[Snotlout]

Please Don't Make Any Sudden Moves

You Don't Know Half Of The Abuse

How had things come to this?

His father had become more demanding of him, the fear of letting him down crushing the poor man. He didn't want to take the title of Chief from his cousin, not when he hadn't proved himself. His cousin had earned his place, made his way to the top and proving 7 generations wrong within only a few weeks. All he had managed to do was learn in his cousins footsteps. Finally he decided that he would simply spar his cousin, get a feel for his strength and then pretend like he couldn't take his cousin on. Surely his father would understand? He began swinging his ax, hitting target after target much like how Astrid tended to practice. He wasn't as agile as the other girl but that didn't mean he wasn't as strong, or stronger. He threw his ax once more, watching as it sunk heavily into one of the target barrels. He was panting by now, unaware of how much effort he had slowly been putting into the chucking of the weapon. Deep marks now marred all the practice barrels and he only took a deep breath before going to retrieve his ax, maybe he would have to take the advice he gave his cousin after all.

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[Hiccup]

So I'm fanning the flames to climb so high

He was acutely aware that something was wrong with his cousin, it came from being family he supposed, they'd never been entirely close in their youth beyond the stronger man picking at him when he got the chance, but they'd still grown up together, he could tell that something was weighing him down more than usual as of late, and he was determined now to get to the bottom of it.

Of course, he didn't expect Snotlout to justgive that information away, but he figured maybe if he picked at his brain a little he could figure something out, even if it was just bits and pieces to a bigger puzzle, it would at least be some sort of clue that the clever man could put together into a bigger picture. Or that was what he was hoping for, of course, his plans rarely went the way they were supposed to, so he was fully prepared to think on his toes if he had to, it was one of the things he did best after all.

He didn't entirely expect to see Snot training so ferociously in the arena, but poking at some of the villagers had directed him here when he asked where the man was. He didn't approach him at first, he just hung back and watched him carefully for a moment before taking a breath and stepping into the arena with him.

"Hey Snotlout, you've been a little scarce, I was uh...Starting to worry about ya!"

He gave Hookfang a look that assured the Nightmare that he wasn't here to cause any trouble, he could tell he was a little bit off himself, no doubt as worried for his rider as Hiccup was.

Snotlout

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"Hiccup" - "Toothless"

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[Snotlout]

Please Don't Make Any Sudden Moves

You Don't Know Half Of The Abuse

Hiccups voice ringing through the arena had been enough to startle him a bit. He looked over to his cousin with a slight expression of shock before letting that oh so common cocky smirk come back over his features. It was a facade he had perfected over time, the only thing that ruined the appearance was the nervous wringing of his hands around the shaft of his weapon. The bruise was carelessly hidden, the idea that what had transpired the night before was wrong unknown to his mind. He gave a soft chuckle before falling into the act he had done for so long, half tempted to just leave the situation all together.

"Worried? Why would you need to be worried about me? A viking like myself has no need for a doting mother dragon like yourself, not that it isn't flattering of course, after all its hard to resist the Lout-Master."

He gave a cocky grin, eyes not quite matching the expression, similar but just not quite there. He twirled his ax around, looking at the targets before letting his gaze fall upon his cousin once more. Hookfang gave a low rumble before laying his head down, he rolled his eyes at his dragon before hurling his ax at another target, watching as the blade sunk in an inch or so. He pulled it out of its temporary holster and faced his cousin, his heart pounding in his ribcage.

"So, how did it go with Dagur?"

Damnit! That wasn't what he was supposed to say! He was supposed to be fighting his cousin for the title of Chief not asking about his love life! Why did this have to be so difficult? He wanted to please his father but at the same time he didn't want to hurt his cousin anymore than he already had. At least this topic allowed him to be a little more natural, rather than fighting the urge to rip his stuttering heart out from his chest and replace it with iron. His father had spoken to him before, if a sword could no longer be sharpened then it no longer had a use. He would have been lying if he said he wasn't terrified that he might be considered a sword that was unable to be sharpened. What would happen to him then? He would have to figure out something, and fast if he was to keep himself safe.

