SCHOOL'S OUT! and to celebrate the end of my finals I have posted up a new chapter!
I really wish I knew about the divider lines earlier!
Standard Disclaimers apply R&R please!
Chapter Six: I Train My Dragon
And you,
See the things they never see,
All you wanted I could be,
Now you know me,
And I'm not afraid…
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I woke up extra early the next day. As soon as I was awake, I grabbed the prosthetic tail fin and threw on my vest and boots and ran downstairs grabbing a large basket. Before heading into the forest, I ran down to the docks and got as much fish as I could get my hands on. We always have a bit of surplus of fish in Berk so a basketful missing would go unnoticed. I even stopped by the smoking house to get a smoked eel. I didn't like eel much myself, but maybe Toothless would like it.
I made my way through the village without running into anybody; mostly everyone was still asleep or just starting to get up for breakfast. And speaking of which, I was sure that Toothless would want something to eat, especially after being stuck in that canyon for the past few days with almost nothing to eat. With the basketful of fish slung over my shoulder and the prosthetic tail fin under my arm I made my way through the forest to Toothless's canyon.
Getting down was a little difficult with the basket-which was rather heavy. But at least I didn't fall and break my neck. That almost happened one time when I tried to build a prosthetic foot that would operate more like a foot using a spring. I was sure Gobber wouldn't try it so I tested it myself by tying it to my knee and when I tried going downstairs, I tumbled down and broke my leg. Dad wasn't too happy about that I can tell you…
I leapt down to the bottom of the canyon grunting under the weight of the basket and headed over to where Toothless was curled up asleep.
"Hey Toothless," I said soon as I was close enough, "I brought you some breakfast!"
At the word "breakfast" Toothless's eyes snapped open and he came bounding over eagerly. I dropped the basket heavily onto the ground.
"I hope you're hungry." I grunted tipping the basket over with my foot causing all the fish to come tumbling out. It was rather disgusting…I carefully stepped around the pile of fish as Toothless approached sniffing at the fish.
"I never told you my name did I?" I said while Toothless sniffed at the fish, "My name's Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III." Now we both had ridiculous sounding name. Toothless kept sniffing at the fish seemingly trying to decide which one to eat first.
"There's salmon, Icelandic Cod, oh and a whole smoked eel too." I said.
Toothless cringed and started growling at the eel. I reached down and lifted the eel in my thumb and forefinger. Toothless watched me as if he couldn't believe I'd actually touch an eel.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
Toothless let out a terrified shriek and cringed back flapping his wings! I wasn't sure why, but he was afraid of the eel! I jolted slightly at the sight of a terrified Night Fury.
"It's okay! It's okay!" I shouted then turned and threw the eel as far away from me as I could then turned back to Toothless, "I don't like eel much either, tastes horrible." I couldn't figure out why Toothless would be afraid of an eel. Maybe he was stung by one when he was little. Toothless calmed down and chomped down on a cod and started eating. I took a few steps around Toothless towards his tail.
"You just eat, I'll be back here minding my own business…" I said carefully steeping over to Toothless's tail. I knelt down next to his tail and looked up. He was still busy eating the fish. I started to slide the prosthetic tail fin next to his tail when it shifted away. I pushed the prosthetic tailfin forward again and the tail moved again. I tried again and his tail jerked upward.
"Ah!" I yelped, "It's okay…" Toothless's tail was still wiggling about so I tried to hold it down. His tail slid from side to side under me as I tried to keep it still. While holding his tail down with one hand, I reached for the prosthetic tailfin with my other.
Toothless, who had finished eating most of the fish stuck his whole head into the basket to get more and dragged me forward a few feet.
"AGH!" I grunted losing my grip on Toothless's tail and falling flat on my face. Frustrtated, I picked myself up and sat down on his tail and pulled the prosthetic tail fin next to it. I undid the belts I attached to the prosthetic tailfin and slid it under and around Toothless's tail fastening it on securely so it wouldn't fall off. After I was done with the first, I leaned forwards and repeated with the second one. While I was buckling the prosthetic tailfin on, Toothless's tail wriggled under me slightly and his remaining tailfin flapped thumping against my elbow. Grunting I made sure that both straps were secure, then sat upright to admire my handiwork. I spread the prosthetic tail fin out; it was an exact leather replica.
"Huh…nothing bad…" I said, "It just might work…"
There was a sudden rush of air behind me, a violent jerk backwards, and the next thing I knew the ground was falling away from below me! I yelled and wrapped my arms and legs around Toothless's tail hanging on for dear life!
