Imagine being Ubbe's wife and wanting him to teach you how to fight.
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"Ubbe please." You begged, causing your husband to groan. "Y/N I don't want you to get hurt." He said trying to reason with you, but he knew it would never work.
"Fine, I will just go ask Ivar than." You grumbled standing up. Just before you could leave though, Ubbe grabbed your hand and pulled you back down on top of him. "Fine I will help you." He sighed. "Yay!" You cheered and pulled him into a kiss. "But first let us cuddle." He said braking the kiss and pulling you into a hug. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ok so hold it like this." Ubbe said, adjusting the grip you held on the sword. "Now swing at me." He said, steeping back and grabbing a sword of his own.
"Argh!" You screamed as you charged at him, swinging your sword with as much force as possible. Unfortunately he easily dodged it and swung back at you, making you trip on a log.
"Your all anger, no strategy." He said as he helped you from the ground. "Alright, how is that supposed to help." You asked, jumping around getting ready to attack. "You can't just expect to kill, if all your doing is swinging your sword." He said as we circled around each other.
"Ok, how about this." I said as I quickly ran towards him, and kicked his knee before he had time to react. The knee I kicked fell to the ground, but then he swung his other leg around, kicking my legs and knocking me down onto the mud.
"Thats better thinking, just got to be quicker." He said and you both laughed. "I think that's enough for one day, he said looking at your dirty state. "You need a bath." He laughed picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder.
