Hiccup and Astrid were alone on the bed in their now very dirty room, after very long, painful hours of labour. Astrid was in a very messy bun in a big ugly delivery gown, looking like a mess, but she didn’t care. She was leaning against her husbands shoulder, as they both lovingly gazed down at their newborn daughter who was in his arms.
“So, we going with Zephyr?” Asked Hiccup.
“Definitely,” Astrid replied without a doubt. Hiccup gently lifted Zephyr a little higher to place a gentle kiss on her tiny forehead.
“She’s so peaceful. And really adorable, like, Berk babies are not meant to be this cute.” The blonde stated. Hiccup nodded in response: “Must be genetics,” she continued.
“Yea, makes sense since we’re both pretty hot,” Hiccup added. Astrid couldn’t help but roll her eyes and scoff simultaneously at his comment. “Can I hold her for a sec?” She asked, while laying down on her back comfortably.
Hiccup carefully passed the baby to his wife, with a loving smile on his face, and placed her, on her belly, on Astrid’s chest. Astrid then, also lovingly placed a gentle kiss on Zephyr’s head, while caressing it. The baby then wrapt her tiny hand around Astrid’s index finger, making the new mother’s heart flutter.
“Hi baby,” she whispered to her daughter.
“You definitely look like a mother now,” Hiccup stated.
“You’re already sweeter,”
“Shut up.” The blonde playfully yet straightforwardly responded. Hiccup chuckled and pecked his wife on her cheek.
The family’s little moment was interrupted with a knock on the door.
“Must be the gang.” He assumed. “Can they come in?” He wanted to check if Astrid was comfortable with at least 6 other Vikings barging in their room.
“Sure, I mean I look perfectly presentable,” the blonde replied sarcastically.
“Oh don’t worry, you look gorgeous,” the man spoke, before quickly cupping her cheeks and pecking her on the lips, putting a smile on her face.
“Come in,” Hiccup directed towards the door.
Valka, Gobber, Astrid’s parents, Snotlout, Fishlegs, Eret and the twins all walked inside the room as quietly as they could. Gothi, Valka, Ruffnut and Astrid’s mother had already been present throughout the birth, as there was no way Astrid was going to have an old man stare and poke inside of her for at least 2 hours of pushing. After the baby was all cleaned up, they wanted to give Astrid and Hiccup some space with their tiny new daughter.
“Wow, she’s beautiful,” stated Fishlegs, fanboying as he usually does.
“Ok, I must say that is an adorable baby,” Tuff commented.
“Yea, especially for Berk standards,” added Ruff.
“I know right?” Astrid told the twins.
“Sure the baby’s cute, but... yea I got nothing to say she’s adorable. She’s even holding onto your finger oh my gods,” Snotlout gave in.
“You wanna hold him Uncle Snotlout? After everyone’s had a turn?” Asked Hiccup.
“Wait I’m an uncle?” Snotlout sounded very excited with a high pitched voice.
“Yeahhhh!” Astrid answered in return, extremely sarcastically, evidently making fun of Snotlout’s reaction. Jeez, this beautiful event definitely hadn’t made her any softer. The couple first passed the baby to Grandma Valka, who would then pass Zephyr to the others.
“Can we hold her too?” Tuffnut asked curiously.
“Absolutely not.” Hiccup replied without hesitation.
“Hell no.” Astrid also replied discretely.
“C’mon! I had to watch her shoot out of you but I can’t even hold her?” Ruffnut commented frustratedly. Hiccup and Astrid tried to ignore the first part of what the woman just said in front of everyone, and looked at each other, exhausted, trying to make an agreement.
“I mean... sure,” Astrid gave in, letting out a sigh.
“What’s her name, dear?” Asked Astrid’s mother.
“Well, hello Zephyr, you look just like your mother when she was born,” stated Astrid’s father. “But with what appears to be a bit of brown hair.” Hiccup and Astrid giggled in response, then smiled at each other for what seemed to be the millionth time that day.
They couldn’t wait to spend the rest of their lives together with little Zephyr.
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