When I Come Back

Beautiful

Hiccup

    I follow my dad and we unexpectedly end up at an all too familiar door. 

   I have never been more nervous coming to this door than I am now. 20 years of my life I have known this door and the people behind it, but I've never had to face the very person that will open the door in a situation like this. 

   Someone I've known my entire life just became the scariest person I've had to face yet. All because my dad decided to drag me to this door. 

   I hesitated before knocking, not because I didn't want this, but because I needed to prepare myself for what was to come. 

   Before I could even finish knocking, the door flew open. 

This is it. This is how I die.

"Hiccup." said the man sternly, intimidatingly, and most terrifyingly possible.

   With a nod of my head I greet back, "Herleif." 

   Herleif is exactly what his name means,' warrior decedent.' He is Berk's most trusted and honorable soldier. He is a man of brawn, but he is gifted with brains as well. Not only is he a great warrior of our time, but comes from a long line of highly respected warriors. 

   In my lifetime I have faced some of the most deadliest dragons to ever live, but I have never been more scared or felt like my life was in danger more in my life. 

   "Erm...I'm here to-" I start, but he puts his hand up.

   "I know why you're here Hiccup." He lowers his hand, "You're going to have to wait just a bit."

   It's at this point, that I hear the yelling in the background over the beating of my heart. 

"I am not wearing that!!"

"Yell at me one more time and this is all you're going to wear for the rest of your life!"

"Mom, please. Don't make me put that thing on." 

"This thing is a dress!"

"I know what it is! I'm not going to wear it!" 

"That's it! A-"

   I bring my attention back to Herleif, " Ingrid and-"

   He sighs and nods, "Been at it for hours." 

"Hiccup!" A woman with golden blond hair, grey-blue eyes, and a tired look on her face exclaims.. 

"Ingrid, how are you?" I ask, realizing that that was a stupid question to ask. 

"You really don't want to know." she huffs.  

   Just then I hear an exasperated sigh. On cue, Ingrid and Herleif part, and reveal a beautiful women. 

   This woman has light golden blond hair that is braided into four small braids into one big braid, ocean blue eyes, soft pink lips, small light brown freckles peppering her face, smooth skin, and-

"Ok, we're leaving." the women says, putting her hand on my chest and pushing me back to Toothless, and her own loyal dragon. 

   We take off and land on the beach, she dismounts, "Hiccup we need to talk."

"Uhh...yeah. Yeah. Let's talk." My brain was working a lot faster than my everything else. 

   I grab her by the waist when she came in range, pull her to me, lean in, and hesitate. If I continued to carry on and kiss her, she would be mad at me for weeks. She'd be mad at me for days even for this. 

   My brain had officially caught the rest of my body up. "Oh Thor. I'm so dead."

"Yeah. You really really are." she says, but doesn't move. 

"Well not today at least, because Astrid Hofferson is in a dress." 

"Soak it in because you will never see me in a dress again."

"That's completely fine with me. You don't need to wear a dress or change your hair to look beautiful." with that said, I lean in and plant my lips against hers.