Yay-yeah! I'm starting on chapter three, aren't I nuts? As promised, today we focus on Fishlegs and the twins, with a surprise confession at the end! Oh boy! Drama! Well, here you go, enjoy.

CAHPTER 3 – YOU CAN GET IN TROUBLE FOR HAVING A SECRET CRUSH!

Fishlegs's POV

When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I like to see is the sun, shining in my face. Not a Gronkle head right in my face. Horrorcow had pressed her face right up to mine and was smiling at me (as best as a dragon could smile.)

"Good morning, boy!" she greeted, "How did you sleep last night? Good? Good! I'm going to roll around on the floor a bit, 'k?" Then she did just that.

I sighed and got out of bed, walking out into the morning sunshine, with Horrorcow following me. "Did you see the stars last night?" she asked, "They were just lovely, weren't they? I wanted to eat them."

"I'm sure you did," I replied. The problem with Horrorcow was that she ate and talked A LOT. Not just a little, way too much. She was getting fat from how much she ate, and she was kind of lazy. It was a wonder she could keep herself in the air, let alone her and me.

As we went about our morning, Snotlout and Fireworm joined us. "What's up, lame-o?" he asked. Snotlout thought everyone was a lame-o.

"Hey, Snotlout," I greeted, "How did you sleep last night?"

"I didn't sleep," he said, "I stayed up pumping iron all night."

"Yeah right," came a new voice. It was Astrid. "You say you pump iron every night. When do you get any sleep?"

"I don't need sleep," Snotlout said, trying to sound even more impressive now that Astrid was here, "Sleep is for pansies. And I never get tired."

"Liar!" Horrorcow said, giggling. It was a good thing we could only understand our own dragons. Except for Hiccup. He could talk to all the dragons.

Astrid rolled her eyes. "Whatever," she said, "Come on, we're gonna be late for training." We all rushed over to the ring where the twins and Hiccup were already waiting. Toothless stood behind his master, and was licking stuff off the ground.

As we walked over to the group, Hazel came in from the opposite door. "Hi, everybody!" she greeted in that hideous two year old voice of hers. We all groaned in reply.

A few minutes later, Gobber the Belch came and started class. "Today, we are going to learn some sword fighting techniques," he began, "Some day you may find the perfect someone who hates your guts and wants to kill you, and will be your rival forever. In that case, you need to defend yourself."

"This lesson is starting off great," Hiccup muttered to me. I nodded in agreement.

"I will divide you into sparring pairs, and one of you will have to sit out every round. Hiccup, you sit out first." He looked so relived to hear that. "Okay, Snotlout and Tuffnut, you're a sparring pair, Astrid, Ruffnut, you're another. And last, but not least, Fishlegs and Hazel."

We all grabbed wooden swords and faced our opponent. "Please go easy on me," Hazel requested, with big wide eyes.

"No problem," I muttered, having no confidence in my sword skills.

"TEAR HER HEAD OFF!" Horrorcow called to me.

"Ready?" Gobber asked, "SPAR!"

Hazel immediately lunged at me, and I barely managed to dodge in time. She was quick! I tried to slash at her, but she easily parried.

"Remember," Gobber called, "There's no such thing as a cheap shot or dirty trick when it comes to fighting for your life! Get in there and tear your opponent apart!"

Hazel let out a loud screech and rushed at me. Screaming in fear, I dropped my sword and started running around the ring. I pushed past Astrid and Ruffnut, offsetting Ruffnut long enough for Astrid to jab her in the side.

"Astrid is the winner of her fight!" Gobber announced.

"That's not fair!" Ruffnut shouted.

"Life's not fair!" Gobber pointed out.

Hazel continued chasing me around the ring, waving her sword over her head like a mad woman. I tried to climb out of the ring, but Horrorcow grabbed me.

"Come on, boy!" she said, "Show her what you're made of!" And she tossed me back into the fray. I could swear Toothless was laughing at me.

As Tuffnut and Snotlout had an epic battle, I was basically making a fool of myself running from the homicidal girl. She screeched at the top her lungs, and leaped into the air, and landed on me, hitting me several times with her sword.

"Uncle! Uncle!" I cried.

"Hazel is the winner!" Gobber announced, as if it wasn't obvious.

Astrid and Hiccup tried to stop themselves from laughing, as Hazel stood victoriously on top of me, and Ruffnut glared at me with pure hatred at making her lose her bout. I had absorbed all of their attention, so no one saw the awesome battle that was going on between Snotlout and Tuffnut, or the spectacular way Snotlout struck the finishing blow.

"Snotlout is the winner!" Gobber yelled. No one took any notice, and that made Snotlout quite mad. "We will do the next round tomorrow. You know, let you recover from your humiliation."

"Way to go, Fishlegs," Ruffnut growled at me, pushing rudely past, "I would've won if it weren't for you."

"Sorry!" I called out, pathetically.

"Yeah! Way to lose, boy!" Horrorcow congratulated me, "That was so good!"

I ignored her all the way home.

Tuffnut's POV

My annoying sister was a very angry person. Sometimes I was surprised at how fierce her temper was. On our way home, she wouldn't stop complaining about how she "almost had" Astrid before Fishlegs had pushed her. I had lost to Snotlout in a really spectacular battle of the ages that no one saw, and I wasn't that upset.

Our dragon, Sidewinder, trotted behind us as we headed home. The reason for the name was because I wanted to name him Sidebuster, and Ruffnut wanted to name him Goldwinder, so we combined the names into Sidewinder. One of the few things we could agree on.

