Family ( Hijack, Modern AU )" I'm nervous."More Like This
" Don't be!" Jack laughed, hugging Hiccup gently.
" What if they don't like me?"
" They'll love you! I know i do~"
" Jaaaack!" Hiccup whined, pouting.
" No pouts!" Jack giggled, grabbing Hiccup's wrist and pulling him up the steps and to the front porch of Grandpa North's house.
" Bad leg!! Bad leg!!"
" Jack! How have you been?"
" Good!" The teen beamed.
Hiccup squeaked, terrified, hiding from the towering older man behind Jack.
He was revealed when he got so terrified that he squeezed Jack's hand too hard.
" OH! Who's this?"
I'm a tiny 14yrld and you're far too big! Hiccup whimpered, clutching Jack's hoodie with two tight fists.
Without warning, Jack shoved Hiccup forward, who shrunk down and began trembling intensely.
" I-i-i-i-i-'m-m-m-m H-h-h-i-c-cc-cup..."
He stumbled back against Jack, begging to go back to hiding.
Grandpa North got a mischievous sparkle in his eyes, and he reached out, gently shaking Hiccup's hand.
He leaned close, and Hiccup noticed hi
Looking for a Hiccup... The brunette spun another can around as an annoyed sigh escaped his throat. "Seriously? Who's even naming these kids?"More Like This
Astrid rolled her eyes at her best friend. "Hiccup, stop looking, and just pick one already!" She gripped. "You've been spinning cans for fifteen minutes!"
The young man stood to check the top shelf of the display. Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third was his name, given to him after some distant relative of his. He was sixteen, a bit lanky (but finally gaining a little muscle from working at his mom's animal sanctuary), with auburn locks and piercing green eyes that somehow worked with the freckles that covered his face. He was wearing a black t-shirt with a red dragon on it along with some brown cargo shorts and black-and-red trainers.
Astrid was his tough blonde friend that had stuck with him since they were little. Well, kinda. It had more started with Hiccup's liz
Ghostly Game Some games are not meant to be played.More Like This
‘It’ll be fun they said, it’s harmless they said…none of it will work they said…’
These were all thoughts running through Hiccup’s mind as he stood frozen while his new companion wrapped himself around him. He resisted the urge to shiver at the boy’s freezing touch, his skin so pale and hair white against his own. The book he’d been reading from only moments before was now on the ground, still open to the spell page he’d used at his friends’ request. It was just supposed to be a dare, a harmless little game; read one spell in the woods and come back to tell them how nothing had worked, how the book Pitchiner had sold the twins was a hoax.
Well, that turned out just swell.
“So what’s your name, cutie?” The spirit asked, his hoarse voice creating goose bumps along Hiccup’s skin. He trailed a translucen
Green WatersHe wasn’t quite sure how he had ended up in the water.More Like This
One moment, he had been up on the pier with the rest of his friends, trying his best to listen to their elder’s speech on the history of the pier while keeping his balance on the swaying structure, and then the next, he was instead trying to keep his head above the waves.
Which, would have been scary to anyone of course, as the ocean was not known for calm waves in the slightest. The fact that it was dark out did not help matters either, nor did the fact that the coast of the seaside village of Burgess wasn’t exactly warm this time of year.
So yeah. Definitely scary no matter whom you were.
But for Jack, it was terrifying.
I can’t swim I can’t swim I CAN’T SWIM!
He wanted to scream or yell for help, unaware his group was already searching for someone to aid in rescuing him from the powerful waves, but every time he would try, he’d only swallow more and more of the salty, dark
Prom is overrated-or not “Have a good time, son!”More Like This
Henrik “Hiccup” Haddock’s prom was going to be boring, loud, and easily forgotten just as he planned. He wore a black, standard tuxedo, simple emerald green tie (that Astrid insisted matched his eyes), and had somehow managed to slick his auburn hair back away from his eyes just enough to be considered different from his causal look. He had wanted to stay seated at his table, mess around on his phone, and wait for the dance to be over. His father had made him come, being the police chief to chaperone and all, not wanting him to be left alone at the house all night. Like normal.
And so he did. He sat at his table with his phone out, just like he’d planned, and watched from the corner of his eyes as Astrid danced with her date that Hiccup did not recognize. Unlike he’d planned, he was not alone at his table, but considering the other occupant was one of his few