You have no idea how long I've waited to do this episode. AHH! I think you guys are really gonna like this chapter.
A View to A Skrill Part 2:
All day the riders searched for the twins, but with no luck. It was like they'd vanished after the battle with the Skrill and Berserkers. But Hiccup knew they were out there somewhere. Even as the others turned in for the night, they and their dragons far too tired to continue, she and Toothless pressed on. Hiccup just couldn't sleep knowing the twins were out there somewhere. She'd stopped into Berk just to get some previsions, strapped her shield to her back, and then set back out. It wasn't until dark clouds began to surround them that it hit her.
"I still don't see them, Hiccup", Toothless rumbled, when lightning crackled. "And with this storm, it's gonna be even harder! We need to set down!"
"You know what, maybe we've been looking at this whole thing the wrong way. Maybe the twins went after the Skrill—WOAH!" Hiccup shrieked in fright as lightning shot at them, Toothless swerving away. "Watch your tail bud!" Another bolt shot at them, this time nearly hitting Hiccup's metal leg. "And I'll watch my leg! AHH! Okay, Gronckle Iron and lightning, not a terrific combo! Get us out of here, bud!"
"Way ahead of you!" Toothless roared and darted out of the thicket of storm clouds to find a place to land. Below was an island, but it wasn't a good one.
"Outcast Island", Hiccup flatly stated.
"If you tell me to land there…", Toothless growled.
"I know, bud, but we don't have a choice. It's either we die flying in that storm, or wait it out on Outcast Island. Besides, maybe without Snotlout, this time we'll make it off without alerting the Outcasts."
"Fine", Toothless reluctantly said, and silently flew in for a landing.
Quietly, the duo snuck through the rocky terrain, until Hiccup was sure she heard voices just over the ledge above. "Shh", she directed to Toothless. She looked over the land, and Hiccup spotted the Outcasts' arena, strangely filled more Outcasts than she expected. Especially at this time.
"That's a lot of Outcasts", she noted the oddity aloud. "What are you up to, Alvin?"
"All I know is he's planning something big with that Skrill", Ruffnut said beside her.
"Alvin has the Skri—Wai—Ruff?! Your-you're alive!" Hiccup's ears perked up, her eyes bright. "I— I-I-I don't believe it! Where's Tuff?!" Hiccup looked back and around.
Ruffnut's expression turned solemn. "He didn't make it, Hiccup."
"What?!" Hiccup panicked.
"Kidding", Ruffnut smirked. "He's right behind you."
Hiccup spun around, expecting to see Tuffnut, but all she saw was a Loki tree.
"What's up, Hiccup?" Tuffnut's voice rang, but she couldn't see any sight of him. She squinted and moved her head over to see if he was behind it, but there was nothing but a single tree and a bunch of rocks. "Cool disguise, huh? It's kinda itchy."
"Uhhhh, yeah. Not bad", Hiccup replied.
"Yeah, yeah. Tuff hollowed out that tree, so he couldn't be seen", Ruffnut told her. "Problem is, he can't move."
"And, I have bark beetles in my pants", Tuff's voice added, Toothless sniffing up the bark.
Toothless sounded his disgust, sticking his tongue out.
"I'm starting to like them. Hey fellas, a little to the left; really scratch around down there", Tuffnut began speaking to the beetles. "See what you can find."
"That's an image I can do without", Hiccup muttered, then turned her attention to Ruffnut. "How did you guys get up here?"
"Alvin grabbed the Skrill out of the water, and we decided to follow it", she answered.
"Weird, right?" Tuffnut said.
"No. It was actually good that you followed it", Hiccup countered.
"We…knew that… That's… why we did it."
"Okay. Now, let's find out what Alvin plans on doing with that Skrill." Hiccup pulled out her spy glass and laid back on the ground to spy into the Outcast arena. There she spotted what the twins claimed to be true. The Outcasts dragged the Skrill out to Alvin by several chains, Alvin no doubt planning to use him to destroy Berk. "There he is", Hiccup muttered in confirmation.
"Yeah…" Tuffnut followed.
