Snoggletog is here
It's the most wonderful time of the year
With the kids jingle belling
And everyone telling you "Be of good cheer"
It's the most wonderful time of the year
It was that time of year again. snoggletog has come to the island of berk. Why would the ancestors would pick a stupid name remains a mystery to everyone. But neither the less, everyone was gearing up to prepare for tomorrow. Gothi takes care of the kids while mom and dad shop for the goodies. The young teens hang the decorations on the houses and the great hall. Every teen but hiccup. He's busy at the forge with gobber. With snoggletog just around the corner, the orders for new shields and axes have been piling up. Gobber works at the front of the house, while hiccup works at the back, away from praying eyes. He figure if anyone found out he made most of the stuff, people wouldn't touch it. And that's not fair for the kids. So he sucks it up for the day.
His father stoick, also had his hands full. He was preparing a big snoggletog party for the adults that evening. It's a tradition to throw one every year at the great hall. There will be games, drink and company for everyone to enjoy. All but stoick. He had no one. This time of year is one more reminder that he can't be around the ones he cares about. Sure gobber is ok to hang out with, he was almost like a brother to stoick, (even more than his own brother.) but hiccup, and he's just too different from stoick. And over time, he just reminds stoick of valka, his dead wife. Stoick just can't handle it at times. He often can't deal with hiccup at this time. They'll just too different. it was better for stoick to not see hiccup on the day. he will pit hiccup at the forge with gobber, so he'll have some company. as for stoick, he puts the idea of being with hiccup behind him and focuses on the celebration for everyone else.
Soon the great hall was beautiful. Holly and ivy hung on the walls and shields. Shield like reefs hung over the throne. Big long tables had nice centre pieces and candles to lite the room. And a big wooden Christmas tree was in the centre of the room, decorated with ornaments and shields of Vikings killing dragons. It looked perfect.
Stoick steps outside to view the winter wonderland outside. Everyone looks so happy and cheerful. But stoick sees another thing, his people safe. The fear of a dragon problem seems far away. 'It was strange that dragons never attack this time of year. 'he thought to himself. 'I guess even devils take holidays.' All that matter to him was his people.
On his way to gobber, he is often meets with people saying, "hello," happy holidays," or "happy snoggletog. " He replies in kindness, but rushes by to meet with gobber. From the looks of the shop, he was very busy. A line of people infront of his window and a pile of gifts were to the side. Stoick made his way through the crowd, till he was at the forge.
"Well isn't this a surprise." Gobber called out to him. "Happy snoggletog stoick."
"Happy snoggletog to you too." He replayed. "How are things here?"
"All fine and dandy." Gobber said as he work with a hammer and metal. "Hiccup has been a huge help."
"Good, good." He said not really paying attention. Looking over the happy families, he seems pleased with everyone's happiness. He had to raise their spirits up even more. "Is everyone ready for the celebration tonight!" He called out. The crowd responded with a cheer.
He turns again to stoick. "It's gonna be great gobber, a big feast and music."
"Yes it will be quite-" gobber began to say before stoick cuts him off.
"Dancing and drink all night."
"And tomorrow, everyone at their homes to revive gifts and have fun."
"Of course not. I need to make sure everyone is having a good time tomorrow."
That really caught stoick's attention. He made sure he heard gobber right.
"What about him?" He asks gobber.
"Well, he's never had a snoggletog with you, so I thought you would-"
"No gobber," he said with a hint of sadness. "He needs to learn that a chiefs first and only duty is to his people."
"Yes. But still on snoggletog. Stoick that sounds cold."
"Cold as it might be, I'm sure he understands. He'll be busy in your forge anyway. Dealing with the snoggletog rush."
"Now if you would excuse me, I have to oversee the preparations for tonight. All the dragon training recruites will be there this year."
