"Hello everyone! The story you're about to read is basically the movie of Disney's The Hunchback of Notre Dame" said Amaya "As you can tell from the summary, Jack, Merida, Rapunzel, and Hiccup will be in this story as extra characters and of course they'll be more"
"So what made you come up with this idea?"
Amaya jump from surprise at seeing Jack Frost was floating right next to her "W-Well it was because of Kingdom Hearts: Dream drop distance, it was so cool how Riku and Sora were part of the story of THBOND. And then I got the idea of writing a story with you the Big Four part of the plot"
Jack then gave a smirked "I see. Well this could be interesting and fun"
"I know. Now no more fooling around, go get into your costume! The story is about to begin" ordered Amaya.
"Ok, ok. No need to get all bossy" said Jack as he went to get his costume.
"Merida you're ready?!" yelled Amaya.
"Dae Ah really have tae wear this?!" yelled back Merida.
"Yes cause it's my story! And I worked really hard into making it and describing it" yelled Amaya.
"Fine! But can ye give me a hand in putting this thing on!"
Amaya sigh, then look to her friend Yuki and Hiccup "Miyuki. Hiccup. Can you guys continue with the rest?"
Miyuki gave a nod "Sure"
"No problem" said Hiccup.
"Thanks" said Amaya.
Miyuki took a deep breath and began to speak "Amaya-chan07 does not own The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Rotg, Brave, Tangled, and HTTYD collection. This story is only for fun and the love for Fanfictions".
"She also gives THANKS to her friend Miyuki for helping her edit this story" said Hiccup
This "Hello" means they are talking, and this 'Hello' mean they are thinking
"Enjoy the show"
Chapter 1: Bells of Notre dame
The sun was shining bright throughout the city of Paris, bringing another great morning like any other to the the people who reside in it. In the streets of Paris one particular small girl was enjoying this bright new day by going for a stroll. She was no older than 10 years old, had long brown hair, fair skin and a beauty mark on the bottom of her right eye. She was wearing a brown dress with a red apron and shoes. During the walk she suddenly heard a loud sound that no matter where you were in the city, it could be heard from all over. She looks up over the houses and sees Notre Dame, where the clamorous sounds were coming from the Bell tower. The girl then notice a puppet show stand, her brown eyes recognizes who it belongs to and quickly made way towards the cart.
"Morning in Paris the city awakes to the Bells of Notre Dame
The Fisherman fishes, the Baker man bakes to the Bells of Notre Dame
To the big bells as loud as the thunder, to the little bells soft as a psalm
And some say the Soul of the City's the Toll of the Bells…
The Bells of Notre Dame"
The person who sang was a Gypsy man by the name of Clopin Trouillefou. He is tan-skinned with medium length black hair, a long nose and beard. His clothes were a jester-like costume with a hat and a fuchsia mask across his eyes. He had a smile on his face from seeing the Parisian children that were gathering to see another one of his puppet shows, then his eyes landed on a certain brown hair girl that he recognized "Bonjour Emma. How are you in this fine morning?"
The girl known as Emma smiled back at him "Bonjour Clopin. I'm doing fine. How are you today?"
"I am well madam, thank you" said Clopin, as he bowed to her as if she was a princess.
Emma gave a small laugh at the gypsy man's silly antics "Have you seen my brother around here?"
"No I have not seen him. But you know how he is" replied Clopin, then made a wink "You never know when he will show up".
"That's true" said Emma.
The sound of the bells caught their attention once more and thanks to that Clopin thought of the perfect story to tell the children "Listen, they're beautiful, no? So many colors of sounds, so many changing moods. Because, you know, they do not ring all by themselves" he says to the children as they look at him with curiosity, then he raise his right hand showing a mini puppet of himself.
"They don't?!" said the puppet.
"No, you silly boy. Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower, lives the mysterious bell ringer" answered Clopin looking up at the bell tower "Who is this creature?"
"Who?" The Puppet asked.
"What is he?"
"What?"
"How did he come to be there?"
"How?"
"Hush!" Clopin hit his mini self-puppet with a stick. "Ohhh..."
The children laughed, save for Emma who was caught up to what gypsy man said about the Bell tower having a bell ringer. The girl always thought that the bells ring by themselves by some sort of contraption, so this is the first time she ever heard that a person actually rang the Bells of Notre Dame.
Clopin's expression turned serious as he look at the children made made his voice sound lower with horror "Clopin will tell you. It is a tale, a tale of a man... And a monster!"
