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Hitchups

Because this is literally the only reason anyone paid attention to me in this fandom.

Summary
Hiccup didn't see the point in stopping Astrid as she ran off towards his village—towards his father—with his most desperately protected secret. He was leaving anyway.
A coming of age tale.
Deviates from movie.
Borderline bromantic-comedy.

And now a follow-up series of one-shots!

Making peace.

That's what they called it—those lucky few with the opportunity to prepare for death. Those who were lucid in their last breaths, who knew when death was inevitable, spent their final thoughts reflecting on their lives. From silent eulogies conducted in the privacy of their hearts to loud laments directed at their chosen faith, humans wanted to find meaning in their lives and deaths.

Not Hiccup. He had every intention of clearing his head and rushing straight into the afterlife. No lamentation necessary. No nostalgia. He harbored no fear for what awaited him on the Other Side and held no attachment to this world.

Hitched...Chapter 1

STOP. Go watch How to Train your Dragon.
PAUSE the movie when Astrid shakes her head upon discovering Toothless and runs off.
Proceed reading.

Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train your Dragon. Dreamworks does.

Hitch Ups: Chapter 1

"You are so busted."

They were the last words Hiccup would hear from his long-time crush, and they hurt him more deeply than any dismissal she had given him before. For in that four-worded sentence lay the truth of their distance from one another—their priorities, their loyalties, their morals—all worlds apart. The most promising Viking of their age didn't even have the natural curiosity Hitched...Chapter 1

Hitchups: Axed

Chapter 2: Axed

Hiccup leaned his back against Toothless, curling into the body heat and allowing the sounds of his surroundings to soothe his uneasy mind. Crickets, owl hoots, and the occasional wolf-howl played a vibrato to the background noise of Highland winds and popping kindle. The moderate fire he constructed flickered sharply against the blue-black setting, further augmenting the hypnotic effect.

After a lengthy, aerial trek—nearly a full-day fly to the south of Berk—Hiccup found himself stretched out under the stars on an uncharted island. He knew he would not have to worry about being immediately followed—it could bHitchups: Axed

Hitchups: Bogged

Bogged

Hiccup knew he would run into a problem sooner or later. He knew it. Everything had been going far too smoothly to be considered normal for him.

He and Toothless managed to slowly make their way across islands, migrating towards the continent islet by islet. They frequently stopped for food, rest or some simple, leisurely fooling around. In fact, without the need for sneaking around in his own village or the fear of being discovered hanging overhead, the past two weeks had proven to be the best in Hiccup's life. He was free from the constraints of his village, laws he no longer adhered to thrown to the wind, and he was finally able tHitchups: Bogged

Hitchups: Plundered

Plundered

The autumn air was crisp to begin with, but a high altitude coupled with windchill had Hiccup's eyes watering at the stinging bites to his nose and cheeks. The rest of his body remained warm, both due to his extra layers of clothing and the hot blood pumping through his body at the thought of what he was about to do.

As it turned out, running into Camicazi had its benefits. Aside from a reminder of his geographical ignorance, she also indicated that there were riches to be found if he kept to the Northumbrian coast.

He had initially thought of sneaking around stealing maps and smithy supplies (to secure the tailfin), but that ledHitchups: Plundered

Hitchups: Rumored

Rumored

Two months of sailing since their stopover in the Orkney Islands and the Bog-Burglars reached their final stop at Berk, leaving just enough time to make it back to their village to finish up winter preparations. They only sent four ships packed with enough goods to yield a fruitful trade; the rest returned home.

As per custom, Big-Boobied Bertha was the first to step off the ship, square-shouldered and round-bottomed. The usual choice crowd stood on the dock to greet her.

"Ah, Stoick, I see you haven' changed a bit. 'Cept that pouch ya' carryin' around in ya' middle, there," Bertha greeted, following up with a booming laugh.

"BertHitchups: Rumored

Hitchups: Watched

Watched

Hiccup's breath came in short, shallow pants. A stitch had formed in his side at least a mile back and the back of his ankle was starting to ache.

"C-come on—! I'm—sorry—!" he pleaded to his thundering pursuer. He shifted his heel in the dirt with the next stride and abruptly changed directions, just managing to avoid the swipe of a massive paw.

