it's not a nude party but there's no rules against taking your pants off too

[flightsuit]

in which everyone is required to take their damn shirt off because reasons that's really all there is to this party so just take it off ladays and gents TOPLESS PARTY

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hiccup ☁ u still want dis

[flightsuit]

[check out that manly viking chest]

[wait_what]

[ So she's set herself a no touching rule for Hiccup, at least not in a dirty way, ever since uh. You know. The whole Jack and Hiccup thing became a thing. But that doesn't mean she can't look. Soooo...

Have Anna totally not sneaking glances at a very nearby Hiccup as she reaches for her cooler. ]

[flightsuit]

[Not too long ago, he'd probably feel pretty awkward about this party, but as a newly committed man, he's actually being pretty casual.

And he has a pretty decent bod to show off too. Which he notices Anna peeking at from the side while he's sipping his beer.]

Oh, hey, Anna. Did you need something?

[wait_what]

[ Nearly dropping her cooler when he speaks up, she laughs and casually tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, gripping the drink rather tight in case she gets nervous again. Yeesh. ]

N-nah. Just thinking that Jack's probably counting his lucky stars for a bod like yours. [ she teases, enthusiastic, as she starts screwing the bottle open. ]

[flightsuit]

[He'll laugh a bit, but he'll still redden up a bit, because well, it's still a compliment. Even Jack doesn't talk about his awesome bod like that. Phew.]

Oh, ah, thanks. You're ... not so bad yourself.

[Because well, he was straight once so he can still appreciate a girl's body, even if he doesn't want into your pants now, sorry, Anna.]

[wait_what]

[ It's okay, bro. Maybe in another universe she's getting some right now. ]

Thanks! [ Genuinely, because she's pretty much on friend-terms here. ] I'm kind of a giant freckle, though.

[vinna]

[ sheeee is definitely checking that chest out, yeah. and not pining. because pining is a strong, dumb word for what's going on in her head right now. there are lots of dumb words to describe what she isn't doing right now because she's better than that, which are "crush" and "admire". you know what else is dumb? the concept of flirting. which she genuinely isn't trying to do right now, even as she passes him a solo cup and smirks before taking a sip from her own. ]

So, I'm guessing this theme was completely your idea, right? Nothing screams "Hiccup" like a party that requires you to walk around half naked.

[ not that she's completely topless - she's got a sports bra on. but still. ]

[flightsuit]

[And he's avoiding looking down as best as he could. Because the last thing he wants to do is get caught staring at her chest and get his ass kicked. Though she looked a bit like she had some wandering eyes herself. Was she checking him out? Nope, not possible, not at all.

So he'll just give a small smile as thanks for the drink, shaking his head at her statement.]

Oh come on, not all dumb ideas are mine. [Wait, rephrase.] Not my ideas are even dumb. I just have a very complex, misunderstood mind, you know.

[vinna]

[ she's fine with him pretending to not notice that she's noticing him and trying not to notice her. ...sure, that made sense. she doesn't look smug, but her grin is only just shy of mischievous, and she's not really hiding that either, unless you count taking a long drink from her cup ]

Hey, who said anything about it being a dumb idea? [ eh, she doesn't mind it. the shirtlessness. nope. not one bit, actually! ] I was kidding though. This theme doesn't really scream "Hiccup". There haven't been enough people walking around questioning the decorations and you having to explain it. [ yes she's laughing at her own joke what of it ]

[flightsuit]

Oh, so it isn't dumb to throw a party that's main focus is exposed chests with everyone just checking each other out?

[He doesn't even realize what he says until it's already out of his mouth. Normally, he'd glance down awkwardly, but somehow doing that right now would only make him feel even more awkward, so he has to settle for looking at her straight in the eye.]

But really, y-you're on a roll with those compliments tonight, aren't you? As I said, my ideas are just normally misunderstood.

[vinna]

I don't think so, no. [ and she might even be giving him a small glance down as she says it, just to be obvious about it. but she's smirking after, so maybe she's just being an ass. maybe. ]

Would you rather I start dishing out more compliments, Haddock? [ she fakes a gasp ] My how your pectorals bring out your eyes. And can I just say? Your treasure trail- [ she stops herself and shuts her eyes, makes a little mmh! sound



and then she's breaking out of that little show, and giving him a punch on the arm ]

C'mon, don't be a dork. I like your ideas, you know that. Once, you know, I get a second to think them out.