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The Gypsy man began telling the story, it all took place years ago on a winter night where a group of gypsies were on a boat that was streaming down the Seine river. On the boat were three gypsy men, and one gypsy woman holding a baby who was crying loud.
"Dark was the night when our tale was begun on the docks near Notre Dame"
"Shut it up, will you!" said the Gypsy man close to the women.
"We'll be spotted!" said the other Gypsy man.
"Hush, little one!" whispered the Gypsy woman trying to keep the baby from crying.
"Four frightened gypsies slid silently under the docks near Notre Dame"
They arrived at their destination which was the city, the gypsies got out of the boat and the boatman who brought them held his hand out "Four gilders for safe passage into Paris" he said.
Suddenly an arrow hit the staff of the boatman, the group turn with shock faces as the guards of the city surround them and with their weapons pointing at them, making sure that they wouldn't escape. Then the Gypsies became more frighten when they see the one in charge riding on a black horse, whose name was well known to all the people inside and outside of Paris.
"But a trap had been laid for the gypsies and they gazed up in fear and alarm"
"At a figure whose clutches were iron as much as the Bells…"
"Judge Claude Frollo!" said the Gypsy man with fear.
"The Bells of Notre Dame"
"Judge Claude Frollo longed to purge the world of Vice and Sin"
Frollo looked towards the Gypsies with much hate and disgust by just seeing their presence. The Gypsy man held the Gypsy woman close to him but was pulled away from her by the guards, who cuffed him and the other two Gypsies and boatman, and they took them away.
"And he saw corruption everywhere except within"
"Bring these gypsy vermin to the Palace of Justice" commanded Frollo.
One of the guards notice that the Gypsy women was holding something and got suspicious "You there! What are you hiding!?" He tried to grab it, but the Gypsy woman kept her baby away from the guard.
"Stolen goods, no doubt. Take them from her" ordered Frollo.
"She ran!"
The Gypsy woman held her baby tightly to her chest, as she quickly ran from the person pursuing her. Judge Frollo was chasing the woman on his horse not intending for her to escape from him. As she kept going her eyes caught sigh of metal bars and quickly jump over them and kept running forward, making Frollo unable from going after her.
The Gypsy woman was able to reach her destination, which was the great cathedral of Notre Dame, the moment she stood in front of the giant doors she pounds on them franticly. "Sanctuary! Please give us Sanctuary!" She yelled, begging and hoping someone would hear her cry of help. But then she heard the sound of a horse and turns to see Judge Frollo coming right towards her. The Gypsy woman tried to run away but Frollo was able to catch up to her on the steps of the cathedral.
Frollo grabs the thing she was holding but the gypsy woman wouldn't let go, he then kicks her and was able to snatch it from her arms. However the action cause the gypsy women to fall back and her head made a direct contact with the stone steps, and was killed in the process.
The Judge watch the lifeless body without so much as a hint of remorse, until the thing in his arms started to move and cried out, making him confuse to what he's holding "A baby?"
When Frollo uncovers the blanket to gaze at the infant, he gasped in horror to what he saw "A monster!"
He looks around trying to find a way to dispose of the ghastly creature then sees a Well and rides over to it. He lifts the baby up and was about to drop it until...
"STOP!"
"Cried the Archdeacon" said Clopin.
"This is an unholy demon. I'm sending it back to hell, where it belongs!" told Frollo hanging the infant above the Well.
"See there the innocent blood you have spilt on the steps of Notre Dame" sang the Archdeacon as he held the poor Gypsy woman in his arms.
"I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued" stated Frollo as he retracted the infant and rode towards the Archdeacon.
"Now you would add this child's blood to your guilt on the steps of Notre Dame" the Archdeacon sang.
"My conscience is clear!" Frollo argued.
"You can lie to yourself and your minions, you can claim that you haven't a QUALM
But you never can run from, nor hide what you've done from the EYES…"
The Archdeacon pointed behind the Judge making him look at the many statues of Notre dame. Each one of them looking at him as if the statues are witnesses to the crime that he has committed.
"The very Eyes of Notre Dame!"
"And for one time in his life of power and control"
Frollo gaze at all the status with wide frighten eyes, all of the stone figures made him feel nervous and afraid, for they saw the sin that he himself has made. Then his eyes widen even more when they landed on the statue of a crowned woman holding her baby.
"Frollo felt a twinge of fear for his immortal soul"
"What must I do?" asked Frollo wanting to repent for what he has done.
