Hey guys! I have sooo many things that I would like to say. First of all, happy new year!

Second, I want to thank all of you guys for ALL of your wonderful reviews that you guys have given me from the start. They have given me motivation and energy to keep writing this story. I will do a special shoutout for a bunch of people once I finish this book.

Thirdly, (is this even a word?) I want to ask a very serious question. How many of you have watched Race To The Edge season 2 yet? (This is my horrible attempt to be funny. Oh, whale) I watched the first 7(?) episodes in my mom's friend's tv. She has Netflix, so... yeah.

Well, that's all for now. Thanks and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

PS. If you're still reading, what was your favorite 2015 moment? Mine was when my language arts teacher made my class watch HTTYD. It was so awesome!

EXT. TRAINING GROUNDS - MORNING

Gobber (O.S.): Today is about teamwork. Work together and you might survive.

"Might? Well, thanks for the vote of confidence, Gobber" Hiccup sarcastically said.

"Oh, you're welcome!" responded a cheery Gobber. Hiccup (and the rest of the teens) facepalmed.

[On a double-wide door. Gas seeps through the cracks. It blast open. A cloud of smoke engulfs the ring, swirling around the paired-up teens. Astrid with Ruffnut. Snotlout with Tuffnut. Fishlegs with Hiccup. All carry buckets of water, poised to throw them]
Gobber (cont'd): Now, a wet dragon head can't light its fire. The Hideous Zippleback is extra tricky. One head breathes gas, the other head lights it. Your job is to know which is which.

"Why?" Tuffnut innocently asked. Most vikings facepalmed.

[The smoke encircles them, cutting them off from each other. The teens listen and watch for any sign of the dragon]

Fishlegs: (muttering to himself) Razor sharp, serrated teeth that inject venom for pre-digestion. Prefers ambush attack, crushing its victims in its...
Hiccup: (tense) Will you please stop that?

"Sorry Fishlegs, but you weren't helping back there" Hiccup apologized. Fishlegs accepted his apology.

[Snotlout and Tuffnut move nervously through the fog, back to back. Snotlout is singing to himself to calm his nerves]

Spitelout facepalmed. That boy was going to be the end of him. On the other hand, the other teens couldn't stifle their laughter.

"Scared?" Astrid innocently asked. Snotlout's face turned really red at this point.

Snotlout: If that dragon shows either of his faces, I'm gonna- (spotting an approaching shape, terrified) -There!
[Snotlout and Tuffnut hurl their water into the fog]
Astrid: Hey!

Ruffnut: It's us, idiots.

"No, you're the idiot!" Tuff retorted.

"No, you are!" Ruff exclaimed.

"No, you are!

"You're the idiot!"

"No, you're the idiot!" The twins argued back and forth. The vikings groaned and shook their heads. Couldn't the twins ever stay quiet? No they couldn't. They were the twins. Of course…

[Astrid and Ruffnut are soaked]
Tuffnut: Your butts are getting bigger. We thought you were a dragon.

Snotlout: (To Astrid) Not that there's anything wrong with a dragon-esque figure.

Astrid glared at Snotlout with her usual dirty look.

[Astrid elbows Snotlout in the face. Ruffnut drops Tuffnut with a punch to the throat]
Astrid: Wait
[They freeze A tail sweeps out of the fog, taking them down. Their buckets spill. Fishlegs and Hiccup are coming across them. They see the puddles of spilled water]
Tuffnut: Oh, I'm hurt. I am very much hurt.
Fishlegs: Chances of survival are dwindling into single digits now…

"Again, not helping" Hiccup stated.

"Sorry."

Hiccup: Look out!
[A Zippleback head emerges out of the smoke. Fishlegs hurls his water at it, completely dousing the head. It leers and opens its mouth, spewing gas into the area]
Fishlegs: Oh. Wrong head.

"Wow…"

[Gas flows around their legs. Fishlegs flees in a panic]

Gobber: Fishlegs!
[Beat. A clicking sound comes from behind them. Sparks flash in the smoke]
Gobber (cont'd): Now, Hiccup!
[The other head sweeps out of the smoke. Hiccup hurls his water with all his might. It arcs and drops short of the dragon's sparking mouth. The dragon grins, savoring the kill]

Hiccup: Oh, come on!

The teens, plus most vikings, laughed. Even Hiccup couldn't help but to grin.

Gobber: RUN, HICCUP!

"As if I wasn't." Hiccup commented. Gobber just shrugged his shoulders.

Stoick, on the other hand, wasn't acting as nonchalantly as Gobber. Even though he knew that Hiccup would get out of there safe and sound, he couldn't help but to worry that something would go wrong and that Hiccup would be hurt. He supposed that it was some kind of father's intuition. Did father's intuition even exist? Was it only mother's intuition? He'd have to research that when they got back to berk.

[Gobber covers his eyes]

"Thanks for the confidence, Gobber" Hiccup said. Gobber shrugged his shoulders again.

[Beat. The Zippleback hesitates. Sniffs. Then retreats]

The vikings watched the screen curiously. How did he do that?, they all wondered. Was Hiccup some kind of dragon whisperer?

[The teens get to their feet, watching transfixed. Gobber peeks through his fingers to see… The Zippleback backing away from Hiccup. He stands and holds his hands out, as if controlling it]

Hiccup: BACK! BACK! BACK! Now don't you make me tell you again!
[The Zippleback retreats through its door and into its cave,hissing]

Hiccup (cont'd): Yes, that's right. Back into your cage.
[Hiccup slyly opens his vest, revealing the spotted smoked eel from earlier. He tosses it inside the door, then slams it shut]

"So," Stoick started "ALL dragons are scared of eels?"

Hiccup looked at him suspiciously. "Well, I think so. Why?"

"Just wondering." Stoick ended the conversation. NOW, he had some kind of plan to get rid of dragons.

Hiccup (cont's): Now think about what you've done.
[Hiccup turns to the teens and Gobber. They stare, slack-jawed]
Hiccup (cont'd):Okay! So are we done? Because I've got some things I need to…
[Hiccup jogs out of the ring, past the speechless group]

Hiccup (cont'd): Yep… see you tomorrow

[Astrid sneers. Something's going on]
"How come I'm the only that noticed that something strange was going on here?!" Astrid complained.

"Because unlike most vikings, you actually used your brain, which is something that most vikings lack of." Hiccup complimented her. He received many glares.

Astrid just stared at him blankly. "Uh, thanks?"