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Chapter 10: HTTYD, Part 1
"YOU ARE A BIG BABY!"
Everyone covered their ears at the sound of a voice shouting. They all turned to see te source to see a floating piece of paper hovering in front of Stoick. Even more surprising, the paper was moving like it had mouth, and was shouting as well.
"YOU ARE A FOOL AND A SON OF TROLL! YOU ARE SUPPOSTED TO LOVE YOUR SON LIKE A FATHER SHOULD! NOT GO THROUGH ALL THAT TROUBLE TO PLEASE AN UNGRATEFUL PARENT! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO LOVE THEM FOR BEING YOUR SON! SOMETIMES, HE'S GOING TO DO SOMETHING BIG, BUT KEEN THAT EAPPENG, YOU MICET ALMOST LOSE SOMETEINC PRECIOUS! YOU ARE ACTING DISGRACEFUL AND VALKA WOULD BE ASHAMED! "
And with that, the paper fired itself up and the ashes dissipated. There is a moment of silence from everyone until Zilla said, "Well, well, well. Guess who just got himself a howler?" Zilla smirked. Then Litwick spoke up.
"Well, I didn't know what to expect when I handed Stoick that letter, but now that that's done, we need to watch our next movie."
"Already?" Jamie said, pouting. "Oh, fine. Can we play in the snow next time again?"
Litwick gave an apologetic shrug. "Sorry, kiddo. I 've got something else planned next time we have a break. So, if everyone can please get in their seats once we pass the doors again, thank you very much!
Zilla trailed after Phoenix, whispering, "What? What is it?"
Phoenix pursed her lips, as she were deciding something. "Maybe I should go talk to Litwick first. I'll gee you later."
Once everyone was seated, Litwick stood in the front of the room. "Good. We can start the movie now."
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something," Phoenix said. "Something important." She pulled the book into view and took note of how wide Litwick's eyes widened. If he had pupils, she would've guessed that he wag afraid by his ocular expression.
Zilla watched as the two walked through the bronze doors again. When they closed, he drew his attention back to the movie.
FADE IN:
EXT. NORTH SEA/VILLAGE - NIGHT
We skim above a dark, wild ocean. The camera turns toward a lone island, Berk. It is a gigantic shard of rock jutting straight out of the water.
HICCA (V.O.)
This, is Berk. It's twelve days North of hopeless, and a few degrees South of freezing to death. It's located solidly on the meridian of misery.
Hiccup blinked. "Is that supposed to be me?"
"No, it's supposed to be Toothless. Of course it's you! Who else?" Dream shouted.
"You mean, who 'Elsa'. Eh? Eh?" 3P looked around for some sort of applaud, but she only received groans and face palms.
"Great Odin, that was terrible," Astrid muttered.
"I do not appreciate my name in that sense," Elsa said.
3P Scoffed. "You guys are just jealous cause you didn't think of it first."
The camera drifts closer, circling.
HICCA (V.O.) (CONT'D)
We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunsets. The only problems are the pests. You see, most places have mice or mosquitos. We have...
Sheep graze peacefully on a hillside. Suddenly one is snatched.
Hiccup smirked. He elbowed Toothless and said, "Good thing I know that foot anywhere." Toothless only rolled his eyes and grumbled.
CUT TO:
INT. STOICK'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
A door is pulled open... as a DRAGON swoops directly toward it, BLASTING FIRE. The door is SLAMMED. The fire shoots through the slats of wood, illuminating HICCA, a gangly teenage Viking.
Jack let out a whistle, causing Hiccup to blush. "Not to bad!" He shouted, loud enough for Hiccup to hear. Then he said to Elsa, "Though I do have other tastes. "
Hiccup tried to ignore him as he looked at his alter ego. As a girl, he was still scrawny. In fact, there really wasn't much of a difference. Only facial features, longer hair, and a different voice.
HICCA: ...dragons.
EXT. STOICK'S HOUSE
He reopens the sizzling door, as leaps off of the front porch. He weaves through the erupting mayhem as Vikings pour out of the buildings, ready for a fight. More dragons swarm in, setting rooftops alight and hauling off sheep.
HICCA (V.O.)
