Long-time no see peoples. So anyway I have taken this test thing about how you can tell if your OC is a Mary-sue or Garry-stew and it turns out that I could have a slight Mary-sue problem on my hands, so I have made a few decisions about how to fix that. Anyway about this chapter, since no likes me and they don't review, I'm winging it. I OWN NOTHING.


Chapter 11


Sky felt something softly nudge against her as she tried to sleep. She groaned with a mix of annoyance and sleepiness. The nudges began to be more forceful until she finally fell of the bed. She got up angrily; her hair flying out in a messy fashion adding a look of insanity about her.

'What the hel,' she growled out. Her eyes darted around everywhere until they rested firmly on Toothless. The dragon didn't show any sign that her was afraid of her anger.

'Good morning there,' he chimed. 'Here I was, about to go into the spare room to have a nap as it's the warmest in this house, when I see a lump on the bed. It turns out it's the early riser, sleeping in until her hearts content.' Sky became much more alerted by this, she had slept in.

'Oh no, I said I'd take the training class today for the others.' She hit her palm to her forehead.

'Well if I were you, I'd-,' before he could finish his sentence Sky was running out of the room trying to do several things at once. He rolled his big eyes and jumped onto the bed to have his nap.


Sky was racing through the village with one shoe on, the other in her hand, a brush firmly lodged in her giant knot of hair and calling out good mornings to anyone who said so first. She had always been like this; in fact she was surprised it had taken this long for what she called the Sky effect to kick in. She was always late for things and normally didn't know what she was saying at times. She had reached the arena just as some of the last kids came in. She skidded to a halt in front of them out of breath and holding her side.

'Kids sorry dragon late class to I'm,' she huffed out in one deep exhale.

'Wow, you look terrible,' the girl from the last class she had taught called out.

'Thank you very much for pointing that out. Anyway, last time I didn't really catch your names, so before we do anything else let's start with that, I'm Sky,' She said as she struggled to put her shoe on.

'Well, I'm Amma,' said the bossy little girl. I larger boy stepped in front, pushing he behind.

'I'm Drengi.'

'My name's Sissa,' a shy voice of a small blonde called out.

'Nauma,' a tall girl said, bringing the boy that stood in front before down to the dirt with a swift move from her hand.

'Einarr.' Another boy called out.

'I am Vragi,' a good looking boy said as he walked up and kissed her hand slightly. She removed it quiet fast and shook her head violently. Two girls that could only be identical twins arm in arm walked up to the front.

'I'm Halla,' one of the girls said.

'And I'm Hallbera,' the other informed.

'OK, intro out of the way, now you all remember what I taught you last time right, so go ahead and if you need help ask someone who can, or me,' she said with a laugh, the silence that followed told her that they weren't ready for her humour. She flicked her hands in front of her as a gesture for them to go. The two girls arm in arm still stood in front of her, their eyes scanning over her curiously; it creeped her out immensely.

'We can do your hair for if you like?' The two said in unison, 'we flew last time you taught the class.' She gave the two a curt nod and sat down for them; expertly, they took the brush from her hair without yanking it out and began to brush; Sky just gave a sigh.


'So, son, how is that new girl going then?' Stoick asked his son as they sat down in the hall.

'Oh, great, the kids really seem to like her teaching style, very Viking like,' the teen responded. This earned an interested look from his father.

'What is it?'

'Well: it's get on the dragon after you let know it can trust you and fly.' This earned a laugh from the man.

'Ah, she seems like a strange one doesn't she?'

'Yeah do you think we can trust her though? I mean it seems like it and all, but we can't be sure.' Stoick sighed.

'I know what you mean son, but I think we can. She says she's from Shore and her mother was the chief. Her mother was a great leader; Thorn the Shredder; never backed out on her word. Her daughter will be just like that, too,' Stoick informed his son.

'Just because you're someone's son or daughter doesn't make them the same as each other,' Hiccup said in rather annoyed voice. He proceeded to leave. Sky walked into the hall as Hiccup stormed out. She had a confused look plastered on her face as she sat opposite the large man.

'What's been going on around here then?'

'Nothing that concerns you too much my girl,' he informed her. 'So I heard you've been teaching some of the littlies.'

'Huh yeah, some of those kids are very strange, one tried to hit on me… I think. And those twins are really creepy; they brushed my hair as well.' Stoick just laughed. 'So, what's wrong with you and Hiccup?'

'Uh, he's been acting strange lately, every time I mention something about being chief he acts all strange and gets angry.'

'Well what did you say to make him walk off just now?' she half scoffed.

'We were talking about you actually, I said that if you were like your mother I was sure we can trust you, and then he said that just because you're someone's child doesn't mean you're the same as them.' There was a pause as Sky thought about what Stoic had told her.

'Well, as being the child of a once chief I think I can make the fair assumption that he is worried that people will assume he is like you and will be forlornly disappointed when they find out that he is the latter of such.' She said in a matter-of-fact tone. This earned her a bewildered look from the older man which she replied to with a palm to her face. Why did no one here get her? 'That means I guess he doesn't want to have people think he's like you and be disappointed that he's so…'

'Hiccup?' Stoick finished with a nod from the girl.

'Just tell him it's OK. He's his own person. The very person who taught Vikings of this place that dragons are friends and will teach many more places soon enough. He doesn't have to be a classic Viking to be considered one. He's brave enough after what he did.' She saw the large man with a small piece of paper and charcoal. 'What are you doing?'

'Writing this down, this is gold!' She sighed and left.


That night at the house, the men were sitting together while Sky had left to feed the dragons for them, as a gesture of thanks "for letting her crash" as she put it. Stoick looked down at the piece of paper preparing the big speech he had planned.

'Uh, son, can I have a word with you?' Hiccup nodded his allowance. 'Well, son I know why you had gotten a bit…defensive today; and it's alright, I understand. I just want you to know that people won't think any less of you because you're not like me. In fact they might even respect you more for you've done with dragons and all. You did what no one had even dreamed for doing for hundreds of years; you taught us that dragons were not needed to be fought against and you will teach many more that. You may not be a classic Viking, but you don't have to be. You've been braver than any other Viking I've ever known, and I'm proud of you.' His son looked at him blankly for a moment.

'Who told you that?' he asked simply.

'Sky did. But I did have to think how I would say it to you.' Hiccup just sighed and smiled as he stood up.

'Well, thanks anyway Dad. It means a lot to me, even if you did just think how you would say it to me.' He left the man alone.

Sky, how had been standing in the shadows for the little speech walked up to him.

'I didn't mean use it practically word for word,' she said, annoyed and stomped off. The man just sighed, he couldn't win everybody over.


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