"I didn't know you were going to eat it! The meat was just there!"

Hiccup dived under a cluster of low hanging branches, using his smaller size to his advantage. Unfortunately the thickness of the branches wasn't enough to stand up to a fireball followed by a heavy body crasHitchups: Watched

Hitchups: Broached

Broached

They pulled another all-nighter—still concealed by the pre-dawn sky—with Hiccup adamant about making it to the southeastern coast of Wessex. He wanted a full day's rest before daring to cross the English Channel. He was far more worried about it than Toothless, who seemed more insulted about Hiccup's concern than anything else.

"So how old are you?" Hiccup asked. The questions he'd come up with so far were harmless and hardly personal, like he wanted to solidify his understanding of Toothless from the ground up.

::Old?::

Hiccup hit this problem before: where dragons had different phrases or methods of keeping track of tHitchups: Broached

Hitchups: Eluded

A/N: Just a quick note before this first scene... a language that isn't Norse, even if Hiccup can understand it, is going to be "italicized". Carry on!

Eluded

"Fell outta a tree, didja?"

The middle-aged woman gave the frayed tunic a firm shake and held it up before her. Her dark, sharp eyes trailed the edges of the tear, finding no slivers of bark in the strained stitching.

"Yes," the shirtless boy before her said with resolution. His confidence more likely came from knowing what the word meant than confirming his story.

Even without the accent, Winifred Hallows knew this Hiksti character wasn't from around these parts—especially wHitchups: Eluded

Hitchups: Followed

Followed

Hiccup preferred to stay above the clouds when flying by night, especially on nights when they collected to form a solid blanket covering the world. Above the clouds he could see fairly well, for even dark clouds would reflect and enhance the light from the moon and the stars, giving his pitiful, human eyes a reading on his surroundings.

But below a starless overcast, with nothing but black waters and sightless skies surrounding him, Hiccup was left visually numbed. He felt like he was moving through a cold, black whirlwind. It simply wasn't a situation he enjoyed being in.

And yet, here they were—the moon just passing the apHitchups: Followed

Hitchups: Frenched

A/N: Three languages at one point, accents in abundance—hang tight! 'rgr' is the hard "r" sound the French make. It will be italicized even in Norse to help you understand. That being said, Norse is the only language that is not italicized. Uh...good luck with that.

Frenched

While not the first time Hiccup had been subjected to Toothless' crushing weight atop him, never before had it been used as discipline. The smaller of the two came to the conclusion that if he didn't give any reaction then Toothless would eventually get restless and move off him; experience taught Hiccup that a lack of reaction ends torment much faster than fightinHitchups: Frenched

Hitchups: Translated

Translated

The forest experienced only a moment of silence after the last of the brightly clothed backs receded from view before the brush rustled once more. Toothless slunk out of the darkness like a jungle cat, the saddle dangling from his mouth.

Relief warmed Hiccup, both at the sight of the dragon and at Toothless' forethought to hide the saddle with him. Finding that among his belongings would have raised excessive questions—and the less he heard Arnulf's voice, the better.

Toothless dropped the saddle with the motion of spitting. His pupils were slit, nostrils flared, and his movements were jerky, as though he fought with himselHitchups: Translated

Hitchups: Finned

Finned

Some might think travelling underwater in the mouth of a sea serpent as cool. Some may revel in the sheer daring it takes to willingly climb over monstrous teeth and sit on a reeking, slippery muscle. Some might praise themselves for concocting such a clever and original plan to reach famously untouchable grounds.

Some, clearly, have never been in Hiccup's position before, who spent the majority of his discomfiting ride focusing on not throwing up from the suffocating, rank breathing air he was provided with. Call him paranoid, but puking in a sea monster's mouth did not seem like a good way to keep from being accidentally swallowed.Hitchups: Finned

Hitchups: Bluffed

Bluffed

::Wait...that's it!:: Toothless exclaimed, knocking one of the boots over with his nose. ::That's what you nearly killed me for?::

Hiccup reached over and snatched the shoe from the shore of the lake they set camp at, shooting Toothless a dark look. Yesterday's high had been brought down significantly by the everlasting and freezing bath he had been subjected to. He literally had to talk the dragon through finding some conkers and mashing them up for a bootleg version of soap, all while sitting naked in a French lake. To say that sobered him up quickly was an understatement.