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[Hiccup]

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So I'm

fanning the flames to climb so high
'cause there's no other way we can stay alive

[attr="class","itokaytext"]Wringing hands, nervous eyes...Where had that bruise come from? His own eyes were scrutinizing and careful as he watched the other carefully, taking in every detail of the other man with meticulous calculation. Other people may have been fooled by that confidence in his smirk and the way he was trying to come off, but Hiccup was not most people, and he Snotlout hadn't figured that out by now he wasn't sure what to do about that. He clearly thought he was painting a fairly convincing picture though, evident by the way he carried on as he always did, but he could see it visibly in his eyes. What was that emotion?

"Yeah well you know me, if I'm not worrying over someone or something I'm not happy. Pretty sure it was you that said that one. I'm everyone's doting mother dragon, that's my job."

He returned that with a smirk, trying not to let on that he knew something was wrong. He met his eyes levelly when he looked at him, as if trying to read out what was going on through his eyes alone. He wasn't a mind reader though, unfortunately, that would have been a useful skill to have right about now. Instead, he just kept watching him carefully, he would question the bruise later, though he was sure he would get anything but the truth...He looked up when Snotlout asked about Dagur and laughed dryly.

"Oh that, I took your advice...It was probably the most awkward conversation I've ever had, the mental breakdown didn't help." He scoffed, "but at least this will hopefully put a stop to him making moves on me."

His eyes turned to Snotlout after a moment, his expression incredibly serious now despite the sarcasm and humor in his tone before, he held himself a bit more confidently. There was something wrong with his cousin, something in the way he was carrying himself and the tension that was sparking between them, and he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"I'm not stupid, Snot, this might fool anyone else but it doesn't fool me. Something is going on, we're family...If there's something you need help with you can tell me. If there's something wrong you can tell me, that's why I'm here, Snotlout."

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[Snotlout]

"Speech"

for @hiccup

notes: xx

A PERFECTLY CONSTRUCTED ALIBI

He blew air out between his lips and rolled his eyes at Hiccup comment of being a doting mother dragon as a job. If anything being Chief was supposed to be Hiccup's job, one that he was supposed to take. It made his stomach twist, his father had slowly become more and more pressing once Stoick had passed. It was both him and Hiccup who had taken it hard, it just was to much to loose a kinder father figure and he couldn't imagine what Hiccup had gone through. He was glad to hear his sarcastic droll of Dagur hopefully leaving him alone and offered a smile before that cocky attitude resurfaced.


"Of course it worked! After all it was me the great Snotlout Jorgenson who paved the way for you."

He tossed his head high in the air and smiled as if he had just came up with world breaking technology. He then took aim and was about to chuck his axe once more when Hiccup spoke. He missed his target by a mile and watched as it clanged helplessly to the floor. Much like how he was feeling now, he didn't need help! He was just fine on his own! He could handle it, he wasn't useless! He wasn't going to be seen as weak! He wasn't an unsharpened sword! He whirled around, blind fear mixed with anger flaring in his eyes.

"Yeah we're family but there is nothing wrong with me. There isn't anything to tell, I. Am. Fine."

Those words were hissed out through his teeth but the apprehension was still there. He felt sick to his stomach and his eyes widened when he caught sight of his father slowly entering the arena. That look was on his face again, he was in trouble wasn't he? He wheeled around and his dragon let out a concerned warble at him. He in turn glared at his dragon, not wanting to be seen as weak by his father. In return his dragon spit fire at him which he barely dodged.

"Hey! Watch it Hookfang."

His nose wrinkled in distaste as he picked up his axe, a deep breath being taken as he peered out from the corner of his eye. He could see his fathers expectant gaze, see the fact that his father was going to make sure he didn't fail. Did he even really want the title of Chief? No, he really didn't, it was like when he was flirting with someone. It was all fun in theory but when it got down to it, there was just nothing there. No passion, no need to become it. Just who was he anyway? He couldn't even tell what his favorite color was, unless his father had said something like that, had he? He could tell he was stalling, standing there peering down at his reflection in his axe.

He could already see the apprehension in his own eyes, the slight twinge of fear that was there and the fact that when his father shifted towards him he flinched.