"This is really not good", Hiccup continued.
"No…"
"We are in serious trouble."
"With a capital 'T'— No, 'S'. Wait, would you capitalize serious, or trouble?" Tuffnut kept going, Hiccup slowly bringing her spyglass down. "Both?"
"Tuff", Hiccup growled shortly.
"I'll shut up now."
Looking back into the arena, Hiccup spotted Mildew talking with Alvin and Savage.
"Mildew", Hiccup nearly shook her head. She never liked the man, but she did wish things could have been different. "Wait", she raised the spyglass a little up to the left, becoming perplexed. "Those are Berserker soldiers…? Dagur", she spotted. He strolled up to Alvin, before giving a firm handshake. "Dagur and Alvin together. With the Skrill? Really not good."
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The Skrill held tight by Alvin's men, the Berserker chief stared at the dragon in awe. A little odd in Mildew's opinion, but of course the boy had always been.
"The Skrill; dragon of my people!" Dagur exclaimed. The dragon struggled, Outcasts keeping hold of the ropes. "So…beautiful, so…supple; furious."
"Bah", Mildew interrupted the mad man's ramblings. "The only thing a dragon understands, is a staff to the snout!" Mildew raised his staff, but Dagur blocked him with his ax.
"Touch him with that stick, and I'll make you eat it", he threatened.
"Wha?" Mildew was taken back.
"You have no idea what you're dealing with, do you?" Dagur continued, Alvin watching closely.
"Eh-we-well-I—"
"'Cause if you did, you'd have this dragon safely out of the storm."
"And why is that?" Mildew questioned.
"He draws his power from lightning", the boy said as if it were obvious, just before taking a loud whiff. "Smelly old man", he finished.
"Aw, why that's just an old dragons tale", Mildew dismissed. In all his life he'd never seen a Skrill, but he certainly knew no beast could control Thor's lightning. That is until the beast drew lightning from the storm clouds and straight at him, throwing him across the arena.
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"Man, I love it when I'm right", Dagur bragged, Mildew literally burnt out as he babbled more nonsensically than usual from the ground.
"Put that dragon back in it's cage!" Alvin ordered, the Berserker chief laughing like a mad man, true to his name.
The dragon locked back up, Dagur stepped up to the Skrill. "Not to worry, baby", he spoke to it. "When we get you all harnessed up, you'll be free to strike anyone you want. Or, more preciously, anyone I want", Dagur giggled at the idea, Alvin's face contorting with annoyance.
"Eh, the Skrill isn't yours yet, Dagur", he stepped behind the boy. "You'll get your prize. But only after you fulfill the terms of our deal."
Dagur turned around, showing a clearly forced toothy smile, before frowning and walking off towards the exit, shoving his own soldiers in the process.
"Remind me again why we're dealing with this lunatic?" Savage asked.
"His knowledge of the Skrill, and the size of his fleet", Alvin answered plainly. "We need both to make sure we reclaim Berk. After we have, we'll dispose of 'em all."
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After finally digging Tuff out from his tree prison, it was time to devise a plan. Hiccup looked through her spyglass again, and watched as Outcasts and Berserkers all filed out from the arena.
"We have to sneak into town and figure out what Dagur and Alvin are up to", Hiccup said, lowering her spyglass. "I can't go; they'd recognize me. Ruff?" she turned to her right.
"Outcast food gives me gas", Ruffnut quickly said.
"Yet another image I could live without. Okay, Tuff", Hiccup turned to her left. "Looks like your up. You need to go down there and get as much info as you can without being seen."
"Way ahead of you", Tuffnut said ecstatic. "I'll move like the wind. They won't even see me coming!"
Tuffnut got on his hands and knees, crawling over the hill, but it was too steep and he lost footing. He tumbled down the hill instead, then slid to a stop in front of an Outcast guard.
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"Ah… That was great", Tuffnut said to himself, the fall fun.
"Halt! What are ye doing there!" a voice sounded.
Tuffnut looked up, and saw an Outcast.
"And who are ya?" the Outcast continued.
