YAY! LAST CHAPTER! My THIRD update on this story today! :) Hope you all like it!

ANNOUNCEMENT! IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT! THIS FANFICTION IS GETTING A SEQUEL! HOORAY! :) It will be titled "Insidious" (which means proceeding in a gradual, subtle way, but with harmful effects. Just learned what it meant and I couldn't wait to use it. I'm like that. I learn a new word and I just gotta use it), and it should start going up probably any time now. I don't know. I'm a fast author, as most of you have already figured out. :) Queen Cliffy is signing out! :) (Beyond is signing out. Whatever you chose). Enjoy the last chapter!

"What was it like to be stabbed?"

I fought the urge to judo flip Snotlout when he brought the question up for the utmost time in the past few weeks since the incident with the Outcasts. Actually, I probably would have judo flipped him right there, hadn't Hiccup pushed me back down after I stood up to do so.

"I told you, Snotlout," said Hiccup. "I would rather not talk about it."

"How about later?" asked Snotlout.

"Yeeeeah. How about...never?" said Hiccup, turning his palms up. I could tell it was more of a statement than a question.

"Seriously, though, Hiccup!" shouted Tuffnut. "Did it hurt!?"

Hiccup pushed me down again as I fought to attack the Thorston twin.

"Guys!" I shouted since Hiccup wouldn't let me physically hurt them. "Would you stop talking about it! It was scary! And he's still recovering from it!"

Hiccup shot me a look that I instantly read as Thank you, Astrid. I shot back a look that said Any time.

We were sitting at one of the tables in the Great Hall. It had been about four weeks since the accident with the Outcasts. Gothi checked on Hiccup regularly, giving positive results each time, much to our relief. I was sitting beside Hiccup, who was sitting beside Fishlegs. Across from us sat Tuffnut, Snotlout, and Ruffnut, in that order.

"Besides," said Hiccup, pointing his charcoal pencil at Tuffnut, "I really think I've answered that question enough."

"Answer it again!" said Tuffnut.

I threw my spoon at him.

"Was that necessary?" asked Hiccup, although I could tell he was holding back laughter as Tuffnut shouted "OOOH! I'm HURT! I am VERY MUCH HURT!"

"Yes," I replied. I looked over at what he was doodling. "Whatcha working on?" I asked.

"Oh, just...it's nothing, really," said Hiccup.

"No, what is it?" I pressed.

"Just some different techniques for breaking up dragon fights," said Hiccup.

I frowned, and then laughed half-way, shaking my head. "You don't give up, do you?" I asked.

"I'm Hiccup Haddock," said Hiccup. "What do you expect, Astrid?"

"I expect you not to do anything until you've completely healed," I said.

"Oh, I won't," said Hiccup. "Toothless wouldn't let me."

I smiled at him and paused before speaking. "You've already considered it, haven't you?" I smirked.

"W-what?" said Hiccup, suddenly turning in my direction. "W-why would-would you think that?"

"Because I know you, Hiccup!" I said.

"Again, Astrid," said Hiccup. "What do you expect?"

THE END