"! NOOOOOO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" I wailed as we continued to climb higher and higher into the air! Toothless must have thought his missing tailfin had grown back when he felt the weight of the leather one I made.
Speaking of which…was it working?
I looked at the prosthetic tailfin, it seemed to be working but it was starting to collapse on itself. It was nearly folded back and Toothless and I started to fall! With another yell I reached out and pulled the prosthetic tail fin open. Toothless swooped out of his fall and we were out of the canyon.
We were high above Berk and even though I was clinging for dear life to Toothless's tail I couldn't help but be amazed by the view. I glanced over my shoulder and sure enough, Toothless was flying normally!
"Oh my gods!" I shouted utterly amazed, "I-It's working!" I shifted the prosthetic tail fin to the left causing Toothless to bank right and back to Berk. He swooped upwards and for one stomach lurching moment I ended up upside down and we were back in the canyon soaring over the pond.
"Y-yes…YES!" I cheered, "I DID IT!" I almost couldn't believe it! I had helped Toothless fly again! I didn't even care that my first flight on a Dragon had been hanging on to his tail. I gaped at the prosthetic tailfin with a huge smile on my face as we continued to soar over to pond.
At least until Toothless noticed me hanging onto his tail.
With a violent lurch, Toothless swung his tail to the left and I went flying off! I bounced across the water's surface before landing with a huge splash! A huge flurry of bubbles ahead of me told me that Toothless ha also fallen into the pond. Still, I had my success.
I resurfaced jumping up and punching the air.
"YES!" I cheered and swam over to the shore and pulled myself out not even caring that I was sopping wet. Toothless had been able to fly-at least until he threw me off his tail. With the prosthetic tail fin, he could fly but not alone. He was going to need some extra help.
My help.
"Now…I just need to figure out how to stabilize flight…" I muttered excitedly, "…Might need to make a saddle…" I muttered some more thinking of how I was going to go about making the saddle. I was almost starting to sound like Fishlegs.
"…Now… if there's some way I can maintain movement of the prosthetic tailfin…" I said thinking, "…maybe if I attached a cord to the prosthetic tailfin maybe I can…" I turned and noticed Toothless standing next to me giving me a look that clearly said: "You're scaring me. Are you really alright?"
Slightly embarrassed, I laughed feebly, "Uh…I'll see you later today then?" I said sheepishly. I turned to leave but before I took two paces, Toothless swung his tail around blocking my progress. I turned back to face him, he clearly wanted to make extra sure I hadn't gone completely crazy. I chuckled slightly.
"Toothless, I'm fine really." I said patting him on the side of his head, "Besides, I need to dry off." Toothless let me go after that but he followed me back to the entrance of the canyon. I picked up the eel as I went and nearly fell over laughing at the look he was giving me. Like, he couldn't believe that I'd touch an eel twice in one day. As I made my way back to Berk I tucked the eel under my vest.
If the eel scared Toothless…what about a different Dragon? I figured why not? Even if the eel didn't scare the Dragons in the Kill Ring, I could still use it to distract them. I got back to town just as everyone was starting to come out of their houses. I ran past and a few people noticed that fact I was dripping wet and muttered, "Did it rain earlier?"
When I got back to my house, Gobber met me there.
"Ah, there ye are lad!" he said, 'Come on snap to, time for Dragon Training."
"Hey at least let me dry off first!" I pleaded.
"Ah, if yeh all wet, ye won't catch fire." Gobber said, "Come on. We're working with the ZippleBack today."
So, I followed still sopping wet. Gobber then turned to me looking confused.
"How did ye get soaked?" He asked, "It's not even drizzelin'…"
"Uhhh…" I was saved from inventing some explanation-thank the gods-when we reached the Kill Ring where Astrid, Snotlout, Fishlegs, Ruffnut, and Tuffnut were already waiting.
"About time…" Tuffnut said irritably.
"How did you get so wet?" Fishlegs asked, "It wasn't raining."
"Should we have soaked ourselves too?" Snotlout said slightly mockingly.
Gobber came with several water filled buckets and paired us up. Astrid and Ruffnut; Tuffnut and Snotlout; Fishlegs and me. Gobber then opened up the ZippleBack's cage and acid green gas came pouring out filling the ring with a strong smell of rotten eggs. I could barely see a thing. We all stood back to back with our partner watching each other's back in case the ZippleBack tried to sneak up on us.
