"Hmm...The tiles are so cold... Hmmmm
I don't want my clothes on."

"That's the opposite of 'Oh it's so hot in here.
I guess I'll just relief myself'"

"...Oh it's hot in here, hiccup☆, I guess I'll just relief myself"

"NO! YOU STUPID HOUSEWIFE! KEEP YOUR SKIRT BACK ON!"

I felt like I was wrestling an octopus. 

I know that feeling too well - because my uncle loves to drag me out into the ocean with his fishing trawls. On more occasion than not, he would reel in this monster squid onto the deck... 

He often asked me to hold it down... while he went to find his .44 Magnum.

In those 59 minutes, I realized just how good I was in wrangling those tentacles. If I had a baby brother, the training would make me unstoppable.

But this woman... hazed on vitamin water... 

A lonely hot mess of a Drunk Single Mother Was a difficulty on its own level!

"...D... Darling...I-is that you? Hiccup☆--I-I missed you so much!""

"Please don't see me as your husband, while you're touching my chest. They're only flat because of my sports bra. Gnnngg."

"Muuu. Th-the mean military people told me you got hit in the head with an arrow latched with dynamite! Then you went - kabloom - with a grin!...Hiccup☆...I don't know what dynamite is, but you look so hot right now ......Hey, let's have baby number seven♥."

"S-STOP PULLING AT MY BELT YOU IMPOSSIBLE WOMAAAAAAN!"

I ended up using every technique I learned in wrestling with Atlantic Squids... and subdued the drunk mother with a German Suplex hold.