(A/N) I was thinking about HISHE videos the other night and this little story popped into my mind, so I had to get it written down. I'll have the second half posted as soon as I can. To those who are hopping for an update to my main story, Disturbed Reflections, I'm sorry I haven't updated it yet. Don't worry, I haven't got writer's block or anything like that, it's just hard to find time to write right now. I'm currently working two jobs over the summer, so those are taking up my time. I'll get the next chapter posted as soon as I can.

"Well bud, dark and dreary, run-down castle, damsel in distress, evil dragon waiting to kill any who dare to cross the bridge over a boiling lake of lava… what better way to spend my week off?" Hiccup quipped as he and his Night Fury, Toothless, surveyed the castle in question from the volcanoes' rim. "Nothing like black clouds circling an even blacker volcano to make a place look more ominous." The dragon growled his agreement.

Hiccup's duties as Chief of Berk had kept him and the Night Fury mostly anchored to Berk since the battle with Drago and the Bewilderbeast on Berk over two years ago. The man was still at large, but had receded so far underground at this point that no one could find him.

Knowing just how much Hiccup loved exploring, his new wife, Astrid, with the help of his friends, had arranged for Hiccup's responsibilities to be lifted for a week in order to let the two explore again. So of course, in typical Hiccup fashion, he had gone off chasing after a legend Trader Johann had brought to their shores. A princess locked away in a tower and guarded by a ferocious dragon seemed like a grand adventure, though he was only really interested in the dragon. From the details he'd gleaned from the trader, it looked like this could be a new species.

"So, we go, see what were up against, train the dragon, rescue the princess, go home as heroes. Should take what, 10-15 minutes to get her out?" Toothless gave Hiccup a deadpan look. "Alright fine, we'll aim for five." Satisfied, the dragon nodded his head in approval. "Alright, lets go."

"Believe me donkey, if it was me, you'd be dead. It's brimstone, we must be gettin close." A voice laced with a thick Scottish accent sounded from afar before the two could take off.

"What the…?" Hiccup asked as he turned his head to look farther down the volcano. What he saw surprised him. A donkey following… could it be?

"Well… looks like Gobber was right, trolls do exist. Good thing we don't have any left socks lying around, eh bud?" Hiccup laughed as he gestured to his prosthetic leg. Toothless sent him a side-long glance as if to say "Really?"

"Let's get a closer look bud." Hiccup suggested as he put on his mask. The two silently scurried off in the direction of the unlikely pair, the dragon's black scales and his rider's dark armour blending into the volcanic rock around them. In a matter of seconds, they were less than 20 feet away from the pair, who were unaware of their presence.

"I know what I smelled an it wasn't no brimstone. It didn't come off no stone neither."

"Ok…" Hiccup whispered to his dragon, "I've seen some strange stuff in my day, but I never thought I'd see a talking donkey."

The two unknown individuals lifted themselves up over the rim of the volcano and took in the sight of the abandoned castle. The troll spoke, "Sure its big enough, but look at the location." Before laughing, leaping over the rock wall and walking towards the rope bridge.

The donkey followed and began speaking, but the first mouthful of what he said was not heard by the dragon rider. It took a second for him to hear the creature again, "Well donkeys don't have layers. We… we wear our fear right out there on our sleeves."

The big green troll then answered, "Wait a second, donkeys don't have sleeves."

"You know what I mean."

"Oh, you can't tell me yer afraid of heights."

"No, I'm just a little uncomfortable about being on a rickety bridge over a boiling lake of lava."

"The donkey's right." Hiccup called out as he jumped over the rock wall himself, followed by the Night Fury. "Don't run the risk, I'll have the princess out in two minutes and she'll be safe and sound without you two risking your lives. Besides, what would a donkey and a giant green troll want with a princess anyways?"

"AHHHHHH!" The donkey yelled as he hid behind the troll, "DRAGON! DO SOMETHING!"

"An just who do ya think you are?" the troll asked as he disregarded the donkey.

"Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third, Chief of the Hairy Hooligans and this," Hiccup gestured to the dragon, "is Toothless." The dragon snarled as a greeting, "Excuse him, people seem to have a habit of making me their enemy at the first glance of a dragon by my side. He gets very protective. Don't hurt me and you'll be fine. And you are?" Hiccup asked as he held out his hand for a handshake.

"Shrek…" The troll answered while ignoring the offer of a handshake, "and I'm an ogre, not a troll. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a princess to rescue, an I don't need yer help." He finished as he turned towards the bridge again.

"Really, an Ogre? Yu don't really seem the type. Aren't ogres supposed to be, you know… 'I'll make a soup from your freshly peeled skin, shave your liver and squeeze the jelly from your eyes?'" Hiccup asked.

The ogre paused for a second, "So I've been told."

Hiccup shrugged and turned to his dragon, "Alright Toothless, lets make this quick. In and out bud."

Upon hearing this, Shrek quickly turned, "Hey! I said this is my quest! Stay outa it!"

"I didn't come all this way to watch somebody else save the princess. I've been waiting two years for a good adventure."

"Alright! Tha's it." The ogre took a step towards the rider and his dragon and let out an ear-splitting roar. Spit went flying from the creature's mouth and Hiccup had to take a step back just from the intensity of roar.

When it was over, Hiccup waved his hand in front of his nose, "Wow, you really need a breath mint or something. Your breath reeks." Shrek gave the young man in front of him a confused stare, but Hiccup continued, "Too-thless." He called as he brought his hand to his hip.

The dragon leaped forward, flared out his wings in an imposing way and gave the most bloodthirsty snarl he could muster as Hiccup ignited inferno. Standing together, the rider and the dragon looked fearsome as could be.

"Honestly, I'd rather not do this." Hiccup began, "I mean the odds seem completely unfair, a talking donkey and an overgrown troll verses a Viking with a flaming sword and the offspring of lightning and death as his best friend. Surly there's another way to do this. I'd rather keep the peace thank you very much."

"That seems good. Keeping the peace is good. Especially when it means staying alive." The donkey stammered. "You should listen to the man Shrek."

"I'm listening, what do ya have in mind?" The ogre calmly asked.

"I don't know, I'd just rather avoid bloodshed. Got any ideas?"

"Oh, I know!" the donkey spoke up, "How about a race?"

"A race Donkey?" Shrek asked.

"Ya, you know, first one to rescue the princess wins."

"That sounds like fun," Hiccup answered, "I'll even give you two a five-minute head start seeing as how I have the advantage. Ready, set go."

"Now hold on just a minute here." Shrek began.

"Countdowns starting, better get moving Shrek." Hiccup cut the ogre off.

Shrek took one look at Donkey, grabbed him, threw him over his shoulder and took off running across the bridge.

"Shrek! Wait! I'm too young to die!" The donkey cried out as he was carried across the bridge.

With the ogre and the donkey gone, Hiccup turned to the dragon. "Well this should be fun, I always love a little competition." Toothless warbled his agreement.