"Who am I?" Tuffnut asked. "I'm…uh…I'm Buffnut", Tuffnut said. He got up and placed his hands to his hips. "Yep. That's it. Berserker Buffnut. Ol' BB they call me. I was sent by Dagur to check your defenses. Yep! I gotta check 'em out. See if they're strong."
"Oh, yes. Yes, sir", the Outcast saluted. "I'm ready for anything."
"Okay, good", Tuff switched his position to one of a tall confident posture. "Now. Where's the big meeting? You know, the pow-wow."
"You mean Alvin and Dagur?"
At the question Tuffnut charged at the man.
"Did you seriously just ask me that soldier?!" he questioned in the man's face. "If you think I know the answer, you are sorely mistaken, mister. Did you just ask me that? I've forgotten", he crossed his arms.
"Uh…So, do you want to know?" the Outcast asked uncertainly.
"Don't sass me!" Tuff pointed up at his face. "I'm still talking about whether or not you did seriously just ask me that!"
"Eh, Alvin's throne room", the Outcast finally answered. "Ju-just opposite the harbor. They're celebrating the treaty, sir."
"Awesome. Ju-uh, just, stand there. At attention. Straight― Straight back. Healthy spine, is a happy spine, my fine fellow."
"Yes sir", the Outcast stood straighter.
Tuffnut pat his back, then strolled off in the direction the Outcast pointed.
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Within the throne room, Alvin and Dagur sat at a circular table, Berserkers on one side with Outcasts on the other. The two chiefs stared the other down, mistrust in their eyes, their truce falling at the seams before it even truly began.
"Alright, Dagur", Alvin broke the silence. "Let's talk strategy."
"Ooh! Strategy, strategy, I love strategy!" Dagur whooped. "You first", he smirked.
"Fine. My fleet will lead―"
"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah…" Dagur interrupted, rising from his chair. "Let me stop you there, big boy. Try this on for size."
Alvin glared as the deranged boy talked, strolling along the Berserker side of the table.
"My fleet, led by the glorious Skrill, will lay siege to the dragon training arena, and incapacitate", he grabbed one of his men in a choke hold, "Hiccup and her Night Fury…", the Berserker soldier fell to the ground. "…while you and your little fleet of rejects blockade their harbor."
"I don't think so", Alvin slammed his cup. He stood and met Dagur face to face, the boy forced to look up. "First I get Berk. Then, and only then, do you get the Skrill."
"Really", Dagur said stale.
"Yeah, really", Alvin growled.
"Geez, Al, don't get your skivvies in a bunch. Fine, we'll do it your way", Dagur said, ending with a smile. Alvin turned around, and that smile quickly turned into a frown.
"Remind me why we're working with him again?" Vorg asked—Dagur had decided to keep the tenacious captain on.
"Because we want that Skrill", Dagur ground out. "Once we have it, we'll dispose of him. And I was thinking, there are some really, really, fun ways we could do that, see— Who is smacking their food?!" he suddenly yelled, someone loudly smacking somewhere in the room. "I HATE smacking. My father used to…sssmack."
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From the back of the room, Tuffnut abruptly stopped chewing. Oops. "Sorry!" he brought attention to himself. "I hate it when my mouth does that. Haha, cut it out mouth. Shut up nose. They don't like each other."
Dagur rushed at him, stopping with his ax at Tuff's neck, cornered at the table of food behind him. Double oops. "Who are you?" Dagur questioned.
Tuffnut gulped. "Uh, me? I'm, uh, I'm Buffnut. You know, Buffnut the Berserker."
"You're one of mine? What were you doing back there?"
"Uh, well I was, uh, composing a poem in honor of your new deal with Alvin, and I got hungry, 'cause poetry is very exhausting. I mean, geez, you've got to have a little something every six lines."
"A poem, eh?" Dagur withdrew his ax, resting it on his shoulder. "Let me hear it. If I like it, I won't chop your legs off."
"Ah…"
"NOW!"
"Uh, okay, yeah. Definitely need those legs for the running and walking stuff... ah, There once was a village called Berk. Run by a…big Viking jerk. Blasting him…would be…thrilling. Then you'd go a-skrilling, and show us how to be… Berserk?"
