Author's Note: Sorry for the wait friends! :)
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Episode 4: Turn And Burn
"So, whatta think bud?" I ask and turn slightly and lift up the pair of glasses I've been working on, Deathsong amber, hammered thin, but not thin enough, yet. Toothless growls and I shrug placing the glasses on a shelf in the forge. It's a froge we made a while ago though I'm the only blacksmith.
"Alright, moving on to more important things." I say and lift my hands up ice fabric spreading up from my ankles to my hands. I grasp the ends of the wings and smile moving towards Toothless. He growls in annoyance and I smirk moving towards him, "Oh, what!? No love for Dragon Fly 2? Oh come on, you love these wings." I tease and he rolls his eyes."They let me fly beside you, they put us in peculiar situations you always have to save me from, it's terrific!" I say cheerily.
Toothless growls in disagreement and I lift the fabric up picking at the edges, "Do you think it's too thin?" I ask looking back at Toothless.
"Nah, it looks great." Snotlout calls and I jump nearly a foot into the air with a squeal.
"Snotlout! How many times have I told you not to sneak up on me like that?" I demand and look back at my cousin as she walks forward Hookfang trailing behind her.
"Well if you count right now, I'd say: I don't care!" Snotlout says and laughs. "Let us test that thinness for you." Snotlout says and I shake my head backing up.
"Yeah, I think I'm okay." I assure.
"Iyn, aren't you always complaining that I never do anything around here?" Snotlout retorts.
"No." I answer.
"Well, here I am Snotlout the volunteer Jorgenson." Snotlout says and smiles, "ready to do Thor's work.
"And that's what I'm afraid of." I mutter facepalming slightly.
"Watch and learn, Haedryin watch and learn," Snotlout says and moves forward grabbing one of the wings, wait, what is she doing! "Hookfang." Snotlout says and I snap my head up.
"Wait! What are you-!?" I start before Hookfang lets out a small stream of fire. The fabric instantly takes flame and I let out a squeak before a shriek takes it's place and I leap backwards the flames quickly licking away the entire side of the wing. My arm starts to burn before I'm completely soaked in water.
My eyes widen and I wipe the liquid from my face before looking up at the twins. Each Thorsten shakes their head frowning down at Snotlout with unhappy faces.
I wave my hand and the other wing explodes before I move forward towards my cousin,"They've changed." She argues.
"No, Snotlout, they haven't changed, it's just that this is over the line, even for them." I argue and gesture in their general direction. Snotlout rests a hand on my shoulder her fingers twitching slightly.
"Relax, majesty, don't get you're tunic in a bunch." She says and I give her an annoyed look as I rub my upper arm where the flames licked at them. Toothless moves next to me hissing. "Everything's fine." She argues.
"Oh yeah, everything's fine. That's fine. Does this look fine to you?" I ask and gesture to my arm.
"I guess I'm just an optimist Iyn, I'm what you call a arm half unburned kind a girl." Snotlout says and I raise an eyebrow unimpressed.
"Down Skullcrusher." The call makes me turn as said dragon and my dad land on the edge of the landing dock. Dad gives me a half glance probably giving a second thought to why I'm completely soaked before leaping off his dragon.
"Dad!" I greet.
"We need to talk, right away." Dad says as he leaps off his dragon storming towards us.
"Yeah, sure thing let me just-" I start and he shakes his head.
"Not you, her." Dad says and Snotlout's cheery face falls as she points at herself. Dad nods before he begins to pace in front of both of us, "I mean your father has always been well…"
"Annoying?" Snotlout offers.
"Well that's one word for it, insufferable is another. I mean, nothing is ever easy with that man. Always second guessing me, constantly trying to show me up, he once nearly burned down the village even though I told him to mind those torches in the gale winds! I mean can you imagine-" Dad starts and I give Snotlout a pointed look.
"Huh no, can't imagine that, even a little bit." I murmur sarcastically before giving Snotlout another heavily pointed look. She returns my look.
"What?"
"Ever since he joined Asher's auxiliary dragon riders, he's become intolerable on a whole different level." Dad says gripping the bridge of his nose.
"Ha, tell me about it chief." Snotlout commands.