[flightsuit]

[The compliments are obviously jokes and they even sound ridiculous, but it doesn't change the fact that they're turning him red in the face. Because kidding or not, she was talking about his body right now.

Even when he feels the jolt of pain from where a bruise might start to form, his blush is still reflected in the glare he shoots at her.]

You've got amazing accuracy to get me in the same exact spot where I got a bruise from you last time.

[Yet somehow, he still ends up smiling, giving a light chuckle, even as he's rubbing at the pain on his arm.] You are ... a very complex lady, Miss Hofferson.

[vinna]

[ she'll just be taking a big sip of her drink to hide how wide her smile grows in response to all that blushing, because it's kind of cute, okay, that color looks cute on those cheeks. and she's a complete idiot for thinking, she knows, which is why she's making that sip last as long as she can manage before she needs a breath ]

Just keep drinking that jungle juice, that should clear up any and all complexities you seem to think I have.

[mcflurry]

[Hey, so. Mr. Manly Viking Chest. Some pale asshole is hurling ice cubes at you right now. From across the room, even.]

How'd you like them apples, dragon boy!?

[Because you have more posters of Eragon book covers in your room than is healthy, Hiccup.]

[flightsuit]

[Hiccup feels the loud thwack on his head, instinctively bringing up a hand to rub his scalp. Turning to send a glare, he easily finds the culprit, spotting the distinguishable white hair and smirk.]

You're lucky those aren't actual apples, Frosty, or I'd really be dragon kicking your ass.

[mcflurry]

[Jack approaches him now, sincerely wishing Hiccup wore a shirt he could drop some ice cubes into.]

Well, if you want, we can both duke it out the entire night. [Among other things. ]

But I've kinda set my sights on a mutual enemy. You know him because he always comes in to use the restroom and never flushes.

[It's surprising they haven't hired a better gardener yet. But, alas. College student salaries, right?]

Doesn't wash his hands, either. And he's claimed, like, half the back yard as his "swamp!" Who the fuck even does that?

[flightsuit]

[Hiccup's cautious when he approaches, leaning back a little, hoping not to get another attack, but drops his guard at the talk of a sudden "mutual enemy".

That guy was pretty mean, always yelling at folks, storming in to use their bathroom all the time without them even offering. As much as he enjoyed picking little fights with Jack, somehow the idea of teaching that guy a lesson sounded pretty good.]

So you're saying you want to call a truce to get even on that guy?

[mcflurry]

Basically.

[So that when all is said and done and Hiccup's off guard, he's the next target.]

I think he's still taking a shit as we speak. You know he totally lives in the abandoned tool-shed out back, right?

[Oh, no. That unmistakable grin on Jack's face spells bad news for the gardener.]

'Cause we can totally egg it.

[flightsuit]

[Hiccup might be too trusting, because he doesn't even consider the possible of this being a subtle trap. Instead, he's too overly amused at this incredible idea.]

Alright then, roomie. Looks like we're partners for the night. I hope we have enough eggs.

[allucinator]

[It's not, you know, manly. But it's not bad! And Jack's two jello shots in, so he's feeling friendly enough to wander over to Hiccup. Maybe not make out with him, but at least talk.]

And here I thought we'd have to get you tipsy to get you to take your shirt off. All these girls, you sure you're comfortable?

[flightsuit]

[Hiccup laughs nervously when Jack approaches. Because it's pretty true. Normally, it'd probably take a lot of convincing to get Hiccup to go along with the whole crazy theme, but since living in the house, he has become a lot more comfortable about things like this.]

Well, considering most of the people here are on the road to crazy wasted, I doubt the first thing on anybody's mind is my appearance, so I figured it's probably not that big of a deal.

[allucinator]

Yeah, probably not. You look good! Don't get me wrong. I'm just surprised.

[Encouragingly said, just in case Hiccup took it the wrong way. Jack leans back, hips to the wall, and sips at his drink.]

Meet anyone? Or their chests?

[flightsuit]

Uh, thanks. [The compliment isn't something he's used to, but it's definitely appreciated.

He'll take a drink of his beer as he thinks about his response.] Well, this wasn't exactly my idea of a meet-and-greet, but there have been some new folks I hadn't seen before that I got to see a lot of pretty fast.

[allucinator]

Yeah, it saves time, don't it?

[flightsuit]

[He lets out a light laugh.] Yeah, it's definitely speeding things along. The spare bedroom was taken no more than ten minutes after people started arriving and there's been a long line to the bathroom all night from being constantly occupied for long periods of time.