A.I.: Orphans of Terra (HTTYD)

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Chapter 35

"So that's what happened," Hiccup finished explaining as he looked at the gobsmacked faces of Snotlout, Spitelout and his father. "You'd probably figure most of this out if Gobber had let you read the contents of that box." He added.

"Okay, first of all......." Stoick started. "I'm sorry. I'm very sorry for how I treated you all these years Hiccup and you deserve more than this apology. I'd even stand still so that you can give me a black eye if you wanted." Stoick got out. "You're so much like your mother. And I was wrong to not teach you anything. I should also have apologized long before now."

"Wow........" Hiccup blinked as he looked at his father. He hadn't expected an apology of any kind ever coming so he just stood there and blinked.

"Son, I know you have a lot to think about and you probably won't forgive me right now.... But just know........." Stoick stopped here for a moment to catch his breath. He was rather awkward when it came to these matters. "Just know that I'll support you,"

"That's all well and good Stoick," Spitelout grumbled. "But we have a bigger problem."

"Which is?" Hiccup asked with a frown as he tried to get his thoughts in order.

"The Hoffersons," Spitelout stated as he crossed his arms. "In your story you stated that you believed that they were the ones who killed Drago. It's rather funny though. They came to Stoick this afternoon claiming they believed you did the deed."

"WHAT!" Hiccup's eyes widened and even Snotlout looked shocked at his father. "That isn't true! I would never-" Stoick held up a hand to indicate for Hiccup to quiet down for a moment.

"What Spitelout said is true," Stoick confirmed. "Mary and Hank did come to my office rather tearfully and told me what they suspected. Of course I didn't believe a word they said."

"You........... didn't?" Hiccup asked with hesitation. "But you've always assumed......" 'that I was the one at fault' was left unsaid but everyone in the room knew what he meant.

"Aye..... I did," Stoick didn't deny it. "But I've done a lot of thinking and realized how wrong I was. So Spitelout and I were trying to find you, to talk, when Snotlout started distracting us."

"Not a very good distraction either," Spitelout gave his son a look that said he could have done better. "Him claiming you were on the toilet for most of the day was not very convincing."

"SNOTLOUT YOU SAID WHAT?!" Hiccup groaned.

"Don't give me that look cuz!" Snotlout pointed an accusing finger at Hiccup. "I had to think of an excuse quickly!"

Hiccup groaned and then rubbed the back of his neck. "So what now?" He asked. "We've been here a couple of hours already."

"Now we take down those mad scientists," A female voice came from behind them and four sets of eyes snapped towards the medical table to see Astrid still laying there, but conscious. She was blinking and just staring at the white ceiling with bright blue eyes. "I am sorry for not communicating during these hours. The transfer process was intense." Astrid said as she tried to move her fingers.

"Astrid, how are you feeling?" Hiccup asked as he quickly hurried to her side. Stoick, Spitelout and Snotlout stayed a respectable distance as to not crowd her.

"Lass?" Stoick asked as he noticed Astrid was not replying.

"I am trying to assess my condition but even with me having control over the nanites in this body it is much more difficult to give an accurate estimation." She stated. "Sorting the cognitive functions is proving to be slightly more challenging than I had estimated."