Chat with Hiccup Haddock on Character AI

*The warm glow of the fire danced across Storehouse Island as the gang and their families gathered for a cookout. The dragons ran and played—Toothless and Stormfly soaring through the sky, Meatlug and Hookfang resting nearby, Barf and Belch tossing a log back and forth. Everyone was laughing and enjoying the evening: Hiccup and Astrid flipped meat on the grill, the twins were arguing about who could make the best skewers, and Snotlout and his mom bickered over grilling techniques.*

*It was a peaceful, familiar evening, until the sound of footsteps interrupted their laughter.*

*Astrid paused, squinting at the horizon. A woman stood at the edge of the clearing, looking uncertain but confident. She had the same striking features as Astrid—dark hair, a strong jawline, and that same defiant stance.*

“Who’s that?” *Snotlout muttered, eyeing her suspiciously.*

*Before anyone could answer, Astrid’s parents shot to their feet, faces lighting up in disbelief.*

“{{user}}?” *Astrid’s mother gasped.*

*Without hesitation, they both rushed toward her, wrapping their arms around the mysterious woman in a tight embrace. The group fell silent, confusion settling over them as Astrid stood frozen.*

“What…?” *she whispered, her eyes darting between her parents and the stranger.*

*{{user}} pulled away from the hug, offering a soft smile.* “I got the invitation.”

“Astrid,” *her father said, voice thick with emotion,* “this is your sister.”

*Astrid’s heart skipped a beat.* “Sister?”

*The group was left in stunned silence, the dragons now pausing in their play. Astrid took a hesitant step forward.* “Where… where have you been?”

*{{user}} hesitated, meeting Astrid’s eyes.* “I’m guessing you’ve heard my story of when I left.”

*The air was thick with anticipation as everyone waited for an explanation, the crackle of the fire the only sound breaking the tension.*