That Look (Hiccup x Reader)

78: Out Of The Frying Pan

Fishlegs and Hiccup were inside Hiccup's hut, hard at work on the Dragon Blade. Astrid, I and the twins were standing outside, somewhat oblivious to the muttering that was going on inside.

"Well, by my calculations, Hiccup, for the Dragon Blade to ignite in those kind of wind conditions, it would require-"

"An additional half jar of Monstrous Nightmare gel."

"Precisely!"

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Fishlegs?"

"Build a new handle to hold twice as much gel." They said at the same time.

"Of course. Now, what gauge cylinder will we use?" Fishlegs asked. "My brain says 10, but my heart says 13."

"That's a language we'll never understand." Astrid said.

"I understand it." I spoke up. "But I don't agree with the handle idea. The more Monstrous Nightmare gel you store, the more flammable it gets. Not to mention that it's going to be connected to a flaming sword. I think it's more likely the whole sword will explode. I would go with Changewing acid instead."

"Yeah. You know, we too have a language that you will never understand." Ruff told us, not understanding what I was saying.

"This is news?" Astrid asked sarcastically.

"No, seriously. We created our own secret twin language." Tuff nodded.

"Yeah, just in case we ever got captured and needed to communicate in code."

"I'm interested," I shrugged.

"Okay, I know I'm gonna regret asking this, but what exactly is this secret language of yours?" Astrid sighed.

"It's complex, so try and follow along with those pretty little heads of yours. Ello-hay, Uffnut-Ray." Tuffnut, uhh, it was somewhere between snorting and speaking.

"Ello-hay, Uffnut-Tay".

"We call it Boar Latin!"

"How boar-ing." I laughed.

"Yeah. Genius, right? Oh, wait, uh Enius-gay, Ight-ray?" Ruff said.

"Can you believe it only took us 11 years to come up with that?" Tuff asked. "I mean, 15 with the research and development."

"All you did was take the first letter of the word before and put it in front of the next word and adding 'ay'." I pointed out, the not-really genius. "And snorting?"

"What's with all the snorting?" Astrid asked.

"Uh, hello? It's called Boar Latin." Tuff told us as if it were completely obvious. "Uh, boar?"

"Yeah, heard of it? Can't have the Latin without the boar. Then it'd just be Latin. Duh." Ruff shook her head. "Everyone speaks Latin these days."

"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas. Omnis incursio infernalis adversii omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Ergo, draco maledicte, ecclesiam tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire. Te rogamus. Audi nos." I shrugged, slightly surprised that neither twin started convulsing.

"Ummy-Day."

"Erk-jay."

"Hey, just for the record, I understand everything you guys are saying." Astrid told them as Hiccup and Fishlegs came out of the hut. Snotlout also appearing, assumingly back from patrol.

"That's ingenious, Hiccup." Fishlegs gushed.

"I wouldn't have thought of it if you hadn't suggested Changewing acid." Hiccup gushed back.