The Adventurous (HTTYD Hiccup x Reader)

Thor what now?

"Astrid I've known you since we were 5 basically and I can tell when you're lying." I tell her firmly. I heard her sigh, after a beat of silence, she started talking.

"It's just emotions and they're confusing and annoying." She said as her gaze drifts to Dracul, who was humming a song mum and dad used to sing.

"It's my brother isn't it?" I ask knowing it was but I wanted to be sure first.

"How do you know?" She asked, answering my question in the process.

"One: You just stared at him and Two: It's pretty obvious," I said lightly laughing and she sighs at my claim.

"Anyway I'd say be yourself, time will tell and you'll make it clear," I explain to her, patting her shoulder before jumping off Stormfly and onto Nyra. 

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Once we landed Snotlout went berserk at Fishlegs for almost getting him killed.

"You and your Snot-rockets almost got me killed!" He yelled at Fishlegs, who was scratching like there were ants in his pants.

"Calm down, Snotlout, you lived. Yay us." Astrid told him sarcastically, in a much better mood than earlier as she went over to Dracul, they started having a small talk.

"No thanks to Itch-legs over here." He yelled as I look back to Fishlegs, who seemed to be scratching worse than a few seconds ago. 

'What is happening.'

"It's so weird. I mean, I never... oh... ever... Ah-choo!"Fishlegs started, but he stopped and groaned before continuing. 

"Get sick." He finished, Fishlegs then started using Meatlug as a scratching pole to scratch himself, I cringe at the sight.

"Oh, gods." Hiccup muttered, he looked at me as I looked over at him so he could see I was uncomfortable. 

"Dig deeper, see if you can draw blood," Tuff said further away from me.

"Don't do that," I tell him, but at this point, I wasn't surprised if he was going to.

"Well, something's clearly not right with you." Dracul stated as I look over to see him and Astrid looking over at Fishlegs with a look of 'what the hell' on their faces.

"I don't see what the big deal is, okay? Everybody sneezes and scratches sometimes." He said and he was so wrong on the level he was sneezing and scratching.

"Not like a honey-covered yak on an anthill," Tuff said, we all stop what we were doing and look at him with a blank stare. He looked over at us as we all looked at him in silence. 

'Why would you do that?' 

"What? You've never seen a honey-covered yak on an anthill? Well, those things scratch. It's terrifying. The horrors haunt my dreams." Tuff explained dramatically, making me get a shiver up the spine.

"I really don't feel sick, okay? I promise I'm fine." Fishlegs declared to us, but at this point, I spoke up.

"Okay well if you're really fine, try not scratching or sneezing for a minute," I told him, he started trying, only to fail within ten seconds.

This time the scratching was much more violent.

"Ugh. Well, maybe you're just allergic to something." Hiccup suggested but that made him gain a look of 'you're wrong'  from Fishlegs. 

"Uh, that's impossible. Allergies don't run in the Ingerman family. I'm clean, serene and..." He started but he got cut off from itching.

"And an itchin' machine!" Ruff finished pointing her fingers at him smirking as she does, that was a clever quip I'm not gonna lie.