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We skim above a dark, wild ocean. The camera turns toward a lone island, Berk. It is a gigantic shard of rock jutting straight out of the water.

HICCUP (V.O.)

This, is Berk. It's twelve days North of hopeless, and a few degrees South of freezing to death. It's located solidly on the meridian of misery.

Toothless picked up and looked form the screen to me and back again.

The image drifts over rolling hills to reveal a small village nestled on an outcropping of sea mounts.

HICCUP (V.O.)

My village. In a word, sturdy. And it's been here for seven generations, but every single building is new.

"I wonder why" said Spitelout. "Well it is because of the dragons" said Snotlout. The dragon snorted at that. I could not help but laugh.

The image drifts closer, circling.

HICCUP (V.O.)

We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunsets. The only problems are the pests.

"Peat is an understatement" said my dad and most people agreed. Toothless looked up at me with pleading eyes. I shocked my head.

You see, most places have mice or mosquitos. We have...

Sheep graze peacefully on a hillside. Suddenly one is snatched.

CUT TO: INT. STOICK'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

A door is pulled open... as a DRAGON swoops directly toward it, BLASTING FIRE.

The door is SLAMMED. The fire shoots through the slats of wood, illuminating HICCUP, a gangly teenage Viking.

HICCUP ...dragons.

"Really I near would have thought" said Astrid. The dragon snorted again.

EXT. STOICK'S HOUSE He reopens the sizzling door, leaps off the front porch. He weaves through the erupting mayhem as Vikings pour out of the buildings, ready for a fight. More dragons swarm in, setting rooftops alight and hauling off sheep.

"You could have stead inside" said Stoick. "Yeah but where's the fun in that" I said. My dad just huffed. Toothless did his verse of a laugh. I could not help but join in.

HICCUP (V.O.)

Most people would leave. Not us. We're Vikings.

"What does that mean" said Fishlegs. All the dragon looks at him like 'like you don't know'.

We have stubbornness issues.

"And you don't" said Gobber. "Well I am a Viking, so yeah I do" I said. Toothless did his gummy smile at me. I smiled back.

Vikings sound the alarm. Viking men and women pour out into the streets, axes in hand.

ON HICCUP darting through alleys, staying under eaves, making his way through the battle.

HICCUP (V.O.)

My name's Hiccup. Great name, I know. But it's not the worst. Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls.

"Yeah likeour charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that" I said. The other dragons nod in agreement.

Like our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that.

"That is just creepy" Astrid said. Toothless nodded.

Dragons sweep back and forth, dodging axes and blasting the Vikings who throw them. A burly warrior gets tossed in an explosion, knocking Hiccup to the ground.

VIKING (FIERCE) Arggghhhhh! (cheery, insane) Mornin'!

Said Viking blushed, while everyone looks at him encoding the dragons.

Hiccup gets to his feet and continues to rush past gigantic men and women.

HOARK What are you doing out!?

"Going to the blacksmith" I said.

BURNTHAIR Get inside!

"No" I said.

PHLEGMA THE FIERCE Get back inside!

"I said no" I said. I and the teen laughed.

Hiccup passes a silent ox of a Viking, picking his ear.

The Viking blushed.

Enter STOICK, the biggest Viking of all. He yanks Hiccup from the path of a strafing dragon and holds aloft to the crowd.

STOICK Hiccup!?

"That's my name" I said. "Really I did not know" said mum. We both started too laughed. We cram down and watch the movie.

STOICK(accusingly; to the crowd) What is he doing out again?!

"As I said before going to the blacksmith" I yelled and the screen.

(TO HICCUP) What are you doing out?! Get inside!

"Well he ever listen" I said. Toothless gave me a puzzled look.

The flames light up his scowling face and matted red beard. He sets Hiccup down and turns to the sky, searching.

HICCUP (V.O.) (IN AWE) That's Stoick the Vast. Chief of the tribe.

They say that when he was a baby, he popped a dragon's head clean off of its shoulders.

Do I believe it?

Stoick grabs a wooden cart and hurls it, knocking the strafing dragon out of the sky.

HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D) Yes I do.

"Not" I wisped to Astrid. We both started to laugh. We both got a look that mean 'what so funny'. We stopped laughing. We started to watch the movie again.

An EXPLOSION forces Vikings to DUCK. Stoick stands firm, brushing flaming debris off of his shoulder.

STOICK (barking; to his men) What have we got?

VIKING #1 Gronkles.

The Gronkles proudly hovered in their spot.

Nadders.