"The man suddenly has ideas on improvin' everything. Most of which are considerably above his place in the tribe or station in life." Dad says gesturing with his hands widely. But Spitelout is second in command of Berk…
"Waaay above." Snotlout agrees.
"Most recently he's been pushing a plan for a secret off Berk cache of emergency food and supplies." Dad says and I bite my lip slightly.
"That's actually not a bad idea." I say and dad growls in my face causing me to back up slightly.
"You're takin' his side now are ya?" Dad demands.
"Uh, no, no." I assure lifting up my hands. "Uh, I just-" I start.
"It wouldn't be a bad idea if he didn't persist on tellin' it to me four times a day. I mean, how can be so unaware and pigheaded!?" Dad demands.
"Uh, welcome to my world." Snotlout says and folds her arms across her chest smiling.
"That's not something to be proud of." I say dryly and echo her movement.
"Anyway, I finally told the old pain in my rump to go ahead and start searchin'. He's taken a number of reconnaissance trips as of late. Then he went on his most recent expedition." Dad says.
"And?" I question.
"He hasn't returned." Dad answers.
"Relax uncle, he's a Jorgensen, he can take care of himself." Snotlout says with a smile.
"It's been a month lass." Dad says and my stomach plummets to my feet.
"A MONTH! YOU DIDN'T SAY A MONTH! That's my dad out there!" Snotlout screams and I rest a hand on her shoulder.
"O-okay, dad, do you have any idea where Spitelout might have gone?" I ask.
"No, he was too secretive, I did fine this,"Dad says and pulls out a piece of paper lifting it out for me and my cousin to see, "can you help my decipher it?"
I look down at the paper and the squiggles all over it. Looks sort of like a Terrible Terror got ink on it's claws and had a hay day. We should grab the twins, they are experts at abstract imagines, this would be easy for them both. "It looks like some sort of coded map." I note.
"I've seen this before, but it's not code, it's just my dad's bad handwriting." Snotlout corrects me and my eyes widen. Okay.."And terrible grammar, why would you dangle a participle like that?" Snotlout asks and I squint my eyes staring at the page for a second, Dn Swishkus. That's all I can make out. Wow, Spitelout needs a grammar and spelling lesson imminently. "And the penmanship!" Snotlout adds.
"Just tell me where to look and-" Dad starts.
"I'm going with you," Snotlout interrupts and turns heading towards Hookfang, "I just can't sit around here well my dad's in trouble, what kind of daughter would I be? Besides, I can rub it in his face for once." Snotlout asks and I stare at her then my dad for a second. If they go by themselves, I fear the loss of a head may be the result.
"Right. Uh, I better tag along-f-for backup." I say biting my tongue before I can finish my real sentence: to keep you two from strangling each other.
000o000
Several hours later Toothless, Hookfang and Skullcrusher skim over the ocean heading towards the island Spitelout had marked on his paper. Snotlout tugs at the end of her hair every five minutes or so and I bite my lip slightly before guiding Toothless next to her, "Snotlout, I'm sure your dad is fine and we will find him." I say and she laughs.
"I know he's fine, Iyn, he's my dad, and he's a Jorgensen." She says and bites her lip slightly in worry.
After a few minutes the thick fog around us clears slightly and I look forward at an island as it appears through the mist, "Snotlout!" I call and point forward towards it. Hookfang takes the lead as Snotlout urges him slightly before we glide across the small island.
In a large clearing is a big hut, crafted recently from the look of the wood, Toothless growls up at me and I give a small nod, "Yeah, I see it bud." I assure. Toothless glides around the house and I spot a large red S on the front, "Uh, I thought Spitelout was supposed to be scouting." I call down towards my dad.
"He was." Dad answers with an annoyed tone.
"Right." I breathe.
"Um, hello? It's called inticvie!" Snotlout calls.
"It's called insubordination." Dad corrects.
"Tomato tomahto." Snotlout argues.
Skullcrusher lands followed by Toothless than Hookfang. I slide off of Toothless's back and scan around the storehouse moving towards is, "Spitelout!" Dad calls out.
"Dad!" Snotlout yells
. I push open the storehouse, there's weapons lined along the walls with a few shields, but it is, for the most part completely empty. I look back at my cousin and father and give a small shrug. Snotlout returns it and we all freeze as a low growling moving sound rings through the air. Dad points right and I take off running around the storehouse Snotlout at my side, Toothless in front.