"I can't believe that Fishlegs!" Ruffnut growled, "When I see him again, I'm gonna strangle him with my bare hands! And chop off that Hazel's head with my axe!"

"You do that, sis," I replied boredly, tired of her complaining.

"And I can't stand how Hiccup just stood there and watched!" Oh, and one more thing. Lately she had been finding all sorts of ways to get mad at Hiccup. It was really weird. In fact, if I didn't know any better, I would say she had a…

Nah! She couldn't! Could she?

"Hey Ruffnut!" we heard someone calling. We turned and saw Snotlout running towards us. Snotlout had it in his head that every girl in the village, including my sister, was into him, and made it his goal to win them over. "Saw that pathetic excuse for fight between you and Astrid. Way to destroy your reputation!"

Yes, Snotlout. That was definitely the way to win my sister's affection.

Ruffnut stepped up to Snotlout and quietly and calmly looked him in the eye. "Would you care to repeat that?" she asked, "Through a fat lip and broken teeth?"

Being the oh-so-smart guy that he is, Snotlout grinned at her. "I'm just saying that even if Fishlegs hadn't shoved you, you still would've lost. Your sword skills were pretty pathetic. Even for a girl."

And then he was on the ground in a split second, unconscious, with a black eye and swollen nose. Very smart, Snotlout. Very smart. Ruffnut stomped home, without giving anyone a chance to say anything. And when I arrived home, I found that she had locked me out of the house. Again.

Ruffnut's POV

The next day at almost the same time as the last

"All right, today we're going to continue sparring," Gobber told us, "Because of yesterday's absolutely horrific display, Fishlegs will be sitting out today."

"Good," I muttered under my breath, "Then he can't get in the way again." I looked over to where Fishlegs stared at the ground, refusing to look at me.

"Today we'll mix it up a bit," Gobber continued, "It'll be a three way match. Snotlout, Astrid, and Hazel, you'll fight each other. Hiccup, Tuffnut, and Ruffnut, you'll be the other match. To avoid any hectic disasters like yesterday, the bouts will be separate. Hiccup and the twins go first."

Looking nervous, Hiccup fallowed my stupid brother and me out into the middle of the ring. Gobber handed each of us a wooden sword and stood back. "All right, I want a good fight," he said, "So if ye were thinking of using cheap shots and dirty tricks, that'd be great!"

"Ready? SPAR!"

As soon as Gobber told us to start, I swung around and whacked my brother hard in the stomach with my sword. He fell to the ground in a heap.

"Tuffnut! You're out!" Gobber called, "And if this was a real fight, you'd be so dead!"

I turned to Hiccup, rage burning in my eyes as one thought came to me.

He was going down.

I rushed him with pure fury, and he barely dodged, lashing out with his own sword. We carried on like this, attacking and dodging and parrying. Finally, I gave a good thrust that sent his sword flying from his hand, and I knocked him down. I placed my boot on his chest and my sword to his throat.

"If this was a real fight," I growled, "You'd be so dead!"

"Good job, Ruffnut," Gobber said, picking me up off my feet by the back of my jacket, "You're the winner. Congratulations."

He sat me down next to my idiot brother, and then helped Hiccup to his feet. He wobbled over on unsteady legs to stand next to Fishlegs. Then he turned to the three who had not fought yet. They stood to attention.

"All right you three," Gobber said, "Your turn."

I didn't really watch the fight. I was too busy glaring at Hiccup as he talked to Fishlegs. Tuffnut sat next to me, rubbing his stomach right where I had slashed him. We didn't speak through the whole fight. Astrid won. And that bugged me.

Later that night

I sat in my room, sharpening my axe, when my annoying brother came in followed by Sidewinder. "Hello, small human girl," Sidewinder greeted, "What ails you?"

"That's none of your business," I growled.

"You want to talk about what ever the heck it is that happened today?" Tuffnut wondered.

"No," I replied simply.

Very carefully, my brother inched across the room, and making sure I wouldn't attack him, sat down next to me. We sat there in awkward silence, Tuffnut not quite sure what to say to try to comfort me. He wasn't very good with words. At all.

"Boy troubles?" he asked.

"No!" I immediately snapped, trying to stop myself from growing red, "I just wanted to make sure no one thought I was pathetic, that's all. Especially stupid Snotlout."

"Oh, is that why you swung at me so hard?" he wondered, "That's good, I thought it was something else."

I looked at him, curiously. "What did you think it was?" I just had to know.

"Well, I thought, very briefly, I might add, that you had a crush on Hiccup, and you were trying to cover it up by being nasty to him." He told me.

I felt my face grow hot and drain of color. "Well, that's ridiculous," I said, "That would never happen. But, uh, thanks for cheering me up, bro. Looks like you're good with words after all. Good night!"

And I shoved him out of my room. That was close, I thought. Did he find that suspicious? No, I don't think so. I think he believed me.

Stupid brother. He had hit the nail right on the head. He didn't know how close he had been to the truth. And yet, so far from it.

I didn't have a crush on Hiccup. I was deeply in love with him.

Yeah, bet you weren't expecting that, were you? This adds a whole new twist to the story! How will Ruffnut's love of Hiccup get in the way of his relationship with Astrid? Did Tuffnut really believe Ruffnut? Does Sidewinder know, and will he tell the other dragons? How long will it be before Hazel finds out all this juicy info and exploit it to try to win over Hiccup? Why the heck am I asking you all these questions? I'm the author! I know, and you don't! So don't forget to R&R! Or else!