A/N~ Sorry This Took So Long Everyone, The Charger For My Computer Broke For A While So I Wasn't Even Able To Write! It Was Terrible. But Here's The Chapter! & This Is A Very Long Chapter, Just Over 5k, So Enjoy! Also, I'll Update 'The Freedom To Find A Home' In A Day Or So, Maybe To Night If I've Got Time, But Probably Tomorrow.

&, I Totally Forgot To Thank Sairey13 & Guest: Dragonquest For The Tuffnut Idea. & Thank You To The Guest In Chapter 1, & Heartofadragon2014 In Chapter 2 For The Drago Idea, Lots Of You Really Wanted Him To Be Next. XD

Warning: You Should Know By Now, Blood, Hiccup Kicking Major Ass, Violence... Etc.

Disclaimer: You Should Also Know By Now, That I Own Absolutely NOTHING Related To HTTYD!

Ch.4

Drago Bludvist(Aka Drago Bloody Face)

~5,179~

Hiccup was so happy. Despite the army of dragons and vikings run by a crazy madman bent on enslaving all dragons to use at his whim, Hiccup was still very happy. How could he NOT be? He'd just found out that his mother was alive, after thinking she'd been killed by dragons for the bast 20 or so years. He'd never seen his father so happy before in his entire life. He finally had his family back together, with Gobber doing the cooking of course, and to top it all off, he found who he really was. He had never been like his father, sure he could do what Gobber had taught him to do and he liked it, but he wasn't a blacksmith down at heart, and now he knew why, he was like his mother.

Hiccup was jarred out of his thoughts when he heard the sound of a dragon screech. He recognized that sound, even though they'd only met earlier that day, he could tell it was Cloudjumper, his mother's four winged dragon.

He quickly looked around for his mother, and spotted her falling to the ground, having been hit by a net. He steered Toothless towards where they fell, but didn't make it half way before he was distracted from helping her however when suddenly he heard someone screaming grunts and then the boats that filled the water started being pushed out of the way. Hiccup watched in shock as another Bewilderbeast, a black one, rose from the depths of the icy water.

"Another one?" Hiccup said stopping Toothless mid flight, pulling up his mask.

"That's a class 10, a CLASS 10!" Fishlegs screamed as he flew past Hiccup.

The massive dragon crushed boats, catapults, dragon traps, and vikings alike as it approached the Alpha for what could only be an incredibly dangerous fight.

Hiccup was distracted as he saw his father, on Scullcrusher, quickly heading for the base of the ice fortress, he quickly followed after them, remembering his mother and Cloudjumper had been hit with a net. When he arrived he saw his father helping his mother up from the ground and glaring at a large man, Hiccup guessed he must have been Drago Bludvist. He quickly swooped down and as he neared he could hear their conversation.

"Thank you." Valka said as she stood.

"For your my dear," Stoick said, grabbing his axe and twirling it between his hands. "Anything."

Just then the two Bewilderbeasts clashed, knocking tusks.

"Val, you think you can stop them?" Stoick asked.

"I'll do my best." Val said, freeing her dragon from the ropes. "Come on Cloudjumper!"

Hiccup watched for a moment as his mother flew off towards the two giant dragons. He looked down and saw his father taking on Drago.

"I watched you burn!" Drago hissed.

"It takes more than a little fire to kill me." Stoick said before punching Drago in the face.

Hiccup could see his father had this handled so he went back to watching his mother. He could see his mother trying to get the two giants to stop by flying in between them, but it didn't seem to be working. When she was almost crushed by the large tusks, he decided to step in and help. He quickly flew towards them, having Toothless fire a Plasma blast right in between them. The blast forced them to take a step back and they both glared in their direction. But their glares didn't slow him and Toothless down.

Toothless stopped in between them and sat up, taking off his mask.

"STOP THIS!" Hiccup yelled. "Why are you fighting?"

Hiccup noticed his mother fly up behind him, but he kept his focus on the two Bewilderbeasts.

"You don't need to fight each other!" Hiccup yelled, stretching out his arms and turning toward the black Bewilderbeast. "You don't have to follow Drago's orders! You can be free, make a nest elsewhere and not have to worry about fighting for your place ever again!"

Hiccup was ecstatic to note that the dragon seemed to be listening more to him than glaring at the Alpha, so he continued.

