Disclaimer: I do not own HTTYD or the title. It's actually the name of a song from the Swan Princess. Oh yeah. I'm that cool.

Author's Note: I have some writer's block with How to Charm and my upcoming drabble in This is Berk entitled A Trip to Valhalla. I got the idea for this yesterday. Hopefully this will be what I thought. Please read and review!

"Wait, what? HICCUP? Aw, mom, come on!" Astrid raged about the house. "That has got to be the craziest thing I've ever heard! Other than the fact that he's going to be the next chief, Thor help us, he has absolutely nothing going for him!"

"Hiccup will make a fine husband for you," her mother sighed. She sounded as if she totally disagreed with herself.

"Mom, I don't think you understand how much he bothers me! I can't be in the same room with him without wanting to throttle him! He flirts with me all the time!"

Her mother pointed out, "Snotlout and Tuffnut flirt with you."

"Those two I can handle. It's just that he's so awkward! And he never shuts up! He always talks about how he's going to kill a Night Fury, but he can't even hold an axe without falling over! He makes all these crazy inventions to kill dragons that never work! Do you have any idea how much trouble he causes Berk? He's ruined us at least five times this year! And it's not even June yet!"

Astrid was boiling over. There was nothing that could calm her down. How could her mother do this to her?

"Those things don't matter: Hiccup is going to be the chief!"

Astrid trudged out the back door and roared "Thor help us!" She couldn't stay in the house a moment longer. She needed to get very far away from the world, from everything. Her mother had gone mad. No one in their right mind would think of…this!

What the hell does she think she's doing? Me, marry Hiccup? She must be out of her mind! She thought, muttering darkly to herself. She trudged through the woods towards Raven Point. She needed to throw her axe. If she wouldn't be allowed to break Hiccup, she'd break some trees.

Fuming all the way there, she threw her axe at the first tree she saw. The axe cut through the tree and it fell over. There was a cry and Astrid ran to check it out. It conveniently came from right under the tree. She rushed to see that it was none other than Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III himself. She mentally beat herself up as she helped him out from under the tree.

The boy stared at her in amazement. "Astrid? Did you do that?"

She sighed. "You'll be getting a lot of those soon, Hiccup, trees on your head."

He had no idea what she was talking about. "What? Why?" He was still a bit dazed.

Astrid had used up all her anger. She sighed. "You know. We're getting married."

Hiccup's jaw dropped. He stared at her for a moment. Then he fainted.