And because it's Christmas/(that time of the year) I decided a little extra was in order :D

Here's my fluffy two (or tri) shot. Christmas all the way!

Also, My title has to be one of my favorite. (Seriously both are words and practically make up Snoggletog :P)

Snuggle Togs

Hiccup sighed as he entered the forge on this snowy day. the air was chill and the sky was a mix of white and blue, That was great! So nice to see other colors besides what they usually see on the Archipelago at this time of year.. That being white and blue. Water and snow. Cloud and Sky. A total of two colors… Really puts the diversity here under perspective. For example. People. White (Mostly), Boring, Sterile, bland, tough, tasteless... Blue, sky, freedom, fun, Stormfly… Astrids eye color… Well that's just dandy isn't it, he always has to relate something back to her. Anyway, he'd better focus… What was it again…

Snoggletog! Of course. That's why he was at the forge. Getting… Making something for Astrid! He had a great plan! Wait, no, he didn't... He had absolutely no clue as to what to make! He's already given her everything! New Weapon? Check. Jewelry? (Besides the engagement ring he plans,) Check. (Also he made sure her jewelry didn't hinder her fighting style. How thoughtful) Saddles. Check. Gadgets (There were many) Check. New clothing apparatus? Check. (By clothes he means Armour. Astrid wouldn't wear a dress if her life depended on it) Poetry? (Trust me, don't listen to Astrid. It was horrible.) Check… Half of these weren't even for an occasion. More or less Just simply because he wanted to make her something. Thor dammit why didn't he plan this and all those other gifts that he made could have kept him going for… years! This one was an extra special year as well... Their third year officially dating! Take that everyone that said they wouldn't make it three years (That came after they wouldn't make it two years ... which was after when they said a year and a half... etcetera) but still… He wanted the third year, when they were both 18… To be special, because they are finally regarded as adults. (as in… fully fledged members of society, they could enter the great hall for meetings now) On her 18th Birthday he got her a new saddle, that was the most effort he's put into anything, and she loved it. He needs to top that for Snoggletog.

"But How!"

He drawled to himself, or maybe Toothless as he sat at his workshop desk in the forge and mindlessly fiddles with the charcoal pencil he had there. Toothless gave an emitted a lazy coo which gave no indication to whether he cared or not. Hiccup banged his head softly against the desk, not willing enough to smash it on the table but frustrated enough to have to hit his head against the desk somehow.

"Maybe, maybe she wants…"

Ideas not forming in his head like they usually do.

"What do I do!"

Said a fairly annoyed and ticked off Shieldmaiden in her favorite training spot in the woods with Stormfly. Who was too busy cleaning herself to care about her Riders worries. Cocky dragon... Astrid was having the problem of not being able to find a present for her partner(Sound familiar) Well, She didn't know what on Asgard he would want, so how could she find something if she didn't know where to start (aren't they supposed to know each other best or whatever, why does she have no idea, is she a terrible girlfriend?). Hiccup could whip up anything in that forge and make it look beautiful. No matter what he did he did it perfectly. she means, he even made her Poetry! (Don't listen to whatever he says, it was amazing) But she was… Untalented in that area, She couldn't make him something, she couldn't create something beautiful… She had to find something. Which was becoming harder all the time. She had gotten him ink (several times), a new journal (That was a good one, he loved that, and it was not because she tried to do artwork on the cover and failed miserably), new stationary, forge materials, an awesome tapestry (Seriously, that was awesome, dragons and stuff everywhere!) and well… thats it…

She was stuck, what on Midgard would he want?

Hiccup was mindlessly fiddling with a charcoal pencil waiting for inspiration when Gobber arrived humming a generic Snoggletog tune.

"Deck the halls with bows of pigskin falal- Hey uhh..."

Gobber announced entering seeing his apprentice looking absolutely miserable.

"What's wrong Hiccup? spit it out. You seem distressed… More than usual that is"

Hiccup swung around in his chair and started off between their usual back and forth

"Thanks Gobber, glad you finally noticed my generally peaceful demeanor!"

He drawled, at Gobbers sigh he decided there was no point hiding it

"I don't know what I'm going to give Astrid for Snoggletog. I've already thought of everything!"

Gobber pursed his lips to say something, but at the same time realized this was true.

"Well, Maybe you're thinking too complicated, think of something simple, an axe, or maybe a small piece of jewelry."

Gobber suggested. Hiccup responded dejectedly.