"Care for the child, raise it as your own" answered the Archdeacon as he stood up and carried the lifeless gypsy woman in his arms.
Frollo was not pleased by the answer "What?! I'm to be saddled with this misshapen-" he stopped in mid-sentence as he thought over it and came to a decision "Very well. But let him live with you, in your church"
"Live here? Where?" wondered the Archdeacon.
"Anywhere" said Frollo as he raise his head up towards Notre Dame and sang "Just so he's kept locked away where no one else can see".
Then the Judge knew the right place where the child could stay "The bell tower, perhaps. And who knows? Our Lord works in mysterious ways" he says, then looks at the baby with a malicious smile.
"Even this foul creature may yet prove one day to be...
Of use to ME"
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We returned to the present day in the Puppet show where the children stare at the Gypsy man with much anticipation to how the story ends "And Frollo gave the child a cruel name. A name that means half-formed... Quasimodo!" said Clopin as he continue singing.
"Now here is a riddle to guess if you can sing the bells of Notre Dame
Who is the Monster and who is the Man?"
Then right on time with his show the bells started to ring again in tempo with Gypsy man's singing.
"Sing the Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells
BELLS OF NOTRE DAME!"
With that the story has ended and the bells stopped ringing, and the children clapped for the great show. Clopin bowed and thanked his small audience, the Parisian children gave only one single coin and then all left to go and play. Emma was still looking at the bell tower, still fascinated with the story of the mysterious bell ringer as she began to wonder if it was all true.
"The story is true" said Clopin, as if he read her mind.
Emma looks at him with a confuse expression, she always wonder how he sometimes knows what she's thinking "Has anyone ever seen him? The Bell ringer?"
"Some people say they have seen him, some say they never seen him" responded Clopin "Which is why is a mystery to some of us"
"Have you seen him?" She asked.
"Sadly no, I have never seen him. But I know that he's in that bell tower"
Emma tilted her head "But how do you really know if he's really there if you never seen him?"
Clopin made an sly smirk "I have my ways of knowing the hidden secrets of this city"
Emma felt a bit creep out from the way he said that, but knew that Clopin was a man full of mysteries that you woulnd't want to mess with, at least that's what her brother tells her.
Clopin started to pack up his stuff "Well I better be off and prepare for the Festival of Fools. Will you be attending it this year?"
Emma nodded "Yep. And it'll be my first time too".
"Then I'll see you and your Brother at the festival".
"Yep" said Emma as she walk away from the cart and waved "See you soon Clopin".
Clopin waved back "See you soon, my sweet friend!"
Emma began wandering around the city looking for any signs of her big brother, but after 10 minutes of searching she couldn't find him anywhere. The girl even asked some of the people she knew but unfortunately they haven't seen him either. Emma was just about to give up and spoke her thoughts out loud "Maybe I can ask Hiccup?"
"Ask Hiccup what?"
Emma was startled and quickly turned around to the person who spoke, he was a tall boy in his late teens with fair skin and white snow hair, which to some people was unnatural, and his eyes were a deep blue that look mysterious. His name was Jackson Overland, and he was the girl's older brother. He was wearing a white V-neck shirt, with long sleeve and brown trousers that had strings wrap around both knees down. On his left ear was a small hoop gold earring, a black sarong around his waist and tied around his right arm was a pink headband that was supposed to be on his head. And instead of wearing shoes he was completely barefoot.
Emma glared at him and yelled "Jackson Overland! Stop doing that!"
"Stop doing what?" He asked acting all innocent.
"Stop sneaking around and show up out of nowhere like a ghost!" She told.
"Where's the fun in that?" Jack responds with his signature smirk.
Emma pouted and Jack simply laugh and ruffled her hair. She pulls his hand away and place her hands on her waits "I was looking everywhere for you. Where have you been?"
"I was helping the others getting the Festival of Fools ready" Jack answered "Every year I have to come and go to get the things they need to set up the whole thing"
"Makes sense. You are really fast"
"Trust me, is not as easy as you think" said Jack moving his shoulder to massage it, from all the heavy things he had to carry.
"Are you going to perform at the Festival this year with Esmeralda?"
"You bet I am" smiled Jack "This year the festival will be better than the last"
Emma started jumping from excitement "I can't wait to see you guys perform!"
"Yeah about that… Maybe you shouldn't go to the festival year?"