Most people would leave. Not us. We're Vikings. We have stubbornness issues.
"I could tell," Flynn said. "Who has them more, you or Merida?"
"You're going to compare those two, Mr. 'What's-It-Going-To-Take-Get-My-Satchel-Back'?" Rapunzel pointed out.
"You're one to talk, Miss 'I-Am-Going-To-See-Those-Lanterns'." Flynn retorted.
"How about the two of you shut the hell up before I roast the both of you Mr. and Mrs. 'Annoying-And-Unoriginal-Abominations-To-Ever-Walk-The –Planet'." Zilla growled. This put Flynn and Rapunzel in a speechless shocking state. Then there was a moment of awkward silence
"Oooookay, then," Kristoff said.
Vikings sound the alarm. Viking men and women pour out into the streets, axes in hand. ON HICCA darting through alleys, staying under eaves, making his way through the battle.
HICCA (V.O.) (CONT'D)
My name's Hicca. Great name, I know. But it's not the worst. Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls. Like our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that.
"Of course it wouldn't!" Dream said, sarcasm pouring from her voice. "Why would it?"
Dragons sweep back and forth, dodging axes and blasting the Vikings who throw them. A burly warrior gets tossed in an explosion, knocking Hiccup to the ground.
VIKING (FIERCE): Arggghhhhh! (cheery, insane) Mornin'!
People laughed.
Anna asked Hiccup, "How do you survive in that situation? You look so small compared the other people."
"Vikings," Hiccup corrected. "And are you talking to me or her?" He gestured to the on—screen Hicca.
"Both?"
Hicca gets to his feet and continues to rush past gigantic men and women. Hoark the Haggard...
HOARK: What are you doing out!?
... Burnthair the Broad...
BURNTHAIR: Get inside!
... and Phlegma the Fierce...
PHLEGMA THE FIERCE: Get back inside!
Enter STOICK, the biggest Viking of all. He yanks Hiccup from the path of a strafing dragon and holds aloft to the crowd.
STOICK: Hicca!? (accusingly; to the crowd) What is he doing out again?! (TO HICCA) What are you doing out?! Get inside!
The flames light up his scowling face and matted red beard. He sets Hiccup down and turns to the sky, searching.
"Ugh," Aunt Cass said. "I would be ashamed to be that man, the way she shoved that poor girl. And you, too, I suppose. You're not even doing anything!"
"Yeah," Hiccup agreed, looking at Stoick. "I wasn't doing anything wrong that night."
"Technically it was the morning." Dream pointed out.
HICCA (V.O.)
(IN AWE)
That's Stoick the Vast. Chief of the tribe. They say that when he was a baby he popped a dragon's head clean off of its shoulders. Do I believe it?
Stoick grabs a wooden cart and hurls it, knocking the strafing dragon out of the sky.
HICCA (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Yes I do.
"That's digusting," Wasabi said. "Anybody got a mint or somethin'."
An EXPLOSION forces Vikings to DUCK. Stoick stands firm, brushing flaming debris off of his shoulder.
STOICK: (barking; to his men) What have we got?
VIKING #1: Gronkles. Nadders. Zipplebacks. Oh, and Hoark saw a Monstrous Nightmare.
STOICK: Any Night Furies?
VIKING #1: None so far.
STOICK (RELIEVED): Good.
Violet storm stood proud. "Too bad Phoenix isn't here right now," Zilla said as he patted the dragon. "She would've loved to boast about her dragon."
"I can boast about Toothless," Hiccup said.
"What kind name is Toothless?" 3P said. "I always thought that was weird."
"It's stuck, okay?"
VIKING: Hoist the torches!
Massive flaming braziers are raised on poles, lighting up the night sky... and revealing swirling dragons of all types. Below, Hiccup crosses an open plaza and ducks into an open building with a tall chimney.
INT. BLACKSMITH STALL - CONTINUOUS
He crosses behind a counter, where a peg-legged, one-armed hulk of a Blacksmith reshapes blades with a hammer and tongs appendage.
GOBBER: Ah! Nice of you to join the party. I thought you'd been carried off.
Hicca dons a leather apron and starts to put away Gobber's scattered appendages.