Dagur looked at him perplexed, but then seemed to be pondering. "I…would go…a-skrilling…?" He tapped a finger on the hilt of his ax, Tuffnut praying for his legs, when Dagur smiled. "Ha! I like it! You can keep your legs! In fact yak ribs and burly cakes for my friend, Buffnut!" Dagur announced, before turning his ax on him again. "But no smacking. I hate-HATE smacking!"
"Duly noted", Tuffnut said, when he heard something smash next to him. Looking over, Mildew was there. He was pointing at him, trying to rat him out as he just blabbered nonsensical noises. Kinda like Snotlout when he got hit by lightning.
"Oh, what is your village babbler going on about now?" Dagur complained.
Placing a hand to Mildew's head, Tuffnut quickly shoved the old man away. "SO, did I mention how much I hate Berk?! Haha. Hey, directions to Berk: North till ya smell it. West till ya step in it! Am I right, people, come on?" The Berserkers and Outcasts laughed at his joke, the mission once again saved. Mildew got on his back again, but Tuffnut just shoved him off again. "Great idea, babbler! A song! I should sing, a song! So, Hooligan…tribe… Tuff started jaggedly. "Won't you come out tonight? Come out tonight, come out tonight", he picked up the pace, starting to do a little dance with it too. "Hooligan tribe won't you come out tonight, or die by the light of the moon. Oh, by the light of the moon, oh by the light of the moon. Remember to use your fork, your knife, and also use your spoon." Ending on a funny face, the Outcasts and Berserkers bawled out in laughter. Mildew tried to gain their attention again, yelling 'Berk, Berk, Berk!', but Tuffnut knocked him out with an elbow to the head. "Nobody likes a heckler. Right?"
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By morning, Tuffnut finally came back; Hiccup was starting to worry he'd been caught. After they regrouped, Hiccup asked what he found out. They were sitting on rocks in a triangle.
"Okay, so the plan is to smash those dirty Berkians to pieces with both fleets! It's gonna be awesome", Tuffnut said.
"Yeah, uh, you do realize we're the Berkians?" Hiccup asked.
"Oh. Right. Still gonna be awesome."
"Two fleets and a Skrill are gonna be pretty tough to beat", Hiccup stood to think.
"No", Tuff said. "Alvin's made it pretty clear. Dagur doesn't get the Skrill until after they destroy Berk. I think they have trust issues."
"Wait. What did you just say?" Hiccup asked, an idea sparking.
"I said, they have trust issues."
"No, you said, Dagur doesn't get the Skrill until after the attack. Think about it; no Skrill, no alliance. No alliance, no invasion! Tuff, I need you to get back into town and distract the arena guards. Toothless and I, are going to free that Skrill."
'Yes! Everything is finally coming together', Hiccup thought.
"Ah, hang on a sec", Tuff killed her role. "I'm pretty sure Dagur threatened to cut my legs off."
"So?" Ruff asked.
"Just wanted to get that out there."
Ruffnut stared at Tuff blankly, as Hiccup gave him 'the look'.
"Ah, fine, I'm going", Tuffnut stood. "And my legs are on your head. I mean, not― You know what I'm saying. You'll be thinking about these legs, if I lose them." With that done, Tuffnut finally went to go do what Hiccup asked.
Hiccup and Toothless flew down to the area above the arena to wait, landing just before the domed cage. Stealthily, Hiccup crawled the rest of the way to look down inside. There, she saw guards knocked out.
"Good job, Tuff", she said surprised. "That was quick."
Making their way inside, Hiccup saw that the cage was opened, the rope that once held it cut. "It's gone."
"How's that possible?" Toothless asked.
"I'm not sure", Hiccup said, before they were startled by a clank from above. It was Tuffnut.
"Oh good", he panted. "I thought I was too late. Those Outcasts are just such great sports." He jumped down to them. "Nice job with those guards by the way."
"W-what are you talking about? Where were you? And where's the Skrill?!"
Tuff turned around to see the cage. "Uh-oh."
