Astrid knew how much Hiccup meant what he said and she wished she could make him understand that she already knew how he felt. That was the strange thing about being in love; there was a complete understanding. She appreciated his words all the same and smiled sweetly towards him, knowing that she didn’t need to say anything. All she needed to do was take his hand and smile before the two started to make their way out of the door. She had expected the dragons to follow as soon as they realised that they were leaving.
“You know, sometimes I wonder if we belong to them.” She said with a laugh as she watched the two of the sneak out of the door and into the hallway, right behind their human counter parts. Astrid held out her free hand to Stormfly and said good morning to her before they started to make their way through the hallways. It was still strange to see just how many people were stationed in the hallways and they barely flinched at the sight of them walking through the corridor now, especially since the day before they were both seen as a threat. Clearly being the son of their leader meant that Hiccup had certain freedoms now and it seemed that they extended to her as well.
It wasn’t long before they reached the hall where Valka was giving orders out. For a moment, the anger that she had felt the day before subsided and she felt an overwhelming sense of admiration come over her. It was clear, watching her now, that she had worked hard for the respect and the command of those who apparently worked for her and even though she was angry at her for not at least trying to find out if Hiccup was alive, it was dawning on her that she hadn’t exactly had an easy go of it here and she had to work for the position she had.
Hiccup reaching towards her had pulled her out of her own thoughts and she smiled as he ran his hand through her hair before pressing his lips against her forehead. Perhaps he felt as though she needed comfort and she loved him more for it. She rubbed her thumb against his hand and turned her attention back to Valka now that they were alone. She looked towards Hiccup as he too his mother’s hand and she simply nodded to let him know that he did not have to worry about her. Astrid and the dragons followed behind them, assuming that they were all welcome on this adventure.
“I’m okay Stormfly.” Astrid said in a whisper as she rubbed her head gently against her hand in a way that suggested she might have been checking up on her. She laughed when she let a nose out of her nostrils and she ran her hand gently over her nose as they walked together. As they moved through the different environments Astrid took in the sights of all the dragons and glanced towards Hiccup who was so obviously over whelmed with the desire to study each one of them. She was sure if they had discovered this place in a different way he would still want the same thing, whether Valka was a part of this or not. She smiled to herself and focused on the pathway they were being led down until they reached their destination.
Astrid’s eyes lit up the moment they entered, taking in the sights of all the antiquity that had been collected her and she couldn’t help but let her eyes explore every corner of the room and the shelves that bore their very own history. She barely took any notice of the book that Hiccup had in his hand at that moment as she was distracted by the many texts and collections that told of their ancestry and she lost herself for quite some time simply running her hands over the different books and scrolls. Astrid didn’t even hear Hiccup talking about the fact that Stormfly seemed to make and appearance in this book that he was holding, mostly because there was quite a bit of distance between them now.
It wasn’t until Hiccup was holding a very different book and thanking his mother that she had made her way back towards them. “This place is amazing.” She said, still looking around the room as if there was still much to discover. Astrid’s lips were infected with a smile that would not leave so quickly, even when she finally pulled her eyes away from the shelves towards the book in Hiccup’s hand. She read the title and smiled. “Seems you have two of those now. I suppose you will still be wanting to make your own notes even though you have this one.” Astrid smiled and looked towards Valka for a moment before letting out a soft sigh and looked back towards Toothless and Stormfly who were sniffing around at the different objects in the room.
Hiccup sighed softly at her reply. He needed her to know his next thought, so he spoke clumsily through the kiss she offered while trying to return it at the same time, resulting in a mess words. "Your feelings matter- to- to me." When she pulled away, his brows were knitted together. He wanted her to know how much he meant those words.
Instead, he took her hand and thanked whatever gods there were that she was still willing to kiss him after eating his mother's cooking.
He nodded and they turned towards the door once more. He led the way out. Once the dragons realized that their humans were leaving, they got up in a hurry and rushed for the door before it closed. This one didn't operate like the one at the cabin and they didn't have opposable thumbs. Luckily Toothless caught the door and snaked his way out with Stormfly on his heels. Hiccup chuckled as they made their way through the hallway.
