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"Time to start cheifing!" Hiccup said in a thick Scottish accent as he stood up from the table, "Come on Spitelout, what's taking so long?" he chuckled.

Fishlegs groaned, "I'm here...Stoick," he said dully.

"Spitelout?!" Hiccup gasped, "Are you not feeling well? Your voice sounds terrible!" he exclaimed.

The twins sniggered as Fishlegs sighed heavily. He cleared his throat, "Coming, brother," he said in his best attempt of imitating Spitelout.

Hiccup swallowed a laugh as he made Fishlegs follow him to the door, "Have a great day everyone!" he exclaimed cheerily. He looked at Fishlegs, "…What he said," Fishlegs sighed.

Hiccup gasped, "Spite! Your voice! It's doing that thing again!"

Fishlegs huffed, "HAVE A NICE DAY!" he enunciated.

"That's the spirit, Spite!" Hiccup said gleefully as he lead a grumbling Fishlegs out the door.

Astrid and the twins stared at each other before breaking out into a fit laughter, "D-D-Did you see Fishlegs' face?" Tuffnut gasped.

The girls nodded as they held their stomachs, trying to get some air back into their lungs. Ruffnut abruptly stopped, "Wait a minute," she said in realization, "…Don't we have to do that too?" she asked.

Astrid and Tuffnut stopped and stared at each other.

"Son of a Half-Troll—" swore Astrid.

Ruffnut slowly trudged her way over to the Smithy, where she saw two long lines waiting outside. One line contained only dragons, the other contained angry Viking's with twisted/broken weapons.

She sighed as she put on an apron, "Can I take the first customer…please?' she said.

Astrid and Tuffnut stood in the background, trying to get her attention. Ruffnut looked up and saw them mouthing, "You have to be Gobber!"

Ruffnut sighed, took a deep breath and said in a gruff voice, "Alright, who's up first?"

Viking's and dragons alike stared at her, "Where's Gobber!" someone cried.

"We need a professional!"

"It's one of the twins!"

"You know what they say, where there's twins, there's a disaster just waiting to happen!"

Ruffnut closed her eyes, "Gobber's not here!" she yelled, "I'm taking over until he comes back! …Which won't be until tonight…" she said sheepishly.

The Viking's grumbled to each other and proceeded to walk away. Ruffnut got back into character and yelled, "Wait! Stop! What are you doing?! You can't possibly go through the day without a decent weapon!" she cried.

This caught the Viking's attention…and one by one, they slowly came back and dropped their weapons on the table. Ruffnut stared at the pile of weapons in front of her, "…Come pick them up tonight," she sighed.

The Vikings nodded and left, leaving only the line of dragons—which had gotten even longer. Ruffnut groaned and picked up—what she thought were—the dentist tools and walked to the window. She looked up at her first patient—a Monstrous Nightmare with a major toothache—and sucked in her cheeks. As the dragon bent down and opened his mouth, she couldn't help but recoil back in disgust. Sure she liked daring adventures… 'that is of course, if it didn't involve almost getting roasted alive,' she thought as she cautiously reached into the mouth of the dragon.

"TUFF—I mean, BUCKET! What do you think you're doing!" Astrid cried in her best Mulch impersonation.

Tuffnut turned around stupidly and replaced his helmet with a bucket, "Uhhh, I don't know," he muttered, chuckling slightly.

Astrid groaned, "Come on, we have to go catch some fish! Otherwise the village will starve!"

Tuffnut scratched his head, "The village will starve?! Is that my fault?! Oh, did I eat all of the fish already?" he asked, really enjoying himself.

Astrid bit her lip and forced herself not to scream, "No Bucket, we haven't gone fishing yet," she said through gritted teeth.

Some of the on looking villagers glanced at them with worried expressions. Astrid smiled at them and waved, "Tuffnut, you're scaring everyone!" she said.

Tuffnut looked at her with wide eyes, "Tuffnut? Who's Tuffnut? Are you Tuffnut? I'm Bucket! At least…I think I am…" he said, looking more confused than ever.

Astrid huffed, grabbed his arm, and stomped her way down to the docks—where the fishing boats were. She practically threw Tuffnut in the ship before jumping in herself, "Let's see…fishing net, check…ropes, check…" she muttered.

Meanwhile, Tuffnut decided to really get into character by chasing a butterfly around the ship. Astrid looked up and slapped her forehead in annoyance. She pushed the ship off of the docks and let the wind carry them to the best fishing spot in Berk.

…Because Tuffnut was so engrossed with the butterfly, Astrid single-handedly had to toss the fishing net over the side of the boat. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and sat down, breathing heavily. She glanced at Tuffnut, "You know Bucket, I could really use your help right now," she said.

Tuffnut gleefully skipped over to her, knocking the fishing net into the ocean in the process, "You need my help?! Really!" he exclaimed, completely oblivious to the fact that he had just lost one of the village's fishing nets. Astrid gaped at him, "Tuffnut!" she screamed, "Why would you do that?!" she yelled.

"Huh?" he said, turning around. His eyes went wide as he realized the mistake he had made. Brushing it off, he got back into character, "I'm sorry Mulch, can you ever forgive me?!" he sobbed.

Astrid rolled her eyes, "Of course," she said sweetly, "As soon as you fetch the fishing net, I'll forgive you," she exclaimed.

Tuffnut faltered for a moment, "Uh—" he mumbled.

"Here, let me help you!" Astrid said cheerily as she approached Tuffnut, who slightly backed away. He obviously wasn't fast enough, because Astrid grabbed him by the arms and flipped him overboard.

Tuffnut came up spluttering, "Hey!" he yelled, "What was that for?!" he hollered, frantically splashing around.

"Oh, well you see Bucket…I was trying to help you get the fishing net back," she said innocently.

Tuffnut stared whining and splashed around even harder, "B-B-B-But, I can't swim well!" he cried, trying to grab onto the side of the boat.

Astrid's face fell, "You ruin everything," she muttered, offering him her hand. Tuffnut reached up gratefully and yanked on Astrid's hand…unfourtunely knocking her off balance, causing her to fall into the ocean as well.

"Way to go...Tuffnut," Astrid huffed.

Tuffnut grabbed a hold of Astrid's shoulders and desperately tried to keep himself afloat. Astrid groaned in annoyance and called out for Stormfly—who came almost immediately.

Astrid sighed as she swung herself onto her dragon, "At least one thing has gone right today," she said under her breath as Tuffnut crawled on behind her.

He grabbed onto her shoulders again, "Don't touch me!" Astrid nearly screamed.

Tuffnut jerked his arms off in surprise, "But Mulch…" he said quietly. Astrid inwardly screamed as Stormfly took off, leaving Tuffnut feeling very satisfied.

…

Meanwhile, not too far away, a certain Jorgenson was rolling on the floor—half crying in pain and half laughing uncontrollably. He wiped his eyes and looked out the window again—this is what he saw…

Hiccup and Fishlegs running frantically around town.

Ruffnut sweating, cursing, and constantly getting burned.

And finally...Astrid and Tuffnut arguing—with Astrid doing most of the yelling.

Snotlout sighed, "This," he said to no one in particular, "This is definitely my best idea ever!" he snickered, feeling very pleased with himself.

Do you want more? Was it too vague?

Next Chapter:

Since Snotlout is well...Snotlout, he's going to make SOME of the teens switch up their rolls.

*Any preferences?