"Uh, yeah, uh-oh."
"Well, if you don't have the Skrill, and I don't have the Skrill, then who has the Skrill?"
Hiccup's ears twitched to the sound of people coming.
"Gotta go", Hiccup said, and they ran to hide in one of the cages as Outcasts rushed in.
"The Skrill is gone!" one of them shouted. "Sound the alarm!"
"Tuff", Hiccup said getting onto Toothless, "You go get Ruff. I'm gonna try and find that Skrill before Dagur does."
They took flight, and searched all around Outcast Island, trying to figure out where the Skrill could have gone.
"Hiccup", Toothless stole her attention, bringing it to Dagur's ship leaving Outcast Island, and Alvin's intercepting it.
"Going somewhere, Dagur?" Alvin said smug.
"I go where I want, Alvin!" Dagur responded.
"Not with our Skrill, ya don't!"
"It's not yours! It was never yours! Hello? It's on my belt buckle, it's on my sail, my shields?!"
"We had a deal, Dagur!"
"Yeah, uh, about that deal… I've just changed the terms!" Dagur moved to his sail, and when he cut the rope, revealed the Skrill to be behind it.
"Oh no" Hiccup muttered.
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Alvin wasn't too happy about that fact either. He screamed a thunderous battle cry, leaping from his ship to Dagurs. "I'll cut ya to pieces!" he yelled, swiping Dagur with his sword. Dagur fell back, but wasn't cut.
"You'll try", Dagur said, and the two lunged for one another.
Meanwhile, Hiccup and Toothless watched from behind a spiked rock.
Dagur's ax came down, but Alvin's sword blocked the attack and pushed the ax away. Dagur swung for the head next, Alvin ducking before taking a shot at Dagur. It hit, Dagur flying to his mast.
"Give me back my Skrill!" Alvin shouted, rushing at Dagur with his sword above his head to swing straight down on Dagur.
"It was never your Skrill, Alvin!" Dagur punched Alvin in the gut with his side, then kicked, and blocked the man's swing while simultaneously knocking him back. "It's ours. It's always been ours!" Dagur ran to attack Alvin with his ax, but Alvin blocked with his sword, the two soon in a stale mate of pushing against each other. Dagur was about to be pushed down, when he used his head and headbutted Alvin three times. Alvin fell back, and Dagur took the opportunity to swing at his head, Alvin dodging, before Dagur followed with a jump-kick to his chest.
Space in between them again, the two lunged at each other, swinging, blocking, and dodging, until Alvin hit Dagur's ax out of his hands. Left weaponless, Dagur was left on the defensive; he kept himself moving. He ducked, then jumped, then swerved to the side. Alvin almost got him from that angle, Dagur leaning back just enough for the sword to be inches away from slicing his nose off. The sword hit the deck instead, embedded into it.
"You can't run forever, boy!" Alvin warned, frustrated as he tried to get the sword out.
Dagur simply smirked, jumped on Alvin's back, then to the ropes that held the Skrill. His men holding the two ropes gave them to him. "Oh? I think it's time you did some running!" Dagur pulled on the ropes, and by instinct the Skrill reacted. He shot at the first thing in his sights: Alvin.
With lightning shot at him, Alvin jumped out of the way, hitting the side of the boat. On the ground, Alvin was without his weapon; it was useless to him now anyway. Dagur had the Skrill shoot again, and Alvin jumped again.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho!" Dagur laughed, absolutely loving this. He threatened to pull again, and seeing no other option, Alvin jumped overboard.
"Tired of running?" Dagur taunted. "Wanna try swimming?" He hopped onto the edge of the boat, looking down at Alvin treading water. "That won't work either!"
Alvin dived, and Dagur yanked on the ropes a third time. The Skrill shot the water almost instantly.
"Well, that takes care of that", Dagur muttered.
Led by Savage, the Outcasts then invaded Dagur's ship, but Dagur did blink. Instead, he calmly jumped down and approached the Outcasts. "Savage! I have a one time offer for you and your men. You can join me. Or, you join Alvin. Your choice."
