That Look (Hiccup x Reader)

103: Mi Amoure Wing

The twins were hovering a giant pile of scrap metal down to a very specific spot. Thor knows why, while the rest of us wanted and debated what we were going to do with the large piece of junk.

"A little to the left. Little bit more." Tuff told his sister, helping navigate the Zippleback. "Little bit-- No, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, now we got to go back right. Let's get-- Let's head back to the right!"

"Failure is not an option. The entire known world is counting on us!" Ruff yelled.

"So does everything have to be a game with them or...?" Hiccup trailed off as we watched.

"I seem to recall all of us doing this. More along the lines of a competition though." I responded.

"They share a pea brain, Hiccup, and peas are really small to start with." Snotlout laughed at himself and was then crushed by the pile of scrap metal.

"Nailed it!" Ruff cheered.

"Okay, look come on down, you two." Hiccup called them over. "We have to decide what to do with all this scrap metal."

"Throw it in the water with those Nuts." Snotlout replied, pulling himself out from under the pile.

"And pollute the ocean?" Fishlegs asked offendedly. "Unh-unh. Not on my watch."

"If only there was a way, some-, some way that this metal, this very metal here could benefit all of dragon-kind." Tuff pondered aloud.

"Yeah, like if there was a dragon that could somehow reuse all this junk." Ruff continued.

"Armorwing!" Hiccup and Fishlegs yelled in sync.

"The Armorwing? That thief?" Snotlout scoffed.

"Metalmasher isn't a thief. I always give him my scrap metal. Smothering Smokebreath's on the other hand, those guys are thieves." I told the idiot.

"This great deed shall be known forevermore as... re... doing the thing." Tuff announced.

'Does he mean recycling?'

"Yeah, We'll figure it out, bro." Ruff shook her head.

"Re-figure it out, bro."

There was a nearby flapping of wings and Sleuther landed next to us. Mala and Dagur dismounted and I noticed an Arrow sticking from Dagur's shoulder.

"Hiccup!" Dagur yelled and grabbed him for a hug.

"Dagur. Mala." Hiccup greeted and noticed the arrow. "A-arrow?"

"Are you guys okay?" Fishlegs asked.

"Never better! Why do you ask?" Dagur beamed.

"You have an arrow sticking out of your... nothing." He trailed off.

"We have a very important announcement, Hiccup Haddock." Mala said, looking rather excited instead of her usual cool demeanour.

"I just finished the Defenders of the Wing King Trials." Dagur explained. "Nailed it!"

"We are getting married." Mala blushed.

"Yes, we are." Dagur continued beaming.

"I'm over the moon!" Mala said happily and they grabbed each other's hands.

Jaws dropped. I mean, I expected this, but in a few months, not in a week.

"Huh?" Snotloud gapped, probably upset that he was once in that very spot.

"Oh-ho-hoo!" Fishlegs squealed.

"Now, if, uh, someone could fix this before the ceremony, I would greatly appreciate it." Dagur pointed to the arrow. "Don't want to scare the new in-laws." He chuckled.