When Emma heard what her brother said, she stop jumping and looked at him with a sad expression "But Jack you promise that I could go to the festival this year! And there is nothing you can say to me that will make me NOT to go again" She whined. Jack had convince her not to go to the festival last year, and the year before and the year before that, basically ever since she was 5. She was not going to wait another year for the Festival of Fools just because of him being so over protective.
Jack made a sigh and ran his hand through his white hair "I know. I know. I'm just a little worried that you might get hurt or something bad happening"
"Hurt? Jack it's just a festival"
"It's not just any festival Emma. It's the Festival of Fools" Jack gave his sister a serious look "A lot of things could happen and nobody will do anything to help. What is someone steals your apron?"
Emma rolled her eyes for that ridiculous idea "Seriously Jack? Who would want my apron?"
"You mean this apron?" Jack raise his right hand and showed the apron.
Emma's eyes widen with surprise, then look down to where her apron was supposed to be, but her brother snatch it right under her nose "Jack! Give it back!" She tried to get her apron back from him, but he kept it away from her reach out of fun.
"You got to be quicker than that" laughed Jack.
After a minute of playing with her Jack gave the apron back to her, Emma was about to say something until her eyes caught sight at two guards coming towards them and her expression change to fear in an instant. When Jack notice the scared look on his little sister's face, he turns around and glares at the two approaching soldiers.
One was tall and slender man with brown mustache, and the other was short and obese man with a shaven face. When they stood before the two siblings, the soldier with the shaven face glared at the gypsy boy, while the other soldier with the mustache looked at the little girl, making her feel more scared.
"Is this Gypsy bothering you little girl?" asked the tall, slender soldier Rick.
Emma shakes her head "N-No he was j-just playing with me"
The soldier Rick raise his right eye brow "Really?"
"Y-Yes! He is m-my friend" said Emma.
"You shouldn't be friends with a Gypsy little girl" spoke the other shaven face soldier Brutus "They're nothing but trouble"
"And what gives you the right to tell her that" spoke Jack trying to look intimidating while shielding his sister "You're not her father, so I don't see any reason why she should listen to you fatty"
"What did you call me?" Brutus asked as he starting to get angry.
"Oh I'm sorry. Did you not hear me? Should I say it slowly so even a guy like you would understand?"
"Why you-"
"That's enough!" said Rick placing his han on his partner shoulder "You're coming with us to the Palace of Justice"
Emma's eyes went wide and quickly grab her brother's shirt tight, feeling panic that the two men would take him away. Jack's face didn't show any signs of worry or fear for what the guard said and simply folded his arms "Oh really? For what reason?"
"We have a witness saying that you stole money from him"
"Is this witness real or are you metal heads just making an excuse to take me in" Jack remarked.
"What did you say?!" growled Brutus.
"I think you know exactly what I said. Now why don't you guys go back doing whatever it is you do and we'll be on our way" Jack and Emma were about to walk around them but the two guards blocked their way.
"You're not going anywhere freak" spoke Brutus as he pull out a small dagger "Now come with us quietly or we'll make you"
Jack and the soldiers glared at each other for a few seconds until he made a big sigh in defeat "Fine. You guys win. Take me in" he said with his head down and both hands held out so that they could cuff him.
The two men were caught surprise that gypsy boy was corroborating and Emma stare at her brother as if he lost his mind. Just when Rick was going to cuff him, in a flash Jack lifted his head, gave them his signature smirk, then brought his hand to his mouth and blew on them, sending a puff of white smoke at the guards who started coughing and couldn't see a thing.
"Hold on!" Jack swiftly carried his sister in princess style and started running away.
"He's getting away! After him!" yelled Rick as he and Brutus began chasing after them.
Both guards chase after the gypsy boy as fast as they could, but Jack was doing a good job dodging the other people in the street with his quick reflexes and was going faster. Even with carrying his sister the adolescent boy had no problem running, as for the soldiers they weren't doing so well, in fact they still couldn't catch up to him.
The people who saw the chase recognize who the gypsy boy is, some called him the White Gypsy because of his fair skin, some call him the White Hair Demon because of his unnatural white hair. Jack however wanted to be called Jack Frost, like the winter spirit, since he didn't mind the cold so much and always appeared out of nowhere like a spirit, but no matter how much he tries no one really does call him that. Jack turned his head and saw that the two soldiers were not behind him 'Did I lost them already?'
When Jack made a turn he saw the fat soldier in front of him and looks behind to see the mustache soldier catching up.
Emma looked worried that they might get caught "Jack?"
