A Race to the Edge Fic. Chapter 4 - To Valhalla and Back.
This is the final chapter to my RTTE fan fiction story.
Read the previous chapters through the following links. [1] [2] [3]
The two young vikings reached the fire. Astrid, pulled away from Hiccup and went to her yak skin on the other side of the fire pit. Hiccup felt a small pang of sadness when she let go of him and left him. Then, he had to remind himself they were friends and she obviously wanted her space. So Hiccup turned and started searching for some more wood to throw on the fire. He found a pile a short distance away that the others must have gathered earlier. He crouched and picked up the whole armful and carried it over, back to camp.
When he returned, he found Astrid sitting on her skin, which had been dragged over to where Hiccup had put his own. She beamed up at him and he inwardly took note of how adorable she was. Although, he knew he could never mention that to her or he'd get a beating, for sure.
Astrid watched quietly from her yak skin as Hiccup fed the flames with more wood. She was still shivering and wet all over. When he was done with the fire, he wondered over to his saddle bag and pulled out the fur.
"Here." Hiccup said, handing it to her. She took it gladly and then looked up at him, concerned.
"But you are just as cold as I am!" she insisted. "Here, we can share." She held the fur out wide to invite him to join.
"You sure?" He asked. He didn't want to invade her personal space. He had been doing that a lot lately, it seems.
She rolled her eyes. "Get down here, or I will hurt you." She said seriously.
So Hiccup and Astrid sat, together, with the fur wrapped around them, their backs to the fire, and eyes out over the sea. Hiccup could only just make out the inebriated teenagers and their dragons still splashing around in the waters below. Their laughter and chatter echoed across the sand and around the bay. Hiccup thought about how very alone they were out here. He pictured the archipelago, and how, right now, everything was quiet, sleeping and dormant, for miles around. And yet, in this one spot, there was life.
The conversation between Hiccup and Astrid flowed without thought. They talked for what felt like hours. They spoke about Berk, and dragons. Hiccup talked about his dad, and Astrid told stories about her father, when she was a vikling. These were stories, Hiccup felt, she had never shared before. They talked about mead and speculated where Alvin the Treacherous was, these days. It was so easy and Hiccup felt that what ever had happened between them the day before, was in the past now and could be forgotten.
Below, in the water, Hiccup could hear the others complaining that all the mead had run out. Hiccup and Astrid watched as Snotlout and Tuffnut started riding the dragons like water horses. It started a game of water racing which was very entertaining for the two vikings on the shore.
Astrid, smiling, sighed and leant back on the yak skins. Hiccup copied her, so they were laying side by side, looking up at the sky. Hiccup's head had steadied now, and the stars no longer whirred around (which he thanked the Gods for).
"So…" He said, trying to find the words. "I've been meaning to thank you."
Astrid turned on her side and leaned on her arm to look at him, eyebrow quirked. "What for?"
"Well, for coming out here. You know, to 'The Great Beyond'." he said slowly. "I know you had a mind to join the Berk Guard, which you would have been so good at too…"
"Hiccup, the Berk Guard was… well, it was just a back up plan." she confessed, looking down at the sand. "I had always, sort of, hoped that maybe, you would come up with some new adventures to take us on, or some new project to work on."
"And look where you have brought us! Dragon's Edge is amazing! I've never made a better decision in my life." She said, assuredly.
"I'm glad. I just wanted you to know… it means a lot to me that you are here." Hiccups cheeks went pink. He didn't know where all this honesty had come from!
There was a silence. The beach was growing dim, as the fire started running out of juice. Hiccup was relaxed. He closed his eyes and started being lulled into a stupor by the warm breeze and the quiet ripple of the waves. The occasional cry of laughter and the sound of flapping dragon wings comforted him.
"Hm?" He replied, absently.
Hiccup's eyes flashed open. "What? Why?"
Astrid hesitated. "For earlier today… well, yesterday now, I guess. When we were on the beach…"
Oh no. Hiccup thought. I had just forgotten about that. Why is she bringing it up? So embarrassing.