Even after he gained Toothless' approval for his personalHitchups: Bluffed

Hitchups: Hunted

A/N: Just a reminder for the languages:

Anything italicized is spoken in a language other than Norse. This includes English.

New language key: ss = th (soft, e.g. this - ssis); d = th (hard, e.g. think - dink)

Anything that is NOT italicized is Norse. Keep that in mind to try and maintain your sanity. Enjoy!

Hunted

"T-tyu-no..." Hiccup tried for the seventh time, tasting the word on his mouth. Below him, Toothless' ear-sensor flapped.

::I think it's Doo-nuh::

"No, I'm almost positive he said 'tuh-nuh'," Hiccup disputed. "No... tch... tuh-duh...deh-dyoo-no?"

The name of the large river they followed continued to escape him. Ever since Hitchups: Hunted

Hitchups: Identified

Identified

Tuffnut sat on a high hill, one leg bent up by his chest, the other stretched outward with a rocking foot, and watched as the first visitors of the spring moored to Berk's docks. Traders. And headed by a brat too—one of those rich Englishmen from the south who wanted to branch out from under his father's wing.

Merchants and journeymen and apprentices from the lands below all milled about on his island, throwing their crafts and goods in the faces of Berk's populace.

Eventually he would stroll down there himself and see what they had to offer. His family's status was not anything to brag about—that was for sure—so Hitchups: Identified

Hitchups: Balanced

Balanced

"Again!"

Panting, Hiccup picked up the curved sabre that had just been knocked from his grip. Sweat trickled from his hairline, cooling the side of his face against the heat of exertion and the warm, spring air. He firmly ignored the vicious smile on the face of his taller opponent as he fell back into a stance.

Though Domokos mercilessly trained Hiccup in archery over the last three weeks, the Magyar warrior insisted that the boy gain sufficient skill in swordplay as well. Every other day Hiccup found himself being knocked around by a sparring partner as Domokos objectively watched from the sidelines.

Solt kindly volunteered to Hitchups: Balanced

Hitchups: Combined

Combined

Thwunk—thwunk—thwunk

Placing one foot in front of the other, Hiccup kept a steady breath as he traveled the length of a fallen tree caught several feet high in the branches of its neighbors.

Thwunk—thwunk—thwunk

In a seamless flow, his arm loaded and released arrow after arrow, sending each bone-tipped head into the same mark at different angles.

Thwunk—thwunk—thwunk

"Gah!"

The last arrow—the ninth arrow—sunk into the tree naught a fingernail's width from the edge of the target. Hiccup dropped his head back and groaned.

"You are too hard on yourself," Domokos called from where he casualHitchups: Combined

Hitchups: Departed

Departed

Hiccup waited anxiously for Domokos to reach the shore. The distant sound of masculine shouts and even fainter clangs of butting weapons colored the background, adding to the tension coursing through his body. He had to wonder at the speed of a Night Fury—something he thought entirely natural—compared to that of a horse given that he had been to the island and back already. Many women and the youngest of the clan hidden in the bunker witnessed his hasty packing. He had given them a broken message explaining his departure involving rushed English and a few Hungarian words he picked up. They understood; many bowed to him in Hitchups: Departed

Hitchups: Classified

A/N: This first scene will kind of be exclusively from Toothless' P.O.V. so we can hear some dragon-dragon speak (unlike the sea serpent scene). Please don't be confused!

Classified

Toothless slowly, almost flippantly, rolled to his feet, keeping his lime-green eyes on the intruder. Though, in all likelihood, the title of 'intruder' fell on he and Hiccup; there was a very good chance they had trespassed on the territory of the dragon now tensely approaching him. It slunk low to the ground, moving in a slow crawl as if to stalk prey. Toothless kept his guard up as well but otherwise watched impassively as the dragon came to him, using the tiHitchups: Classified

Hitchups: Wowed

Wowed

Hiccup's boots molded to the soft ground with every careful shift in his weight as he approached his mark. The thin layer of snow coating the hard earth would occasionally crunch under his footing, but otherwise his skill in silently navigating through winter-like conditions had not been lost on him. His breath would have been visible if the air was just a shade colder and he found the night to be more perfect than any in recent memory.

