ASTRID'S POV

I run over to the long table where Ruff and Fishlegs are setting out plates.

"Hey", I say and begin putting forks next to the plates on the table. They look at me with unease.

"What happened Astrid?" Ruffnut asks setting her plates aside.

"Nothing, I just thought you might could use some help." I reply keeping my eyes on the table.

"Astrid, we're not stupid. We can tell something's up." Fishlegs adds in a concerned voice.

"It's just that, Hiccup still hasn't said anything about our anniversary."

"Still?" Ruff questions. " you need to wipe your man into shape. That, or get yourself one who cares."

"Hiccup knows about it. He mentioned how he was stressed out about the anniversary and the celebration." Fishlegs cuts in.

" I can't believe it." I say looking at my feet. "Why would he be stressed out about our anniversary? Is it stressful dating me? Am I the reason he wasn't with us this morning?"

" astrid, calm down. I'm sure there's an explanation." Fishlegs reassures me.

After that I busied myself with work; avoiding Hiccup at all costs. Or at least trying to.

HICCUP'S POV

"Hey Astrid. Do you want me to put some candles by the dance floor?" I ask walking up to the table watching Fishlegs and Ruffnut hurry away.

"I don't care what you do Hiccup." She replies.

"Ok. How has your day been so far?" I offer, attempting at small talk.

"Fine." She says.

"Oh, ok. Well I was wondering cause ..." I trail off because she has walked away. "I'll see you later then." I say letting my hand fall to my side, as my shoulders drop. After that I leather have her space. She's probably stressed out with getting everything ready for tonight.

ASTRID'S POV

I go home early because I couldn't take the unease of Hiccup watching me as I decorated. When I get inside my house, I draw my bath, thinking it might help me to relax. I add dried flowers to the warm water and slide in, allowing my mind to wonder. Breathing in the sweet scent of the petals.

I think back to a few days ago when Hiccup felt very distant. He didn't seem unhappy, it's just that there was a strange gleam in his eyes that wasn't normally there. When I asked him about it, he shook it off and changed the subject. We had been sitting in the cove. My legs, and his one foot in the water. We sat, not uttering a sound. He was looking out at some distant object, while I piddled with his hair.

"Toothless and I found these new flowers the other day. Do you want to see them sometime?" He had said, but now seemed overly happy.

He had been acting cantankerous, going from distant to excited about who knows what the next minute. He never did show me the flowers, but after his comment, he got up and flew home.

I feel a sudden surge of anger rush through me. Chills run down my spine. What is with him? This is not the Hiccup I fell in love with. If this is how he's going to act from now on, I don't think I want to be a part of it. I feel tears spill over. I hadn't even noticed I was crying until I heard the pitter-patter of the tears hitting the water in the tub. This has to end.