Hey guys! Artful Chicken here :D for those who're following me, a really big sorry that I haven't posted in a long time!
Well, it feels good to be back, and here I've got my latest fic. For the purpose of this story, lets assume that Berk has a big stable for dragons to hang out in—the Communal Stable. Because I thought, if the human Vikings have a Grand Hall, why shouldn't the dragons have their own equivalent? And also, I noticed from a movie screenshot, a big stable with a lot of lofts for dragons. Basically...yeah imagine 3
Oh, and a big shout-out to FJORD MUSTANG—you were the inspiration for the dragons' personalities anspeakers styles. And to ANIMATION NUT—you were the inspiration for the Dare Match idea. Thanks!
Now let's get this show on the road, shall we?
Berk's dragon stables were the best stables anywhere. Partly because they were the only dragon stables around the known islands. Other contributing factors were the endless supply of soft Berk hay, the spacious wooden lofts and the (more than) occasional sheep that assumed that wandering anywhere near the stables was a good idea.
Then there was the Communal Stable. To get a better picture, take the best dragon stable you have ever seen—and multiply it by ten. Then add every conceivable thing you think a dragon would like. The Communal Stable belonged to no one in particular. It was more like the dragon's version of the Great Hall, where Berk's dragons met over fish and (stolen) mead to engage in juicy gossip sessions about their Riders.
On this particular day, Toothless, Hookfang, Barf and Belch, Meatlug and Stormfly, together with a few (very annoying) Terrible Terrors were gathered here.
It was terribly boring. Their Riders were off on some pointless exercise involving the reconstruction of an old widow's house (after Barf and Belch had so kindly burnt it to the THOR-FORSAKEN GROUND) There was nothing new—the only thing worth talking about was the hefty human blacksmith falling off his roof, and it wasn't even that funny.
So there they were, with Barf and Belch dozing off on Meatlug's head, Toothless arguing with a VERY annoying Terror, and Stormfly yelling at Hookfang to PLEASE for GOODNESS SAKES LEARN SOME TABLEMANNERS.
"I said CHEW the fish!"
"Make me, Sissy Bluebottle."
Silence
"I swear if you slurp one more time I WILL burn your stable to the ground!"
"Go ahead, House Lizard. See what my Rider will do."
"Hah! He's so slug-brained he won't even notice!"
"Go ahead. I dare you. "
The room went silent. Barf and Belch stirred, Toothless exchanged amused glances with Meatlug, and the Terrors let out a collective "Ooh..."
Stormfly narrowed her eyes, obviously thrown off guard. "Oh, so this is how it's gonna be? Well then—", she took a second to regain her composure, "—challenge accepted."
A murmur rose among the Terrors, who were promptly shushed by Toothless.
"And, Stormfly smirked, I further challenge you to a nice, friendly, piddly little Dragon Dare Match—TO THE DEATH!"
Now, dear reader, don't be fooled. Dragons are proud, creatures with a great sense of honour. Which is why there really isn't any "Nice Friendly Piddly Little" in a Nice Friendly Piddly Little Dragon Dare Match (To The Death!). Because if there's one thing a dragon won't do, it's back down from a Dare Match.
"Oh, it's on", Hookfang grinned evilly.
"We want in!" Barf and Belch chorused.
"I'll show the lot of you Common Garden Browns! I'm in!" Toothless laughed, swatting a Terror in the face.
"Fine..."Meatlug groaned.
Stormfly looked around with mild surprise.
"It's settled, then. So...who'll start?"
"Hold up, Stormfly. You were supposed to burn Hook's stable", Toothless pointed out.
"To the ground", Hookfang added.
"To the ground," Meatlug said wearily.
"Watch me," Stormfly shot personalised glares at each dragon in the room, then shot out of the Communal Stable.
Five dragon heads poked out of the Communal Stable. They couldn't really get a good view of Stormfly, so they waited. And waited.
A cloud of red, yellow and violet rose and died.
"STORMFLY! YOU ARE SOOO GROUNDED!" A distant female shriek erupted near the flames.
Hookfang, Toothless, Meatlug, Barf and Belch ducked inside. They had a feeling it wasn't a good time to be seen outside.
So, what dares do you guys have in mind? Post them in the review box, and I'll post most, if not all, of them! Stay tuned!