"I've already done both of those, and I can't get her a ring because I'm planning that for when I ask for her hand"

He said Gobber laughed vocally at that

"Oh so you are planning to, because many in the tribe used to get wed at younger Hiccup, Mr Hofferson was getting worried, I guess when he hears the good news-"

Gobber was cut off from his rambling

"Gobber! Also that was in a time of kill or be killed!"

Hiccup half yelled. Aware Astrid could really be anywhere.

"I'm just teasing you boy."

Gobber said but the amusement didn't leave his eyes. Hiccup decided, in the risk of Astrid storming in on them, he changed the topic

"Anyway, that's my problem, so, what are you doing here."

Gobber merely responded quickly

"To see what you were doing, lack of dragons that need teeth fixed and etcetera tends to leave me with a lot of free time."

Gobber said a little nostalgic. But happy with the trade off none the less. He was quiet a moment more before asking

"So, whats my snoggletog Gift?"

He said hoping to get a reaction out of the boy for only thinking of Astrid, to his disappointment Hiccup shrugged and replied.

"Hunk of scrap metal out back"

Despite Gobbers excitement of new metal to bang around, he outburst in mock horror.

"Hiccup, you're supposed to wait until after Snoggletog to announce the present"

Hiccup laughed and bit back

"You asked. And you just said you wanted something to do, so, happy Snoggletog. What's my gift?"

Hiccup asked as Gobber had to agree with his logic,

"Ah, unlike you, I'll stick with tradition and tell you after Snoggletog."

Gobber winked, Hiccup smiled and retorted.

"So you have no idea, just aim to get me ink, or something to improve Toothless' tail with and you'll be fine."

Hiccup said knowing he had his mentor caught, he then exited the forge as Gobber excitedly went to go play with his new toy (Well, metal). Still at a total loss at what to get Astrid. He had everyone else planned for and ready, Except hers.

"He already has everything he needs and finds valuable, what else could I get him!"

Astrid ranted to her odd choice of company, Ruffnut... And Tuffnut was around somewhere, not caring enough to join in the conversation. Ruffnut was actually listening, at least. Advice wise? Not so much.

"Why are you asking me, He's not my smooching buddy."

She said whilst teasing Astrid for having a boyfriend, which she had done for the last three years. three years. Gods, that long already?

"I'm asking for advice, This is generally where friends help each other Ruffnut, like you know, general ideas?"

Astrid said sarcastically.

Ruffnut shrugged and replied.

"Who said we were friends?"

Astrid gave me an 'are you kidding me' glare before Ruffnut burst out laughing.

"I joke I joke"

Astrid couldn't help at smile at that one. The twins ridiculousness was a breath of fresh air every once in a while.

"But seriously I have no idea what you should get him"

Ruffnut said as one of the only times she was serious. (probably).

"Exactly my problem, and I can't turn up with nothing!"

Astrid carped.

"Maybe you need to stop complaining about what to get him and start searching your heart for whats right."

Said Tuffnut nonchalantly as he randomly appeared in the room, who had apparently being paying attention.

"That's… Actually good advice Tuff"

Astrid realized. (Surprising. but then again, when were the twins predictable.) Well, they did have their bursts of intellect, Ruffnut, upset that her brother literally just did way better than her, decided she would have none of it. She stood up and punched her brother to the floor.

"My advice is you start simple, and stop worrying so much or you'll never find it."

Ruffnut said, extremely proud of herself. Her brother, realizing she also gave good advice tackled her to the floor and they started one of their typical infamous wrestling matches. Astrid laughed incredulously and stood up to leave.

"Thanks guys, you're not as bad at advice as you always thought"

Astrid responded gratefully, Tuffnut stopped the wrestling match the wrestling match for a few seconds.

"Hate to complain at the use of the word 'guys' Believe it or not this behemoth is actually my twin sister. Oh wait, who are you getting the present for?"

Typical twins, Ruffnut bit back.

"Hate to complain about the way you said 'guys' but Tuffnut gets offended because his sister is more of a man than him. And its Hiccup sloth-fist!"

Ruffnut countered and then went back to tackling. Astrid shook her head in amusement and left the twins house (or now battleground) the twins advice was a good starting point. But she still had no idea what to get Hiccup.

:D Because other characters are always nice, it seems both our hero and heroin are in the same kind of pickle... hmm, like peas in a pod... part of the same pie, okay enough food analogies.

Cya XD