The Old Mountain was a blessing to him. His time in the Balkans caused freckles to bloom across his skin faster than the most infectious of plagues, some clustered so close he looked of a whole other sHitchups: Wowed

Hitchups: Sacrificed

Sacrificed

There was pain in his arm...somewhere between his elbow and his wrist. And for a while it was the only feeling Hiccup registered. Then this pain grew, steadily and quickly as his mind picked up speed, swift in taking up much of his jumbled thoughts. But he made no noise or movement for it; he was too exhausted, still in a place where he wasn't sure what was real, if he were still flying or not. His weight seemed to have left him, like he was being carried...over someone's shoulder where their armor dug into his stomach and the blood rushed to his head.

The slow growing awareness picked up a noise outside his mind. At first a hum,Hitchups: Sacrificed

Hitchups: Timed

Timed

Within one of the lodgings stippling the rocky knolls of Berk, protected from the raging storm by thick wooden walls, an aged woman started to full consciousness. She lay there for a moment, listening to her own heartbeat thunder alongside the rapid tempo of raindrops pelting against the side of her hut. So abrupt was her waking that she spent her first deep breaths trying to grasp why she had suddenly roused in the dead of night. Had she been dreaming?

She glanced, bleary-eyed, around her unlit room. Dried herbs she bundled earlier that day appeared in an instant, pale flash before darkness overcame again.

She realized, just before Hitchups: Timed

Hitchups: Idolized

Idolized

Those unexpected words iced over Hiccup until even the shallow motions of his lungs ceased. While the loss of activity did not lesson his pain, neither did it augment, so he took the moment to entertain the likelihood of suffering delusions or hallucinations brought on by this state.

"Toothless..." he murmured softly into the pillow. Toothless wasn't freaking out, so he shouldn't freak out. Frankly speaking, he didn't have the energy to freak out. But the knowledge that under any other circumstance he would be freaking out kept him highly agitated.

::We're fine:: Toothless assured, and Hiccup believed him.

Slowly, miserably, he tHitchups: Idolized

Hitchups: Bathed

Bathed

The chills of Haustmánuður arrived in Berk early this year, casting light quivers and raised bumps across any exposed skin in the travel from one home to another. Typically, donning more furs served as the universal solution to an escalation in cold. However, in light of playing the host to the Bog Burglars' annual visit, Vikings had taken to simply drinking more alcohol. Mead, whisky, grape wines, ales—anything that left a warm tummy and a pink face was guzzled all hours of the day.

The meeting of the two tribes rode out much more smoothly than that of last year. No one spoke of the banished son, and the adults partieHitchups: Bathed

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=insanitystudz Nov 30, 2011 Hobbyist Filmographer

Oh man I hear people talking about this story all the time. I finally get to read it!!! Are all the chapters in order? Or are their links on each one?

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*AvannaK Nov 30, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Oh yes! You're really going to read it? Did *ch4rms awesome book cover work?! That would be awesome

Yep - all the chapters are in there! The ffnet version has better edited chapters, but here are all the pretty pictures

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=insanitystudz Nov 30, 2011 Hobbyist Filmographer

I did see the book cover, and it made me decide to finally see what all the fuss was about. I read the first chapter and I loved it!!!

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*AvannaK Nov 30, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

This is so exciting! I'm so happy you're giving this a try. I really hope you enjoy the rest of the story

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=insanitystudz Nov 30, 2011 Hobbyist Filmographer

I'm certain I will!

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~LadyAsher Jul 26, 2011

I love this story so much! Especially the banner illustrations! Please keep drawing, they add a lot to the story just by being able to see what the characters look like now

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*AvannaK Jul 26, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Yay! And I just responded to your review too. I will certainly keep drawing, don't worry. Also, there are other artists who draw for this story, which you can find in my favorites section.

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~POKE-and-SPAZZ Jul 13, 2011

I LOVE Hitchups! I really look foward to the next chapter! Its by far the best HTTYD fanfiction I have ever read!

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*AvannaK Jul 18, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you!

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~POKE-and-SPAZZ Jul 18, 2011

your welcome! I JUST read the updates!!! SOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOD!!!!! thank YOU for such an awesome read!

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