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19. Two Unexpected Marriages

Talulahh's POV:

We were all training in the arena when Spitelout came. "Odin please help me." I muttered when I saw him slip off his Nadder, Kingstail.

Dahlia, who was standing right next to me, looked over. "Who's that?"

"Snotlout's dad." I placed my head in my hands. "You can hide behind Saph if you want." I offered.

"Yes, please."

I walked towards Spitelout. "Dad?" Snotlout said, looking horrified.

"Spitelout!" Hiccup said, 'happy' to see the man. "Uh, what a...what a pleasant surprise."

Spitelout picked up one of our spears and inspected it. "Dull." He said in his usual condescending tone.

"Y-yeah! I was just telling them that, dad." Snotlout said, trying to impress his fat. er. "Hey, did you see that-"

Spitelout cut him off, "I come with news from Berk. There's to be a union tomorrow between two proud houses, our family, House Jorgenson, and..."

"What kind of muttonhead would marry into the Jorgensons?" Astrid whispered to me.

"...Astrid's family, House Hofferson." Spitelout finished his sentence.

I pinched my lips together to keep from laughing as Astrid's face dropped.

Dahlia slowly walked over to me. "He doesn't seem like a very good dad." She muttered.

"Neither was yours, apparently." I shot back, her gaze dropped to her boots.

"Who's your friend?" Spitelout looked at me.

"She's not my friend." I replied.

"Spitelout, this is Dahlia." Hiccup said, giving me a stern look.

"Pleasure to meet ya, lass." Spitelout said before losing interest.

"Wait...this means Snotlout is gonna be family." Astrid realized, disgust laced in her voice.

"What's the problem, cuz?" Snotlout put his arms around my girlfriends shoulder. "This is just going to bring us...closer." She elbowed him in the gut.

"Welcome to the family, lass." Spitelout smiled. "Now, on to business." He grabbed something wrapped in purple silk. He unwrapped the silk to show a beautiful axe.

"Woah. The Jorgenson Family Ceremonial Axe. There's never been a union without it." Snotlout said in awe.

"Aye. And, as you know, it will need to be present tomorrow at Here's sacred matrimonial site, the Island of Friga, to chop down the Bethrothal Birch for this union to be official. So, you, Snotlout, wil be delivering it." Spitelout handed the axe to his son.

"That's quite an honor, Snotlout." Hiccup said.

"Thus privilege is only given to the bravest and most virile member of the Jorgenson clan. And you guys are looking at him!" Snotlout said proudly.

"I would've done it myself, if u wasn't already responsible for procuring the beasts for union's ceremonial 400-boar feast." Spitelout said.

"But I'm the natural second choice for the job." Snotlout said.

"Of course Hedgelout wasn't available. He's still missing at sea."

"Third choice. That's still good, right?" Snotlout said.

"And then there was Griplout."

"Are you talking about the Jorgenson that lost both his arms in that freak mutton accident?" Hiccup clarified. I frowned, realizing that Snotlout was the last choice. I hated that Spitelout decided to be so condescending about it too.