I build up a small ice blast as Snotlout grabs the hilt of her sword, both of us freezing as we round the corner and see a yak next to a catapult, how terrifying. Um…
The yak looks up at us like we've offended his grandmother before proceeding to chew on the grass in his mouth, Snotlout hums softly and I look at her, "What is it?"
"I'm having asafondue, something seems oddly familiar." Snotlout says and my eyebrows knit together for a second before I look at her.
"Snotlout, are you trying to say, deja vu?"
"Yes that's what I said." Snotlout snaps as I move towards the yak, "Of course, it's the Jorgenson yak master, nice work dad!" Snotlout complements. I stare at the yak and nod my head slightly like I understand before shaking it.
"Okay, care to feel us in or…?" I trail off looking back at Snotlout.
She grins and moves forward, "The Jorgenson yak master is a specifically designed YAHH!-" A net swoops under her, Hookfang, Toothless and my feet dragging us up into the air in a chain net. "-dragon trap."
Snotlout pulls on several of my limbs and I shove away from her towards Hookfang, "Would you stop that!? That's not your arm that's my arm." I groan and she stops tugging grabbing onto the chains as dad and Skullcrusher rush into view.
"Iyn, are ya' alright!?"
"Just peachy."
"No!" Snotlout shrieks.
"We're fine dad." I assure.
"Get us out of here." Snotlout pleads a snapping sound rings through the air and I freeze looking down at the yak before the leaf it was intently eating snaps and we're thrown twenty plus feet into the air the yak flying out behind us. I groan as my head smashes against Snotlout's.
"Oh this is much better!" I cry sarcastically.
"No it's not! Why are you saying that!?" Snotlout demands in a whiny voice.
"Mmm, let me think." Dad demands. I grip the edge of the chain trying to summon ice but the net keeps swinging back and forth throwing off my aim.
"Ugh," I groan as I give up and try to balance, "so why does your dad have a dragon trap anyway?" I ask and at that moment a roar breaks through the air. My eyes widen at the two winged orange dragon as it flies into view a trail of smoke following it, "Oh my Thor, dad!" I cry as Snotlout grabs my shoulders shaking them back and forth several times screaming.
That dragon is really familiar, of Snotlout would stop screaming in my ear, I might be able to think straight, "Odin's ghost!" Dad shouts.
"We're gonna die, we're all gonna die." Snotlout whimpers.
I groan in response, "WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!"
Hookfang and Toothless roar up at us in disagreement and I try again reaching for the net, "Not if we have anything to say about it." Dad says and rushes towards Skullcrusher, the Rumblehorn leaps into the air taking battle against the rogue dragon.
"Come on, come on," I mutter my fingers brushing against the chain before Snotlout grabs my shoulders tugging me down whimpering. Letting out an annoyed breath through my nose I look up at my father as he lands in front of us, "Snotlout." I groan and she releases me grabbing on the chains and tugging at them as I echo her.
"I see 'im Skullcrusher." Dad assures before turning his dragon and looking back at us. Snotlout's eyes widen.
"What are you doing,"She turns to me, "what is he doing!?"
"Stay still this is tricky." Dad says.
"Do it dad, take the shot!" I command.
"No, don't take the shot! Didn't you just hear what he said, he said tricky I don't know what's worse, to have fire breathing maniac or his dragon." Snotlout says and the dragon dives towards us.
"Dad, LOOK OUT!"I warn and he twists around looking back at the dragon as it advances. "You've gotta leave us!"
"Nonsense, I'm not goin' anywhere." Dad answers and lifts his axe up staring at the dragon as it dives towards us.
The dragon swings it's tail and four separate fireballs head towards us and my father before a red Nadder dives by knocking them off course, Spitelout on said Nadder laughs looking down at the dragon, "Come and get me ya' hideous beast!"
Snotlout stares up her eyes wide,"Dad? DAD!" Spitelout and his Nadder dive past us and I grasp the chains spreading ice across the surface.
"I've seen that dragon before!" I breathe and Snotlout doesn't even glance at me eyes locked on her father. "I just can't remember where." I add.
"Who cares!?" Snotlout demands,"Whatever it is, it's chasing my dad!" Snotlout calls and I bite my lip slightly.
