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What's wrong with me?	By : ItwasMerlin Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 76901 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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Merlin here . Thanks for the reviews keep them coming.
this chapter was going to be a lot longer but I've split this and 18 up so no sexual stuff here but it's setting up things .
However, youll be pleased to here the next part is basically done so the wait won't be long .
Please review your thoughts and ideas and please enjoy .

What's wrong with me?
Chapter 17
Don’t do it
Berk...
The Horn blew out continuously as boat after boat arrived at the docks of Berk. But no flags or signs across the masts as the Vikings of Berk readied themselves for action.
Astrid had sprinted, trying to get her mind off what she had just witnessed. The proud sheildmaiden wanted to help, wanted to be the Viking people expected. Wanted to be there for Hiccup. Wanted to be there for the man she loved.
But Mildew .... Fucking Mildew had wormed his disgusting way into her mind. And now? Now he was fucking Hiccups mom, clearly to get at her .... Though Valka seemed to be enjoying herself. And then there was Ruff, crazy Ruff... her friend... she was married and pregnant to the same man. Never in a million moons had she thought life would take this turn.
Twenty minutes went by, as the boats docked but no one showed their face. Like a ghost ship had almost moored. As the moon light lit the evening sky and the wind blowing was the only noise. The Berkians continued to look on ready for action.
Not long after she arrived, Astrid joined Hiccup by his side. And much to her surprise she saw towards the back of the group. A tense yet focused looking Valka, had she not seen what had just happened. She wouldn’t have noticed a difference... the older woman showing composure that was clearly trained from the many years she spent alone.
It didn’t take long though, until eventually the mysterious owner of said fleet made an appearance as a maniacal laugh that all the Riders of Berk recognised rang out as from what seemed like nowhere appeared the frame of the once menacing and intimidating dagur standing at the end of the boat.
A sigh of relief rang out from a select few, Berk after all was on good terms with Dagur now. In fact, the man went as far as to call Hiccup brother.
“People of Berk, return to your homes to sleep.” Hiccup called out loudly to his tribe. “This is a friendly... all be it over the top greeting.”
That made Astrid smile, as her husband smiled crookedly back at her. But what came next made her smile even more was another softer voice being heard. As when she turned back towards the boats that had arrived, now standing beside Dagur on the largest one. Was her good friend and sister of Dagur, Heather smiling at her, hands on her hips.
“Hey Astrid, mind if we invade Berk for the night? “
Astrid let out a laugh as she watched her ebony haired friend jump gracefully from the ship before jogging towards her bringing her in tightly for a hug.
What Astrid hadn’t noticed, or at least not yet was she was being intently watched by none other then Mildew . Who had curiously wandered from Valka’s to the docks, to see what had ruined his plans.
His green eyes watching, as an unknown ebony haired teen had greeted Astrid. As she did, the old man took her in. And he couldn’t help but admit she was breath taking. Long silky black hair and piercing green eyes. And a body that looked perfectly formed. She didn’t beat Astrid on looks, Mildew long expected another girl wouldn’t take his fancy like the blonde. But this girl was something special. and like a switch, he realised the Valka plan may not have worked ... but maybe the gods wanted to give him more chances. Ones he would enjoy .... and this mysterious girl gave him a chance almost straight away.
“Erm Astrid...” Heather said pulling away from the blonde. The shield maiden smiling at her. “Whys there a creepy old guy staring at us?”
Astrid turned, her heart dropping as the man who plagued her stood, watching her and Heather in the distance. Almost instantly she knew his thoughts as his eyes looked from her to Heather and back as a smirk grew on his bearded face. He had taken Valka, taken Ruff ... he wasn’t having Heather as well.... the worst part though was the unwanted jealousy that ran through her when his horrid eyes had found her friend.
“Don’t worry he’s just the village bastard.” Astrid said turning her attention back to Heather. “Come, I’ll set up a bed at mine and Hiccups”
“Are you sure?” Heather said a little confused. “ I mean your married I don’t want to burden you.”