HICCA: Who me? Nah, come on! I'm way too muscular for their taste. They wouldn't know what to do with all this.
Hiccup strikes a bodybuilder pose.
Astrid stifled his laughter at the pose and then burt out into tears.
"Wha—at?" Hiccup groaned.
"I'm sorry! It's just that... you look completely ridiculous! Imagine this as you instead of her!"
As Hiccup pouted, a sudden thought came to him; was this movie going to show more about him, his crush on Astrid? Or will Astrid be a boy in this movie as well? Many questions, no answers.
GOBBER: They need toothpicks, don they?
"Please, Hiccup's not toothpick," Jack said, Hiccup felt enlightened and smiled a little.
Hicca gets to work, transferring bent and chipped weapons to the forge as Vikings crowd the counter for replacements.
HICCA (V.O.)
The meathead with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gobber. I've been his apprentice ever since I was little. Well...littler.
"I'm not sure that's possible!" Dream said.
"Oh, come on! Why are you always picking on me? Why didn't anyone pick on Merida?"
"Because Merida can easily hurt us all," Aria said. "You can't."
Hiccup sighed. "I give up."
Before anyone could smirk, smile, or laugh, Zilla spoke up. "Leave Hiccup alone! Or else I'll roast you all!" That seemed to shut everyone up for the time being. Hiccup smiled at the Monster of Steel for standing up for the young Viking.
EXT. VILLAGE - CONTINUOUS
ON STOICK
STOICK: We move to the lower defenses. We'll counter-attack with the catapults.
Armed men rush past, flanking others who carry sheep to safety. Stoick follows up the rear as, overhead, a dragon strafes the rooftops with Napalm-like fire.
HICCA (V.O.)
See? Old village. Lots and lots of new houses.
VIKING: FIRE!
In response, the fire brigade charges through the plaza -four TEENS, tugging a large wooden cask on wheels. From it, they fill buckets of water to douse the flames. One among them is a handsome, energetic Viking boy. Hicca leans out of the stall to watch them.
HICCA (V.O.): Oh and that's Fishlegs, Snotlout. The twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut. And... (SOURLY) Ugh Aston.
Both Hiccup and Astrid frowned. "Is it just me, or does it sound like she hates him?'" Astrid asked.
HICCA (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Aston was such a jerk to me since we stopped being friends. I hate him more than anyone else.
"She does hate him," Hiccip realized. "Why, though? I mean, I don't hate you, do I?"
"It has to do with gender," Dream explained. "Hicca is seen as more as a disappointment then Hiccup is, just because she's a girl. Aston's gained even more popularity than Astrid because she's a boy. Aston's ego made him worse than Astrid's."
"Hey! I do not have an ego!" Astrid retorted.
A SLOW-MOTION explosion erupts behind him, framing him in a sexy ball of fire. The others join him, looking awesome and heroic.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Their job is so much cooler.
"What's so bad 'bout working in the forge?" Gobber asked.
"I think working in a force is pretty cool," Jamie said. "I mean, think about it. It requires hard work and some sort of muscle. There's also experience and knowing what the things do. Do any of them know how to work in a forge?
He pointed to the teens. Khen they didn't answer, he said, "Though not."
"Wow." Bunny said. "Big mouth for an ankle biter."
Hicca tries to join them as they pass, but she's hooked by Gobber and hoisted back inside.
HICCA: (PLEADING) Ah, come on. Let me out, please. I need to make my mark.
GOBBER: Oh, you've made plenty of marks. All in the wrong places.
HICCA: Please, two minutes. I'll kill a dragon. My life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date.
GOBBER: You can't lift a hammer. You can't swing an axe...
Gobber grabs a bola (iron balls connected by rope).
GOBBER (CONT'D): ... you can't even throw one of these.
A Viking runs by and nabs it out of Gobber's hand, hurling it at a dive-bombing Gronkle. The bola binds its legs, sending it into a heavy crash.
HICCA: (ready with the answer) Okay fine, but...
She rushes to the back corner of the stall and presents a bizarre, wheel barrow-like contraption.
HICCA (CONT'D): ... this will throw it for me.
"Whoa, check that out!" Jack said. "That could be pretty useful for tossing snowballs… Can I have one?"
