Astrid doesn't understand.Astrid didn't get it.Astrid doesn't understand.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The twins had never been the kind of people to share anything. When they were younger, they would fight to first blood over whatever they could get their hands on. Be it a slab of ribs from dinner, or a cool looking rock found down by the beach.
But here they were, sitting on either side of Hiccup and watching him like he might try to run. The skinny Viking caught between the two of them didn't look scared, or angry. He didn't really have an expression save for amused exasperation when Ruff poked half of her venison on his plate and Tuff filled his goblet.
"Hi Astrid." Hiccup smiled at her and she shrugged, setting her plate down and sitting across from the trio. Tuff watched her suspiciously until it became apparent that she wasn't any kind of threat and went back to eating. Ruff ignored her as if she didn't exist.
"Hi Hiccup." Astrid poked at her potatoes, sl
VariablesVariables4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Written by The Descendant
The birds sat chirping, their squeaks and squawks sounding out into the cool afternoon. As the little birds danced about their feet made skritch-scratch-skritch-scratch-skritch-scratch sounds upon the stone. As they roosted there and began to doze the sun fell upon them, warming the surface beneath them.
For few moments they stood there, letting the sun wash over them, resting in the meadow as the morning wore on into afternoon. They went on about their day, snapping at flies that came up from the margin around the little pond or grooming themselves, letting the dander and old feathers fall to the earth below or rest upon the stone.
The birds sat there, unaware of what they were resting upon, regaining their strength before they would wing off again and head south as autumn fell.
Long moments passed and soon the sounds of a creature struggling with something heavy began to reach them. With a rush the small collective of birds lifte