Jack gave her a reassure smile "Don't worry. I got this" He goes left and kept running straight ahead with both soldiers still behind him. He turned another left and ran down an alley, and then made a right that lead behind the houses. The two soldiers followed him and when they turn right they were met at a dead end. The White Gypsy boy and the little girl were nowhere in sight, all they saw was just a tall brick wall.
"Where did he go?!" yelled Brutus feeling frustrated "How did he escape from here?!"
"He's well known to disappear like a ghost" said Rick placing his hand on his partner shoulder "He can't hide for long. He'll show up eventually. Let's head back"
As both guards left wondering how the gypsy boy escaped, little did they know that he was right above their heads. Jack was on the roof of a house hiding behind the chimney, trying not to laugh out loud at the two men for not being smart enough to find him "What kind of training do they go through if they can't even catch me'. Once Jack saw the soldiers were out of sight, he sat on the roof and put his sister next to him "Wasn't that fun?"
"Fun?! That was NOT fun!" Emma yelled "We could have been caught!"
"But we didn't get caught"
"But we could have!"
"But we didn't"
"But we could have!"
"But again, we didn't"
Brother and sister stared at each other but then started laughing as they recall their little chase, Emma didn't want to admit it but she did had a little fun, which is why she won't tell Jack cause then she'll never hear the end of it. When she stopped laughing she looked at him with a worry expression "Why did they think you were stealing?"
"Because I'm a gypsy" answered Jack.
"That's not even a reason" she said.
"It is to them"
Emma pouted "Then they're idiots"
"Can't argue with that" said Jack "Do you believe that I was stealing?"
"You wouldn't steal unless it was for a good reason"
Jack smirked at her "You know me so well".
Emma smirked back at him "I am your sister".
"No kidding" said Jack as he ruffled Emma's hair "Anyways to answer your question. I was simply taking back what was mine"
"What happen?" she asked.
"Long story short, I was performing, got some money but then these guys trip me making me drop what I earned and they took it. So I left them without their pants, which was hilarious I might add" laughed Jack and so did Emma "After that I took back my money. And I guess from what the guards said, those guys must have said that I "stole" from them"
"Why didn't you just tell the guards the truth?"
"Even if I did, they will never believe a word from a Gypsy" replied Jack with bitterness.
"Gypsy or not… I still believe you" said Emma.
Jack's negative emotions were replace by happiness from his little sister's honest words "And that's why you're my favorite sister" he said ruffling her hair again.
Emma laughed "I'm your only sister!"
"All the more reason why you're my favorite"
"Jack you're silly!"
"You just realize that now?"
Emma stuck her tongue out and Jack did the same, and then they both ended up laughing again. After they stopped, both siblings watched the nice view they had from the roof, they could see the beautiful sky, the many houses before them, the people going about their day, and of course Notre Dame herself.
"So were you doing anything else? Besides looking for me" Jack asked.
"While I was looking for you I ran into Clopin, and watch one of his puppet shows" replied Emma.
"Oh really?" Jack raised a his eye brow "What was it this time? Was he beating his mini puppet of himself again?"
Emma nodded "Yes. And he was telling us the story of the bell ringer of Notre Dame"
Jack looked at his little sister with a confuse expression "Bell ringer? What bell ringer?"
"The bell ringer of Notre Dame" replied Emma.
"Wait? You mean someone actually rings those huge bells? Is not a contraption that makes them ring by themselves?" He asked.
Emma shakes her head and starts telling her big brother the story that she heard from Clopin. Jack listened closely as he was very intrigue by the tale, and was asking himself why he hadn't heard about it before, and why Clopin didn't tell him either.
"… Then the Archdeacon told Judged Frollo to take care of the child in which the Judged agreed, but wanted the child to live in the bell tower so that no one could see him" She turnes her sights towards Notre Dame and made a sad expression "And he named the child Quasimodo, which is a cruel name because it means half-formed".
Jack looked at Notre Dame as he let the story sink in, and felt a bit of rage inside of him. He couldn't believe that Judge would kill a gypsy just because she was protecting her child. But anyone who's a Gypsy whether be man, women or child, will never find mercy from the coldhearted Frollo "So… has anyone ever seen him? The Bell Ringer?"
Emma shakes her head "No one has seen him. All that everyone knows is that he lives in the bell tower".
Now Jack was really curious about it, and wanted to know more about the mysterious bell ringer, part of him was even itching to sneak in the church and go up the bell tower to see this Quasimodo person for himself. Butt the gypsy boy knew that he couldn't do that now, cause right now he had other things to take care of. "Well I better get going, I promised to meet up with you know who before the Festival starts"
Jack stood up and carried Emma in his arms again, he jumped a few roofs and then landed on the ground with no problem while catching some people by surprise for appearing out of nowhere. He placed his little sister down and gave a serious look "You know where to meet me right?"