"Go Skullcrusher!" Dad commands and the Rumblehorn leaps into the air after his brother and the dragon.
"And now my dad is chasing it." I deadpan.
The three disappear in the clouds after a minute or so and Snotlout whacks her head against the chain. "Snotlout we're fine." I assure and press harder on the chain, "Just a little-" I start before letting out a high pitched yelp as the chain snaps me, Toothless, Hookfang and Snotlout falling to the ground with heavy thuds.
I sit up and roll several limbs groaning, "Well that could have hurt more." I say and Snotlout huffs.
"Only slightly."
Spitelout and my dad land both giving us a half glance. "Oh some beast, ay? I've been dealin' with it for the last-"
"That's all you've got to say, Spitelout?" Dad demands and storms up to his younger brother,""some beast?" you almost got us shinged alive!"
"I tried to warn ya' abou the tail, Stoick but as usual you paid no attention and did what you wish." Spitelout retorts.
"I did what I wish?"
"Shingetail!" I exclaim cheerily and Snotlout, dad and Spitelout give me irritated looks, "What? I remembered the name of the dragon."
"That would have been helpful five minutes ago, Iyn. But at least it would have been helpful." Dad snaps.
"You know, am I racking my brain Stoick, but I don't recall asking you to come here." Spitelout says with an annoyed expression.
"When you disappeared for a month, I took it as an invite." Dad responds the two walking up to each other.
"Oh, don't pretend to care about me. You never have and never will." Spitelout says and Dad growls angrily. I pop up between the two siblings.
"Would you look at that sun." I say and point up at the cloudy sky inwardly cringing at the awkwardness. Dad takes my shoulder and pushes me back -albeit gently- towards Toothless.
"Why does it matter, Stoick is allowed to take whatever ridiculous changes he wants, it's the rest of us that half to deal with the consequences." Spitelout says and I purse my lips tightly.
"Good point dad!" Snotlout agrees and I put my hands on my hips giving her an unimpressed look, "What, you're going to try and tell me Stoick isn't a total control freak?" Snotlout argues. I sigh and grip my nose.
"He's the chief, and he wouldn't have to be a 'control freak' if others weren't so out of control, your father's like some kind of reckless renegade." I say and Snotlout rolls her eyes.
"Reckless renegade! Reckless renegade! YOU KNOW WHAT-I like that." Snotlout says and smiles. I huff softly.
"Well you would."
"Come on, darling, I'll show you around the place." Spitelout says and Snotlout races towards her father, "At least one of you will appreciate the work."
Dad growls angrily and folds his arms across his chest scowling. I sigh slightly and watch the daughter and son look up at the building. Though I'm not close enough to hear everything they say I pick up bits and pieces: "When I found this place, I knew it was perfect. I was about to head back to Berk when I thought; all that's going to happen is that Stoick is going to to insist on seeing it, and then he's going to want to see my plans to construct it and then he's going to want to change those plans."
Dad gives me an annoyed look and I give a soft shrug. "Again, and again, and again, and again, and again, by the time all that transpired I could build the whole thing myself. So I did." Spitelout finishes.
"Whoa, that's right you did. Well I think it's amazing dad." Snotlout assures.
"First off, I wouldn't have picked a island with a fire happy to build a structure out of wood. Another ill-conceived Jorgenson special." Dad says and Spitelout tosses his axe behind him and the Yak gives an annoyed growl.
"I checked the island over and over for anything that might get in the way of the construction. That thing only arrived after it was finished. Came out of nowhere and started setting fires all over the island." Spitelout argues. That's weird, I mean, with Fireworms I can understand their nesting but Shingetail.
"Uh huh." Dad agrees.
"Hey, as far as I'm concerned, it's go the Jorgenson stamp of approval, I mean, it's even got a S on it! For Spitelout, or...for Snotlout." Snotlout says and Spitelout rests a hand on her shoulder.
"Uh, storehouse, darling, the S is for storehouse." Spitelout says and there's an awkward silence. Well, that is down right embarrassing. Snotlout gives a small laugh before saying: "Ha, I knew that."
I move towards my uncle, "You say the Shingetail has been setting fires all over the island?" I ask.
"Ay." Spitelout agrees.
