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Chapter 1: Maggot

Well, hello there. When did you get here? Not many people come this way...hm...you made it just in time for the story anyway.

My name is Maggot for starters. It's not the best name but, heck, it's better than what it could have been. For example: Spew, Barf, Pigface and so on. The name Maggot isn't very...well...er... pleasant therefore people who like me usually call me Maggie, Mags, Mag, Maggie May, and, again, so on.

The wonderful people (did you catch the sarcasm?) are my ma and pa. I can't blame it all on them though. Their parents didn't name them generously either. I probably shouldn't say "are my ma and pa" anyway, really. Well, unless anyone wants to dig 'em up for me? I have shovel and some de-oderant 'cause they probably don't smell like roses being 6 feet under, do they? ...Hell, why not, I'll double the order of de-oderant.

Never know when i might need it...

I have a new single parent anyway.

Gobber.

Gobber is the blacksmith of my rough, tough home of Berk. He's my caretaker in case you didn't catch on to the single parent thing. He's also my teacher. Ever since he's taken me in, he's taught me how to work in the smithery. My job there is to repair, reassemble, and make weapons for the lovely villagers of Berk. It's not nearly as exciting as the other, cooler jobs they got here.

Dragon Killers.

Dragon Slayers.

Dragon Fighters.

Get the gist? People actually get to fight dragons here! That's WAY cooler than my job...

Gobber actually has another job aside from smithering in the smithery. He's a Dragon Trainer. No, that doesn't mean he trains dragons, it means he teaches the youth of this island to kill, slay and fight dragons. I'm so jealous...

Dragons are the pests here in Berk. Not mosquitos or rats or mice. Dragons. Fire spitting, flying reptilians. The ones in the fairy tales. Your thinking of the right kind, don't doubt yourself.

Though they are the pests, they make most days eventful here for being such a dull, little island. If you ask Gobber's other apprentice, Hiccup, he'd call most days sturdy (for whatever reason).

As long as we're on the topic of Hiccup, I might as well explain some about him.

Hiccup is a scrawny, clumsy teenager. He's a year older than me but none the wiser. See, he's an "idea guy". He has the thought in his head that he's a Dragon Killer when he's anything but that. He can't beat one with his bare bony fist so makes inventions to catch a dragon instead.

They tend to backfire and catch a villager.

Course, I guess it wouldn't be a bad idea to catch a dragon being the Chief's son (and a total misfit...sorry, Hiccup) and all...He could be trying to catch the eye of Astrid, too, hm...I guess I'll have to stalk him to find out...

*hides behind a table in the smithery to watch Hiccup*

Yup, as I thought. He's got his eyes popping out of his head for that girl...Nice, explosion background Astrid...

Anyway, *stands up and wipes off imaginary dust* Astrid is a burly blonde chick with a pretty face. She is also probably one of best future dragon killers, slayers, or fighters we got here in Berk. Then there's the rest of her gang...

Snotlout. An even burlier boy with ape arms and a crush on Astrid to match Hiccup's. Oh, and not to mention he's also Hiccup's cousin.

Ruffnut and Tuffnut. Boy and girl twins who are constantly bickering. In my opinion, Ruffnut (the girl twin) is tougher than Tuffnut (the boy twin if you haven't already figured that out).

Lastly, Fishlegs. Probably the only one of any of the villagers who has read the Dragon Manuel about 7 times now...The boy's obsessed but, heck, it comes to use, right?

Together, they make up the popular, cooler part of Berk's youth. And they have the coolest jobs. They're Dragon Killers, Slayers, or Fighters. Grrr...

Well, those are the basics to Berk. Some days are more exciting than others but it's usually pretty even in excitingness.

Oh, and one more thing.

We're Vikings.


That wasn't too bad, was it?

Hell, I didn't think so for a first timer (modesty is out of the question, sorry)

Well, rate and review if you liked it or didn't and wanna help me make it better.

Oh, and tell me if you want me to continue anyone 'cause I don't wanna embarrass myself if I keep posting crappy chapters...heh heh

MoodBeam