"I don't know why you're following Drago's orders, if it's fear or something else that's forcing you to do his bidding, but we'll help you!" Hiccup said, putting one arm down and reaching the other out as Toothless inched them closer. "We don't want to fight you! You don't need to be his fighting machine, that's not what you are. We won't force you to fight! You're not a mindless beast."

Hiccup's hand touched the massive dragon's snout and instantly the dragon calmed down, the anger that had remained in its eyes vanished, its pupils growing as it relaxed. Hiccup glanced behind him at the Alpha and was startled to see it staring at him like Fishlegs did when he was studying a new dragon. Hiccup looked to his mother who was staring at him shocked and he shrugged.

Suddenly there was a loud scream of fury and everyone turned to see Stoic knocking Drago to the ground. Hiccup felt a bit smug at that, they'd won. Even if something unexpected happened, they had turned the Bewildereast against Drago, he couldn't win now.

Hiccup turned back to the black dragon, who was staring at him expectantly. Hiccup smiled and nodded.

"Come on, lets go help my dad." Hiccup said, nudging Toothless and they slowly flew off, he could hear the loud steps of the Bewlilderbeast as it followed behind him.

Hiccup picked up the pace and soon he was landing next to his father, whom had just knocked Drago down again, the guy sure was resilient that was for sure. Hiccup noticed his mother land next to him and felt the pride flow from her.

"You're done Drago." Hiccup said, staring down at the man as he struggled to get up again. "You've lost your secret weapon."

The man looked up with a glare, but it quickly morphed into one of shock as he noted the two Bewilderbeasts had stopped fighting and his challenger was standing behind the boy, the Dragon Master.

"I see." Drago grunted as he stood. "You really are the dragon Master."

"I don't know where you heard that, but I'm no master." Hiccup said awkwardly, he only knew of a few people who'd called him that before, and he hoped that none of them had had a long enough conversation with this psycho for him to be brought up.

"Sure you are." Drago grinned madly. "You control the beasts and you ride your pet Night Fury, you're the Dragon Master and I'm going to kill you, then I alone will control the creatures, and take over the world!"

Stoic's eyes widened and he quickly looked to Hiccup, who had frozen in place, Toothless cooing from beneath him, also worried about his rider.

"HOW DARE YOU!" Val screamed. "These gentle creatures are not pets for you to control! They are intelligent animals that you should respect! And you are not going to touch a hair on my son's head! You'll have to go through both me and Stoick before you get a chance to face him!"

Stoick blinked in surprise, but then remembered that Val had always been a hot head, not many things could get her riled up, but when you hit one, your only chance of staying alive was to hide. Hiccup had definitely gotten that from his mother, only with his violent temper as well, it was a mixture the even the Gods feared, and he knew Hiccup was about to go off.

"Val, we need to-" Stoic began but stopped as he heard Toothless whine.

Both him and Val turned to see Hiccup sliding off Toothless calmly, his face down so his bangs covered his eyes, but they could feel the murdering aura coming from their son.

"Hiccup, stay back, we'll protect you from that monster." Val said angrily, returning her glare to Drago. "He won't touch you if I have anything to say about it."

"Uh Val, don't think you do." Stoic said, trying to not upset his wife anymore than she already was and at the same time get her to notice Hiccup's fury that was building.

"What do you mean I don't have a say in it?" Val turned angrily to her husband, but stopped when she say he was looking at their son.

She turned to Hiccup and this time registered the fury coming off him and blinked in surprise. She recognized the angry stance he held, she'd done it dozens of times, was this another trait he'd gotten from her, then she realized that he probably couldn't control his anger as she'd learned to over the years. She watched as Hiccup slowly walked past them and towards the ginning Drago. She was both curious and fearful of the outcome of her son's wrath.

"Stoick, we need to-" She started but stopped at her husband's head shake. "But-"

"There's nothing to be done Val, we can't stop him." Stoick said, slightly pale. "Remember Aswald the Agreeable?"

Val had to think hard, but yes, she could remember the Berserker, he'd had a son around Hiccup's age.

"He nearly killed his son, Dagur the Deranged, when he called Toothless a pet." Stoic continued, despite the widening of his wife's eyes. "And he attacked Snotlout, Spitelout's son, and beat the Jorgensen boy into a bloody pulp. When someone calls Toothless or a dragon a pet, he goes insane. We can only hope for the best."

