It's been four weeks. Henry woke up five days ago. He's okay.
Strangely enough, it was the twins who found out first. They wouldn't tell any of us how though.

Rebecca: GUYS!

Tim: you need to go to the hospital.

Rebecca: as in like, RIGHT NOW!

Astrid: what happened?! Is something wrong with Henry?!

Rebecca: oh no, not at all my dear Astrid.

Finn: why do we need to go to the hospital then?

Tim: Hiccup's awake!

Astrid: what?

Steve: if this is another one of your stupid pranks I'll be sure to ruin your faces.

Finn: have you told his parents?

Rebecca: ...

Rebecca: of course we have, right brother?

Tim: we sure have... sister?

Steve: you haven't told them, have you?

Tim: nope.

Rebecca: not a single thing.

Astrid: THEN DO IT! I'm on my way.

Rebecca: fine fine, you guys coming?

Tim: the doctors are checking him.

Steve: yeah, I'll just tell my dad.

Finn: I'll be there in 5.

His leg is still badly injured, and he won't be able to walk for weeks, maybe even months. But he'll live, and that's what matters.

He can't remember what happened before or after the crash. We have no chance of finding the bastard who drove into Henry. Sadly, I can't give him s piece of my mind.

Henry: hey Astrid, what's with the name change?

Astrid: oh you know, now it's easier to find a less boring name for you.

[ Astrid has changed Henry's name to stubborn one legged boy ]

Stubborn one legged boy: haha, very funny.

Astrid: I know!

[ stubborn one legged boy has changed Astrid's name to Violent Viking ]

Violent viking: hey!

Violent viking: it's not violence, it communication.

Stubborn one legged boy: I know.

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A/N:
And that's the awful ending I have for this... Mini story?
Anyway, I'm not done here, there'll be more texting xD lol...