This is a bit of an epilogue. Of course I've decided I'm not going to be straightforward with how things end. Anyways, for any of you who have held on for this long...thank you for being with me for all of this. This is the fan fiction that helped me develop myself into a real writer; you know the type that writes 20 page chapters. This may have been wish-fulfillment on my part, but it was fun for me to write. As an author I've learned that if you give your characters many gifts you also need to make them suffer. It's kind of fun to plant obstacles to be overcome. Any-who...onto the epilogue. I hope you enjoy!

I awoke clutching my toothless plush under my how to train your dragon blanket inside my room. I sat up in bed, confused. I looked around the room, my sister's bed was beside mine and she was sleeping soundly, mouth partly open. I looked at Toothless and I couldn't help but think of Star. I remembered her dry scaly skin as I hugged her goodbye and told her to leave. I remembered Hiccup's warmth as I hugged him in gratitude.

It couldn't have been a dream, I told myself this. I became frantic. I was in the archipelago for at least a month, yet everything seemed normal here. I reached for a calendar; of course I had no way of checking what day it actually was.

I felt my hair; it was as frizzy as ever; as it usually was when I woke up. I looked at my pajamas, they were same I went to sleep in before this all happened…I think. I didn't want to disturb her, but I was desperate. I shook my sister awake.

"Jenna, wake up," I told her. She groggily stirred. "Do you know what day it is?"

"Saturday…I believe…why? Did you forget again?...why do you need to know?"

Why did I ask Jenna? What would she know? I rushed out of my room and headed downstairs.

"Morning Ella," said Dad.

"Morning," I said as I rushed past, forgetting I hadn't actually seen him for a month.

I looked at the calendar, but it still couldn't tell me what day it was.

"Dad, what's today?"

"Saturday," he said.

"Which Saturday?"

"The…18th" he said. "Why do you ask?"

I remembered now, the 17th of the month was when I made the wish. No time had passed here.

"It couldn't have been a dream," I said. "It felt so real."

"You must have had some dream," said Dad. I went back to my room, feeling a little disappointed. Of course, Jenna was there with me; surely she would remember.

"Jenna, we're back," I said elated as I came into the room.

"Back from where?" said Jenna. Maybe she was disoriented.

"You know…the archipelago…How to train your dragon?"

"You must've had some dream," she said. "Tell me about it."

"N-no, it wasn't a dream! I actually did fly on dragons with you. You were there, and you were mad I wished you there against your will."

"Why would I be mad? It sounds like fun."

"Not when we're being hunted by Outcasts."

"That would not be fun." She then started awake. "Why were we being hunted by Outcasts in your dream?"

"Well…we could see things…like visions, and…things came easily to us, so they wanted us to help them against the riders and Berk." The more I spoke, the more my experience sounded like a dream.

"Ahh," said Jenna. She really didn't remember. "I think your mind is compensating with the fact you will never see the live spectacular."

"Viola," I prodded. "You remember her right."

"Elle, it was a dream, I wasn't actually there." I fell onto my butt.

"It felt so real though," I said.

"Sometimes dreams feel real," said Jenna.

"No!" My voice was rising. "I remember how the scales felt; I can't just conjure up that feeling. I remember eating the raw fish covered in dragon bile, and how gross it was. I remember falling asleep and waking back up, again and again. I can't dream that stuff."

"Remember that dream you had where you woke up twice in it; I believe this stuff can be conjured up."

"You don't dream waking up thirty times in a row."

"Wow," said Jenna. "I understand how you believe it was real."

"It wasn't a dream," I said defeated.

"Say it all you want Elle, the point is you're here now and you've had a full night's sleep."

My sister didn't remember anything, and many things during the trip were too good to be true. Maybe it was a dream, a dream a little outcast kid conjured up to feel true happiness. I didn't want it to be, but it was the most likely outcome. So I gave up.

My parents were not taking me to the live spectacular, no matter how much I wished for it. At least I had all my other merch. I played my games.

"So what dragon did I ride in your dream," asked Jenna.

"A Nadder," I said.

"That's okay I guess; boy? Girl? Colour?"

"It was a girl, pink, named Viola."

"Weird name choice."

"It was her name; we could talk to dragons."

"Wow you gave us everything, didn't you?"

"I reasoned in the dream it was because we could understand Toothless in the movie."

"Fair enough."

I watched the movie again.

"So what dragon did you ride?"

"I rode a night fury."

"So you were basically Hiccup in the dream and I was Astrid."

"It was a girl named Star, she was fully able and I could talk to her."

"So not exactly the same."

I also watched every episode I had again.

"Did we actually fight anyone in your dream or did we only run away?"

"We ended up battling the outcasts by the end of it. We won."

"Of course we did." Jenna said that as if being a dream we were bound to win. Most dreams I have are not like that. Most are a draw or we end up losing. It was certainly a good dream this time.

I ate up most of my day doing that. When I went to bed in the evening I still had pent up energy from marathoning my favorite franchise again. As I plopped onto bed in my pajamas like a starfish, I felt this weird lump under my pillow. I reached underneath to investigate. I pulled out something that made my heart skip a beat.

In my hands I held…the compass watch. The one I made on Berk.

I just sat there, watch in my hands, frozen stiff for several minutes. I wanted to cry, out of joy, sadness, relief…something. My eyes welled up, and a huge grin entered my face. I started to quietly laugh. I hugged the watch to my chest, giggling and grinning ecstatically. Then I was confused.

Watching the show again, I wasn't even hinted at being involved in it at all. Also, if Jenna really was there with me, how come she didn't remember? I remember that I wished that I would remember that experience. Did she wish to forget? Or did she forget to wish to remember. I think anyone would be able to remember what we went through.

I wondered if showing my sister the compass watch would jolt her memory of what happened to us, or is she doomed to never remember again. Either way, I would be showing it to her to try.

My sister came in from brushing her teeth.

"Doesn't seem like mom and dad are changing their minds anytime soon," she commented. She flopped onto her bed. "Sorry for you missing out, Elle."

"It's okay," I said, huge grin on my face.

"Really," said Jenna surprised. "You're the biggest How to train your dragon fan I know of. You kept going on and on about how you wanted to see it; about how you really wanted to experience the world of dragons."

"You know," I said, looking out towards the window. "I think I already have."

THAT IS IT! I AM DONE! started in the middle of high school and ended at the end of university, started in the middle of Riders of Berk and ended after movie 3 and homecoming are released. This had been a wild ride. I still love this series, and I will continue to love it. I hope you all feel the same. If you've come to love me, you can check out some of my other work I've published, on fanfiction, or on fictionpress (I'm Foxtail5). Have a wonderful life everyone and I hope you enjoy my other works if you choose to read them!

-Admiringroseblossom11