Ok. So while we were at camp this story came to me. See, we were doing an eco walk, nothing new, where we saw different plants and stuff and where told stuff that, as usual, was supposed to help us survive in the event of a plane crash in the savannah. So, I thought about how fun it would be if, oh, I don't know, 13 or so of our favorite characters were supposedly stranded in the savannah. Ps, please note that if you ever end up stranded, everything in here is true theoretically, but I'm not so sure how it'd work practically.
Enjoy ;P
Prologue:
Hi there, my name's Hiccup.
Great name, I know, but it's not the worst, you should check out my friends' names before you say anything.
I'm writing this book because a friend of mine, who is a publisher, thought it would be a good idea, for anyone at risk of getting stranded in the savannah, like I did.
I can hear my husband in the other room, playing with our daughter, and our son's at a friend's house, so here goes nothing.
Before you read ahead, I would like to warn you that this is no lighthearted story about puppies and unicorns, in fact, quite the contrary. This is the story of a man on the way back to the country of his birth, the country of his childhood, and how the very place that held his heart nearly killed him several times and murdered half his… friends, I suppose, although we'd never really met before that day. It was all by chance, really.
So sit back, relax, and read the story of how my friends and I survived the perils of the savannah, well, at least some of my friends…
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so, how was that for a first chapter? It's been a while since I started a new HTTYD story, hasn't it. also, I'm leaving the identity of his husband a secret, because even though I know, I don't want you to. ;P
C ya!
-httyd4eva
peace out yo;P