HICCUPS POV.
Hiccup could barely hold in his laughter at the sight of Astrid trying to stay on Toothless. Astrid was clutching with both hands to Hiccups armored forearm as Toothless blasted over the surface of the water at close to lightning speed.
Hiccup could feel her body trembling even through his armor but he wasn't quite sure if it was from the cold rush of air or the fear of flying well over one-hundred and fifty miles per hour. Hiccup looked over Astrids shoulder and let a small laugh slip out from between his lips at the sight of one of the best warriors from Berk with her eye's sealed shut in fear.
It was a sight that Hiccup almost couldn't believe. For all the years he had known Astrid, through all the raids, all the weeks of dragon training. He had never once seen her afraid. But now here she was quivering in fear from the simple act of flight. And then he got an idea, that would either end in disaster or it would succeed.
Hiccup took his free hand that had been swaying idly beside him and wrapped the fingers under the saddle pulling back on it. Toothless stopped flying and began to hover over the the still ocean water. "Hold on tight Astrid." He said softly into her ear and he pulled up on the saddle.
Toothless began to climb quickly higher and higher into the air and Hiccup could feel Astrid's hands tighten around his forearm. The right side of Hiccups mouth curled into a smile at the thought of Astrid being able to take comfort and feel secure around someone who she once and still probably despised.
Maybe she could help prove his theory, that even the toughest and most ruthless Vikings could change. Change from there current dragon killing ways, to a different, more caring and understanding way of life. He shook his head and the thought disappeared. He tried not to dream about things that most likely wouldn't, that couldn't happen.
The pressure on his forearm from Astrids grip brought him back to the moment. He looked down to the water far below him and gave Toothless a pat on the side of his neck. "This is far enough bud." The dragon replied with a short roar as he began to fly straight across the brightening sky.
He only had a few more moments until the sun had fully risen and the moment was gone. Hiccup loosened his hold on Astrids waist and in panic she gripped even tighter to his forearm. He laughed at the sight and spoke to the frightened Viking teen.
"I'm not going to throw you off." At him even saying it she tightened her grip again. 'Can her grip get any tighter?' He wondered to himself as he wiggled his forearm trying to loosen her iron grip. "Open your eye's." Astrid merely squeezed her eyes shut tighter at him even suggesting that she open them.
"Astrid please." He tried to make his voice sound as inviting as possible. He felt Astrids muscles slightly relax as she opened her eyes slightly loosening her grip on his arm. "Just keep your eye's on the sky." He warned but it was too late as her first instinct was to check how high they were.
Astrid jerked away from the side she peered down from and buried herself in his chest. Hiccup was taken back at the feeling of Astrid clinging to his armored chest. Part of him didn't want to move her, because the feeling of her in that close of proximity to his chest made him feel happy.
Even her fingers had wrapped themselves under his chest plate. In the entire time span of fifteen years that he known Astrid not once had he seen this level of fear and panic in her. "Astrid." He said to her slowly peeling her fingers from the underside of his chest plate.
He turned Astrid back around and slowly lifted her chin to the sky that was littered with white fluffy clouds just barely out of reach. "Open you eyes." He instructed keeping his hand against her chin to keep her gaze on the sky.
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The Night Rider
ActionWhat if Hiccup had left after being chosen to kill the Monstrous Nightmare. After three years of being presumed dead and freeing dragons from in and out of the archipelago and building his reputation as the man in dragon scale armor the Night Rider...