage to say with one hand in front of his mouth and ran to the bathroom. "I hate you stomach, you know that?",said the brain. The stomach didn't respond to that, it was too busy. "Well, at least we don't have to take care of that stuff again",said the kidney from earlier. "May I just point out",said the stomach exhausted, "That his mom made the meal yesterday- her meatballs. I already said that I don't want to eat that. And I'm not the one who let him think of this crap" "B-but his mom made them!",cried the heart.

"Yeah but let's talk about the fact that-",said the appendix. "Oh shut up appendix no one needs you!",cut him the stomach of, "Whenever you start to talk it ends in a disaster!"

Hiccup went back to bed and curled himself up, the weird feeling not leaving his stomach. How was he supposed to survive the next hours? He looked at his alarm clock and noticed that only 20 minutes had passed since he woke up. "Looks like there are only a few missing",he said sarcastic.

The brown haired boy decided to read a book, because reading is not only calming but you also don't notice how long exactly you've been doing it, the time flows like a river when you're really into a book.

He went over to his shelf and took the first thing that he saw, went to his bed again and started reading in the dim light of his bedside lamp of how the baby boy was placed in front of the door during nighttime without anyone noticing, only a letter laying beside him that would tell his uncle and aunt about him and his dead parents.

Hiccup knew everything about those books. He had read each of them at least 5 times just because he loved the stories, but the first one was still one of his favorites. Everything was new and no end was in sight. It's sad when stories end, even if every word is said and every adventure is experienced so there would be no need to continue it without harming the quality of the content, it's just sad when the story is told and ends.

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6am.

Sunrise.