"Yes at your tent. You told me like a hundred times" said Emma rolling her eyes.
"Just making sure" Jack reach down his pocket and gave her a small bag of coins "That should be enough to buy bread for everyone at the orphanage"
"Thanks Jack" said Emma putting the small bag on the pocket of her dress.
"Tell Sister Clarisse I said 'Hi' " said Jack as he turned around to leave.
"I will" said Emma as she walks away, but then stopped in her tracks as she remembered something "Oh Jack I forgot…" but as soon as she turned around her brother was already gone "Sometimes I wonder if he's really a sprit" she mumble.
Emma made a sigh and made her way towards the Baker's shop.
~0~
Jack was running and jumping from roof to roof to get to the place needed to be as fast as possible 'She is so going to kill me for being late again' as he kept on leaping he finally arrive at the meeting spot. He looked around but didn't see the person he was supposed to meet up with 'Guess she's not here yet?'
"Yoo're late Frost"
Jack flinch 'Or she's right behind me' he turned around and was met with a very angry gypsy teen girl who was glaring at him with her fierce blue eyes.
Her name was Merida Dunbroch. She had porcelain skin with a dust of freckles across her face, curly fire red hair that looked like it haven't been brush, with a head chain on. She had a pink headband that was tie around her right wrist instead of her head and a hoop gold earring on her left ear. She was wearing a white shirt with short sleeves with a brown vest over it, a blue and black two layered skirt and black sandals.
Jack made a nervous smile, since he felt a bit scared of her "Hey Merida! Sorry for being late. I ran into a little bit of trouble"
Merida had her arms crossed and was still glaring at him "Should Ah even ask?"
"Long story short, I met up with Emma, but then some guards came and were going to take me in. So we were chased around but then I gave them the slip" explained Jack hoping that she wouldn't hurt him too much.
Merida glared at him for a few more seconds, but then made a sigh deciding to let him off the hook this time "Is Emma alright?"
Jack nodded "She's fine. She'll meet with us at the Festival of Fools"
"Cannne believe yoo're lettin' her come tae the festival" She syas.
"Like you're one to talk. You always let your little brothers come" Jack says.
"Those wee devils can handle themselves" argued Merida "They could get away with murder if they wanted tae"
"Sometimes I wonder if your joking or not" He said, feeling a little scared of her brothers.
"Even Ah wonder that myself. By the way ye forgot this" Merida tossed him his wooden staff that had a G-shaped arch.
Jack easily caught it, twirled it around and rested it on his shoulder "Thanks".
"C'moan, let's carry out our rootine before we meet up with Esmeralda" Merida led the way to their usual spot where they'll earn some money.
"Alright" said Jack as he walked beside her. He glances at Merida and makes his signature smirks "Hey did you know that the bells of Notre Dame don't ring by themselves? Someone actually rings them"
"Of course Ah know that" replied Merida rolling her eyes at the obvious answer.
"Then I guess you already know about the bell ringer?"
"Whit about th' bell ringer?"
"Boy do I have a story for you"
"That was great!" exclaimed Amaya.
"Yeah it was not bad" smiled Miyuki.
"Was I good?" Emma ask.
"You were great" smiled Amaya.
Jack ruffle his sister's head "You definitely were sis!"
"Thanks" smiled Emma.
"Ah cannae believe ye made me wear this" said Merida indicating the gypsy clothes.
"Hey I have read a lot of fanfictions about you wearing lots of things. THIS is nothing" stated Amaya.
"Ah suppose these clothes arenae so bad" said Merida "It's better than the tight dress my mum made me wear"
"Just wait till you see the clothes you'll wear when we get to the part of The Festivals of Fools" smirk Jack.
"Whit clothes?" Merida asked skeptically.
Amaya slapped her hand on Jack's mouth "Don't say anything yet!"
"Hey when will I show up in the story?" asked Hiccup.
"Don't worry Hiccup you will" said Amaya "But it all depends whether we get a review or not. I only want this story to be for fun and for everyone to enjoy it"
"We'll have to wait and see" said Miyuki
"Exactly. So PLEASE leave a review if you want this story to continue till then"
"SEE YOU SOON!"
"Whit kind of clothes will Ah wear in th' festival?!" shouted Merida