"Today, is all about teamwork!" Gobber said somewhere behind us, "ZippleBacks are especially tricky. A wet Dragon head can't breathe fire. One head breaths gas, the other ignites it. Your job is to know which head is which."
I supposed I wasn't supposed to have much to worry about since I was already soaked. So instead of being roasted, I would be steamed, neither sounded good.
"…Razor sharp serrated teeth…Injects venom for pre-digestion…for ambush attack…crushes its victims wi-."
"WILL YOU PLEASE STOP THAT!" I snapped. Even though it is useful to have someone who knows about Dragons as your partner in Dragon Training, Fishlegs could get SO annoying when he's rambling on and on about Dragons in his weird lingo.
"If that dragon shows one of its faces…" I heard Snotlout say, "I'll…THERE!"
SPLASH!
SPLASH!
"HEY!" Astrid shouted indignantly.
"It's us!" Ruffnut shouted.
"Your butts are getting bigger." Tuffnut said scathingly, "We thought you were Dragons."
"N-Not…Nit that there's anything wrong with a Dragon-esque figure!" Snotlout stammered trying to get out of the hole Tuffnut had just dug them into. He just dug them in deeper.
CLONK!
"OW!" Tuffnut shouted. I could vaguely see him through the gas. He had landed right on his butt. Before he could get up something grabbed him from behind and yanked him back into the gas cloud.
A horrible yelp filled the air. Something whipped through the air nearby.
"UWAAH!"
"WHOA!"
THUD! THUD!
Tuffnut burst out of the gas looking battered and screaming at the top of lungs.
"OH I AM HURT! I AM VERY MUCH HURT!"
Fishlegs and I looked at each other.
"Our chances of survival are dwindling into single digits…" He said. Like I needed reminding, I was sure we already hit zero.
Out of the gas, a rounded green horned head emerged on a long serpent like neck. Eyes locked onto Fishlegs the ZippleBack moved its head closer. Fishlegs yelped and staggered back and fumbling with his bucket soaked the head…
…Which breathed out some gas.
"Ooops…" Fishlegs said, "Wrong head…"
I glanced around glad for once of my tendency to notice everything at once. I scanned the gas quickly looking for the other head, which soon emerged from the gas a bright spark flickering on and off in the back of its mouth.
"NOW HICCUP!" Gobber shouted.
I ran forwards and threw the water up-and missed by mere inches!
"AW COME ON!" I groaned as I watched the water splash back down to the ground. The ZippleBack lurched forwards at me and startled I staggered back and lost my footing. I fell back as both heads advanced on me.
"Hiccup!" Gobber shouted thinking that things were about to get out of hand.
Then I remembered I still had the eel under my vest. I had completely forgotten about it when today's training session started.
I stood up and the ZippleBack got one whiff of me and lurched back terrified! I raised my hands and advanced on it driving it back into its cage.
"Hey! Back! Get back!" I shouted, "Don't make me tell you again!" The ZippleBack tried to snap at me but as soon as it smelled the eel it jerked back and shrieked in fright. I kept advancing on the ZippleBack until I had it cornered in its cage. Smirking slightly, I pulled out the eel from under my vest and threw it in with the ZippleBack.
"Get in there. Think about what you've done." I said. The ZippleBack cowered in the corner of its cage and tried to stay as far away from the smoked eel as possible and covered itself with its wings. I closed the doors to the cage and locked them securely. I turned around to find everyone staring at me completely dumbstruck. Fishlegs was so surprised he dropped his bucket.
Slightly self consciously, I wiped my hands on my tunic, "So…uh…Are…are we done today?" I said awkwardly starting to sidle away, "I've got something…uh…y-yeah…I'll see you tomorrow!" and sprinted out of the Kill Ring with the others still staring at me retreating back still completely dumbstruck.
I stopped running when I reached my house and once I was inside I fell over laughing. I almost couldn't believe what I had just seen myself. I wish I had known Dragons didn't like eels; then during all those Dragon Raids to avoid getting snatched up all someone would have to do is run around waving an eel over their head!
Once I picked myself off the floor after laughing so hard I got dried off and grabbed a small bag putting in it, my notebook, an apple, a string with several knots which I used for measurements, and a snapper I picked up from the pickling barrel. It was time to visit Toothless again.
Toothless was gliding around when I arrived. He couldn't clear the canyon walls, but the prosthetic tail fin had opened up enough so he could glide around a little without crashing headfirst to the ground.