Val stood in shock, her baby was that violent, but he'd seemed so sweet when they'd been in the Sanctuary, she would have never guessed he's had her temper, but even when she was his age, she never attacked anyone like that. It was a good thing she didn't consider Dragon's as pets, she wasn't sure if her son would have given her a second chance otherwise.

Hiccup was furious, he'd never been this furious, even when Dagur had called Toothless a Pet numerous times and talked about making Toothless's skull into a helmet. Even then he hand't felt this level of fury. This man, Drago Bludvist, had attacked both his mother and father, numerous times, nearly killed his father in the past, had enslaved hundreds of dragons, considered them mindless beasts, Pets to be controlled, and nothing would change his mind on the matter, and now he wanted to kill him, to get him out of the way so he could continue with his plan of taking over the world using the gentle creatures. Hiccup was literally seeing red at the moment, and it wasn't because he'd pulled out Inferno, his flame sword.

Drago took a step back when Hiccup pulled out his sword and it caught fire, he'd never seen anything like it, but he had his fire proof cloak made out of dragon hide, it wouldn't harm him. He grabbed his sword and they glared at each other.

The two circled each other for a moment before Drago spoke up, wanting to infuriate his Opponent into making a mistake and attacking first.

"What's the matter Dragon Master?" Drago taunted. "Not going to fight on the back of your pet dragon? Or do you think you'll be enough to defeat me by yourself?"

Hiccup growled and it was the most dragon he'd ever sounded as he charged the man, sword dragging against the ice he ran on. He swung the sword around toward Drago's side, but sparks flew as it was blocked.

Drago forced Hiccup back and swung down. Hiccup jumped out of the way and ran behind Drago, kicking him in the back and sending him to the ground. Hiccup swung down but Drago rolled out of the way quickly getting up and taking a step back, out of Hiccup's range. Hiccup ran after him, swinging down but Drago easily blocked it, sending even more sparks everywhere.

"Is that all you've got Dragon Master?" Drago laughed. "Pathetic!"

Hiccup growled again, quickly pulling away and retracting the sword portion of Inferno. He grabbed a capsule from his calf and put it in the end of the hilt.

"That's nothing." Hiccup snarled and quickly let out the Zippleback gas everywhere.

Drago recognized the flammable gas instantly. He quickly wrapped his cloak around him, waiting for the explosion when he heard a tinking sound as something skidded across the ice and hit his boot. He looked down to see one of the capsules that Hiccup had plucked from his calf, and suddenly it started releasing gas. Drago's eyes widened in surprise but before he could even take a step away, he heard the beginnings of the explosion from outside his cloak, and it was only a matter of seconds before he was engulfed in a fireball, not just around him, but inside his cloak.

Drago was sent flying from the explosion, he hit a large ice spike and and was just barely able to stab his sword into it to keep himself from falling the good twenty feet onto solid ice. He blinked rapidly as something dripped into his eye. He could tell it was blood and he took a second to take inventory of the injuries he'd gotten from the explosion. He had a large cut on his forehead, which was actively dripping blood into his left eye, both of his legs were badly burnt and his boots were burnt to shreds, leaving his feet slightly charred and bare, he couldn't tell, but he might be missing a toe, and his right arm was slightly burnt and bleeding. He couldn't feel the back of his legs, the nerves burnt too severely. He was panting and he looked down to see what had happened to his opponent.

To his surprise, the boy, because he was barely old enough to be a man, walked through the flames, they barely licked at him, singing the tips of his hair but that was it, whatever suit he was wearing, it seemed to fend off the flames rather well, not as good as dragon hide, but Drago figured the dragon lover would never use dragon hide for protection. In fact, the flames seemed to dance around him, almost as if he controlled them himself, and that frightened him, just a bit. They called him a Dragon Master, but could it be more than simply because he rode a Night Fury?

He saw that Hiccup was coming for him, not even using his dragon but climbing the ice to reach him, and he started pulling himself up onto to the ice spike using his metal arm.

Stoick and Val watched Hiccup as he let out the Zippleback gas, Stoick had never seen his son's invention, and even though Val had, they were both impressed and proud of their son. As Hiccup grabbed an extra capsule and slid it to Drago's feet, leaking gas the whole way, and flipped the hilt to activate the flaming sword, they both took several steps away, standing behind their dragons to protect themselves from the concussive blast.