His father made his way down to where he was standing and threw an arm around him much to his dragons displeasure. He could see snort of smoke curling up around Hookfangs mouth as his dragon glared at his father. He himself flinched as his father made rough contact with him, shoulders curling forward as he cowered slightly. They were both spun around so that they could have privacy.

'Snotlout, what have I been telling you for the past three weeks? Challenge the Useless and take his place as Chief now.'

His father growled and murmured to him, to those separated from the tight huddle would simply think the father and son were having a joyful conversation from the smile on Spitlouts face and the forced smile on his own. He murmured back, eyes being cast downwards as he tried to find a way out of it.

_{"Do I have too? I-I'm not sure this is a good idea, what if the others revolt?"}

He was pulled in painfully tight, his throat constricting and his eyes narrowed in pain.

'Are you scared? I'm not angry, but you will know when I do get angry, now do it'.

He shivered as his father pulled away and he turned to Hiccup with a nervous expression. He swallowed thickly and walked straight up to him, eyes betraying him by showing all the nervousness and regret that he was feeling brew in his chest.

"Wanna-"

He cleared his throat a bit, his voice surprisingly small.

"Want to spar? A quick round."

His eyes were pleading, if he could just convince his father that this was just to gauge Hiccups strength instead of a drawback. All Hiccup had to do was simply say yes.

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[Hiccup]

Hiccup Haddock The Chief Has Returned... He flinched just a little when Snotlout missed his target, being able to see clearly that it was his words that had stumbled him a little bit, especially when he turned that look on him, anger, fear, where did that come from? He didn't flinch a second time when Snotlout responded in an almost hysterical voice, he only fixed him with a fully unconvinced expression, snorting through his nose and rolling his eyes. He wasn't stupid, and it didn't take an intelligent person to see that the words were false anyway, he sighed, taking a step towards his cousin. "I'm not stupid...Your words and your body language tell a different story...You..." His words were cut off when Spitelout stepped into the arena, and he fixed the man with an immediate expression of distaste. Hiccup had never liked the man, he'd always been one of the people who bucked and fought against any ruling or word he tried to give, he fought any desicion he made whether it was sound or not, he knew the man didn't think he deserved the place he'd fought tooth and nail for, and that had always been the case. He looked over to Snotlout's dragon when he spat fire at him, clearly as agitated and uncomfortable as Hiccup was. He sighed and carefully approached the hot headed Nightmare, resting a hand on his nose and making hushing noises at him as he tried and failed to listen to what Spitelout was saying, to the conversation going on between them. He couldn't shake that feeling that something was wrong, even if he couldn't even begin to place it. He was surprised when Snotlout turned straight to him, wanting to ask, to question what that conversation had been about, but before he could get the words out, Snotlout spoke, and he tilted his head a little at the question which felt like it came out of nowhere. Spar? He scoffed and rolled his eyes, his own reply was matter of fact as he waved it off. "Spar? We don't have to spar for everyone to know you can clean the floor with me...I mean...Duh?" He gestured to himself, and then Snotlout, noting the difference in their physique. They'd sparred plenty of times before, and he always ended up on the ground picking himself up while his cousin gloated, and the last thing he needed was to give Spitelout more ammo against him. Snotlout

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[Snotlout]

"Speech"

for @hiccup

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A PERFECTLY CONSTRUCTED ALIBI

He let a breath out through his nose, watching as his father left the arena. He was far from relaxed though, knowing that this was simply the calm before the storm. He knew that look, the look his father had just gave him. Hiccups denial of a match had made his heart sink, he was so screwed. He was worthless, unable to even take the title of Chief from his cousin. He failed, completely and utterly failed. He shrugged and placed his axe back into its sheath before speaking.

"Yeah, wouldn't be much of a challenge now would it? I gotta go, fathers wanting me to help him around the house later."

His voice was flatter than normal, the cocky demeanor sloppily applied to his words but lacked any luster. Hookfang followed close behind him as he left the arena, scared as to what was going to be waiting for him when he got home.

-Time Skip To Evening-

His father still hadn't returned home yet, he was waiting at the door as instructed from earlier in the morning. His father apparently hadn't been feeling that welcome in the household lately and had instructed him be at the door as a welcome. His knees were starting to hurt as he took a kneel there, waiting to hear his fathers steps come up the creaking wood stairs on the porch. Finally those heavy boot steps on the porch were heard and he lept up to greet his father. The door slammed open and before he could even get a word out he was shoved backwards into the living room.

