I have one review to respond to really fast. Lighten up? I have gotten mad at like maybe five different reviews. Five. I've gotten dozens of reviews before that are insulting my story. It's just a part of being a writer I know that. I do listen too them. I can take criticism. I don't take disrespectful reviews attacking me personally. Such as accusing me of being lazy or try to tell me how to write my story. That person told me what I thought they wanted but then got upset when I gave them what they asked for. If it's not what they wanted they should have been more specific and I won't take them bashing me like that. You get so mad that I'm defending myself but don't seem to be mad at them for bashing on me. Which they are. You say that they are trying to help but they really aren't. Not the ones that I respond to anyway. Point is I don't respond to every bad review because sometimes they have a point. I only respond to some of them and those are the only ones you see me mad about. Again there is like five of them. 5 out of maybe 50. That's not that much really. Please stop getting mad at me. I've been bullied a lot. I'm defensive. But not so much so that I get mad when people insult my grammar or spelling. I see you're only trying to be nice but you don't know the whole story. So please understand that at least. Unless you know everything about a situation like that then please don't involve yourself. Trust me I know. I've made the same mistake plenty of times. I love your reviews though. Keep them coming. But please don't think I'm a mean person because I'm not. I know your not either. I don't mean it that way. You're just a concerned reader who saw an argument and interfered. Again I've done that too. So none of this is meant to offend you in anyway. But I'd like some opinions on the story please. Also so a different review. I know Fishlegs powers are abit lacking. Sorry about that. I'll try to give him more focus later. I'll explain his powers in more detail.
"Heather?" Astrid knocked on her roommates bedroom door." Are you feeling any better?" The poor girl had been bedridden for days. No answer. Astrid sighed and opened the door. Heather was awake but she was standing in the mirror. "Heather?" Astrid walked over to the other girl and put her hand on her shoulder. Heather's head whipped around. Astrid yelped and jumped back." Y-your eyes!" Heathers eyes were a deep violet purple. Heather winced." I know!" She covered her mouth. Her voice was different. It was much smoother now. Her eyes used to be bright green and her voice much higher pitched." What happened?" Astrid grabbed Heathers head and looked at her eye." I don't know." Astrid backed away." Does it look bad?" Heather asked worried. Astrid rolled her eyes. That should not be the question you're asking right now. But you look fine." Astrid narrowed her eyes. Had Heather gotten taller too? Someone knocked at the door.
Astrid glanced around." I got it." Heather opened the door. A tall handsome boy with red hair and glasses was standing there. He handed her a box. It was the delivery boy. It must have been the dress she ordered." Thank you so much. How much do I have too pay again." Heather nodded and looked into the boys eyes through the thick glasses. The boys eyes widened and dilated." Uh hello?" He sighed dreamily." For you my dear, it is free." Heather raised an eyebrow." Are you sure?" The boy nodded." Uh would you like to go out on a date with me?" Heather's eyes widened." I-I don't know you?" "It doesn't matter. You will soon." He kissed her hand. Heather cringed in disgust and slapped him away." But I gave you the dress for free!" He yelled like she was being evil by saying no." Keep the dress you little creep." Astrid tossed the box at the boy and slammed the door." No way! Let me in!" He tried to slam himself into the door. Heather gasped and looked at Astrid. They bolted the door shut. Astrid growled and went into her room bringing an axe out with her." Got it at that Renaissance fair Hiccup dragged me too." Astrid smirked." Are you sure that's legal?" " Are you sure that's legal?" Astrid pointed to the door that was shaking from the mans weight.
Astrid opened the door and held the axe up to the mans neck." You better leave right now or I'll have to kick you're skinny butt." The boy growled and grabbed a hold of the axe shoving it away. Astrid gasped and reached for it." Get off of me you little son of a-!" Astrid screamed as the man picked her up and tried to get to Heather. Astrid wriggled free and wrapped her legs around his head. She knocked him to the ground. He was gasping for air. Astrid stood up and told him to leave. She ended up chasing him down the stairs." Impressive." Heather high fived Astrid." Thanks. But seriously about the eye thing?" Heather closed the door and tucked her raven hair behind her ear." I'm not blind or anything. It will be fine." Astrid rolled her eyes." Why is everyone putting off going to the doctor?" Heather shrugged." Maybe because we're all fine?" Heather went back into her room. Astrid pursed her lips in annoyance." I'm going to Hiccup's for a few hours then!" Then she left.
Astrid now has an axe. And can anyone guess what Heathers powers are? Also an excellent point was brought up in a review. It was about a little flaw in Hiccup's powers. And to the person who brought it up, do you read minds or something? Well anyways it will become a plot point soon in the story. Again like I said I'll try to explain Fishlegs powers in more detail. Next chapter will have Hiccstrid. Okay so this chapters question is Deadpool or Spiderman? Thank you for reading and please review.