Ruffnut the Beautiful?

"Woah! When did you get hot?" Snotlout asks, running up and standing in front of me, running his eyes up and down my body. I shiver, as a creepy sinking feeling hits my stomach.-"Is this what you feel like, every day?" "I know I'm pretty. I can have anyone in the village I want. And, if you keep dressing like that, you can too." A Ruffcup fic.