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Astrid paced back and forth through her house. She never stressed over anything, but now she was. Hiccup and many of the other men of Berk had flown to one of the nearby islands after they had gotten a very distressed sounding letter. This island was having problems becoming friendly with the dragons that inhabited their island. Who better to ask then the first people to do it right? Astrid had planned on going with, but Hiccup had practically begged her to stay home. He said he would be gone a week. It's been three! I'm going to kill him! Astrid thought this to herself as she sat down in a chair by the window where she could watch to see if

Takes place before Percabeth was canon (So around The Battle of the Labyrinth)... Percy watched as Annabeth bent down to retie her shoe laces. Her tan nimble fingers worked crossing the laces almost effortlessly. But her gray eyes were steady, concentrated on what she was doing. She paused to push a strand of golden hair away from her face and he noticed how the sun cast shadows along her cheekbones. He wondered how such a simple task could become beautiful just by the person performing it. Annabeth's pink lips puckered as if she had done the knot wrong, but then, "You're staring at me." She pulled the knot taught and turned to glance up at