Hiccstrid One Shots

Tactics & Trust (Part 1)

*After everyone has returned to Berk, post Dragon's Edge*

Astrid POV

I finished some target practice and decided to call it quits for the day. Stormfly was napping as the sun was beginning to set and I woke her giant tired head.

"Hey girl, lets go to the Great Hall for dinner", I say scratching her chin.

She squawks lazily as her tired gurgles motivate her feet to move beneath her large body. I pat her neck as I jump on my saddle following the latching of my axe to my back.

In a swift few moments, my growling stomach is eager as I climb those long steps and enter the busy hall.

I quickly notice the gang sitting on their normal table in the back and I don't recognize 3 of the heads.

"Astrid!", I hear a familiar voice from one of those heads and I am overjoyed to see my best friend.

"Heather! I didn't know you were here!", I punch Hiccup's shoulder before hugging her.

"Agh! They just got here", he whimpers.

"Yes! I came to see my old pal Stoick for chiefly business things", Dagur stands and gives me a hug as well.

"A couple months is too long", I say putting my hands on my hips and Heather nods along.

But a third person still is unrecognizable from across my betrothed at the table. In fact, she had all of my Hiccup's attention to the point he didn't even greet me with a kiss or anything.

"Hi babe...", I awkwardly say, interrupting their conversation.

"Oh! Uh, Maya, meet Astrid my girlfriend", Hiccup finally stands and lays a hand on the small of my back.

Thank Thor.

"Oh. Hello", she says rather coldly. I brush it off as Hiccup plants a quick kiss on my cheek.

"What a surprise from Berserker!", I whisper in his ear.

"I know. It is good to see them! And we made a new friend as well. Maya is one of the head guards over there. Under Heather of course", Hiccup brings up this girl again and I get slightly peeved. Only because I can feel the spears spitting from her eye sockets.

"Astrid! I have to tell you all that has happened", Heather pulls me away from my boyfriend and I get a little saddened by this.

"Yes! Ever since my Mala-poo and I were wed, the tribes have been growing stronger...!", Dagur begins speaking. I watch Hiccup as he sits back down to chat with this... "head guard".

I sit down with my bowl of stew and I chew the mushy vegetables as I watch Maya carefully. The body language was obvious in her leaning, pretty much, all the way across the table. Those stubby fingers delicately tucked under her chin as her eyes pierced my love's oblivious face.

Her face lit up like a Monstrous Nightmare at the sight of his full attention. Observing her interactions with the rest of the gang, she only acted this way with the future Chief of Berk.

"Astrid...?", Heather snaps me out of my jealous trance.

"...huh?"

"Are you?"

"Am I what?", I ask confused by not paying attention.

"Are you going to fly with us?", Heather gestures to Windshear who sat in the corner.

"Oh. Uh. Sure. Hiccup?", I look over.

"Okay Astrid, coming", he smiles and dismisses himself from the table. But, being the kind Viking he is, invites Maya to go with us.

"Oh, I don't have a dragon", Maya gives him pouty eyes that make my teeth grind.

"We can fix that tomorrow before you guys leave. Come on gang", Hiccup whistled for Toothless who was asleep by the fire.

All of us can't help but laugh hysterically as we bolt out of the Great Hall and use our dragon calls.

"You're going down, Haddock", I snicker jumping on Stormfly.

"Not on your life, Hofferson", Hiccup blows me a kiss and takes off.

I roll my eyes as I chase that red tail all around Berk.

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"Alright girl, you ready to do our routine patrol?", I ask the Nadder as she squawks a "yes". The morning air refreshed my tense senses from the night before. I didn't worry too much after Hiccup let me win the race and bid me a goodnight with a victory kiss.

I scratch the side of Stormfly's neck and she growls to speed up from her comfortable glide.

We begin to sharply bob and weave over the village and search for any sort of disturbance.

We arrive above the cove where I first met the Night Fury and his dorky rider. I feel the nostalgic waves hit my chest as I am reminded of that night nearly four years ago. Hiccup has come along way since then, and so have we. That was the night I first believed in his vision and also the night I realized that I always will. I fell in love with that Haddock boy long ago,  but it was awakened thanks to him not being able to kill a dragon. Now here I am with my very own, whom I love dearly.

"My good girl", I quickly dip down to hug the back of her neck. He warmly gurgles at my affection.

Suddenly I see a tall, messy haired Viking walking a little lopsided due the prosthetic on the left.

"Hiccup!", I happily whisper to myself.

Before I could tell Stormfly to dip down, I see the Berserker girl closely following my betrothed. A wild Sand Wraith is prowling on the Vikings and Toothless hisses violently at the sight.

Maya has the audacity to wrap her beefy arms around one of Hiccup's. He holds his hand out, as he usually does, and slowly bonds with the wraith.
He takes her hand and places it on the snout of the brownish orange creature and she jumps with glee.
My insides were screaming and I wanted to fly down and give this girl a taste of my fist, but every confidence I have in my Hiccup was keeping me from lashing out, as I would usually do.

But what I saw, following the bonding, gripped the deepest part of my heart and crushed it a thousand fold.

Their lips meet as I can see the white in Hiccup's eyeballs from a 100 yards up. My body grows numb and my tears begin to flow and my grip on my saddle turns my knuckles white as the winter snow.

My chest feels as if I had been punctured by Thor's mighty hammer and all I know to be true escapes my mind.

I don't respond.

I don't scream.

I don't react.

All I can think to do, is pull my handle around and have Stormly speed away from this Thor-forsaken place I used to call a wonderful memory.

The shambles begin to fall from the formation of my spirit.

I hear my name being screamed, as I tune out the world upon pulling my fur hood up.

(To be continued....")