"Of course not. He'll be busy with the forge anyway." And with that, stoick walks away. Gobber looks down at his work, finishing a dagger that hiccup made most of. He looks at a small curtain behind him; pretty sure hiccup overheard the whole conversation. He gave the dagger to the waiting costumer, before heading to the back. Sure enough, he sees hiccup upset. Not enough to produce tears, but to hammer more aggressive.
"Hiccup," gobber said quietly, "I'm so sorry."
"Why." Hiccup said trying to be a nice as possible. "It's not your fault. I'm actually quite use to this."
Gobber tries to talk to him. "Maybe if you said something, maybe he'll-"
"I tried." Hiccup said turning to him. "But I can't even get a conversation with him. And if we do, he gives of a disappointment scowl, like someone skimp off the meat on his sandwich."
Gobber couldn't help but feel sorry for hiccup. The lad hasn't had a good snoggletog in years. "Well you should come to the party tonight, give yourself a good time."
Hiccup hung his head, "what's the point of going to a party if no one wants you there. I've been hearing that people would rather have snotlout as a chief instead of me."
Gobber put his hand on hiccup shoulder. "Don't feel that way, not tonight. And don't pay attention to what they say. If you want my opinion, you will make a fine chief. One of the best I wager."
Hiccup finally gives a small smile. "Thanks gobber. That really helps."
Gobber's about to return to the front, when he notices something in the dark corner. "What's this?" He asks as he reaches for the object.
Hiccup rushes to it to try to hide it. "Nothing really, just a project I've been doing."
Gobber gave a suspicious look. "Really?"
Hiccup made a movement of defeat. "Well I guess the secrets out." He turns to pick up the object. "You just had to ruin the surprise." He turns back to gobber, holding on to a wrap package. "Happy snoggletog gobber."
Gobber was touched. He grabs the present and unwrap it. It was a shiny cylinder, with a crooked hook at the end. With the hook was a piece of metal that complete the loop of the hook. The wide part of the cylinder makes it clear to gobber, it's a new hook for his arm.
"Did you make this hiccup?" He said awestruck.
"Yes," hiccup nods. "It can help you hook onto hard to reach items. Then this piece makes sure they don't fall off the hook."
Gobber was impressed beyond belief. He knew hiccup was bright, but never knew he was creative too. He immediately remove his old hook- hammer and replace it with the new one.
"Thanks hiccup," he said with a smile. "This will help me get your gift." He reached up to the rafters with his new hook. Sure enough, I caught on a string of a package. He pulled it down to hiccup who has a surprise look on his face. Hiccup quickly unhooked the gift and opened it. It was a strange looking piece of stick with metal keys sticking out.
"Wow, what is it." He asks studying the stick.
"Move one of the sticks." He gesture to him. As he did the stick became to make way for more things to come out. First was a small pair of scissors, then there was a small screw driver, a small knife came out next, follow by a magnifying glass. As hiccup pulled each key, a new tool would come out.
"Wow gobber." He said with a happy yet surprise look on his face. "Thank you."
"No problem ladie." He said with a smile. He looks at the pile in the corner again. There were two other packages. "Who are the others for?"
"Oh, one's for my best friend." Hiccup answered.
"Let me guess, Astrid."
"No!" Hiccup said in a hurry. "She wouldn't go near me. Let's just say he has been my best friend for a long time now. And I wanted to show my appreciation."
"Alright," gobber said. "It's the business between you and your friend. And the other one?"
Hiccups expression changed to sadness, "it's for my father, if he decides to open it."
The scene changes from happy to depression again. But gobber tries to cheer him up again. "Well, put it under the tree, maybe he'll open it."
"I wish." Hiccup muttered.
Soon the crowd outside is beginning restless. They've been waiting patiently for a while. Hiccup said his thanks to gobber for think of him. Gobber put on a smile as he heads back to the front. Bit still, the sadness was there in both of them. Gobber looks at hiccup, wishing for him that one day, he would have a good snoggletog with his father.
The time of year to be with the ones you love
So won't you tell me you'll never more roam
Christmas and new Years will find you home
There'll be no more sorrow no grief and pain