Most of the Protectors had seemed to be informed that they were free to wander the halls as they pleased and they weren't given any trouble, though Hiccup wasn't expecting any.
When they reached the main hall they saw that his mother was seated in the large chair in front of the table with the map spread out on it. Several Protectors were around her and she was issuing orders at them. Hiccup waited patiently, looking over at Astrid and picking a speck of dust from her bangs before pulling her close to kiss her temple.
Astrid was being so patient with all of this. Anyone else might have reacted differently to what they had discovered here, but she was taking all of this in stride, just as much as he was. He had no idea how he would have handled this if he were alone.
A couple minutes later and the group cleared out. Valka's face lit up when she saw them standing there and Toothless rushed forward to press his face against her side, begging for attention. She laughed and gave him a good pet before approaching them and holding out her hands.
"Come. I have something to show you." Hiccup took her hand, thought a bit hesitantly, glancing at Astrid. He shrugged and was eventually pulled off by his excited mother, Astrid and the dragons in tow.
He was led to the deep drop off behind the large throne-like chair. There were steps that hugged the cliff that he was unaware of until now, leading down into the den of dragons. Most were still rolling about in their sleep. Some were nibbling on the breakfast they had hunted. A few glanced up at them as they made their way down the steps, but none of them seemed to feel threatened by their presence.
"This way," Valka instructed when they reached the bottom of the stone staircase. There were doors on either side of the large cavern, hugging the walls closest to the cliff that led up to the great hall. She headed towards one.
Hiccup couldn't watch where he was going. He trusted his mother to lead him because his eyes were wide and watching the dragons. There were so many he hadn't seen before. He wanted to take notes. He wanted to sketch them all!
And then they were gone from sight and he was being led down a short hallway and into a lantern lit room. It was small, but rather cozy with thrown-together bookshelves that looked like they were made either a hundred years ago or by Hiccup himself when he was just starting woodworking. The shelves were not full by any means. Most books were fallen over on their sides. But each shelf seemed to be organized by topic at least. And there were [i scrolls]. Piles and [i piles] of scrolls!
Hiccup's head was swimming as he stepped into the room, his mother having finally let go of his hand. He squinted at the words carved into the shelves stating what each held. There were ancient nordic runes of the equivalent as well.
"[i Flora and fauna...]" he read aloud, his fingers tracing over the spines of the books and over the old paper of the scrolls. "[i Weaponry... Armor and shields...] Wh- what is all this? They look ancient."
Valka smiled, watching her son with knowing eyes, as if remembering when she was brought to this very room for the first time. "They are what we have collected of our ancestors. Our biggest role is to protect the dragons. This is just a little something we do on the side. Protecting our history is harder than ever."
Hiccup sighed. "What Dad wouldn't give to get his hands on these," he mumbled to himself. For a moment he wished he could take the words back, thinking he shouldn't have brought him up. But when he looked up, Valka hardly seemed to have noticed. She was instead holding her hand out towards a particular shelf she wanted him to see. He approached, leaning down to read the name of the shelf.
"[i Dragons.] His eyes grew wide. So it's true! The vikings [i did] deal with dragons! They've been around that long!" Hiccup laughed, startling even himself. Every minute he was learning something that changed his view of the world. "If only my teachers knew. I knew I should have gotten better grades," he joked to himself as Valka pulled out a large tome, taking it over to a table in the middle of the room. She blew the dust off the cover and patted it lovingly.
"This is what I really wanted to show you. Our ancestors wrote this book. The Book of Dragons. It holds almost all information the vikings knew about dragons. This is the original. We have made copies of course, but this... this is our prized possession. Although they took these notes to learn how to win a war against the dragons... we have learned to use them to aid in our alliance."
Hiccup could feel his breath catch in his throat as he approached the large book. He couldn't believe how well preserved the book was. With a shaking hand, he opened the cover, almost afraid to touch it. The paper inside was thick, yet felt fragile all the same. He was glad for once that they made them learn how to read runes in school. He never thought he would have a use for it until now.