"Why should you have one?" Bunny said. "You'll just make things worse, just like ya did on Easter! I knew ya shouldn't 've been trusted. "
Ouch. Jack slouched in his seat, pulling his hood up.
"Jack?" Elsa tried to look into his eyes, but he wouldn't let her. "Jack, what's wrong?"
Jack only shook his head. Elsa gasped when she something fall down his cheek; stray tear. she looked at the Guardians and saw Bunny muttering something. Those creatures did something to him… But what. But then she noticed Zilla glaring up at Bunny and couldn't help but have a little shiver of nervousness down her spine. Which was strange since the cold never bothered her anyway. She knew one thing, no one would like Zilla when he's angry.
Hicca OPENS the hinged lid of the device. An arm springs up, equipped with twin bows. They prematurely launch a bola, narrowly missing Gobber... and taking out a Viking at the counter.
VIKING: Arggh!
GOBBER: See, now this right here is what I'm talking about.
HICCA: Mild calibration issue.
"I feel like that could be a good excuse for just about anything," 3P said.
"How, exactly?" Zilla asked, raising a scaly eyebrow at her.
She held up a finger. "Hold on a sec, let me think. Um... Trick question!"
He rolled his eyes.
GOBBER: Hiccup. If you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you need to stop all...
Gobber gestures in Hiccup's general direction.
GOBBER (CONT'D): ... this.
"I hate that." Aria said. "He basically said to stop being herself. We can't be something we're not. We are who we are."
"Well said." Zilla agreed.
"DJ, turn it up!" Dream shouted. "Oh man, love that song!"
HICCA: (ASTONISHED) But... you just pointed to all of me.
GOBBER Yes! That's it! Stop being all of you.
HICCA: (THREATENING) Ohhhh...
GOBBER: (MIMICKING) Ohhhhh, yes.
HICCA: You, sir, are playing a dangerous game. Keeping this much, raw...Vikingness contained. (BEAT) There will be consequences! Gobber tosses him a sword.
GOBBER: I'll take my chances. Sword. Sharpen. Now.
"Consequences, indeed, Astrid muttered.
Hicca takes it begrudgingly and lobs it onto the grinding wheel. She stews... fantasizing...
HICCA (V.O.)
One day I'll get out there. Because killing a dragon is everything around here.
Hiccup shook her head. "I can't believe I ever wanted to kill a dragon."
"It is a good thing you never have or will," Dream said. "This genderbending thing is in an alternate universe, or AU for short. Different AUs come from certain events from the movie. One for Berk is a dark and evil side of Hiccup, one where he takes out all his anger and sadness and abuse on the dragons and Viking together. "
"Is that such a good Idea, mentioning AUs to them?" Aria asked.
"Nope."
"Not at all." Zilla added.
EXT. VILLAGE - LOWER PLAINS - CONTINUOUS
Nadders land, gathering like seagulls around a seemingly vacant house.
HICCA (V.O.)
A Nadder head is sure to get me at least noticed.
The Nadders clamber onto the building, tearing the roof and walls apart. Sheep pour out and SCATTER. Elsewhere, hippo-like Gronckles pick drying racks clean of fish and fly off like loaded pelicans.
HICCA (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Gronckles are tough. Taking down one of those would definitely get me a girlfriend.
A stealthy, snake-like dragon head peeks over a rooftop, breathing gas into a chimney.
HICCA (V.O.) (CONT'D)
A Zippelback? Exotic, exciting. Two heads, twice the status.
A second head pokes through the door and lights it. KABLAM! The two heads fly through the explosion, their necks zipping together to reveal a single body. It flies past Stoick as he climbs to the top of a CATAPULT
TOWER.
CATAPULT OPERATOR: They found the sheep!
STOICK: (FRUSTRATED) Concentrate fire over the lower bank!
CATAPULT OPERATOR: Fire!
Boulders are catapulted at the corralling Nadders... Just as a huge red dragon whips past, spraying the base of the catapult with sticky fire.
HICCA (V.O.)
And then there's the Monstrous Nightmare. Only the best Vikings go after those. They have this nasty habit of setting themselves on fire.