"Practicing flying eh Toothless?" I said once I was in the canyon. Toothless glided over to me excitedly and landed a little roughly. Soon as he was close enough I started scratching Toothless behind the ears. He made a loud rumbling purring sound and arched his back.
"You like being scratched there Toothless?" I said then started scratching again, this time with both hands. Toothless made the purring sound again, this time louder as I really started scratching the top of his head and leaned towards me slightly. He was really beginning to remind me of the wolfhound puppy I used to have when I was ten-at least until he was snatched up by a Groncle. Man I had fond memories of that wolfhound…
Something wet and warm touched my wrist, it tickled! I laughed out loud as I noticed Toothless licking at my arm. His tongue felt almost exactly like a dog's but also slightly like a cat's too. Toothless then leaned away and my feet left the ground! A few minutes later Toothless set me back on my feet and I stopped scratching.
"Here," I said pulling the snapper out of my bag, "I brought you some lunch." I held the fish out to Toothless and he grabbed it in his teeth, this time I was careful to keep my fingers out of the way. Though this time he didn't grab it the way he did yesterday. While he was eating I sat down next to him pulling out the apple for myself to eat.
As I ate, I found myself telling Toothless about myself. I had no idea why, but it felt good to finally be able to talk to someone who'd actually listen to me and not shoot me down.
"…Even though my dad-Stoick The Vast is the chief of the Hairy Hooligans Tribe and that means I'll be chief someday it only makes the fact that I'm the village loser worse…" I said taking another bite of my apple, "I don't know why but everyone just decided to hate my guts because of this."
Everyone except Toothless. He listened to me attentively watching me with his large green eyes. He was the first to ever accept me for who I was. I didn't know about Mom, I had too few memories of her to be sure…
Toothless purred reassuringly and rested his large black head in my lap. I smiled and petted him feeling the bumpy scales under my fingers.
"Thanks Toothless…" I said while petting him, "I'm so glad you listen…Nobody else does." I threw the apple core away.
"…and when he does…ugh…why does? What was wrong with the way I turned out?" I grumbled as I threw the core away then turned back to Toothless, "Well, let's move on from such depressing topics." I pulled out the measuring string from my bag.
"Hold still for me okay buddy?" then started measuring. I held up the measuring string to Toothless back, there was an unusually large gap between the ridges on his back, almost a perfect place to sit.
"Alright…twelve knots…back…" I muttered scrawling it down in my notebook, "…Thirty around the belly…" I kept making my measurements and jotting them down making sure that when I made the straps for the saddle, I made them extra long so it would fit if Toothless got bigger. He seemed like a young Dragon to me and I guessed that he probably still had some growth left. I put the string away and started planning out how the saddle would look. A horse saddle was out of the question, I had to take Toothless's wings into consideration, and since he was clearly built for fast flying, the saddle would have be so that I was lying down on his back. Sitting upright would likely result in me flying off and plunging to my death.
I made a few possible designs in my notebook while Toothless watched me curiously. He tilted his head trying to see what I was drawing and I closed my notebook grinning.
"It's a surprise Toothless." I said, "You'll see soon."
Toothless prodded me with his snout playfully as if saying "Come on! Show me!"
I leapt back laughing, "I don't want to spoil it!" I managed to say between laughs then sprinted away with Toothless giving chase. I was ahead for a few minutes until I was pushed forwards slightly when Toothless bumped me from behind. I turned my grin even bigger.
"Okay, now I'm it!" I said then ran right at Toothless who turned and dashed away waggling his tail teasingly in front of me. We kept our game of tag up for several hours until I was completely out of breath and early evening was setting in. I was lying down on my back in the grass next to Toothless panting heavily, but we both had fun! For a while we just watched the clouds pass overhead. I put my hand on Toothless's shoulder still panting.
"O-okay…"I gasped, "I-I need to…head…head back home now." I stood up and so did Toothless. He looked at me expectantly.
"I'll see you tomorrow," I said, scratching Tooothless's head "Promise." I turned to leave and Toothless followed me over to the canyon entrance. I climbed up the stone ledges when suddenly my foot slipped and I nearly fell!
"AGH!" I frantically clawed at the stone ledge trying to grab on! Somehow I managed it and avoided falling. Panting a little I looked back to Toothless, "I'm alright. Didn't get hurt."
Toothless snorted and gave me a slightly irritated look. Somehow I knew he was thinking "Be careful!"