As he turned the pages, his mouth hung open and he read aloud. "Hideous Zippleback? That's what the twins ride. '[i One head releases a flammable gas, the other ignites it with a spark. Extremely dangerous. Kill on sight.']" There was a sketch of a dragon that looked almost identical to Barf and Belch. "Monstrous Nightmare. They... they all have names!" He was perhaps more excited about this than he should be, but it was so obvious to him that they would. He was glad they didn't start naming them all themselves. He scanned all the information on the page. There was a lot. "[i 'Set's itself on fire. Extremely dangerous. Kill on sight.']" He flipped a couple pages. "Deadly Nadder. It's Stormfly. "[i 'Extremely dangerous. Kill on sight.']" They really didn't like these guys, did they?"
He flipped through more and more pages of dragons. Some he had seen on the island. Some were brand new to him. Some Valka told him were extinct which made his heart sink terribly. "I can't find... Where's..." And that's when he found the page. There was no drawing like the others had. No stats or weight or abilities... All that was written was...
"[i 'Night Fury. Speed: Unknown. Size: Unknown. The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. Never engage this Dragon. Your only chance... hide and pray it does not find you.']"
There was a long silence and Hiccup stared at the page in confusion. He let out a small, nervous laugh. "T-Thoothless? Unholy offspring of lightning and death? Have you [i met] him?"
Valka's smile faded just a bit. "Some of these records and scrolls show that while the war with the dragons was being fought... The Night Fury was by far the deadliest. The fastest. The worst dragon you could possibly run into. But they were just trying to protect their own. They were afraid. Just as our ancestors where. And now... Now Toothless may even be the last of his kind..."
Hiccup's hand fell from the table and he looked over at Toothless who looked back curiously.
"Here," Valka spoke again. She moved back to the bookshelf and took a newer looking book from the shelf. "It's not bound well and it's not nearly as pretty inside or out. But this is one of our several copies of the Book of Dragons. And I want you to have it.
Hiccup looked from the book to his mother as she placed the book in his hands. He swallowed hard. Even if it wasn't the original, he still felt like he was taking a piece of history....
"Thank you..." he muttered softly.
Astrid watched as Hiccup finished her toast, wondering how it was that he was even eating whatever [i that] was. She shook her head and found herself glad that she had been brought up with a mom who could cook. Astrid smiled, mostly to herself, when Hiccup moved towards the table and when she realised what he was doing she held out her hands to that she could catch the apple he threw towards her. Astrid started to eat it happily, glad that she didn't have to eat anything of his mother's again.
Astrid glanced over towards their dragons and smiled knowing that they had clearly found comfort for the evening. She laughed towards Hiccup and nodded. "If you could plan for kidnapping surely we would have been able to avoid it in the first place?" She said with a laugh as she finished her apple and raised from where she had been sitting.
Soon enough they were both ready to leave to room and she made her way to the door, close behind Hiccup. She was surprised when Hiccup waited at the door for a minute and turned towards her. Astrid looked towards him expectantly but found herself blushing when he thanked her. At first she was confused about what he was thanking her for but when he started to explain himself everything made sense. She shook her head, "You don't need to thank me Hiccup. No matter what, I am here to support you regardless of my feelings." She leaned in and kissed him gently and offered him a smile. "Come on, let's not keep your mother waiting too long."
Hiccup watched as Astrid took a confident bite of the toast, not believing it could be [i that] bad, and he burst out laughing when she made a face. As she spoke he was finishing up his piece of toast and went to grab the one she abandoned. He'd grown up with food like this, and besides, it wasn't far from his own skills in cooking before Astrid became a permanent part of his life. "I told you so," he said with a smile as he chewed. He stood and headed to the center table in the room to toss Astrid an apple from the basket so that she wouldn't go hungry on account of his mother's cooking.
He finished his breakfast as he paced the room. Toothless and Stormfly watched him with lazy eyes from the places they had found themselves overnight. Hiccup continued to pace even as Astrid spoke and he shrugged.