It emerges from the flames, climbing the catapult with a leering, toothy grin.
STOICK: Reload! I'll take care of this.
Stoick takes on the Nightmare, face to hammer. Suddenly, a LOUD BALLISTIC MOANING streaks overhead. The catapult crew ducks.
INT. BLACKSMITH STALL - CONTINUOUS
ON HICCA, looking up from his work, reacting to the same sound.
HICCA (V.O.)
But the ultimate prize is the dragon no one has ever seen. We call it the-
VIKING: Night Fury! Get down!
Vikings everywhere take shelter. The moaning sound BUILDS.
EXT. VILLAGE - CATAPULT - CONTINUOUS
The Monstrous Nightmare suddenly stops fighting and takes flight. Stoick looks skyward.
STOICK: JUMP!
KABOOM! The Catapult EXPLODES as though hit by an artillery shell... sending Stoick and the crew leaping for their lives.
HICCA (V.O.)
This thing never steals food, never shows itself, and...
The sound recedes, leaving the crippled catapult in flames.
HICCA (V.O.) (CONT'D)
...never misses. (BEAT) No one has ever killed a Night Fury. That's why I'm going to be the first.
Hiccup patted his friend's head and said, "I'm sorry I ever said that, bud. Or wanted that." Toothless nuzzled him, and repeatedly began licking his face. "Toothless! Gross! Get off of me! Wait, Toothless! No, no, no! Wait" Within seconds, Hiccup's head was inside the dragon. "Seriously?!" his muffled voice said. "Toothless, this the third time this week! If you don't let go of me, there be no cod and salmon for dinner for a month!"
At this, Toothless pouted and spat him out .
"OK, that's disgusting." Hiccup stood and tried to wipe the saliva off his face.
With his hood still up, Jack stood from his seat "Here, let me help." He used the Ice Rod to freeze the water and it easily chipped off.
"Oh, gods. Thanks."
Jack managed to smile. "You're welcome," he said quietly before sit Ling back down .
Stoick, meanwhile, looked at the Night Fury with surprise. This hadn't been the first time Hiccup's head had been in the beast? He had survived? It looked like it was...playing with him. But that can't be... could it?
IN THE STALL
Gobber trades his hammer for an axe.
GOBBER: Man the fort, Hicca, they need me out there!
Gobber pauses. Turns with a threatening glare.
GOBBER (CONT'D): Stay. Put. There. You know what I mean.
Gobber charges into the fray, HOLLERING. ON HICCA, a smirk crosses her face.
"See?" Gobber said, pointing with his appendage. "Told ya! She— er, he get's that look! That look that says he's up to somethin
"I' m afraid I have no idea what you 're talking about," Hiccup said smugly .
EXT. VILLAGE - MOMENTS LATER
WHAM! Hicca pushes her wheeled contraption through a wall of clustered Vikings. She weaves through the ongoing mayhem, as fast as her legs can carry her.
VIKING #6 (O.S.): Hicca, where are you going!
VIKING #7: Come back here!
HICCA: I know. Be right back!
ON THE PLAIN BELOW
The Nadders have cornered the house-full of sheep. They close in, ready to spring upon them. Stoick suddenly appears, HURLING FISHING NETS over them. The surprised Nadders are caught. Stoick and his men rush in. A Nadder blasts a hole through its net. Stoick leaps onto it, clamping his thick arms around its head, forcing its jaws shut.
STOICK: Mind yourselves! The devils still have some juice in them.
"They're not the devils," Hiccup said loudly, his voice suddenly cold and venomous. No ane, not even their hosts, had heard him like this before. "You people are." He clutched Toothless closer to him, as if if he were to let go he would be taken away. Astrid smiled and only leaned closer to him, making him blush.
ON THE PLAIN ABOVE
Hicca reaches a cliff overlooking the smoking CATAPULT and drops the handles to the ground. She cranks several levers, unfolding and then cocking the bowed arms of her contraption. She drops a bola onto a chamber and then pivots the weapon on a gimbal head toward the dark sky. She listens, with her eye pressed to the scope, hand poised on the trigger. She hears the NIGHT FURY approaching... and turns her aim to the defense tower. It closes in for the final strike, completely camouflaged in the night.