"No, I'm sorry." He said as he turned his head to look at her. "I-I misread… I—"
Astrid was shaking her head. "No, Hiccup. Don't apologise, you did nothing wrong."
"But you didn't want to. I made you uncomfortable and I… I feel like a-a darned muttonhead." He looked away, back to the sky. He didn't want to talk about this. He thought, maybe, they could just go on and forget it.
There was a short silence before Astrid said very softly, as if she had been hurt "But it's not that I didn't want to…"
Hiccup heard the words echo in his head.
Hiccup opened his mouth, then closed it again — bereft of speech.
"It all happened so fast, and then, you were there and… and well and I chickened out. I ran away like a coward." she said, bitterly. "The viking girl who couldn't kiss a boy."
Hiccup laughed and turned his, now warm, gaze toward her. "Astrid! Don't be absurd. You are the bravest viking I know—. Well, maybe save my father, but…"
Astrid looked up through her lashes, with an unsure expression. "I mean, I've only ever kissed you…you know, like a child. I've never… I don't know how to… do it. S-so I ran away." Even in the faint light, Hiccup could tell she was bright pink.
"Hey," He said, putting a friendly hand on her shoulder. "If it makes you feel better, I've never done it either, so I'm just as new to it as you are."
Astrid looked doubtful. "Never?"
"Never! Who would I have done that with? Ruffnut? I shudder to even think…" Astrid laughed but she couldn't help but think of the time they had found Heather. Hiccup had offered her his own bed. Anything might have happened behind closed doors.
Hiccup must have read her mind somehow. "And well… Heather is not my type." He added shortly.
There was another silence where they looked at eachother. All this talk about kissing, and Hiccup suddenly felt his need to kiss Astrid again, but he held himself back this time. He didn't want to misread her again and have an issue all over again.
Yet he couldn't help but think how beautiful she looked in the reddish light, that was cast over them by the dying embers. Their eyes were locked in a gaze. Hiccup was half hoping she might make a move or somehow tell him it was okay to do what he wanted to do. She said nothing. He waited even longer for her. Say something, Astrid. He inwardly pleaded for her to say something but he decided that he must have been waiting in vain.
Disappointed, Hiccup started to remove his hand from her shoulder but Astrid reacted fast and held it there. Hiccup started to feel almost a little fed up. He didn't like being messed around. Did she want him or not?
"I-I won't chicken out this time." she whispered, so quietly that Hiccup was sure he mustn't have heard it. Yet she began to guide his hand, slowly, from her shoulder, down, over her bare rib cage to her waist. She closed her eyes and tried to memorise the feel of his fingers grazing her skin. Opening her eyes, she moved herself closer to his body, steadily. She was determined, yet her ragged breath gave her away. She was nervous too.
"Ar-Are you sure?" Hiccup asked, as he rubbed his thumb back and forth over her firm abdomen. He didn't believe this was real, this was actually happening.
Astrid nodded and wriggled a little closer to him on the skins, eyes always on his. She placed one hand under his neck and another on his arm. Hiccup could feel her breath on his face. Both teenagers had begun to tremble slightly.
There was a pause— a great moment of anticipation.
Hiccup leant down, to take away the distance between them, and their lips touched.
At first the kisses they shared were short, soft, and shy. The two vikings were a bit timid at first. yet it was still breathtaking Hiccup held her. It must have finally sunk in that this was actually happening and the kisses became longer and more playful. Her lips parted and their tongues entered each others mouths. Hiccup could feel her ragged breath, mixing with his.
Gods. Hiccup thought to himself.
Astrid's arms reached further for him and her hand snaked itself into his hair and he pulled her closer, so that their half-naked bodies were pressed together. Astrid thought how stupid she was to have rejected this the day before. It was one of the sweetest experiences of her life, she never wanted to let Hiccup go.