They peered around their dragon's only to see Drago go shooting into the air before smacking into the ice, sliding a bit before stabbing his sword into a nearby ice spike. There was a bloody trail left behind and drops quickly fell from him. Once the smoke died down, they came out from behind their dragons. Val gasped as Hiccup walked through what little flame was left.

"Hiccup!" Val called out, making to move towards her son, but was stopped by a voice.

"Don't worry, the leather of his flying suit was cured in dragon saliva, not to mention covered in it." Fishlegs said as he and the rest of the dragon riders landed behind them, having headed over after hearing the explosion. "Dragon saliva is more fire proof than dragon hide or dragon scales. It actually repels fire."

Val stared at the large boy for a moment before turning back to watch her son as he walked through the fire untouched. He looked feral and blood thirsty.

"What happened?" A beautiful girl asked worriedly. "I've never seen him this far gone."

"Astrid, what are you all doing here?" Stoick asked surprised. "I thought I told you to head back to Berk?"

"We did, but then we got worried when you didn't follow after a while." The girl, Astrid, said sheepishly. "So we followed you guys."

"Yeah! And nothing else happened! Nothing at all!" A Boy standing next to a girl who was clearly his twin sister said.

"Right." Stoick said, not believing him one bit. "I'll want the whole story later."

"Yes Sir." The group said together.

"So what happened to Hiccup?" A short, but very muscular boy said, and Val thought he looked a lot like her brother. "He didn't even look this blood thirsty when he beat the snot out of Dagur."

"Drago called Toothless a Pet, several times." Stoick said, and everyone seemed to understand. "But I don't know what exactly set him off this bad."

Val looked away from the group and back to her son, who, by this point, had nearly climbed the entire way up to where Drago was. Drago had pulled himself up as well and was staggering on the ice, clearly in a lot of pain.

As Hiccup climbed onto the ice spike, Drago seemed to grain his balance and yanked his sword from the ice. The two just stood there in battle ready positions for a moment, clearly talking, but no one could hear what they were saying. Then suddenly they clashed, Hiccup with the clear advantage as Drago could barely walk, let alone dodge, his only option was to block.

Suddenly, Drago was kicked back wards into the ice and Hiccup charged him. Drago did the only thing he could do, he rolled off the ice spike.

Hiccup reached the base of the ice spike, and he could see Drago stand wobbly on the ice. His only thoughts were, Good, he can still fight. I'm not done with him just yet. Hiccup would have been alarmed at his thoughts, but the anger was blocking it out, besides, the man deserved to die. Even his father had said something similar, the man couldn't be reasoned with, and if you can't reason with a man who wants war, then there was only one option. Hiccup climbed up and confronted the man as he got his bearings.

"So, you're still alive." Hiccup said more than asked, making his thoughts known. "Good, I'm not done with you."

"Ah, blood thirsty are you?" Drago sneered, but inside he was slightly afraid. "Just like an untamed dragon. Maybe I should tame you and make you my pet?"

Hiccup snarled and charged the man. Hiccup noted that Drago could barely walk, and used it to his advantage, attacking with quick strikes, and from every angle, quickly moving around him. It was obvious that moving caused Drago pain, but Hiccup didn't care, the man deserved everything he got for what he'd done to the dragons and his family. Death was probably too good for him.

He attacked again, and decided to change it up a bit, he slashed down, and like expected, his attack was blocked, but instead of pulling back to attack again, Hiccup braced himself on his good leg, and kicked Drago in the stomach with his peg leg. There was a loud crack as Drago flew back into the ice, right where the spike came out from the Ice fortress. Hiccup had probably cracked, if not broken, a few ribs.

Seeing his chance, Hiccup charged him, sword over his head, ready to stab down into Drago, but the man was truly mad and slid off the ice just as Hiccup swung down, stabbing his flaming sword into the ice, causing it to crack along it's seam.

As Drago slid down the ice, using his sword to slow his decent, he heard the ice cracking from above and looked up. He watch as Hiccup pulled his sword, still on fire, from the ice, that continued to crack, sending small chunks of ice falling. The entire spike started tipping as it was dislodged from the fortress. He watched as Hiccup just stood there, glaring down at him, and he was forced to look away as he neared the ground and had to brace himself for impact.

