An accident and then an escalation

"Astrid, you need to slow down!" Snotlout called out. He and Astrid were currently hiking through the snowy woods of Berk in search of game. They hadn't brought their dragons with them, mainly because Snotlout couldn't get Hookfang to listen to him for effective hunting. That meant Astrid had to leave Stormfly behind, too, since she couldn't support both humans and be an effective hunter. Astrid wouldn't have minded if Snotlout didn't talk so much. She wanted to be alone so she could sort out her feelings. Instead, she was with Snotlout; all she could feel was her annoyance.

"Astrid!" Snotlout called out. Astrid gritted her teeth and kept trudging forward. She was sure Snotlout's yelling was scaring off anything they could hunt. Astrid should be telling him to shut up, but she doubted that she could speak to him without shouting, which would only worsen things. So instead, she continued forward, hoping to find some deaf animal she could bring back. To her surprise, she found a goat in the distance. A single boar that didn't look very old, but it would have to do. Astrid readied her bow and was about to aim when Snotlout caught up.

"Finally!" he groaned out. The goat turned their way and immediately fled. Cursing her luck, Astrid gave chase, once again leaving Snotlout behind. She ignored Snotlout's cries and focused on her quarry. She charged through the snowy forest, her stubbornness and irritation causing her to focus on her prey rather than the slippery terrain. The repercussions were immediate. One tricky step and Astrid found herself tumbling down a hill and face-planting on the ground. Astrid lay down in the snow and tried to get her barrings. She felt severe pain coming from her right arm and leg, she wasn't sure if they were broken, but they were battered. Still, Astrid tried to get up, but the snow and the pain made it almost impossible.

"Astrid!" Snotlout called out. Astrid groaned in both pain and irritation. She'd have to ask Snotlout for help, and she reflexively hated the idea but she had no other choice at the moment. Astrid turned her head around as best she could and watched Snotlout slowly walk towards her. He had a concerned look on his face, but also a deep frown that made Astrid want to punch him.

"This is why I told you to slow down," Snotlout chastised. "You never listen to me." Astrid growled in anger. She hated when Snotlout got on a high horse for whatever reason. She hated it even more when he was right to do so, but she decided to leave those comments to herself. Astrid knew she had no one to blame except herself for this situation, and attacking Snotlout wouldn't improve things. It may lighten her spirits, but what's important is to get out of the snow and back to the village.

"Just help me up," Astrid groaned out.

"Would it kill you to say please?" Snotlout griped. Astrid glared at the man, who rolled his eyes before bending down. She turned away and grumbled to herself as Snotlout reached her. His hands grabbed her waist, and two fingers were placed too close to her ass for her liking. What happened next was a mixture of instinct and Astrid's anger boiling over. She twisted around and threw her good leg into Snotlout's face. Snotlout flew back and grabbed his face.

"Argh!" he exclaimed. "What the Hel was that for?!"

"That's what you get for trying to grope me!" Astrid shouted.

"Grope?! I was trying to help you!" Snotlout stood up, a look of outrage on his face that Astrid had never seen before. For a second, Astrid almost believed him, but then her stubbornness reminded her of their history, and she stood her ground, despite still being stuck on the snowy floor.

"And then you used that as an excuse to feel me up," Astrid accused. "Typical fucking Snotlout. Your still the same asshole you were when you were a kid!"

"And you're the same bossy, know-it-all, better than everyone, bitch!" Snotlout shot back, getting red in the face.

"Don't talk as if you know me! All you cared about was my ass rather than my personality! I couldn've been pissing on your mother's grave, and you wouldn't have cared so long as you got to bed me!"

"That's how you see me?! Some thug that'll fuck any girl he sees?!" Snotlout was getting redder in the face. The logical side of Astrid said they should stop this argument now before things got out of hand, but the stubborn side of Astrid was too incensed to back down.

"You're also your father's pet," she spat. "Always so eager to please him no matter what you have to do. You'd probably lick his ass to get a pat on the back."

"You-!" For a moment, Snotlout was so angry he couldn't form words. He took a calming breath, but his fists were clenched so tightly they might draw blood any second. "What does my father have to do with any of this?!"

"Not denying it?" Astrid smirked. "How much of your disgusting personality is because of him? And I'm not talking about what you inherited from him. I'm asking what you took on to please him and make him think you were his perfect little bastard."

"I am my own man!" Snotlout shouted, causing snow to fall off the trees. "I don't let my father decide how I should act! And I am not a bastard! My parents were married for a year before I was born!"

"Doesn't stop you from being a bastard." The cold from the snow was starting to hurt, and that pain helped calm Astrid down. She now realized that this argument had gone too far. Unfortunately, her pride refused to let her straight up apologize to Snotlout for her behavior. Not that it would do her any good, just by glancing at Snotlout, she could tell he was in no mood to talk things out.

"Where in the Hel do you get off talking to me like that?!" Snotlout shouted, red in the face and looking like he would burst into flames at any second. “Do you think that just because I had that crush on you when we were kids that means you get to treat me like this?! I deserve respect too!” Astrid said nothing, she hoped if Snotlout left off some steam by yelling at her and then help her up. She knew she should just apologize in order to move things along but Astrid’s pride was still strong enough to stop her. ‘Just wait it out,’ she told herself. ‘He’ll tire out eventually.’

“Why’d you go quiet? Got nothing to say?!” Snotlout snarled. “Too scared to finish what you started?!” That irritated Astrid slightly but she held her tongue. She knew she only had herself to blame for this so she stuck to her plan.

“Say something you stuck up bitch!” Snotlout yelled. Astrid grumbled under her breath about how her companion always made things hard before finally speaking.

“Can we just drop this…?”

“No we’re not just dropping it! I’m tired of you treating me like dirt!”

“Well maybe if you treated me with respect I’d care about your feelings,” Astrid said coldly. “Now help me get back to the village already!”

“Oh no! You think you can just order me around like nothing happened?! Think I’ll just fall all over myself in order to please you?! No! That’s not happening! In fact, I thinks it’s time I show you what happens when a women pisses of a Viking!”

Snotlout surged forward and before Astrid knew it he was on her, pinning her good leg to the ground and was fiddle it with her skirt.

“Snotlout?!” Astrid cried out. “What the Hel are you doing?!”

“Giving you a reality check,” Snotlout snarled as he lifted her battle skirt, exposing the woman’s undergarments. Astrid couldn't believe this was happening, sure Snotlout wasn't the gentleman Hiccup was but he wouldn't resort to this, right? Snotlout then ripped off Astrid's underclothes and exposed her ass and vagina to the cold air.

"Snotlout don't you dare-AH!" Astrid tried to warn but was stopped when Snotlout slapped her ass hard. The noise she let out was too high-pitched for her liking, but she currently had bigger issues to deal with.

"Shut up, you bitch! I've had with you and your better-than-you attitude! Berk may be willing to tolerate a stuck up bitch like you, but I know that the rest of the world isn't so nice! Now I'm going to show you what happens when you piss off the wrong person!" Snotlout grabbed his pants and took out his penis, which was hard in anticipation of what he was about to do.

"No... Snotlout... Don't you dare..." Astrid hated how weak her voice sounded right now but the shock of the situation in front of her made her forget to appear brave.