"Well, I think Mom has a few things up her sleeve. At least that's what she made it sound like... And then... I guess we should head back to the island at some point." He didn't sound fond of the idea. Of course he loved the place. It was his new home. But he had just found his mother... "At least for the things we left. Clothes and..." Hiccup put a hand in front of his mouth and breathed into it, making a face. "I could use my toothbrush. Why didn't we plan on being kidnapped?" he joked with a soft chuckle.
The image of his father came to him and he felt a pang of guilt, but there was no way he was going home yet. Not now...
When they were finished with their food and ready to set out, Hiccup glanced into the small, wavy mirror beside the door and tried to flatten his hair out. As usual, it was hopeless. He turned to grab the doorknob, but paused a moment. He turned back around and found Astrid looking at him.
"Listen, I..." He paused a moment, searching for the right words. "Thank you." His hand found her shoulder. "I know you well enough to know that you're angry at my mother... mostly because I can't be right now. And I know it's difficult for you to... play along. So thank you..."
When she heard his mother’s voice muffled slightly by the door, she couldn’t help but laugh slightly at the way she communicated herself. It was how similar she was to Hiccup that humoured her and she shook her head to herself as she pulled her shirt over her head. Hiccup was practically already at the door by the time she had clothed one half of her body so she climbed back into bed and pulled the covers over her just in case but he was careful not to open the door too wide.
Astrid smiled as he slipped out of the room and she used the time to find the rest of her clothes and pulled them back on. She was still avoiding jeans at the moment, especially since the scar that had formed was still sensitive but she didn’t mind the comfort of looser clothing, especially now that they were no longer in Berk. No that they really knew where they were just yet. All they knew was that they were on some other island with dragons and Hiccup’s mother just happened to be alive and living here.
She knew that at some point she would have to make more of an effort with his mother, especially since she would be such a big part of his life now. Their relationship was permanent so she would have to find a way to get over her feelings about Valka soon because it would be almost impossible to continue a relationship with Hiccup without forming one with his mother, especially since she had already made such an effort with Stoick.
Astrid sat herself back down on the bed and waited for Hiccup to return who did shortly after that. She could see how happy he was and she wasn’t going to let that fade, especially since he had been so angry with Stoick when they had let Berk. At least he wasn’t thinking about that for now.
“I’m sure it’s not [I that] bad.” She said with a laugh as she picked up the slice of toast next to the piece he had just taken and took and bite from it. Instantly, Astrid pulled a face and looked towards Hiccup with confusion. “It’s toast…” was all she said for a minute. “I don’t understand how you can make [I toast] taste like [I that].” She shook her head and placed it back down on the tray and laughed.
“What’s the plan for today?” She asked after a few moments of silence.
Hiccup must have tired himself out enough to provide dreamless sleep for the rest of the night, or rather whatever remained of it. After a few hours, he didn't even stir when he heard the knock at the door. He hardly even noticed Astrid shaking him gently. It wasn't until her movements became fore forceful that his brows furrowed and his lip twitched as he woke. His eyes slowly opened and it took him a long moment to take in what she had told him. It only made sense when there came a soft knock once more.
"If-if it's a bad time," he heard his mother's muffled voice through the door, "then I can come back later. It's just- the sun is up and- and I thought I might show you around. And introduce you to the dragons. And maybe we could- Oh, I don't know..."
As she spoke, Hiccup was climbing out of bed and pulling on his jeans as quickly as he could. It was funny how alike they sounded... he still picked up on all of his mother's nervous inflections... he never grew out of those small habits he had learned from her.
He rushed to the door and opened it just a little, blocking Astrid from view. She was technically still decent with a t-shirt on and the covers pulled up, but Hiccup didn't want his mother barging in to make herself at home not knowing. So instead he slipped through the small gap in the door and out into the hallway, a huge smile finding his face.
It wasn't until that moment that he realized how relieved he was to see her again. It was just further proof that this wasn't all just a dream. He couldn't help himself. He avoided the tray of breakfast in her hand and hugged Valka tighter than he could ever remember hugging her before. She gave a soft chuckle in surprise, her free hand running through his hair.