He quickly looked back up as the spike fully dislodged and fell to the ground, but he couldn't spot his opponent anywhere. He looked towards the Night Fury to see if it'd flown up to catch him, but it was still standing next to the group, which was much larger than before. There was a thump a few yards from him and he quickly looked to see Hiccup kneeling, his hand moving quickly, stuffing something into the sides of his pants before he stood up, sword still alight in his hand and glare firmly fixed on his face.

"What are you?" Drago asked, letting a bit of fear trickle into his voice. "How did you get down here uninjured?"

"That doesn't concern you." Hiccup said, not letting himself get distracted with the fact that he'd finally flown with the suit successfully for the first time, excitement could wait until later. "The only thing you should be concerned with is me and my blade."

With that said, Hiccup charged him again, and Drago could do nothing but block, either using his sword or his metal arm. However, the force of the attack sent them both tumbling to the ground. Both Drago and Hiccup's swords were thrown from them and they grappled on the ground. Being larger, despite his wounds, Drago won out and landed on top of Hiccup, getting in a few good punches before Hiccup pulled out a dagger, the one he used to sharpen his pencils, and stabbed it into Drago's shoulder, causing him to cry out.

Hiccup took the opportunity to lift his legs and kick Drago off, right in his injured ribs. Drago curled in on himself for a moment before attempting to stand back up. But Hiccup was too quick, and tackled him back to the ground, grabbing the dagger still embedded in Drago's shoulder and yanked it out messily, causing Drago to cry out again.

"This is it Drago, you're through." Hiccup snarled, leaning in close. "How do you want do die? By dragon or by me?"

"I will not die!" Drago panted back, wincing as his shoulder and ribs were jarred. "You and your pets will fall. I will rule the dragons, and the likes of you isn't going to stop me."

Hiccup punched him in the face several time before he heard the man's nose break with a sickening crunch. Hiccup smirked down at him, the bloody dagger still in his grip.

"The likes of me? HA!" Hiccup laughed, his anger subsiding slightly. "Even if I did die, do you really think you can win? We have all the dragons, all you have is your men. Your secret weapon has turned against you with the promise of freedom and not having to fight. You've lost Drago."

"I've lived through worse then this. How do you think I lost my arm?" Drago growled angrily but cried out and coughed as Hiccup punched him in the stomach.

"HICCUP!" Someone yelled and Hiccup could hear quick footsteps.

"Looks like you're out of time." Hiccup said and raised the dagger, thrusting it down into the mans stomach. "Lets see you live through this."

Hiccup stood up, looking down at Drago with a disgusted look, he couldn't even stand to be in the mad man's presence any longer. He turned his back to him and started walking towards the group that was running toward him, Astrid and his mother leading them. Hiccup blinked, he hadn't realized that Astrid and the Dragon Riders had been watching their fight. He sighed as exhaustion started to creep in, he couldn't believe how angry he was, he would need to learn to curb his anger, he remembered nearly killing Dagur, and promising to do so, and then attacking both Snotlout and Tuffnut, at least he had some control over it, he could have easily killed both his friends.

"HICCUP! LOOK OUT!" Astrid yelled, pointing behind him.

Hiccup quickly spun around to see Drago standing over him, dagger still protruding from his stomach, and sword in his hand and aiming for Hiccup. He dived out of the way, rolling and landing in a kneeling position.

"I will not fall to the likes of you, boy." Drago yelled, charging him, seemingly ignoring all the pain he must have been in.

Hiccup got up and jumped out of the way of his attack. He was forced to dodge several times before he kicked something and looked down; It was his sword. He grabbed it, lifting it just in time to block another of Drago's attacks. This time he was able to push Drago back, causing him to stumble and, taking his chance, he charged. Drago quickly regained his balance and swung to slice Hiccup's head off, but Hiccup ducked and thrust his blade forward, right next to the dagger still stuck in his stomach.

Drago gasped and dropped his sword, staggering back a few steps before looking down to see the sword deep in his stomach. Hiccup watched as realization hit him and he knew he was going to die, the anger in his eyes intensified and he fell to his knees.

"No... no." Drago stuttered, before he bent over coughed, blood splattering the ice below him. "How-how can I, D-Drago Bl-Bludvist, lose to th-the likes of yo-u?"

