It's Friday somewhere in the world, my dudes.

So, here it is. The adopted watching the movie. I mainly made this story because, while I can't over fabricate EVERYTHING from the Watching the movie fanfics, I sure as fuck am not done with them yet. I got a few more things to nitpick about, and a few more dildo jokes to make.

So, without further ado… Watching the movie (Adopted)(SPOOF DANK)


AN: Yo whats up guys and gals, I'm your white knight, KawaiiNightFury420! So I was jerking it to some hentai interactive porn game, and I was going so hard that my fedora fell off!

Now that I've told you about my personal life, I'd like to say that I saw a fanfic called "Watching the movie" and noticed that it was up for adoption!

Since I didn't feel like going through the painstaking process of making my own damn story, I decided to steal DragonFucker123's story idea, and claim it as my own, putting it off as "adopted"

But it's fine though, because she was too lazy to finish the story, but still wanted it to be finished, so she put it up for adoption, being the uncommitted cuntbag that she is.

With all that out of the way, let's begin "our" story!

The Vikings and dragons were sitting in the movie theater. The movie had stopped, and Raven-heart Shadowblade xenochronicles milf the hedgehog had taken a temporary break from watching the movie.

So they were all sitting in the theater, jacking off to pass the time, when there was a second bright, white light. As you can tell, originality is through the roof.

They all were teleported into ANOTHER movie theater. But this time, the movie theater had plush, black and red, oddly comfortable seats for everyone. The dragons were given ornate, hand carved stone slabs as seats, and Hiccup, our heroic main character, was given a throne made of solid fucking gold.

Overall, the theater looked much more well preserved and fancy, unlike their previous theater that had cum stains on the walls, and a questionable man that was probably a gun smuggler.

The Vikings were looking around in awe at the theater. They had never seen anything so fancy in their ghetto lives!

Suddenly, a self insert fag entered the room.

"Hello, everyone!" The Vikings diverted their eyes to the source of the voice. They saw a 16 year old boy with black and purple hair, purple glowing eyes, a leather corset, leather pants, leather gloves, a robotic arm, and welding goggles that served absolutely no purpose other than to look "cool".

The dragons looked at the steampunk weaboo trash. The boy looked back at them and telepathically communicated with them, using his faggotty fairy fucking mind-magic.

"Hello, dragons. I can understand your language perfectly, and I can communicate with you telepathically. I wanted to tell you that I'm friendly. Also, I am a registered sex offender."

The dragons glanced at each other confusedly, but the boy spoke up before they could dwell on the fact that he essentially just mind raped them.

"Hello everyone, I'm KawaiiNightFury420, but you all can call me Clyde."

Everyone looked at each other, confused. "Just Clyde?" Generic villager #76 asked.

"Well, that's what I prefer to be called. My full name is Septimus ClankFap. In fact, I'd rather you all call me that than Clyde, come to think of it. My abusive, evil, drunk father from Colorado that left me with hundreds of scars called me Clyde. That was before I ran away from him, and was raised by wolves."

He then cupped his hands together. "But that's enough about my tragic, abusive, traumatizing, edgy childhood that left me with a crippling case of PTSD. The reason you are all here, and not in the theater with Dragonfucker123, is because she put her story up for adoption."

"Now, being the lazy cuckold that I am, I decided to adopt her story, as a pose to actually writing an original story on my own. Since it is now my story, you all may see a few new OCs enter the story, like my co-writer, or my beta reader that doesn't have the balls to tell me that my story sucks dick." Septimus ClankFap said.

Everyone was just sitting there, listening to the weab drone on, when Snotlout the fuckboy raised his hand, a shit eating grin plastered on his face. Septimus glared at him.

"Snotlout, I swear to the almighty Lord Gaben, if you say anything mean to Hiccup, I'm gonna cut your dick off."

Snotlout hesitated, but lowered his hand, deciding to preserve his pencil dick, at the cost of not making an unoriginal insult using the term "Useless".

Hiccup, meanwhile, in his jem encrusted solid gold throne looked at the boy in shock. Had somebody just defended him from the big, smelly, evil Snotlout? Nobody has ever stood up for him before!

"Now, before I start this movie, I'd like to-"

"Yoooo, what's up, faggots?" Someone yelled, interrupting ClankFap.

A new character, with absolutely no backstory whatsoever, waltzed onto the stage like a fucking twit faced cunt.

"Harold, you know you're not allowed to use that word! It's offensive!" Septimus ClankFap said.

"Fuck off, you retarded pickle licking FAGGOT!" Said Harold, half joking, half serious.

Herald was a half wolf, half penguin anthro. He was wearing an extremely cringey sleeveless black hoodie that showed off his extremely well toned muscles, as well as a pair of short shorts with a hole for his bushy, stupid fucking tail.

"Guys, this is the co-writer I was talking about. His name is YiffNation. In case you can't tell, my co-writer is a furry. He requested that I include him in my story."

The entire audience of Vikings were now completely lost. With all that had transpired in the past 10 minutes, they were now questioning if they had went on an LSD trip.

"Alright, so enough of all this bullshit backstory that literally nobody cares about." Said ClankFap. "We're about to get on with the movie. But first…"

Clankfap snapped his fingers, and everyone's weapons magically appeared into their respective owners' hands.

"Ayy, my combat dildo!" Cheered generic villager #59.

"Don't make me regret giving you back your weapons." Clankfap said.

Snotlout lovingly caressed his wooden club. "Oh man, I've finally got my weapon back!" Thought Snotlout. "And there's no edgy black and red barrier! I should shove this club up Hiccup's butt. Astrid would definitely see how manly I was then. There's no way she wouldn't be stroking my cock by the end of the day."

The fuckboy glanced at Hiccup, but found that the Night Fury was giving him a glare that practically screamed butt rape. Snotlout, in a sudden burst of intelligence, realized that he should probably reconsider.

"Now, I'm not going to put up a barrier, but if any of you try to harm the dragons or Hiccup, I will use my magical powers to paralyze you." ClankFap said.

"But what if they try to harm us?" Generic villager #76 said.

"Are you fucking stupid? We all know that the dragons from HTTYD are friendly, peace loving, kind hearted, innocent, misunderstood creatures!" ClankFap replied.

"But they burn down our-" "Shut the fuck up, I'm right. I did lots of research on this franchise, and by research, I mean spending 4 hours reading ToothCup and fluff stories." ClankFap said, interrupting Generic villager #59.

"Yo, Septimus, I'm gonna go meat my beat, see you later." Said YiffNation, leaving the theater.

"Alright, cool. I'm gonna start up this movie now."

Septimus used his fucking black magic, combined with the power of Windows 10 to project the HTTYD movie on the theater's big screen.

"Okay, I'm about to hit play, and this movie will resume where you last left off. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got about three pounds of crystal meth in my room, and I'm gonna shove it all up my butt. You guys enjoy the movie." Said Septimus ClankFap.

The edgy steampunk left the theater by using his teleportation powers that have yet to be explained, leaving the audience alone in the theater.

Stoick: Do NOT let them escape!


So, there it is. The teaser to Watching the movie (adopted). BTW, I still think that the whole "adopted" thing is bullshit. Yeah sure, if the story has an original idea, it's fine to adopt it and come up with your own spin on the story.

But if the story idea is more generic than a Jacob Sartorius music video, it's pretty much just the adopter being too lazy to write the first half of the story. Anyway, hope you enjoyed that first chapter.