"It's trying to mark it's territory." I say.
"The storehouse was here first!"
"You should go explain that to the Shingetail, I'm sure he'll be very understanding." I say dryly.
"Save your breath because we're not stayin'." Dad says and Spitelout folds his arms across his chest and doesn't move; Snotlout moving next to him.
"You would never abandon something you built with your own two hands, Stoick. A bit of a double stand up don't you think?" Spitelout says and Snotlout lifts up both her hands for emphasis, are they kidding! Sure, let's risk our lives to protect an empty building! I mean, with Berk it's understandable because we live there but this is a building, an empty building.
"Yeah, when was the last time you Haddock's gave us Jorgenson's any respect?" Snotlout demands. A couple weeks ago after you helped the Fireworm Queen.
"Respect is earned, lass." Dad says.
I step in between the two groups, "Alright, alright, everyone has their opinions -not saying which ones are correct- obviously Spitelout feels this location is a good one."
"It is a good one." Spitelout spits.
"Yeah, it is a good one." Snotlout agrees.
"And-and he says he was one the island first so we should give him the benefit of the doubt." I add.
"Benefit of the doubt?" Spitelout repeats.
I whack my forehead, "Well would you like an i-d-i-o-t card?" I ask spelling out the word knowing full well it will take them several minutes to process it.
"Either you believe me or ya' don't." Spitelout finishes eyes flashing with slight confusion and I can almost see the gears working in his head as he tries to figure out what I said.
"Are you calling my dad a liar?" Snotlout asks.
"Yes, I-I mean no, I mean look, there are four of us here and four dragons, I think that if we work together we can run that thing off and keep the storehouse." I say and at that moment a whistle builds through the air. "Uh?" I voice before ducking as a blast of fire sails over my head smashing into a barrel a few feet away. I jerk my head up staring as the Shingetail passes by, his eyes narrowed and angry. Hookfang, Spitelout's nadder, Skullcrusher and Toothless fire up at the dragon before roaring.
I whip around chasing after my dad, uncle and cousin as they start to run away from the Shingetail all of us skidding to a stop as said dragon fires several blasts as a wall in front of us, breaking apart several pieces of the wood. I lift my head up from my crotch, "We have to get into the air, he'll pick us off from down here. Next time he passes by; get to your dragons." I command.
"I'm not waitin' for that beast to destroy what's ours." Spitelout retorts and Snotlout looks at me unsure for a second before racing after her father.
"Yeah!" She agrees and Hookfang and Spitelout's nadder leap into the air laughing.
"Okay." I murmur.
"And what on Thor's green world makes you think they'll listen to you?" Dad demands behind me. I don't look at him, well for one, I kind of thought Snotlout had accepted with the other riders (without my consent whatsoever) that I am their queen, and she will generally follow my commands even if she whines the whole way; then she could have also persuaded her dad-honestly I don't know.
I race towards Toothless and swing onto his back clicking my prosthetic into place before he leaps into the air after my crazy cousin and uncle. The Shingetail roars angrily at us before swinging it's tail and firing several blasts of fire at us. Toothless dives out of the way and I let out a yelp ducking into the saddle.
The orange dragon smacks Skullcrusher and Spitelout's dragon and both brothers are thrown from their saddles, "Dad!" I cry and Toothless dives down towards the descending Haddock catching him easily in his paws and setting him on the ground before landing.
"That thing had eyes on the back of it's head!" Snotlout reports with wide eyes.
"And it could attack with both it's mouth and tail." I add.
Skullcrusher lands dad and he walks over to him as Spitelout rushes towards his Nadder, "We can take him! Come on, darling!" He calls.
"No Spitelout." I command, "Look, he's an unconventional dragon which means we have to fight him unconventionally. It's too strong to take on from the front, or from behind. The only place it might be vulnerable is below it; the belly of the beast."
"Okay, I'll draw it out, darling you gonna get in there and take the shot." Spitelout commands. I bite my lip in silent frustration as Snotlout's eyes pop.
"What? Oh, wha-yeah I'll take the shot." She agrees.
"Guys, Toothless is the fastest and has the most accurate blasts, we should take the shot." I say and bite my lip harder. He's a Night Fury, in the Book of Dragons before it was updated somewhere in there is, Never misses it's target, shields up; or face death's very eye.