Hiccup didn't deign to answer the question and instead just stood there and watched as Drago feebly pulled the sword out and let it fall to the ground. He made one attempt to stand but couldn't even get into a kneeling position before falling to the side unconscious, or possibly dead. Blood pooled around him and Hiccup knew he was never getting up again.

He sighed, glad it was finally over. Everyone ran to him, and he was immediately engulfed in a very tight hug by his mother before both were surrounded by his father's large arms and being lifted off the ground.

It was a long few seconds before he realized he couldn't breath and he made an attempt to inform them but they didn't seem to notice. When he was finally let go and reunited with the ground, he took a large gasp of air, only for it to be knocked out of him again when Astrid punched him in the chest, hard. He was used to Astrid's punches, but he was sore, very sore, and tired, and blood covered, and he wanted nothing but to hop on Toothless and head home, with his father, mother, girlfriend, and friend behind him, then take a hot bath. However, it didn't seem like fate was on his side, as he was pulled and prodded by both his mother and girlfriend.

"Hiccup are you oaky." His mother said, checking for any broken bones.

"Oh your face is going to swell badly, here." Astrid said, examining his face before grabbing some ice and shoving it into his face to stop the swelling before it began. "That should help the worst of it, but you were hit pretty hard."

"Oh my poor baby." His mother said, hugging him again.

"Son." Stoick says grimly, and Hiccup looks over his mother's shoulder at his father.

Their eyes connect and Hiccup can see the proudness in his father's eyes, but also the sadness. The moment is broken by a Snotlout.

"Oh Odin's Beard, Hiccup!" Snotlout exclaimed as he examined Drago's body from a safe distance with the Twins.

"Dude, you really killed this guy!" Tuffnut said.

"Yeah, he's not breaking and everything!" Ruffnut agreed.

"Thank you for pointing that out." Hiccup deadpanned.

"Hiccup, how..." Astrid trailed off, not sure how to verbalize her question, but Hiccup understood anyway.

"It had to be done." Hiccup said with a sigh as he pulled away from his mother. "He wouldn't have stopped. And even if we had put him on Outcast Island, did we really want him to team up with the Outcasts? He may have even teamed up with the Berserkers and then we'd have to deal with both Dagur and Drago. Hundreds, possibly thousands of lives could have been lost. I was protecting everyone. We have to protect out own."

Both Val and Stoick spared a glance at each other as Hiccup spoke their words back to them, it had been a motto they'd lived by, even before they'd gotten married and had Hiccup, and now their son was using it as justification for killing a mad man. They understood, they really did, if Hiccup hadn't killed him, Stoick probably would have, or one of the dragons, but the fact that their son had, well, it just didn't sit right with them, their baby's innocence had just been stripped from him, and who knew how it would affect him.

"Come on, we've got work to do." Hiccup said tiredly. "We gotta round up the rest of Drago's gang and make treat the injured dragons, and I'm tired, so lets get this done."

Hiccup smiled at everyone and realized they were all staring at him oddly. He was about to asked what they were staring at, but realized he was probably covered in blood and bruises and looked a mess.

"Guys, I'm fine." Hiccup reassured them. "I'm just tired and a bit sore, but I'll live. Now come on."

Hiccup slowly got on Toothless and waited for everyone to mount their dragons before flying into the air, from their he directed everyone on where to go and had Fishlegs and his mother set up an area where everyone could take the injured, dragon and viking alike, while Astrid, Stoick, and himself rounded up the rest of Drago's people. The rest were sent to round up the injured dragons. It took all day, but all the dragons were taken care of and every last bad guy was tied up and thrown onto some of the ships for the dragons to tow back to Berk to put them on Trial.

The Alpha moved its nest, as it was mostly destroyed, and the dragons closer to Berk. The injured dragons would be able to get better help for their injuries there. The black Bewilderbeast turned out to be female and decided to stay under the Alpha's control, soon there would be baby Bewilderbeasts flying around.

At the end of the day, even though Hiccup had killed a man, he didn't consider it his first kill like almost everyone else thought, simply because it was a human, Toothless and him had killed the Red Death, and he considered that his first kill, after all, Dragons and people were the same to him.

E/N~ So? What'd You All Think? Good? Bad? Eh? I Hope It Was Good. You Know, I've Noticed That Each Chapter Is Longer Than The Last, & This One Was A Little Over 5k, So The Next One Should Be More, But I'm Not Sure If I'll Be Able To Pull That Off. But I'll Try! XD

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