Punishments

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A/N: Hey people. A while ago I read a story about Gustav becoming the new blacksmith apprentice and Hiccup being upset about it. They had a punishment of some sort, and I can't remember what it was, so my own ideas filled it in. 

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Age: 19-20

Place: Berk

Couples: Hiccstrid

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It was a sunny day on Berk, perfect for Hiccup and Toothless to go on a flight. So, that's what they did. Only, They may have crash landed back on Berk in the middle of the crowded plaza.

"Incoming!" Hiccup shouted before falling off Toothless and landing in tough sand on his shoulder, directly. Toothless soon followed suit, only his back first. He got up quickly and trod to his rider, who had rolled onto his back, holding his shoulder and groaning. Hiccup sat up and placed his right hand on Toothless' nose.

"I'm alright bud," He said, covering up the amence pain building in his shoulder. The villagers surrounding them, not being able to see the dislocated shoulder, continued walked and doing their daily tasks. Hiccup managed to stand up and headed to the forge, Toothless behind him.

As he got closer, he could see the fire on, Gobber must be in there. But no, who was there, chilled him to the bone.

Gustav. Gustav Larson, the fake of Snotlout. Everyone knew that.

"Gustav? What are you doing here?" Hiccup asked, shook.

"Manning the fort, like Gobber told me to." Said boy replied smugly. "So, your not allowed to be here," Gustav said, putting down the broom and shoving Hiccup's dislocated and quickly bruising shoulder, making him hiss in pain.

"Oh what now, Hiccup? Can't take a simple shove?" Gustav teased, pushing harder again over and over on Hiccup's bad shoulder. A tear slipped from his eye. He tried to wipe it away, but Gustav saw it.

"Crying? Hiccup Haddock, future chief of Berk, crying? What a wimp!" Gustav shouted, and those outside the forge cringed. You did not offend Hiccup about his strength or rank in the hierarchy. Soon enough, they heard the bang they were waiting for.

Hiccup had pinned Gustav to the wall behind him, hand around his throat. Not enough to choke him, but to scare him none the less. Gustav wasn't fased. "Say that again, I dare you..." Hiccup sneered.

"I called you a wimp," He said, before kicking Hiccup in the gut. "A-Gustav," He cheered himself on, before being brought to the ground by Hiccup, who was tackling him with one arm. Hiccup burrowed Gustav's face into the dirt outside the forge, and everyone could see what was going on.

"Gustav larson, you do not offend their heir of any tribe. Don't you know what they can do to you?" Hiccup sneered, being pushed off by Gustav, and both boys were starting to circle each other.

"Like?"

"Let's start with banishment."

"Ha! As if Stoick would listen to you! He doesn't care about you, he told me himself!" Gustav screamed, earning a punch in the face from Hiccup. He stumbled back a few meters, but being lifted off the ground by someone's hand, aswell as Hiccup. 

"And what exactly are you two doin'?" Oh no, it was Gobber. He was not impressed, and he started walking to the docks. Gustav was about to respond but Gobber cut him off. "I don't want an answer, Gustav. Use your brains! And as for you," Gobber stated, looking at Hiccup now, "Where are your brains? You'd never hurt a soul!" 

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