HICCA: (TO HIMSELF) Come on. Give me something to shoot at, give me something to shoot at.
KABLAM! The tower topples. The blast of fire illuminates the dragon for a split second. Hicca pulls the trigger. KERTHUNK! The flexed arms SNAP forward, springing the weapon off the ground. The bola disappears into the sky, followed by a WHACK and a SCREECH.
Hiccup looked away, not wanting to see his best friend almost die in his hands. Then again, he would have to look away when he found him in the woods.
"You actually hit it?" Stoick said.
"I 've never lied to you, Hiccup said.
"What about the dragon?"
"I wasn't lying, I was keeping him safe from you."
HICCA (CONT'D): (surprised, then elated) Oh I hit it! Yes, I hit it! Did anybody see that?
Hicca's victory is short-lived. A Monstrous Nightmare appears, slithering up over the lip of the cliff.
HICCA (CONT'D): Except for you.
Astrid shook her head. "How can you be so sarcastic when you're in the face of death?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. I've been close to dying too many times to count."
ON STOICK, holding down the netted Nadders. He hears a familiar HOLLER and looks up to see... HICCA running through the PLAZA, SCREAMING, with the NIGHTMARE fast on her heels. Alarmed, Stoick abandons the Nadders and runs off.
STOICK: (to his men, re: the NADDERS) DO NOT let them escape!
IN THE PLAZA
Vikings scatter as Hicca dodges a near fatal blast. The Nightmare's sticky, Napalm-like fire splashes up onto buildings, setting them alight. Hicca ducks behind the last standing brazier - the only shelter available. The Nightmare blasts it, spraying fire all around him. Hicca peers around the smoldering post. No sign of the Nightmare. She turns back to find it leering at him, blocking her escape. It takes a deep breath. Hicca is finished. Suddenly, Stoick LEAPS between them, tackling the Nightmare to the ground. They tumble and wrestle, resuming their earlier fight. The Nightmare tries to toast him, but only coughs up smoke.
STOICK (CONT'D): You're all out.
He smashes the Nightmare repeatedly in the face, driving it away. It takes to the air and disappears. Winded, Stoick turns to Hiccup.
HICCA (V.O.)
Oh, and there's one more thing you need to know...
"And what would that be?" Merida said, starting to get bored.
The burnt brazier pole collapses, sending the massive iron basket crashing. It bounces down the hill, destroying as it goes and scattering the Vikings who were holding down the netted Nadders. The freed dragons escape... with several sheep in tow.
HICCA: Sorry, dad.
Jack looked up. "Wait a minute, I thought you said he wasn't you're dad."
He shook his head. "Not anymore."
Jack looked at Stoick and glared at him, giving him a 'You-Should-Be-Ashamed-Of-Yourself' look. Zilla did too.
EXT. VILLAGE - UPPER PLAZA - CONTINUOUS
The escaped Nadders fly past with sheep in their clutches. The raid is over. The dragons have clearly won. The murmuring crowd eyes Stoick, awaiting his response.
HICCA: (SHEEPISH) Okay, but I hit a Night Fury.
Stoick grabs Hicca by the back scruff of her collar and hauls her away, fuming with embarrassment.
HICCA (CONT'D): It's not like the last few times, Dad. I mean I really actually hit it. You guys were busy and I had a very clear shot. It went down, just off Raven Point. Let's get a search party out there, before it-
STOICK: -STOP! Just...stop.
He releases Hicca. Everyone goes silent, staring expectantly.
STOICK (CONT'D): Every time you step outside, disaster follows. Can you not see that I have bigger problems? Winter's almost here and I have an entire village to feed!
"If anything, you lot should eat less," Merida said. "Or a least exercise," Jack added.
"Hiccup does seem the most fit, even if he has little physical strength," Rapunzel added. "But to make the cannon, that takes skill. Not many people can do something like that."
Hiccup let smile form on his lips. He wasn't used to compliments people agreeing with him, but he found it kind of nice.
Hicca looks around. All eyes are upon him.
HICCA: Between you and me, the village could do with a little less feeding, don't ya think?
A few rotund Vikings stir self-consciously.