"We'll, uh- we'll be right out," he told her after pulling away. He threw a thumb over his shoulder. "Astrid is just getting dressed."
Valka smiled gently and pushed the tray into his hands. "Well eat up. I have much to show you. Come fine me when you're ready."
He nodded, the smile still on his face even as she walked away. It took a second to remember there was food in his hands. He finally headed back inside the room, laying the tray on the bed in front of Astrid before picking up a piece of toast for himself.
"I... never thought I would ever taste my mom's terrible cooking ever again," he said with a soft chuckle.
Astrid laughed and dropped his hand as she nodded to agree that they should head back to their room. She was still tired but she was grateful for the distraction that he offered her from the memories she had regained. Even though neither of them wanted to pull away from the other she forced herself to move and helped him clean up the mess that they had made in the last hour. When Hiccup was satisfied that the forge had been left exactly how he had found it the two of them started back towards their room.
He was right. Neither of them knew exactly what to expect in the morning but she knew that she would have to give him some time alone with his mother sooner or later, not knowing that he had seen her that night. They walked back to their room in a comfortable silence, both feeling the effects of fatigue now that it was getting later than either of them had realised.
When they reached the room the dragons woke up simply to give them some space on the bed and she locked the door behind them so that she could feel comfortable removing her clothes, not wanting to feel too gross in the morning after wearing the clothes all night too. She stripped down to her underwear and climbed into the bed next to Hiccup. He pulled her close and she was grateful for the contact and it was partly why she had fallen asleep so quickly after that point.
At least this time her sleep was peaceful. It wasn’t until she heard a knock at the door the next morning that she woke up and she noticed that Hiccup was still asleep next to her. Astrid lightly pushed at his arm and when he reacted she smiled. “I’m sorry babe but there is someone at the door.” She said as she climbed out of bed and pulled on her clothes.
When they pulled apart, Hiccup opened his eyes slowly to look at her once more. She took his hands and he let play with them as she spoke. His cheeks turned a light shade of pink. He'd never thought that forge work was something entertaining to watch, but he knew that's not quite what she meant. He bit the inside of his lips as she brought his hands to her lips. Despite the grime, she kissed them anyway.
"There's plenty of time for that later," he said softly and with a smile. "But we should get you back to bed. Me as well. Who knows what tomorrow has in store for us."
After a moment he managed to pull himself away from Astrid long enough to clean up the mess they'd made at the forge. After leaving it exactly as he'd found it, he twined his fingers through hers once more and led the way back to their room. By the time they reached it, Hiccup was yawning. Working really did help tire him out.
The dragons raised their heads when they entered and gave them enough room on the bed. Toothless gave him a nudge to let him know that he was glad he was back. Hiccup peeled off his jeans and climbed under the blankets with Astrid. With her beside him and the dragons circling them on the bed, for the first time that day he was feeling almost... peaceful. He pulled Astrid close and closed his eyes. Despite being in a new place and in a new bed Hiccup fell asleep quickly.
Hiccup moved towards her with the apron and started to place it over her head and tied it in place. It was on the large side but it didn’t matter. It would offer her clothes some much needed protection since this was the only pair that she had with her. She laced her fingers with Hiccup’s and moved towards the forge with him and began to listen to everything he was saying carefully. Astrid was excited to be sharing something with him that was so important to him and she wanted him to know that she understood just how important it was by being completely serious and taking everything in.
By the time he taught her what everything was called and made she that she knew what she needed to in order to avoid any accidents, she felt ready to take on their first project together. The whole time he remained close to her, mostly keeping his hand wrapped around hers to guide her through the different processes easily. After a while, he didn’t seemed to feel the need to guide her and his hands moved from her own, to her side. She tried not to show her disappointment in the fact that she could no long watch his hands working but decided to focus on hammering the metal appropriately.
By the time she was finished Astrid was beaming with pride. While it was nothing like what Hiccup could make, it wasn’t half bad and he really had guided her through it rather than showed her how to do everything and ended up making it himself. She looked down at the piece in his hand and smiled before looking back up at Hiccup’s faced as he leaned in to place it in her hair. She couldn’t even remember why she had come to find him in the first place in that moment and as he leaned in to kiss her she brought her hand up to his cheek and rested it gently against his face as they shared a kiss.
