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It was three in the morning when he got the call. Hiccup checked the number. The twins. Odin help us all. Of all the people from his home town that he still kept in touch with, the twins were the least likely to call at this hour. Actually, they were the most likely to call at this particular hour, they were just the least likely to call at all. Needless to say, Hiccup was a bit miffed as he answered the phone with a groggy and barely aware, “Hello?”
“Heeeey, Hiccup,” it was Ruffnut. Already this was setting off a red flag in Hiccup’s sleep addled brain. Usually it was her brother who opened the conversations. He could hear Tuffnut’s voice shouting “Did he answer?” in the background followed by Ruffnut’s reply of “Yeah,” so at least Hiccup knew he wasn’t dead. That didn’t make him any less worried. Or annoyed for that matter.
“Do you realize what time it is?” Hiccup was sitting on the edge of his bed now, pulling on his slippers. If he was going to be awake to talk on the phone at least he wouldn’t have cold feet.
She paused as if in thought, “I don’t know, like two?” It figures they wouldn’t change their clocks. “That’s not important, we need you to come over.” There was a strained shout of, “Now,” from her brother, which she repeated into the receiver much louder than was necessary.
“What did you do this time?” Hiccup sighed as he began to pull on the first pair of jeans he grabbed. They were a mossy green color, but they fit nice, and brought out his eyes so he couldn’t really complain. He put the phone on speaker while he rummaged around for a shirt. I really need to do laundry.
“What makes you think we did anything?” It was Tuffnut’s voice this time. He must’ve gotten out of whatever situation he was in.
“Why else would you two, of all people, be calling me in the middle of the night?” Fully dressed, boots and all, Hiccup grabbed his car keys and headed to the front door, phone in hand. Ruff and Tuff didn’t live too terribly far from Hiccup, only about an hour’s drive. If it was anyone else he would have said it could wait until morning, but knowing the Twins’ penchant for trouble and general rabble rousing he wasn’t sure the small two bedroom house they rented would last that long.
“Well, we didn’t,” Ruffnut again. There was a bit of an echo, so Hiccup assumed that they put him off speaker.
“This was entirely not our fault,” Hiccup could practically hear Tuffnut throwing his arms out as emphases. He flinched at what vaguely sounded like breaking glass. “Just hurry up and get here.”
Hiccup was about to say something, but he was interrupted by Ruffnut’s “And bring a coat!” just before the line went dead. No use questioning it now, he supposed. Guess I’ll find out when I get there.
He shrugged as he grabbed his long coat out of the front closet before heading out the door.