The heroes all laughed, and Anna said, "Well, guess it's a good thing that he's so thin."
"How so?" Elsa asked.
"He's probably faster than most, if not all, the people."
STOICK: This isn't a joke, Hiccup! (EXASPERATED) Why can't you follow the simplest orders?
HICCA: I can't stop myself. I see a dragon and I have to just... kill it, you know? It's who I am, Dad.
"I think it's pretty clear that it's not." Flynn said.
"But she doesn't know that yet," Kristoff painted out.
STOICK: You are many things, Hicca. But a dragon killer is not one of them.
"Idon't understand this," Honey said. "Why are people so keen on wanting others to be like them? Just because you and a lot of other people are into something, that doesn't mean that the people you know will as well, right?"
"Exactly," Aria said. "Like Meridus said, we should create our own path. If you had the chance to change your fate, would you? "
Sting. Hicca looks around to see many nods of agreement.
STOICK (CONT'D): Get back to the house. (TO GOBBER) Make sure she gets there. I have her mess to clean up.
"Her mess?" Jack repeated. "Seriously? Is she the reason dragons raid?
"No, we found out that-
"Say another word, Astrid, and you'll receive a beating that you'll be feeling in Valhalla," Dream warned.
Astrid scoffed. "Is it violence with everything for you?"
"Is it violence with everything for you?" Zilla countered, smirking.
"Nice. Epic Burn!" Dream laughed, giving Zilla a high five.
Stoick lumbers off in the opposite direction. Gobber leads Hicca through the walk of shame. They pass the teen fire brigade as they snicker.
TUFFNUT: Quite the performance.
SNOTLOUT: I've never seen anyone mess up that badly. That helped!
HICCUP: Thank you, thank you. I was trying, so...
Hicca avoids Astrid's glare and heads up toward a large house, standing prominently on the hill above the others.
HICCA (CONT'D): I really did hit one.
GOBBER: Sure, Hicca.
HICCA: He never listens.
GOBBER: Well, it runs in the family.
HICCA: And when he does, it's always with this... disappointed scowl. Like someone skimped on the meat in his sandwich. (MIMICKING STOICK) Excuse me, barmaid. I'm afraid you brought me the wrong offspring. I ordered an extra large boy with beefy arms. Extra guts and glory on the side. This here. This is a talking fish bone.
"The impression is better as a boy," Cobber said, trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work. "Alrightie then."
GOBBER: You're thinking about this all wrong. It's not so much what you look like. It's what's inside that he can't stand.
Beat.
HICCA: Thank you, for summing that up.
They reach the doorway.
GOBBER: Look, the point is, stop trying so hard to be something you're not.
Hicca SIGHS heavily.
HICCA: I just want to be one of you guys.
Gobber eyes him sympathetically. Hicca turns and goes through the front door. And straight out the back door. She hurries off into the woods, determined.
As the next passed, Zilla watched as Phoenix sat down in her seat again after talking to Litwick. Down the ways, their main host sat, his hands clasping his necklace. "What'd he say?"
"Mm?" Phoenix looked over at him and asked, "What did who say?"
"What did Litwick Say about the book about his story? How can we help him?" Then he realized Phoenix had returned empty—handed. "Where is the book, anyway?"
But Phoenix just looked confused. "What are you talking about, what book?"
"Litwick's book," Aria said. "Remember? You found something about Litwick's past and you went to confront him about it?"
"No…" She drew out the 'o' as she spoke. "I never spoke Eo Litwick about anything. What are you guys talking about, are you alright?"
Zilla could sense it. She was actually confused, she didn't know what they were talking about. He looked over at Litwick and saw him with the book. He only saw page before he slipped it under his cloak. A page with the girl with red hair. He had done something to her, to her memories.
He knew Litwick was a kind person, but to go as far as erasing someone's memories to keep a secret? "Oh, Litwick, " he muttered. "What the hell did you do to her?"
"Uh, guys?" Gogo said. "Where's Hiro?"
Chapter 10 Complete! And so How to Train Your Dragon genderbend begins. But what did Litwick do to Phoenix's memories? What is he hiding? Read it, review it, and tell me what you people think. This is just here for people to enjoy. :)