016 - Phone call

[worstvikingever]

[After the event, Hiccup just kind of... disappeared. In fact, he was hiding and recovering in his room. This was the second time he had killed someone, and though some might say that the second time was always easier, this wasn't the case for Hiccup. Both times he had killed people were... so different from each other.

For one thing, Klaus hadn't been alternately begging for mercy and trying to kill him. For another, killing Klaus with a gun didn't take nearly as much effort as killing Ples with an axe did. And finally, Hiccup couldn't help but think that he didn't have to kill Ples. He could have run away. He could have made it.

But no. He had wanted revenge. He had never felt that before. But he had wanted revenge and he had gotten it.

And it had taken him several days up in his room brooding before he decide he needed to snap out of it.

If Astrid were here...

If Astrid were here.

It was self-defense, right? And everyone was back now. So it was okay.

It was okay.

No.

It would never be okay.

But he could maybe apologize.]

[PHONE:] Uh... hi. Sorry about disappearing I guess. Hi guys. I'm okay, I'm... okay.

Is uh... Is Ples around? I just... I wanted to... I want to say I'm sorry.

Comments

[worstvikingever]

Hooked you up to the phone lines? Oh. Yeah, that makes sense. I guess using a phone like the rest of us would be kind of. Silly.

...yeah, I kinda did.

[electrowhipit]

My hands are way too big for holding a receiver anyway.

[ A pause, and there's that sad robot noise again ] Oh. I'm sorry.

[worstvikingever]

No it's... it's okay. It's over now. Done with. I need to move on.

[He's trying to convince himself. He may or may not be succeeding.]

[electrowhipit]

Hiccup...

You're not a soldier. You're just a kid, and no one should expect you to just be okay after all of that. Or after anything this town throws at us for that matter.

And you sure don't have to deal with it alone.

[worstvikingever]

[He's silent.]

Well then how else am I supposed to deal with it? I can't just... keep dwelling on it.

[electrowhipit]

Talk to someone. If you try to deal with it on your own, all you're gonna do is dwell on it.

[worstvikingever]

[He's quiet again, before quietly responding.]

Okay.

[electrowhipit]

I mean it.

There are some things you shouldn't have to carry for the rest of your life.

[worstvikingever]

No, I know. I just. I thought I could just. Move on. By myself.

Apparently not.

[electrowhipit]

I've had the same thought myself. Sometimes it just doesn't work.

[worstvikingever]

...yeah.

...thank you.

[electrowhipit]

You'll be okay. It just takes time.

... Let me know about that ride, okay?

[worstvikingever]

I will. Thanks.