Elementary my dear dragon trainer
I OWN AND REGRET NOTHING!
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"Are you sure this guy can help us?!" Asked Astride, as Fishleg's led the group deeper into the mountain. "Don't worry, he's helped me numerous times helping me find our families sheep!"
"We don't need a sheep herder, we need someone who can prove mildew framed the dragons!" Insisted an annoyed Hiccup.
Fishleg's smiled. Don't worry guy's this guy's-
BOOM
The group flung themselves away as the ridge ahead of them exploded! Fishlegs snapped his fingers. "Shoot! I forgot!"
He quickly grabbed a horn and shouted through it. "PERMISSION TO ENTER THE ARMORY!?" Their was a Brief pause. "GRANTED!" Shouted a voice farther down the hill.
Okay, it should be safe now! Assured Fishleg's. The rest of the group just watched him in disbelief; wondering what they were getting into...
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TO BE CONTINUED?
AN: I know it says "in-progress" but really I just don't like boxing myself into a corner. For now this is more of a one-shot that I might continue one day...but probably won't.
But, hey. Feel free to use whatever elements you want from this, if you want! Or maybe give me ideas?
Also don't forget to give a shout out to my mom's birthday story on my page!
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