When she pulled back she smiled and took his hands in her own, playing with them absently. “You know I think I could watch you work for hours.” She pulled his hands up to her lips and kissed then softly, tracing the surface of them with several kisses.
Hiccup smiled wider at her response, glad that she wasn't going to back out of his offer. He moved to fetch the Apron once more, lifting the strap over Astrid's head and pulling her hair through. As he did, he skillfully and smoothly pulled the ring he'd been working on from one of the pockets and slipped it into his own so that she wouldn't find it accidentally.
Hiccup led her towards the forge and starting pointing out the most important things she needed to know. Mostly to do with safety. When that was done, he started to tell her what everything was called. Every tool had a name and a purpose.
Hiccup didn't need to sketch out his idea for a hair clip. It was easy for him to imagine and work from. So he started teaching Astrid right then how to heat the metal, standing behind her with his hand over hers. He showed her how to turn it to make sure the heat had spread evenly. Then they moved to the large anvil. He moved with her every step of the way, demonstrating the best way to hammer, then helping her follow through with it.
He was excited to show her something he loved doing in his free time... but on top of that, he was grateful to just be near her once more. When she finally got the hang of hammering the metal flat, he stayed behind her, his hands slowly dropping to her sides.
When they went to shape the metal into what would be a clip, he walked her through it easily. In only a little over an hour they had successfully made Astrid's first project. He held the clip between calloused fingers and smiled.
"This is actually really good for a first piece." He smiled and reached up to clip it into her hair. It held perfectly. He took in the sight of her for a moment. Every trace of her nightmare was gone from her face. A sigh escaped his lips and he leaned in slowly to kiss her.
Astrid couldn’t help but feel a little silly for allowing a dream to upset her or even unnerve her but her accident wasn’t just something minor. She had almost [i died] and while she had tried to keep a positive mindset about it, remembering just made her feel everything all over again.
She was glad that Hiccup understood and rather than brushing it away as though it was unimportant, he comforted her by taking his hand and tracing a pattern with his thumb against her cheek. He had a way of bringing about a wave of calm over her and she leaned into his hand easily. “I know it is...” She said softly as he leaned in to kiss her forehead. After that he pulled her close and she sighed into him as she allowed the tension from her shoulders to melt away.
Astrid knew that she didn’t need to verbalise her answer to his next question. They both knew what he did when he couldn’t sleep abd before she could react he was pulling her towards the forge. She laughed to herself and looked around at the tools. He hadn’t shown her this before but she had watched him. Making something with him was another new experience for them.
“I could do with a new hair clasp now you mention it.” She said as she rolled up her sleeves as though to indicate that she was ready to work. Astrid was more than grateful for the distraction.
Hiccup's face did not change in demeanor after she told him what was wrong... Brows drawn together. One of his hands moved to her face and his thumb moved back and forth across her cheek.
"That's all over now..." He had to admit that there was some part of him that was glad she remembered now. Of course she had known what had happened since he had told her several times, but... This was different. She wasn't missing that part of her memories anymore.
He stepped even closer to her and kissed her gently on the forehead before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close.
"You know what I do when I can't sleep?" he asked her, knowing she knew the answer. He put his hand back in hers and pulled her towards the forge. "What do you want to make?"
He was trying his best to get her mind off of the past. And he was trying his best to feel comfortable here. What better way to kill two birds with one stone than to make something together here with Astrid?
"I know how to make a fetching pair of earrings," he joked. "Or a clasp for your hair." He moved the bangs from her face as he spoke, smiling slightly.
Astrid has clearly startled him because whatever he been working on was thrust into th air. She couldn’t hold back her laugh as she got closer and looked over his shoulder to see randomly shaped bits of metal scattered around. She hadn’t noticed him putting whatever had been in the air into his pocket so she had no reason to suspect that he was not being truthful when he said that he was playing around. None of the pieces really mirrored anything recongisable so she simply let it slide and looked at him with asmusement.