The Nadders got up and how their spikes.

Zipplebacks.

The Zipplebacks stood up proudly.

Oh, and Hoark saw a Monstrous Nightmare.

All the Monstrous Nightmares start themselves on fire, then after a second calmed down.

STOICK Any Night Furies?

Toothless looked up.

VIKING #1 None so far.

STOICK (RELIEVED) Good.

Toothless sent purple smoke towards my dad. I hold in a laugh.

VIKING Hoist the torches!

Massive flaming braziers are raised on poles, lighting up the night sky... and revealing swirling dragons of all types. Below, Hiccup crosses an open plaza and ducks into an open building with a tall chimney.

INT. BLACKSMITH STALL - CONTINUOUS He crosses behind a counter, where a peg-legged, one-armed hulk of a Blacksmith reshapes blades with a hammer and tongs appendage.

GOBBER Ah! Nice of you to join the party. I thought you'd been carried off.

"Thank. I fell so loved" I said. "Anytime" said Gobber.

Hiccup dons a leather apron and starts to put away Gobber's scattered appendages.

"You really need to clean up" I said. Gobber just huffed.

HICCUP Who me? Nah, come on! I'm way too muscular for their taste. They wouldn't know what to do with all this.

Hiccup strikes a bodybuilder pose.

"Yeah like you have mussel" said Snotlout. "What was that" said mum and toothless growled at him. "Nothing" said Snotlout.

GOBBER They need toothpicks, don't they?

"Gobber" said Val. "I was joking and he know it" said goober. Mum looked at me. "I do" I said. She smiles.

Hiccup gets to work, transferring bent and chipped weapons to the forge as Vikings crowd the counter for replacements.

HICCUP (V.O.) The meathead with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gobber.

"Hey who are you calling meathead" yelled Gobber. "You, meathead" I teased. "Why you little toothpick" said Gobber. "Hey I am not a toothpick" I said. "Yes you are" said Astrid. I just huffed. Toothless did his versus of a laugh.

I've been his apprentice ever since I was little. Well...littler.

Mum chuckled and so the whole hall at the truthfulness of that statement.

EXT. VILLAGE- STOICK We move to the lower defenses. We'll counter-attack with the catapults. Armed men rushed past, flanking others who carried sheep to safety. Stoick follows up the rear as, overhead, a dragon strafes the rooftops with Napalm-like fire.

HICCUP (V.O.) See? Old village. Lots and lots of new houses.

"Really I would have never guested" Astrid said. That made everyone laughed.

VIKING- FIRE! In response, the fire brigade charges through the plaza - four TEENS, tugging a large wooden cask on wheels.

HICCUP (V.O.) Oh and that's Fishlegs,

"Hey that's me" said Fishlegs.

Snotlout,

"The awesome one" said Snotlout. "If awesome means jerk then yes" I whipped to Astrid. We hold back a laugh.

The twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut,

"Yeah" said the twins bushing their head together.

And... (DREAMY) Astrid.

She smiled at me and I smiled back.

A SLOW-MOTION explosion erupts behind her, framing her in a sexy ball of fire. The others join her, looking awesome and heroic.

HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D) Their job is so much cooler.

Hiccup tries to join them as they pass, but he's hooked by Gobber and hoisted back inside.

"What is it with people lifting me by my shirt" I said.

HICCUP (CONT'D) (PLEADING) Ah, come on. Let me out, please. I need to make my mark.

GOBBER Oh, you've made plenty of marks. All in the wrong places.

"Meaning" me and mum said at the same time. We both started to laugh.

HICCUP Please, two minutes. I'll kill a dragon. My life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date.

"Training one could to" Astrid whipped. I blushed.

GOBBER You can't lift a hammer.

You can't swing an axe...

Gobber grabs a bola (iron balls connected by rope).

GOBBER (CONT'D) ... you can't even throw one of these.

A Viking runs by and nabs it out of Gobber's hand, hurling it at a dive-bombing Gronckle. The bola binds its legs, sending it into a heavy crash.

HICCUP (ready with the answer) Okay fine, but...

He rushes to the back corner of the stall and presents a bizarre, wheel barrow-like contraption.

"What is that" said Snotlout. "One of hiccups machines" Gobber said. "Cool, you make stuff" the twins said. "Yeah" I said.

HICCUP (CONT'D) ... this will throw it for me.

Hiccup OPENS the hinged lid of the device. An arm springs up, equipped with twin bows. They prematurely launch a bola, narrowly missing Gobber... and taking out a Viking at the counter.