Astrid shook her head and smiled. “No burden trusts me.”
Really and truthfully it was the only way to make sure Mildew came no where near her .
Later that night....
Astrid tossed and turned next to a sleeping Hiccup. Unsure on what to do. If she didn’t warn Mildew off another would be taken by him. But if she did... she just knew he would want something in return. Like the Ruffnut situation. And that scared her for multiple reasons. The biggest ... was she couldn’t show that bastard just how much she wanted that.
But she couldn’t let another friend down...
Heather was safe for now. Downstairs asleep. But she couldn’t watch her forever and that made her worry more and more until eventually she fell into a troubled sleep.
What she didn’t know was someone had snuck in. Using a key acquired from Hiccups mum as an old man crept towards the sleeping ebony haired girl.
Mildew looked down at the beauty, nudging her slightly before placing his old wrinkled hand over her mouth before she could speak, her green eyes widening.
“Look at this Heather.” Mildew said quickly lifting up the Loki stone to cause the young girls’ eyes to fall back into a trance.
Mildew smirked, keeping silent as he licked his lips looking down at her. He had thought it through, what to say to her, what to command. And he had to admit, this one he would have a little fun with.
“You won’t tell anyone, anything we do Heather without my permission. Nor will you ever try to harm me.”
Mildews grin stayed on his face as he spoke once more.
“From now on, you’ll find me incredibly attractive even if it sickens you and eventually you’ll lust for me. You’ll want me, you’ll do whatever I say when I ask. And if I suggest something, you’ll want to do it, no matter how bad it will make you feel”
Standing up straight he then finished off his commands.
“Once I leave the room, you’ll come out of your trance and fall back to sleep instantly.”
And with that, Mildew left the chief’s home, and headed back off into the night.
The next day...
Hiccup and Dagur had gone off to talk about issues he had been having with another tribe. While Astrid had agreed to take Heather around Berk to see how it had changed since her last visit.
Once that was done, all of the main dragon riders except Hiccup headed towards a quite part of Berk away from the hustle and bustle. All of them joking and laughing as they sat around, performing tricks with their dragons and goofing off.
Astrid watched, happily smiling as Snotlout made an arse of himself trying to show off to Heather. All the while her mind went over and over things.
So far, she hadn’t seen Mildew, and Heather was due to leave the next day. Could she stop him seeing her and doing what he had done to others? To her?
But even then ... The Valka issue... another problem. If he left Heather alone, she couldn’t let him continue with Valka. Her own Mother-in-law, but if she approached him, he’d want something. He’d want her in some shape or form ... again.
Gazing off into the distance, the blonde remembered last time, remembered the creaking of his table ... the grunts... the groans and the feeling of him inside her.
Warmth spread through her body almost instantly as the memories flooded her system.
So big ... so good ... so
“Astrid ... Earth to Astrid”
She blinked rapidly, looking up at the small hand of Heather clicking in front of her eyes. The ebony haired girl smiling at her before chuckling.
“ Wow was someone thinking about Hiccup a bit to much . Your cheeks are awfully red.”
“Shut up.” Astrid shot back in embarrassment.... and Shame. Because the blush ... and wetness now between her legs wasn’t down to her husband at all.
After her laughter had died down, Heather looked around at the group of Snotlout, Astrid, Fishlegs, Ruffnut and Tuff. Curiosity getting the better of her.
“So, it’s been a while guys, what’s new?”
“Well,” Fishlegs started, piping up first. “As you know Astrid is now our very own Cheiftess after marrying Hiccup.”
Heather bowed slightly before jokingly bending to her knee for her. Causing the others to chuckle and Astrid to roll her eyes.
“My Cheiftess.”
But it was Snotlout who made Heather almost fall over in shock. When he then spoke up next.
“She’s not the only one. Ruffnut here’s not only married but pregnant to the village freak Mildew. A guy who’s older than my mother and father put together.”
Heather looked at Ruffnut stunned at what she had been told, while Astrid and the others chided Snotlout.