Apprarently, that wasn’t enough for her to hide the distress upon her face. She thought that seeing him work in that way had been enough to distract from that and she had almost forgotten the reason she had come to find him in the first place. There was something about his hands that always made her lose her train of thought and even now she found herself fixated upon them. Hiccup could see right through her though. He knew that she hadn’t come to find him simply because she wanted to see him work.
I’m an instant he was removing the apron and taking her hands as he moved towards her and she shook her head. “It’s not really. Seems silly now. It’s just...I dreamt about the accident. It’s the first time since it happened and I guess it just shook me a little.”
His mother trusted him to know what he was doing and left him to it. She seemed hesitant to do so and even he felt a pang of loneliness when she was gone. So he buried himself in his work, hoping that perhaps [i this] time he could do what he had not been able to at his own forge.
He didn't attempt to make the ring at first. He simply played with the tools. Every forge behaved differently. Hiccup saw it similarly to earning the trust of a dragon. Even if the forge wasn't sentient, it could bite back if you didn't know what you were doing. He melted down different metals and shaped them into odd shapes before melting them down again and hammering away to get a feel for how hot the forge was.
Eventually he started working on the ring. It almost seemed silly to work on something so small in such a large forge. He didn't have to guess the size of her finger. He had held it enough times to be able to picture it perfectly. He was in the middle of hammering the metal around a cylinder that he had made. He didn't even hear Astrid enter, though over the noise he was making it wasn't surprising. He was just thankful that it didn't echo throughout the entire place, waking everyone up.
When he heard Astrid's voice, he nearly jumped out of his skin. The ring flew into the air in his shock and it bounced around in his hands a few times before it was cool enough to tuck away in the pocket of the leather apron he had found.
"A-Astrid! Nothing- I- I'm not... making... anything. I was just. Playing around." This wasn't the first time she had almost caught him in the middle of making her ring. But this new environment had him startled more than usual. When he saw the look on her face, beneath her amusement at his behavior, he could see worry. "What... what happened? Are you okay?" He closed the distance between them, taking off the soot covered apron. He probably should have waited to take that bath...
He took her hands in his own and looked into her eyes, trying to find the answer before she said it.
Astrid could not remember a time that she had last dreamt about anything. Ever since her accident she had literally slept completely peacefully. Her body had needed the rest and when she tended to dream they were usually really intense and stopped her from sleeping well. Tonight was different. Almost instantly she was thrust into a dream state but it wasn’t a dream that she wanted to experience. Even though she had been told what had happened the day of her accident, she hadn’t remembered all of it until now. If anyone were around to observe her now they would have been able to see the distress upon her face. Reliving it was not something she expected, especially not tonight.
She experienced everything. The pain from the penetration, the look upon Hiccup’s face and the shock of those who had blamed themselves for startling the dragon. It was no surprise that her body was laced with a cold sweat when she awoke from her dream. The dragons seemed to detect her anguish and awoke from their sleep also when she shot up and looked around the room. Her hand went to her stomach where she was now feeling some pain and she screwed up her face before climbing out of bed.
“I’m okay.” She told the dragons and they settled down again apprehensively. It was hard for her to tell what time it was or how long Hiccup had been gone for but after experiencing that she just needed him. Astrid decided to allow herself to wander the corridors in hope of finding him. She took in her surroundings as she made her way through the unfamiliar corridors. Soon enough she had managed to find Hiccup, mostly guided by the fact that there was a significant amount of noise coming from the place she found him. It was so typical of Hiccup to find somewhere to make something and as she entered the forge she stood in the doorway for a moment and watched him work.
Even Astrid was impressed by the size of the forge and she took a minute to take in her new surroundings before drawing her attention back to Hiccup. There was something about the way that he worked that always seemed to captivate her. She soon found herself looked down at his hands and lost herself for a few minutes. Eventually she pulled herself out of her hypnotised state and started to walk into the depths of the forge.
“Trust you to find this place. What are you making at this hour anyway?” She asked as she approach, trying to adjust her gaze to see what his project was.
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