Hey so my mum is letting me on internet cause we away for three days at a motel that has wi-fi yayaya heres chapter 3
CHAPTER 3
Dragon training just got a whole lot more interesting.
Not only was Hiccup the best, but Astrid seemed to notice him more as well.
"I see that Zippleback almost got your head!" Astrid said to Hiccup as they ran past each other in dragon training when a Hideous Zippleback was released.
"You wish!" Hiccup replied.
"Upon a star?" She joked as they got the buckets filled with water, but Hiccup instead of dumping it onto the dragon's head he poured it on Astrid before rolling on the cold floor laughing. His cheer was interrupted when Astrid dumped her bucket on him, they looked at each other angrily before falling over laughing.
During this time all the other trainees had stopped to see what was going on. They were all shocked to see them both laughing, but before they could say anything about it a green, two-headed figure emerged from the smoke and started to head towards them. Oblivious to the oncoming danger, Gobber warned them from his spot atop the arena, allowing them to duck for cover in time.
Hiccup and Astrid both got up too, and Hiccup stepped forward towards the dragon with a neat little trick up his sleeve to get it back into it's cage. He had an eel hidden in his vest, so he rolled up his sleeves rubbed his hands on it to make them smell, and then held them up to the dragon. It was confused and bickered to each other in which direction to flee. Eventually as Hiccup got closer, they stepped back and into their cage. Well, plural because of two heads.
Hiccup tossed the eel into the cage with them and closed the gate, unaware of his scar showing.
He turned to face the others again, wiping his wet hair out of his eyes. Fishlegs dropped his bucket, and Hiccup said;
"Yeah, well, see ya… see ya tomorrow!" before running off, yet Astrid close behind him.
"Hiccup, wait!",Astrid called out and Hiccup slowed down to a stop so she could catch up.
"Why must you always run off?" She asked him, noticing him fiddling his sleeves back down.
Astrid yanked at his hands and pushed his sleeves up while asking.
"And why are you hiding your wrists?" She looked down at one of his wrists so see on the side a curved scar, she could tell that it had been a deep wound due to the fact that there were little dots on the side of the scar showing that it had to be stitched up.
Hiccup flinched as she touched it. After all these years it was still painful.
"Wha… Hiccup!" She exclaimed while studying the wound.
"What? It's just a scar, let it go!" Hiccup snapped trying his best to make her forget about it.
"Ok then, how did you get it?" She asked.
"You are never gonna let this go are you?" Hiccup replied, and Astrid shook her head. Hiccup half sighed, half groaned before making up a story;
"Well," he started before an all-too familiar voice interrupted him to his relief.
"Ah, Astrid. Mind if I steal Hiccup for the day?" Gobber asked as he wobbled up behind up. Astrid sighed and gestured for him to take Hiccup, mouthing the words 'tomorrow' at Hiccup.
Hiccup gulped and looked terrified as Astrid left. He turned around to leave when;
"Oh where do you think your going?" Gobber picked Hiccup up by the scruff of the neck much to Hiccup's dismay and carried him over to the forge.
"Ah, to the cove to see, you know..Toothless," Hiccup whispered.
"Oh no, not till later, believe it or not I actually do need you for the day," Gobber said as he overacaderated the actually.
Hiccup groaned as he put on his sprint and walked over to the pile of dragon killing weapons.
"So what do you want me to do?"
"First, sharpen those weapons then make them a little loose so the blade will come out of the hilt and won't do any damage to the dragons," Gobber said as it was the most normal thing in the world. But it wasn't, for years Gobber had been sabotaging the weapons so to cause little harm to the dragons, while also making amazing weapons so no one would figure it out. It was an art you had to make and excellent but crappy weapon. It was exhausting work, but someone had to do it. And poor old Hiccup had been roped into it when his father had thought working in the forge at 7 would make him bulk up….but really it just gave Gobber the chance to teach someone how to make the weapons so not to hurt dragons.
After a few hours of working in the forge, Gobber had realized the sun was starting to set.
"Alright lad go home, your mother will properly start organizing a search party if you don't get home soon," Gobber said as he turned to his apprentice.
"Haha, very funny Gobber," Hiccup said in a sarcastic as Hiccup opened the door to leave the forge and walk out, a black figure made of scales stopped him. Hiccup walked backwards a little nervous about this figure. The door slammed shut and the figure pulled down his hood.
Drago Bloodvist.
"Dra-Drago, hi...hi Drago...Drago!" Hiccup said even louder than usual, hoping that Gobber heard.
Drago sneered at him with hate before Gobber walked over.
"Drago," he hissed.
"What are you doing here out in the open?" Gobber quickly looked around to make sure that all doors and windows were shut so no one could see him.
"Well I came to see you Gobber...but I see you're busy with him," he gestured towards Hiccup with a scowl.
Hiccup looked down at that, he knew Drago hated him yet he had no idea why.
"Yeah, well i would have helped you anyway, so goodbye" Gobber said frantically.
"Not so fast, I at least need my spear sharpened. You do still have time for that, don't you?" Drago said.
"Umm, yes, of course," Gobber said taking the spear from Drago and handing it to Hiccup. He took it over to a spinning stone where he placed the metal tip onto it while it spun, and the blade sharpened.
"What? No, I don't want the runt to handle my weapons! Gobber, you do it for me," Drago said. Hiccup, hurt, took the spear from the machine to let Gobber do it. He then took off his apron and his fur vest back on.
"No wonder your father hates you, you're a runt, he should have gotten rid of you when you were born," Drago said quietly to Hiccup so Gobber couldn't hear. Hiccup did his best to ignore all the oncoming insults, but he still couldn't help but hear every word.
"Runts will never be a chief, I'm surprised your father hasn't killed you yet!"
"Ok, well, I'm going home now. Bye, Gobber," Hiccup said before opening the door, and as soon as he was outside he ran home in tears.
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