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Title: Puzzle Pieces
Fandom: How To Train Your Dragon
Rating: K
Characters/Pairings: Hiccup, OC (second gen), implied Hiccup/Astrid (but really, what else do I write?)
Summary: Hiccup has found the perfect use for scrap metal.
Author's Notes: Um... hi.


Rain was threatening, thunder rolling low across the dark clouds that covered the sky. A single candle flickered in the wind coming through a gap in the window frame. Hiccup made a mental note – which he promptly forgot – to repair it before the cold weather came on, and continued inking in the charcoal sketch on which he was working. He paused again to rub his bad knee and smeared ink all over his pants in the process. Downstairs the front door slammed.

Hiccup put down his quill with a sigh at the sound of hurried feet on the stairs, and sat back just in time for Agna to pull herself up into his lap so quickly she nearly clipped the top of her head on his chin. She was small for her age, just like he’d been; all big blue-gray eyes and skinny limbs, with more than her fair share of freckles. His knee began to pulse under her slight weight, but he ignored it.

“Da!” she said, voice high and breathless, hands searching through her pockets. “Da, look! Lookit! Look look look!” She pulled forth a handful of small, twisted bits of metal, and then another handful, until there were a dozen little oddly-shaped pieces of iron laying all across his desk, right on top of his work. It took him a second to recognize the scrap metal for what it was.

“Already?” He could feel the smile blooming on his face as his arms came up around her. “All of them?”

Agna nodded, craning her head back to look at him. She had her mother’s smile, right down to the self-satisfied way the corners of her mouth turned up.

Hiccup pushed the hair back off her forehead and used his other hand to pick up the little metal heart. “You musta been working on these all day,” he said, twirling the puzzle piece between his fingers.

She shook her head. “Just since lunch.”

His heart jumped. “Nuh-uh,” he said. “Impossible.”

“Possible,” she replied. Turning in his arms, she gave him another smile, this one sweet and hopeful.

“Okay,” he said slowly, nodding. “All right. Completely possible – but how long do you think it would take you to put them back together?”

Her smile faltered.

“How long?” he prodded, fingers tickling up her sides.

“Dinnertime!” she squealed in sudden laughter, twisting off his lap and dancing out of reach. “By dinnertime!”

He swept the puzzle pieces off his desk and held them out to her. “You’ve got two hours, young lady!”

“I can do it!” she intoned, taking the pieces from him. “I can do it!” she called again over her shoulder, moving so fast she practically tripped back down the stairs.

Grin still firmly in place, Hiccup turned back to his workbench and took out a fresh sheet of parchment. It was time for another set of puzzles.
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