"Don't worry. I'll be more careful from now on Toothless." I said a little sheepishly knowing just how accident prone I was…I managed to get up the rest of the stone ledges without further incident and started on my way to Berk.
It was almost dark by the time I got back and since I was pretty hungry after all that running I did with Toothless I headed for the meade hall and received the shock of my life. Fishlegs, Snotlout, Tuffnut, and Ruffnut along with a few other of the townspeople nearly swarmed me as I entered.
"How did you do that?" Snotlout asked.
"How did you figure out that Dragons were afraid of eels?" Fishlegs asked.
"Did you plan that all out?" Tuffnut asked.
"Of course he did." Ruffnut snapped at Tuffnut, "Hiccup's always thinking of something!"
"Sorry about those times I called you a wimp…guess you were just a late bloomer."
"Wha…what?" I bleated completely taken by surprise. Had the whole world gone insane! Why was everyone suddenly being so…nice?
I glanced around at everyone, "Is this a practical joke?" I asked.
The next few days passed by quickly. The day after the ZippleBack training session, everyone except Astrid and I brought eels to training, the ZippleBack must have told the other Dragons about the eel incident because none of them would come near me. Tuffnut and Ruffnut especially seemed to be enjoying themselves waving their eels at the Dragons. Fishlegs had brought several and was trying to figure out which one would be most effective.
"HAH! Take that!" Snotlout shouted waving an eel at a Groncle who yelped and zoomed away and nearly rammed into me, but stopped in time and flew away chased by eel wielding Viking teenagers and I swear it actually tried to hide behind Astrid.
I was still pretty sure that there was some practical joke being played on me. When I wasn't at training, or working on the pattern for Toothless's saddle at the forge I spent most of my free time with Toothless visiting with a large basket of fish and also making sure my measurements for the saddle were accurate. Toothless tried to get a look at my notes but each and every time it just resulted in another game of tag.
I didn't mind one bit. The hours I spent with Toothless were the happiest of the day. Besides, I always liked running, and finally there was someone I could run with and not have someone yell "Coward" after me or yell at me to get back inside during a raid.
It took me those few days to get the saddle put together. I had to hammer in holes to stitch together the straps onto the saddle. Once I was done, I set it down on the floor to look it over. Slightly oval shaped, and long enough for me to partially sit and lie down on; and I tried to make the straps in a way that it would be more comfortable for Toothless. The next day after a rather crazy training session with the Nadder-which resulted in me and Astrid crashing into each other and ending up in a tangled heap on the floor-she slugged me for that-I took the saddle with me to Toothless's canyon.
"Surprise!" I said holding up the saddle.
Toothless took one look at it then bolted away sticking his tongue out at me. Clearly he wasn't exactly thrilled at the idea of me riding him. I bolted after him as fast as I could.
"Toothless wait!" I shouted holding the saddle over my head while running, "I just need to make sure it fits!" I tried everything. I even tried sneaking up but no luck. Finally Toothless tried flying away but ended up crashing headfirst into the canyon walls. Toothless crashed to the ground not moving.
"TOOTHLESS!" I shouted running over to him, "Toothless are you okay!" He was still breathing, that was a relief. He was just knocked out. Wait…maybe…I had to take the chance. While Toothless was knocked out I managed to get the saddle on him. Though rolling him over with my minimal strength was rather hard…I eventually got the saddle on securely. Soon as I did, he started to wake up.
"Toothless! Toothless!" I said shaking his shoulder as he started to wake up, "Toothless are you okay?"
Toothless opened his large green eyes, rolled over onto his belly and gave his head a shake. He then licked my sleeve. Good, he was alright.
"Oh good…" I said in relief, "You were out for a few minutes but it looks like you're okay." Toothless blinked at me then snorted slightly and noticed the saddle on his back. He gave me an exasperated look and took off.
"HEY!" I dashed after and putting on a burst of speed jumped and landed on his back and all the air came out of me, "UMMF!" I grunted and tried to find a handhold on the saddle while Toothless bucked around under me. I lost my grip and went flying off forwards and landed hard on my back several feet away. I just picked myself up again and tried to get back on Toothless.
Basically, we ended up in another game of tag. Only this time, Toothless was not about to let me tag him. I kept chasing him around the canyon trying everything I could think of to get back on the saddle. After a while I was still running after Toothless when I suddenly tripped and fell!