"I don't like it, I know this dragon it should be us." Spitelout argues.
"No, Iyn is right. The three of us draw it out and Toothless takes the shot end of story." Dad says firmly.
Several minutes later, we glide across the island looking for the Shingetail, I stare down at the fire, tossing my bangs from my eyes. Spitelout and his Nadder dive towards us, "See what I mean? The thing sets fires everywhere it goes." He calls.
"Definitely marking his territory." Dad shouts.
"But if the Shingetail was marking his territory the fires would be more concentrated," I argue, this looks like he ate a eel then had a hay day blasting everything. "Something's wrong." I conclude.
"There!" Spitelout calls and points forward. Toothless pulls away from the group as they attack the dragon gliding across the treetops. I release a breath and click back his tailfin Toothless pulling up under the dragon building up a plasma blast.
"Now bud!" I shout and the Shingetail's gaze flickers down towards us before it fires fire from it's underarms, "Toothless!" I yell and he pulls left as I wave my hands forward freezing the fire it tumbles down to the ground as Toothless rights himself. I jerk forward and steady myself looking up at the Shingetail as it flies away. That was close.
Roughly two minutes later, the dragons land next to the storehouse and dad leaps off of Skullcrusher storming up to my uncle, "What were you doing up there?"
"What are you going on about?" Spitelout demands.
"You said you knew this dragon yet you conveniently forgot to tell us about it's underbelly."
"Oh, you think I knew about that and would set you up?" Spitelout asks rhetorically.
"I never know how far you Jorgenson's will go."
"Dad." I start and move forward towards him but he lifts up a hand stopping me.
"Well, there it is then." Spitelout spits.
"I've had enough of this dragon and this place, we leave at first light. Contrary to other thinkin' our lives are not worth an empty building." Dad storms off towards Skullcrusher and I stay where I am watching Spitelout. His eyes flash with annoyance.
"Go then, the two of ya'; we are staying." Spitelout says.
Snotlout's eyes pop, "What dad?"
"Jorgenson's don't go where they're not trusted or wanted, we'll stay here protect what's ours." Spitelout says firmly. Is he crazy! Surely Snotlout can see some sort of sense in this, despite how much she acts like it, Snotlout is no idiot.
"Fine, if that's the way you want it." Dad shouts.
"It's the way it has to be." Spitelout says and storms off. Snotlout looks at me almost pleadingly and I purse my lips and turn walking towards Toothless. I pat his neck and lean down biting my lip slightly.
"Hey dad, do you think we should reconsider?" I ask quietly.
"Nonsense, I'm tired of his pigheadedness, gets us nowhere." Dad says firmly and I purse my lips tighter. "And puts us in danger.
"Snotlout, Spitelout, this is ridiculous!" I exclaim and rise to my feet. You can't seriously be willing to give your lives and the lives of your dragons for an empty building! They glare at me, Snotlout's looking a little forced, "Right," I say and climb onto Toothless's back.
He leaps into the air and I bite my lip firmly before the island starts to disappear behind us. After roughly ten minutes dad finally breaks the solemn silence between us, "It's him right? I mean taking unnecessary chances time and time again." Dad says and I sigh slightly my shoulders slumping.
"Well that does have a familiar ring to it." I agree.
"Well maybe this will teach 'im a lesson. He has to learn you know; act like a child all you want but you're a grown man and grown men must deal with real consequences of their actions." Dad says. Yeah, but, this isn't them. I mean, Spitelout is prideful, muscular and sometimes downright stupid, but he's also brave, loyal and looks up to his older brother, my father a lot. It's easy to be drowned out by my dad.
I stare up at dad and he sighs, "What is it, Iyn? Speak your mind."
"Look, Snotlout is pretty much the same way as Spitelout." I say.
"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree." Dad says bitterly.
"And it certainly seems that she's constantly doing the opposite of what I want her to do." I add.
"Disobeying every single order." Dad agrees.
"Trying to one up and show off." I add.
"Couldn't have put it better myself." Dad assures.
