Hi guys. Just a quick note before I start. Here in the Shenanigans universe, there are some differences between this and canon, especially the dragons. I'm going to lay down who the dragons are and etc. Remember, this only applies to my story. Don't like it, tough luck.
Toothless: Male, Night Fury, Hiccup's dragon
Stormfly: Female, Deadly Nadder, Astrid's dragon
Fireworm: Male, Monstrous Nightmare, Snotlout's dragon
Meatlug: Male, Gronkle, Fishlegs' dragon
Barf & Belch: Genderless (I will refer to both heads as it) Hideous Zippleback, Tuffnut and Ruffnut's dragon.
Since there will be no Human dialogue in this chapter, dragon dialogue will not be italicized.
The island was now full of dragons. And as with a large population of any species, there were many babies. Now, the humans of Berk couldn't just let these young dragons roam free. That's when a few more experienced dragons were volunteered to watch over and teach these hatchlings.
Barf & Belch
"So children," Barf swooped its head down to eye level of the dozen or so young dragons. "What do you want to do today?" The babies just stared up at the twin heads with wide, fascinated eyes. "Well?"
"They're babies Barf, they don't know how to speak." Belch stated. "They hatched what, last month? They still got a lot of learning to do."
The babies crawled around on the stone floor of the academy, unable to fly at such a young age. A green Nadder sneezed, firing a small flame at a brown sleeping Gronkle, who lazily looked over at the Nadder before returning to its nap.
"Maybe we should teach them," Barf said excitedly, sparks crackling in its mouth.
"Such as?" Belch looked at it's twin.
"How to fly!" Barf scooped up a Nightmare and tossed it into the air. The Nightmare giggled as it flew upwards.
"No!" Belch reached out and caught the giggling Nightmare before it splattered on the stone. The Nightmare rolled out of Belch's claws and crawled over to its companions, chirping excitedly in baby speak.
Suddenly, all the babies- minus the napping Gronkle- crowded around Barf and Belch. The Nightmare hopped on the spot and smiled.
"I hate you," Belch said to its twin as it scooped up the babies and tossed them into the air.
Meatlug
Meatlug dragged a wicker basket into the academy. "Alright kids," Meatlug announced to the babies. "It's time to learn," He tipped the basket over and the slimy contents spilled out. "How to eat fish!"
Meatlug demonstrated by eating a single cod. He demonstrated once more by eating a salmon. Then a couple more cod, and a bass or too.
"Well guys?" Meatlug back away from the half eaten pile, "Dig in!" The babies swarmed the pile, tearing apart every fish.
A Nadder and Nightmare both grabbed onto the same fish and began having a tug-o-war over who would get it.
"Now kids," Meatlug intervened, "You need to learn the value of sharing." He lowered his head and bit into the fish, taking out most of the body. "There! Now you get some, and you get some, and I get some!" Meatlug beamed at the babies.
There was a cry from another baby dragon as it scrambled away from the pile of fish. All the babies followed suit, hiding behind the massive form of Meatlug, chirping and squawking in fear..
"What guys? What's wro-" Meatlug spotted in the pile. It was unmistakable. "EEL!" Meatlug screamed and started running around the arena, trying to avoid the immobile eel. "HERE! TAKE THE CHILDREN! JUST DON'T TAKE ME!"Meatlug ran out of the arena, locking the gate behind him. "FORGIVE ME!" He yelled at the babies crowding at the gate as he flew away.
Fireworm
"All right kiddos, time to learn the greatest weapon the dragon has," Fireworm bared his teeth and felt the fire bubble from the back of his throat. "Fire." The flames spilled out and spread all over his crimson body.
The babies watched with pure amazement at the flames covering Fireworm. They chirped excitedly, hopping around and trying to breathe fire on each other. A few managed to exhale some smoke and a few embers.
"Hmm," Fireworm watched calmly as the babies attacked each other. "I was able to breathe fire at your guys' age..." He thought to himself as a pair of Nadders launched an assault of sparks on a Nightmare. "I got it!" Fireworm rounded up all the children with his massive wingspan. He packed them close together and let out a stream of fire. The fire engulfed the giggling children, who squawked with pleasure from the warm flames.
A Gronkle inhaled the flames and spit out a fireball, grinning with joy. Its companions followed suit, soon there were tiny fireballs flying all over the arena.
Stormfly
It was total chaos, children were tackling each other, flying around, and blasting everything with fire.
"Children, please stop!" Stormfly said to no avail. "CHILDREN STOP!" All the children froze, well in the fliers' cases, crashed into the wall. "Come here now!" Stormfly stomped her foot. The babies quickly scrambled in front of her. "Alright now it's nap time okay?" This resulted in a cacophony of chirps of disagreement to emanate from the children.
A Gronkle stepped forward and looked up at Stormfly with wide, brown, innocent eyes. Can we please keep playing? Stormfly looked down at it, trying to resist. "Must, say no, must, resist cuteness!" The Nadder opened her mouth to allow the children to play, but her mind took control at the last minute.
"NO!" Stormfly barked. "Nap time, NOW!" Together, the babies huddled together and fell into slumber, albeit unwillingly.
"Good babies." Stormfly smiled to herself.
Toothless
Toothless woke from his nap. He yawned and stretched. He looked around, finding no babies and an open gate.
Oh shit.
Toothless ran out the arena and toward the village. He had to find the babies before anyone found out. Toothless grabbed a small basket with his mouth threw his head around, looking for the babies.
There was one! Toothless ran and scooped a Gronkle up with the basket, the Gronkle chirping in protest. Toothless ran around the village, scooping up the babies before they could do too much harm.
One Gronkle was chewing on the horn of the helmet. A Nadder was wearing a helmet and almost blindly fell into a pile of weapons. A pair of Nightmares almost lit a stack of hay on fire. Another Nadder was riding on the back of the blissfully unaware Steve the sheep.
Toothless did a quick head count of the squirming pile of baby dragons in his basket. He was missing one! His eyes scanned the village in front of him, and his jaw dropped in fear. Toothless watched as Stoick the Vast ascended the steps to the Mead Hall, an unmistakable Nightmares slowly scaling his back.
Well there you have it!
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On a side note, I have an extra special Halloween (October 31st) chapter planned.