'You couldn't even do one simple task! You worthless naive little brat!.'

A chair was thrown across the room and he could see the anger within the very depths of his fathers eyes. His fathers face was bright red with emotion and he could hear the blood roar in his ears as he stared up in fear.

'Do you know what I could do to you? Huh!? I could break you like a twig and feed you to that damn dragon! All I asked was for one simple thing and you were completely useless and couldn't do it! You must want me to get angry with you! You wouldn't do this to me if you didn't!'

He shivered as he watched his father pace around the house, slamming chairs against the floor and wall and yell at the top of his lungs. Finally he got the strength to stand as his father simply paced and murmured, normally that meant he was calming down. At least, that's what it normally meant. As soon as his father saw him move a mace from the weapon rack was chucked at him. He managed to dodge the weapon, but now he was truly afraid.

His father marched up to him and he blacked out for a second. His cheek was stinging and his vision was swimming, was he hit? If he was what was he hit with? He blinked and looked around in a daze, seeing his father with clenched fists and was continuing to yell. The words sounded like they were under water and he could feel a bruise forming from where he was hit. The only words he could pick up was at the end of his fathers rant.

'Get out of my house, you're forbidden from coming back for the rest of the week!'

His father knocked over the book shelf on his way up the stairs after giving him a swift kick to the ribs as motivation for leaving the house to get stronger. He pulled himself to his feet, cheek throbbing and Hookfang following close behind. Hiccup had said he could talk to him, that offer probably still stood knowing Hiccup. This was normal though, what was there to talk about? Other than now he needed a place to stay for the week, or just for tonight seeing as his father liked to change punishments and rules on the daily.

Finally after a bit of slow walking from his side aching like a dragon had slammed into him, he finally made it to Hiccups house.

He gave a knock at the door, looking utterly defeated with a deep bruise on his cheek and being hunkered over as he tried to fight the pain in his side. His dragon warbled softly behind him, for all the pranks his dragon pulled he knew Hookfang cared. He managed a weak smile to his dragon and rested a hand on his snout.

They were fine, this was normal.

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[Hiccup]

Hiccup Haddock The Chief Has Returned... It had been eating at him all day, that feeling that maybe he should have done or said something, he'd been getting a million different off signals from Snotlout for a while now, a million different little ticks and flinches that he just couldn't place and felt he had no right to ask about. Was it really his place? He supposed it was, Snotlout was family, regardless of the differences they had and the things he'd done to Hiccup, they were still family and he still cared. He sighed and glanced to the side at Toothless, looking tense and pensive as he stirred a stew he'd started for dinner. "You weren't there, bud...I've never seen him look...Afraid like that..." The black dragon gave a soft croon in response, coming up to nudge his rider softly in the back, silent words spoken between them as he let out another sigh, shaking his head as he focused back on what he was doing. "I did ask, he...Kind of seemed a little angry...I dunno..." He jumped a little at the knock, turning a curious glance back at the door. It wasn't terribly late, but it was certainly past the hour that anyone usually came right to his hut. He chuckled at Toothless, giving him a slightly playful expression as he gestured to the door. "you keep stirring that while I see who it is, alright?" The Night Fury snorted in response, but made some attempt to bat at the ladle in the boiling pot, in the same way a cat might bat thread. Hiccup wiped his hands on his tunic as he went to pull the door open, blinking in surprised to see Snotlout there. "Snotlout? You look terrible...What...Mm nevermind...Come in both of you." He thought better of asking what had happened just yet, knowing he would probably only get a pathetic half answer in response, or a blatant lie, it was a 50/50 either way. He felt concern twisting in his gut as he observed his badly bruised cheek, hit by something blunt and hard no doubt, and the way he was doubled over, an injury to his ribs? He didn't look at him as he gestured him over to the table before going to take the stew off the fire, looking back at him. "Uh...You hungry? I just finished up over here...What happened to you?" He turned to him now, Toothless greeting Hookfang with a concerned sound for his rider before inviting the Nightmare to share his dinner. Snotlout

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