"T-the thing is, in this particular case; who are they trying to show off to?" I ask quietly. Dad huffs, "W-what I'm trying to say is: what if all their craziness and disobedience had nothing to do with them and everything to do with us? J-j-just think about it. Snotlout's incident with my wing, that could be directly tied to her desire to prove herself to me, in her own little twisted way and Spitelout-"
"What? Put us all at risk over something so innate as a storehouse that could have been built anywhere at any time?"
"No dad, don't you get it? Spitelout built the storehouse to prove himself to you." I say dad stares forward for a second.
"Gah!" He calls and turns Skullcrusher around heading back towards the island, after a second he looks back at me, "Well what are ya' waitin' for?"
000o000
Snotlout and Spitelout sit on their respective dragon's backs both staring forward from their dragons' position on top of the storehouse. A yak grunts loudly and Snotlout's gaze flickers down to the animal her blue eyes wide.
Giving a huff of annoyance, Snotlout turns looking away from the dragon before looking back down at it. "Uh." She groans and face palms.
The Shingetail snaps its tail forward several balls of fire smashing into the ground and storehouse. The yak, now at danger of being ripped in half by the Shingetail is ripped into the air by Hookfang, "Gotcha!" Snotlout calls. The yak continues eating his grass as if nothing had happened and Snotlout huffs in annoyance before Hookfang sets the yak down, "Now don't move, stupid yak!" Snotlout shouts.
Hookfang lands next to Spitelout and the Deadly Nadder the older Jorgenson giving the younger one an annoyed look. "Where did ya' go?" Snotlout shrugs as an answer and both look up at the threat eyes narrowed, "Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, now!" Spitelout shouts and the dragon when it's a few feet from both of them, Hookfang and the Deadly Nadder let out thick streams of fire towards it.
"Yeah that's it dad, we got him on the run!" Snotlout shouts happily both jumping as a blast sounds behind them. "Watch out there two of them!" Snotlout shouts as a second one dives towards its counterpart.
"I can see that! Keep firing!"
After a few more blasts from the Shingetail, Snotlout yelps, "Ah! We're losing ground!" The two Shingtail's dive past each other blasting down at the storehouse again.
000o000
Toothless dives down towards the two Shingetail's firing several blasts at them barrel rolling. Skullcrusher lands on the storehouse, echoed by Toothless and dad looks back at Spitelout, "What? Want to save what's yours or not?"
Spitelout's Nadder leaps into the air as an answer followed by my dad, Snotlout then me. After diving past several blasts I look at my cousin, "W-where'd the second one come from?" I demand.
"I don't know, maybe it was drawn to the fires?" Snotlout suggests.
"Yes! That's it Snotlout, it wasn't marking it's territory with the fires, it was calling for backup!" I blurt.
"Well the four of us can down two Shingetails." Dad says.
"What about three?" Snotlout asks as a third joins the small group. Less likely I look left as movement catches my eye.
"Or four." I add. The dragon's fire down at the building and Toothless does a large loop, "Dad-"
"No! We stay, we hold, we fight!" Dad shouts.
Spitelout pulls up next to him, "They're are too many of them, Stoick."
"We can do this, Spitelout!"
Toothless pulls up from a blast and I duck several blasts Toothless spinning to avoid others. Snotlout gives several yelps and I look down at my uncle, whatever you're going to say, please say it soon! "No we can't! And we won't, it's okay, brother, we will find another island." Spitelout says.
"And we'll build another storehouse." Dad adds.
"Together." Spitelout finishes.
"Skullcrusher!"
"Oh thank Thor, now let's blow this yaksicle stand." Snotlout says.
"Right behind you." I call and Toothless dives after her. After a few seconds Snotlout and Hookfang dive down towards the island returning with a yak clutched in the Monstrous Nightmare's claws.
Attached much?
"What, I had to go back for Yakety. Yakety yak." Snotlout teases with a smile. The yak groans, "Hey what did we say about talking back?" Snotlout demands and we glide forward again.
"Wait." Dad commands and Toothless pulls to a stop the other dragons following.
"What is it dad?" I ask and he in answer dives towards the flaming island. I look at my uncle and cousin and they both give half shrugs as a response. Less than a minute later, dad pulls up the S clutched in Skullcrusher's claws.
"Can't rebuild a storehouse without the S right?" Dad asks and Spitelout chuckles.
"Even though it stands for Spitelout."
Author's Note: Yay! :) Please review!
