Oh hel, i deleted this original!!
So, Snotlout has a dare for Hiccstrid kiss- will it be love or disaster????
same storyline as original but with more detail & more chapts.
I do not own any of the characters included, as it is based off of RTTE an...
Sorry, LIFE is so slow and writing is taking FOREVER!!! And I have written the first chapt of 'RTTE Texting'. But now here u go:
*Hiccup's POV. Another month later*
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!" I scream, bringing my head to rest on the bed. "That was the worst yet, we really have to try something new now." I say to Toothless.
He walks up to me, cooing gently into my face. "Toooothleees! C'mon bud, let's get to bed; it's getting late." I says as he takes his place on his rock and lights it up.
"Night, bud," I yawn, as his big eyes close sleepily.
The next morning I wake to find a Terrible Terror scrambling on my face, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!! Oh my Gods!!" I yell, trying to get if off, causing- "AAAARRRRGGG!" ...awful pain...
I tear it from my face, nearly taking my skin with iiiiiiit. "Ow. Good Thor!" I say, rubbing my cheek and taking a parchment from its front left leg.
My dear Hiccup I read,
To mark the middle of your dear wife's second month in captivity I am making an offer for you to have a chance to see her once more. And if you're luck - get her back to you're home.
If you would like to take this chance, meet me this Wednesday at noon on my island base, not a minute later than noon or I will have to reconsider Mrs Haddocks life-style in a cell to something worse.
Tell me if you can't do Wednesday then on Thursday we will raid your island.
Yours on behalf of the Dragon Hunters,
Viggo Grimborn.
"Oh Gods, he wouldn't...would he Toothless?" I ask the night-black dragon and he looks up, his face worried, "but...we can't take the chance that Astrid could be hurt. C'mon bud, let's tell the others." I say, racing towards the door.
(Toothlesses worried face 😔)
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*Astrid's POV*
I groan, rubbing my eyes of sleep ash, I pull myself up the sloping wall to the small window, staring at the black, star-twinkling night sky. I slide myself back down to the flat, wooden planks and grab a blanket and dressing gown.
I change, keeping on my leggings and breast-bandings, under the sheltering blanket.
I lay back onto the wall, taking my water bucket and cupping some water onto my hand and pouring it into my mouth, hydrating my body. I do this many more times, cupping the water and bringing to to my mouth.
