"You're alright." Astrid hugged her two recently missing sons, then suddenly pulled in Past-Hiccup, much to the past gang's surprise. "Thank Thor."

"Oh, I see how this is. You're going for the younger version of your husband. I feel rejected." Future-Hiccup mocked his wife, who sent him a sharp and dangerous glare that clearly spelt 'I'll have a talk with you later'.

Someone grabbed Past-Hiccup by the back of his tunic, and pulled him out of the warm and welcoming motherly embrace, of his future wife. He faced his interrupter and found himself facing the past version of his future wife (if that makes sense).

"What do you think you were doing?" Past-Astrid pocked a finger into his chest.

"Oh, this is going to be good." Val said, sitting down followed by all her brothers, to watch the comedy.

"Doing the mission that we were supposed to do?" Hiccup said, unsurely. Man, was she was scary!

"Oh I see where this is going." Future-Tuffnut made himself comfortable on his Zippleback head, with his twins already occupying the counterpart, not noticing the deadpanned faces of his time's Hiccup and Astrid.

"You two." She pointed to the already made-himself-comfortable Aster. "Where supposed to make distraction. Not necessarily destroy the armada."

"Oooohhhh!" Past-Hiccup and Aster said simultaneously, looking at each other and then at the livid Future-Astrid or the face-palmed Future-Hiccup.

"Yeah 'oh'. You almost got killed!" Astrid yelled.

"And you would care why? Exactly?!" Hiccup grew a backbone and yelled back. Everyone starred at him, no one had ever imagined the small, frail and scrawny Hiccup to yell back to … Astrid Hofferson!

"That's a new one. Make a note." Stoic whispered to Fin, who pulled a notebook out of nowhere and wrote something. Both received a slap on the back of their heads by their normal parents.

"Because … we're married … in the future." Astrid said, unsurely, lowering her voice each time she said that sentence.

"Aha, so you care about me. I knew it! You like me!"

"No!" She defended. "Just that I can't get them in the future without you." She pointed to the highly amused four kids, and said in a flirtatious manner. "So it wouldn't be great if you got killed on the way to this time period."

"You're not helping our case of returning to our time period." Hiccup commented.

"He's right." Future-Astrid agreed, sitting on a bench, holding hands with her husband.

"Whose side are you on?" Past-Astrid looked at her future.

"Reason's." Astrid smirked.


"You know I miss being a teenager." Astrid told her husband, in the middle of the night, as the two lay in the memorable Cove, each head on the other's shoulder so that their cheeks touched.

The Berkian Chief turned his head and closed his eyes. "I know. I wish there wouldn't this many responsibilities." Hiccup breathed his wife in.

"Four children … dragon training … an entire village to look after … who knew growing up would be so tough?"

From a distance, on different parts of the Cove's entrance, listening to their future selves' conversation.

"You know, now I think about it the only bad part about our teenage years was … before I trained Toothless." Hiccup's expression turned dark.

Astrid leaned on her elbows, looking at her husband. "I'm sorry." She said, her lips twitching and her voice showing meaning.

His emerald eyes looked at her, a devious smirk playing on his lips. "I can think of one thing you can do for me, so I'll forgive you."

"What?" Past-Astrid almost chocked, from her distance.

The blonde woman pressed her lips onto his, locking both of them in a deep passionate kiss.

The two past figures decided that they had over stayed their welcome, and made their way back to their village. Both thinking about the speech they had just witnessed and –



The past Hiccup and Astrid had bumped into each other.

"What are you doing here?" Astrid asked, rubbing her head.

"Nothing. Just taking a stroll." Hiccup quickly tried to brush off suspicion, unfortunately he bumped into the wrong girl.

"You were listening to their conversation weren't you?" Astrid said.

Hiccup slumped. "Yeah – wait, what? How do you know they were having a conversation?" He crossed his arms and looked at her.

Astrid rolled her eyes and gave a surrendering sigh. "Because I was too."

Hiccup noticed a fallen tree and walked to it, sitting down. "They seemed happy."

"Except they regretted something." Astrid sat next to him. "I'm sorry for blowing up earlier, in the middle of town."

"It's okay. I understand. I couldn't protect your sons against Dagur. What sort of father am I?" Hiccup hugged his knees and looked in the other direction.

For the longest time, there was a bitter awkward silence between the two. "Well … you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?" Astrid said, blushing slightly.

Hiccup turned around to look at her, but his eyes never landed on her. She grabbed his tunic and pulled him to her, placing a gentle kiss on his right cheek, then she ran off, leaving him dazzled and surprised.

The last thing he felt was having a warm fuzzy feeling in his chest, and then everything went black.


His emerald eyes ripped open. He sat up. Man that was a weird dream … wait, what was it? He remembered it being weird but what it was, he couldn't.

His eyes caught something sparkling and sharp. He picked it up and realised it was his dagger. Suddenly he remembered what he was about to do. He was going to slice that dagger through his wrist, because he was unwanted, unloved and uncared. So he lifted the dagger in the air, aiming for the wrist.

He was going to do it … he really was … so why couldn't he? Why did he have this annoying feeling of wanting to find out what else his life was going to have in store for him? Damn his cowardice … or was it curiosity?

He sighed, tucked the dagger in his vest, and went back to the village.


"Dear Hiccup,

I am pleased to inform you that your past selves have been transported to their normal times and have to recollection of what their trip was about, only the feelings left after it. Feelings are just something you can't erase.

Anyway, your lives should be back to normal. Wish you all the best.


"I don't get it, what was the point of this whole thing." Finn stated, after hearing the message.

"The point is that someone up there, is having a big laugh, namely who ever this 'Scorpion6955' is. And possibly helping us." Hiccup explained, ruffling the brunet-blonde hair on his youngest son.

"Maybe that's what we all need. A laugh." Astrid said, looking out a window.



THAT'S IT! That is the last chapter! Gods, this story was … excruciating! Who knew it took sweat to come up with humour. Anyway, I have finally finished this because I have officially run out of humour and it takes time to refill.

I thought today would be a great day to finish this story. Since today the Defenders of Berk has finished.

Please review. For the last time, not in two-words.