"AGH!" I landed hard on my chest. I tried to get back to my feet but as soon as I got some weight on my feet pain shot up from my left ankle and I lost my balance and fell. Toothless came over looking a little worried while I rubbed my ankle-it hurt.
"Twisted my ankle…" I must have stepped awkwardly while chasing Toothless. I tried to stand again, but wound up falling again. I couldn't even stand up!
"Great." I said, "I'm stuck here." I pulled off my left boot and then started massaging my ankle trying to "untwist" it. It was pretty painful. Toothless went behind me and laid down, looking over my shoulder I saw him shift slight towards me. I figured he wanted me to lean back against his side.
"Thanks…" I said leaning back against Toothless's side. I managed to find a comfortable spot just in front of the wing joint and settled back while I tried to "untwist" my ankle. Toothless curled around me to watch. It took several (painful) minutes but eventually…
POP!
"OUCH!" I somehow managed to fix my ankle but I still reminded myself to visit the healer later to make sure I didn't actually sprain my ankle. I rubbed my ankle down taking a few deep breaths as the stinging dulled away. All I had to do was wait.
"I think that did it…" I said lifting my hands from my ankle, "Now I rest." I leaned back against Toothless and pulled out my notebook and pencil. I kicked off my other boot and pulling my knees in I propped up my notebook against my knees opened it and started to write.
How To Train Your Dragon
By,
Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III
I started writing and making sketches for I don't know how long. I wasn't even sure why I had suddenly started writing a training manual. I just had a feeling I'd better write down what I knew already, just in case. I wrote down a note that said never to let eel near your Dragon then made a few more sketches of Toothless. It started to cool off as evening set in and started to get a little dark. I yawned and leaned back to watch the stars that were starting to appear in the sky. A low thumping sound sounded from just behind my head and I started to feel drowsy. Yawning again I closed my eyes as the sound of Toothless's heartbeat slowly lulled me to sleep.
I was flying. But not by myself. I was riding Toothless. We soared over the ocean past several rock formations as gulls squawked and flew overhead. The feeling was incredible! We flew right through a complex rock formation covered in fog and shot out-nothing could restrain us, the whole world was open to us! I cheered sharing the feeling of sheer joy! Was this how Toothless felt when he was able to fly?
When I woke up and opened my eyes, I wondered if I had. Black surrounded me. I reached up and felt a soft warm membrane and thin bones. Toothless's wings!
"Wha? Whoa!" Then I remembered last night-I must have fallen asleep! Toothless lifted his wing and the sunlight nearly blinded me. I sat up blinking. I rubbed my eyes to clear my vision.
"How long was I asleep?" I muttered as Toothless also started to wake up then I noticed it was morning, "OMIGODS!" I shouted horrified. I quickly jammed my boots back on.
"I'm going to be late for training!" I sprang up and completely forgetting that I twisted my ankle yesterday tried to run over to the canyon entrance. I stumbled halfway there and tripped and fell. I braced myself for the fall but instead of hitting the ground, I fell across Toothless's back. I looked up and Toothless bucked slightly and gave me a toothy grin.
I see…I nodded and pulled myself up into the saddle. Once I was on, Toothless walked over to the canyon entrance. Once there I slid off, surprised, Toothless had let me ride him. He must have figured out that I was just trying to help him fly again. I looked back at Toothless, a grin on my face and an idea forming in my head.
"We need to get you flying again Toothless." I said, "I'll come back with a little something tomorrow." Toothless gave me a huge "toothless" smile.
I somehow managed to limp back to Berk. When I got into town, no one was outside. Great, I must be really late for training now! I limped through town and past the forge to get to the Kill Ring.
"Hiccup!" Gobber said from the forge.
I jolted, why was Gobber in the forge?
"S-sorry…I-I overslept!" I bleated, "I'm on my way to the Kill Ring for Training right now!"
Gobber stepped out looking sleepy, "Hiccup…what in the blazes are ye doin' up so early? It's Loki's Day! We don't have training today."
"WHAT?"
I could've stayed with Toothless!
*laughs* I think we've all had moments like that! waking up thinking we're late for school then we're told it's saturday!
Btw Loki's Day is the old name for Saturday, as a bit of trivia, each day of the week is named for one of the Norse gods. Ex. Fiday is named for Freya and Thursday is named for Thor.
Well, sounds like our hero's got something up his sleeve to get Toothless flying agian good luck Hiccup!
see you in Chapter Seven!
This chapter was edited May 30, 2010: I had to do some editing after due a review and going over it myself, there way too many exclamation points.
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