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I woke up the next day and rubbed my eyes to get the sleep out of them. I looked out the window, and cursed under my breath. I was late for dragon training!

I pulled off the covers, ran downstairs, and grabbed an apple on the way out.

I only ran about a quarter mile before I ran into Mildew. He was just plain creepy.

"Watch it, boy!" He yelled.

"Sorry Mildew!" And I took off.

I finally caught up with them, but I ended up running into Tuffnut.

"Hey! I like a good run in as much as the next person, but watch it!" He yelled.

"Sorry." I said. Well, it was almost a growl.

Gobber pulled up the gait to the kill ring. "Welcome to dragon Training!"

We all walked in and stared in amazement.

"I'm hoping for some serious burns. Like maybe along the shoulder or something." Ruffnut said.

"It's only fun if you get a scar out of it." Astrid said.

"I know. Pain right. Love it." I said. Sarcasm so included.

"Oh great. Who let him?' Ruffnut complained.

You know i'm right here, right?

"Uh, can I transfer to the class with the cool vikings?" Snotlout said, and everyone laughed.

Gobber came up beside me. "Don't worry. The dragons will see you as weak and skinny, so they'll go for the more viking like teens instead."

"Thanks for cheering me up." I said.

He chuckled and went over to the cages. "Alright listen up!" He yelled. "Behind these cages are few of many dragon species you will fight and kill." I said while walking along the cages.

"The Deadly Nadder." he says, and Fishlegs starts spewing out info about it.

"Speed eight. Armor sixteen."

Gobber ignores him and continues. "The Hiddeous Zippleback."

"Plus eleven stealth times two."

"The Monstrous Nightmare."

"Fire power fifteen."

"The Terrible Terror."

"Attack eight, venom twelve!"

"WILL YOU STOP THAT!" Gobber yelles.

"Thank the gods." I whispered. He was getting really anoying.

"And the gronkle." Gobber finishes.

Fishlegs leaned down. "Jaw strength eight." He whispers to me.

Gobber put his hand hand on the lever and Snotlout panicked.

"Wait wait wait, aren't you gonna teach us first?" He yells.

"I believe in learning on the job." He pulls the lever, and the gronckle shoots out of the cage.

We all dove to avoid getting smashed in the face by the dragon, and Gobber keeps talking as if nothing's going on. "Today is about survival. If you get blasted, you're dead."

Thanks for the helpful tip.

"Quick! What's the first you're going to need?" He asks.

"A doctor?" Snotlout yells.

"Plus five speed?" Fishlegs offered.

I rolled my eyes. "A shield." I answered, and Astrid gives me a look.

"Shield! Go!" Gobber yells, and we all ran for a shield.

I grabbed the closest shield while Ruff and Tuff fought over one.

"Get your hands off my shield!" Ruffnut yelled.

"There's like a million shields!" Tuffnut yells back. "Here take that one! It has flowers on it, girls like flowers." He says.

Ruffnut rips the shield out of his hands and smacks him upside the head with it. "Oops. Now this has blood on it." She says and gives it to her brother. But she never does because the gronckle flew over and blasted the shield apart.

"Ruff, Tuff, out!" Gobber yells.

I dropped my shield and tried to get it back on my arm, but Gobber comes forward and shoves the shield into me, pushing me back. "If you ever have the choice between a sword or a shield, take the shield." He says, and I race forward, memorizing that for later.

"Those shields are good another thing:noise. It throws off a dragon's aim, so make lots of it." Gobber says, and we all bang on our shields with our weapons. Once we started banging, the gronckle started to look disoriented.

"Every dragon has a shot limit. How many does a gronkle have?" Gobber asked.

"Five?" Snotlout says.

"No six!" Fishlegs corrected.

"Six! Point for both of you." Gobber says, and the gronckles looks over at Fishlegs and blasts him.

"Fishlegs, you're out."

Snotlout dove over to Astrid and looked at her. "So I just moved into my parent's basement. You should come by some time and work out. You look like you work out." Astrid dove to the side as the gronckle blasted in their direction, and it hit Snotlout's shield, reducing it to splinters.

I looked to my side and was surprised to see Astrid standing next to me. "Looks like it's just you and me." I said.

"Nope. Just you." And she dove to the side, and a blast hit my shield, making it fall of my arm and roll away.

I chased after it. I would rather have a shield than an axe, so I went for the shield. I roll over and see the gronckle racing towards me. I had a brief second to brace myself before it smashed into me and pinned me to the wall.

As it prepared to blast me to death, Gobber pulls it away at the last second and I cover my head with my arms.

"That's six! Go back to bed, you over grown sausage." He threw it into its pen, and locked the cage.

"Class dismissed! But remember: A dragon will always, always," He glared at me. "Go for the kill." He finished.

Not every dragon.

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