Hiccup pulled away to share a warm smile with her and then slowly started planting kisses on her neck and down her jaw line, back to her mouth. Beneath his lips, he could feel Astrid smiling through her kisses, which made him very happy. They were in their own private Valhalla. There was nothing else in this moment, besides them. I'm kissing Astrid Hofferson! Hiccup thought wildly.
Regrettably, their moment in Valhalla was suddenly ripped away from them, when footsteps and voices, coming over the sand, reached their ears.
The two vikings tore away from one another as if they had been yanked apart by some invisible force. Astrid sat up hurriedly and started fixing her hair. She put on a very fake, warm smile as the others approached the camp fire, with their party of dragons.
Hiccup lay back on his back, with his hands behind his head, looking very relaxed and genuinely pleased with himself. To hide his satisfaction from the others, he attempted to wear a serious expression however he just couldn't stop himself from grinning, ear to ear.
The others filed into camp, Snotlout ignorantly kicking up sand as he passed.
"I see you all had fun out there?" Astrid asked, obviously trying to act as if there was nothing going on.
The twins whooped and there was a murmur of cheerful agreement from the others.
"Umm…Why are you sharing skins? Gross." said Snotlout. "Hiccup is always covered in dragon saliva. I would never let him touch my stuff." Astrid shrugged. "You can always come share my yak skin, though, Astrid. I'm clean." He gestured to his manky, old skin on the sand.
"Oh yeah, besides the fact that you sit on a dragon every day that is covered in kerosene gel!" retorted Astrid. Snotlout threw his arms up defensively and then went hand settled down with Hookfang.
Hiccup didn't like the way Snotlout was talking to Astrid and he looked at her, eyebrows knit together. She shook her head. He supposed it was normal, ignorant Snotlout behaviour. Yet, it still displeased him.
The newcomers all settled on to their skins, looking very cold and wet. They edged themselves close to the hot embers to warm up.
"What were you guys doing on the beach?" Asked Fishlegs genuinely.
"Oh just chatting… nothing really." lied Astrid. The others didn't seem to care or wonder that much, but Tuffnut eyed them off, knowingly. Hiccup wished they didn't have to lie to their friends about what was really happening up on the beach. But he supposed lying was easier than having to awkwardly tell the truth. So he went with it.
"Okay gang!" He said, in an authoritative voice, sitting up. "I want to meet you all at the stables at mid morning tomorrow for training." The others all burst into complaints. Even Astrid whined
Hiccup, scratched the back of his head, surprised at the sudden outburst of disagreement.
"Please, no. We will be useless." said Ruffnut in a pleading tone. "It's so late and I have definitely drank too much mead. Please, Hiccup. Another day off."
There was a choir of agreeing tones. Even the dragons kicked up.
"I'm not coming!" Snotlout protested. "Hookfang and I are boycotting training tomorrow." He crossed his arms, defiantly, at Hiccup.
"Okay! Okay! No training." Hiccup threw up his arms in exasperation and lay back down, defeated.
The others seemed pretty pleased. With no training to worry about the next day, they could expect a good nights sleep out under the stars.
Quiet fell over the camp.
Hiccup was laying, again, facing the sky with his hands behind his head. Toothless had come and curled up beside him on the sand and was already half snoring. It had been a big day. Come to think of it, Hiccup was probably not fit for training in the morning either. His stomach churned a bit as he felt it digesting the mead and that measly mutton leg.
He remembered Astrid, laying next to him. He wished he could hold her all night.
He glanced over at her. She was laying on her stomach, using her hands as a head rest. She was watching him.
They shared a silent, surreptitious smile.
He rolled over to face her, on his side. He held out his hand on the sand and she took it.
The fire had dimmed down into darkness and they drifted off into oblivion. Together.
Thanks for following my RTTE story! I didn't really have much else of this story to write about. So I think this story is finished now. Unless any of you can come up with any ideas that could be in another chapter, PM me or leave a suggestion in the review box on my fanfiction page. I have also made some art of the highlights of this story that I have posted under the tag ‘mystory’
Thanks so much for all the support and maybe i'll get bored and write another one some time.