Seven minutes in Valhalla INTRO (BerkTeensxReader)

“Hey guys, I have this awesome idea for a game!” Snotlout said as he ran into the arena.

“What is it this time?” Hiccup said, knowing nothing good came from Snotlout’s ideas.

“Oh! Oh! Let me guess!” Tuffnut said, pausing for dramatic affect, “Name Kicking.”

“Or Butt taking?” Ruffnut said trying to be the one to guess correctly.

“I don’t even want to know what those types of games are.” Astrid said taking a step away from the twins.

“Well, what is it?” Fishlegs asked actually wondering what bright idea Snotlout may have had.

Snotlout began explaining, “Well, as you all remember, I saw the signposts of Valhalla and I am still here-”

“Unfortunately.” Astrid interrupted.

Snotlout glared at her but continued, “As I was saying, I was nearly called into paradise. So I started thinking-“

“That’s never good.” Hiccup said rolling his eyes.

“What would paradise really be like? You know maybe it’s just you and someone special.” Snotlout said winking at Astrid causing her to nearly vomit.

“Or maybe you’re stuck there with someone completely random?” Fishlegs said.

“This seems stupid.” Astrid said walking to leave the arena.

“Oh Hey” someone said.

“Heather? What’re you doing here?” Astrid asked.

“Oh look, it’s the pretty one!” Tuffnut said earning himself a punch from Ruffnut.
“What a surprise?” Hiccup said waving to her.

“Well my family finally got settled in and trader Johann was saying he was making his next stop here so I asked to come and here I am.” Heather said happily. “Also I brought my friend, they were curious about you guys and all the dragons I told them about.”

“You guys should join us, we were about to play life in Valhalla.” Snotlout said.

“How do you play?” Heather asked, walking to the center of the arena with her friend and Astrid following.

“How do you play?” Snotlout mumbled to himself.

“What about one person randomly picks another and they go to Valhalla together?” Fishlegs said.

“I don’t think that’s how it works.” Hiccup said, knowing to actually go to Valhalla meant to die.

“How about we go into the old dragon cage and pretend its Valhalla?” Ruffnut suggested.

“Yea! And then we stay there for the rest of our lives!” Tuffnut suggested.

“I volunteer Tuffnut to go first!” Ruffnut said.

“How about we not spend the rest of our lives in a smelly old dragon’s cage.” Astrid said, still not wanting to play.

“What about 7 minutes?” Heathers friend asked.

The other teens nodded at the idea.

“Alright, sounds fun.” Hiccup said. He walked over and grabbed a shield, then and arrow. He stuck the arrow on the edge of the round shield and came back. “We’ll spin this, the person to spin it goes to Valhalla with whomever the arrow points to, got it?”

“Question, who is spinning it first?” Tuffnut asked.

“I think my friend should go first. They’re new here anyway, what better way to break the ice?” Heather said.

“Alright, what’s your name anyway?” Astrid asked Heather's friend.

“_____” you said.

“Well _____, welcome to Berk, now give the shield a spin.” Hiccup said.

You took the shield and as everyone formed a circle, you spun it.