Run Away (HTTYD)

Chapter 1

"Is this some kind of a joke to you?" Astrid was furious. "Our parent's war is about to become ours," If that fishbone had been paying attention like he should have been, she would have killed that dragon. "Figure out which side you're on!" She thrust her axe at the small figure curled on the ground.

She glared at him as he peered up at her, preparing to continue her rant. "You had NO right-" Astrid got no farther than that.

Her target had stumbled to his feet, glancing nervously at her before running out of the Training Ring. Her eyes narrowed. He wasn't getting away that easily. "HICCUP! GET BACK HERE!" She screamed, sprinting after him.

Hiccup threw a glance over his shoulder as he ran, stumbling and almost running into something as he did so. He wasn't sure why he'd run away like that...

Run away... His eyes widened. Of course! He could run away from Berk, live on some other island with Toothless. They wouldn't have to worry about getting caught, and Hiccup wouldn't have to leave his dragon's side. It wasn't as if anyone here would miss him. His problems were solved. But first, he had to get rid of Astrid. Was she still following him? Yes, she was.

He changed his course immediately, weaving through the marketplace. He had an advantage there, with his small stature. He needed to go to the forge first. He narrowly dodged a viking with a wheelbarrow, dashing into an alley way. He could still hear Astrid yelling at him, but her voice was fading a bit. Good, he was losing her. He made it out of the twisting maze of houses in record time and slowed as he reached the forge.

"Okay... I'll need a basket, and some leather..." He grabbed a woven basket and shoved several tanned hides into it. He knew he didn't have much time, so he grabbed everything he could. "Needle, thread... I'll need my tools, too... I don't think anyone else wants them anyway... Ah, my work apron... Some charcoal, paper! I need paper..." He looked around frantically, and eventually just swept everything off his desk into the basket.

He looked around one more time, then peeked out the door. Sure enough, Astrid was storming towards the forge, scowling angrily. Hiccup took a second to think about how pretty she looked when she was mad, then crept out the back door. He waited until Astrid burst into the building before taking off again, headed for his house. He needed spare clothes, and he had to pick up his notebook. Good thing he left the riding gear in the Cove. Oh, he had to get every drawing he had of Toothless, too. Didn't want anyone seeing those...

He was pretty sure Astrid had learned some of the colourful phrases she was screaming from the twins. He was also sure the entire village could hear her at the moment. He panted as he ran. Why did his house have to be at the top of a hill? He risked another glance back.

"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU! NOBODY RUNS AWAY FROM ME!" Astrid screamed. She looked for the slight figure, spotting him as he disappeared into his home, carrying something. "Hiccup! GET BACK HERE!" She was glad Stoick wasn't home. He probably wouldn't take kindly to her barging into his house like she was about to.

She raised her axe and charged up the hill with a Viking war cry. It was for show, of course. She wasn't going to chop up the Chief's door, or anything like that. Just his son. She turned the doorknob and entered, suddenly remembering she hadn't actually been IN the Chief's house before...

She looked around. Stoick's house looked pretty much like anyone else's, but it was bigger. Much bigger. She hurried up the stairs to the loft, because she hadn't seen any sign of Hiccup downstairs.

Her eyes widened. Hiccup's room was not bare, as she'd assumed it would be. Paper covered the walls, desk, and even the bed. Astrid's mouth dropped open. Hiccup could draw. She shook herself out of the reverie. She could make Hiccup show her his drawings later, she had to catch him now. She checked under the bed. Nothing. She shivered slightly as a breeze ruffled her hair. Wait... A breeze? She turned to the wall with a window and cursed. It was open and she just caught a glimpse of brown as it hurried into the trees.