“Mildew?” Heather asked, confused and not knowing who they meant.
Astrid looked up at Heather, answering her question when she did.
“The man we saw yesterday, Heather.”
“Yeah, a REAL man, who knows how to please unlike you Snot.” Ruffnut chimed in before socking Snotlout straight in the mouth. The commotion causing everyone to look.
Except Heather, who thought back to the horrid older man looking intently at her and Astrid. Ugly, old and repulsive ... and yet ... thinking on him now... Heather couldn’t stop her own blush from rising to her cheeks. No matter how wrong that sounded.
Later that day...
Walking back towards the great Hall for dinner. Astrid and Heather continued to joke, laugh and reminisce. And Astrid had to admit it had been so nice to catch up. But her day was quickly crushed by a voice behind her.
“Look who its Is... Not going to introduce me to your friend Hofferson.”
Closing her eyes tight she sighed ... so close. Turning, her brown boots kicking mud slightly as she did. Heather turning with her, the girls looking at Mildew now. The old man standing, stick in hand and his smell obvious.
“Just fuck off Mildew.” Astrid said, anger flaring. Made even worse when he ignored her, her eyes staring, taking in the girl beside her. The blonde ignoring the jealousy that rose in her and kept the anger instead. Not to mention worry as Mildew openly ogled Heather in front of her.
“What’s your name girly?”
The ebony haired girl swallowed, replying awkwardly.
“Heather.”
Mildew smirked his green eyes staring at her own green eyes. Before slowly looking her up and down, making his appreciation obvious.
“Don’t believe what these children say about me Heather. I’m deep down Very NICE you know ...”
Astrid couldn’t believe how outward he was being... how obvious as she snarled her next reply. Wanting him to leave.
“Were going Mildew.”
With that Astrid tugged Heather by the arm turning her round and almost marching her away from the old pervert.
“Nice to meet you Heather ...”
Astrid closed her eyes and swallowed, trying to keep calm and ignore the obvious yet worrying goading from Mildew aimed at her. Yet while trapped in her own thoughts, she didn’t notice Heather turn her head slightly, looking at a smirking Mildew behind them .... unable to stop herself blushing as Astrid ushered her away.
The great Hall...
It had been a few hours since the meeting with Ruffnuts husband. And as Heather sat listening to her brother’s tales alongside the other Berkians. She couldn’t get him out of her mind, she was so confused. He was hideous, wrinkled, old with straggly beard and incredibly gaunt. With barely any teeth and most of them yellow with a smell so foul and a body so horrid... And yet, the nineteen-year-old had never been so attracted to someone ...
Looking around, she saw Ruffnut at the end of the table, fighting with her brother ... and she was... horrified and jealous... but why, he was ancient and so much older. Heather barely noticed men that often, but this guy... this was something she’d never experience.... want... need. Swallowing, she looked down at her mead and hoped to forget about the old man.
Elsewhere, a few seats down, Astrid sat staring intently at her food. A mixture of emotions swirling... most prominent was anger ... no matter her thoughts on Mildew, this really had pissed her off the complete nerve of the man. She needed to warn him off, both Heather and Valka ... Ruff she couldn’t now. She knew he would want something...but her anger clouded her rational thought... she had to shout, scream at him for making a mockery of Astrid Hofferson. She was only brought out of it by her husband talking to her.
“Astrid ... are you okay you’ve barely touched your food.”
“I feel queasy again ...” Astrid said, lying without thought to Hiccup.
“Again? Astrid your seeing Gothri about this tomorrow.”
She wanted to say no... but without thinking she spoke ...
“Okay Hiccup ... are you okay if I go home and lie down.”
Hiccup nodded.
“Its Early and the feast is only beginning so you know one of us has to be here.”
She nodded, before leaning in and kissing him gently. Before then excusing herself from the table. Her eyes making sure Ruff was occupied. Because she had someone, she needed to talk to ... or kill.
And as she left the hall, she headed for Stormfly in anger ....
But was it anger? Or was something else pushing her that way .
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