As fish rose to the surface, it was clear what Savage and his men would choose.
"That's not good", Hiccup muttered. "I need to come up with a new plan, bud. And fast."
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Regrouping with the twins, Hiccup had come up with a new plan. Now, all she had to do was execute it. Half-baked? Yes. Easy? Sort of. Toothless flew them to the docks, and there she found Dagur and Savage. It looked like he was saluting him. Well that was just great; now Dagur had a whole Berserker fleet and Outcast fleet at his disposal. Good thing this plan didn't involve them.
"Excellent!" Dagur was saying in glee. "Now that this whole Alvin thing is behind us, we can lure Hiccup and her Night Fury into battle."
"Why wait!" Hiccup yelled down. Dagur turned around, seeing her and Toothless hovering over them. "I'm right here, Dagur! Me and my Night Fury!"
"Hiccup…" Dagur seethed, glaring up at her with an anger Hiccup had never quite seen before.
"I thought we could settle this like real Vikings", she continued on. "Just you and me." Trap set, she knew Dagur wouldn't resist her challenge. He was unraveling before her very eyes, seeming to try and fight his want to take her on alone, but clearly losing.
"Sir, don't let 'er bait you", Savage tried to advise. "We have the advantage in numbers." He didn't know Dagur though. Punching Savage out of the way, Dagur jumped on the boat with the Skrill.
"Me and my Skrill?" he said taking hold of the two ropes. "Against you and your Night Fury? I like those odds. Take that!" Dagur yanked the ropes and the Skrill fired at them. Toothless dodged, and they flew away, Dagur chasing them as he hopped from one hill to the next with the Skrill's help.
"Down there", Hiccup said, seeing a ledge with water puddles dotting it. They landed on the ledge across from it.
Dagur caught up, his boots nearly touching the water. "Want to see superior warriorness?! Just keep watching", Dagur sung.
"Really, Dagur?! I'm still here!", Hiccup retorted. "Fire Toothless, now!" Twice, Toothless fired, and each one was naturalized by the Skrill's defense.
"That's it? I was hoping for something more challenging!" Dagur laughed.
"So was I", Hiccup said. She saw Dagur take a step, his foot stepping in a puddle. The Skrill fired, and Toothless reacted, prompting Hiccup. He fired to neutralize the blast, then they jumped into the air to meet the others. As they landed back down, Hiccup saw Dagur place his other foot into the puddle.
"Any last words, Hiccup?" Dagur taunted.
"I've got nothing. How 'bout you, bud?"
"How about, plasma blast!" Toothless roared, leaped, and shot. The Skrill countered, and just as predicted, the electricity traveled down the ropes into Dagur. He was flown off the structure, before passing out on the ground.
"I really don't think he's going to be leading an invasion any time soon", Hiccup said, before lightning was struck towards them. "Wish I could say the same for this guy!" she screamed. Leading him away from the island, the Skrill chased them relentlessly, firing at every few seconds.
"I can't keep this up forever", Toothless roared, dodging more lightning blasts from the Skrill.
"Can he hold a grudge or what? Whoa!" Toothless swerved to dodge another bolt. "Okay, we need to lose him." Only question was how? Hiccup hadn't really thought this far into the plan. She was hoping the Skrill would be thankful they freed him. What now?
That's when she spotted a glacier just to their right. "Actually, scratch that. We need him to follow us! To the glacier, bud!" Hiccup said, and they steered towards it.
"Now what?" Toothless asked as he headed straight for it.
"Now— Look out!"
The Skrill had hit a chunk of ice on the glacier with one of his blasts, and the chunk was going to come down straight on them. Instead of trying to stop, though, Toothless flew faster, the chunk just missing them. Hiccup was almost sure they were going to crash, when Toothless veered straight up, right in between the falling chunk and the solid wall of the glacier.
"Good job, bud", Hiccup exclaimed when they came to a stop.
Then the Skrill shot again, hitting them. They fell into a spinning nose dive, the two screaming, until Hiccup saw a hole.
"Keep going, Toothless! Into that cut in the glacier!"
Gaining back control, they angled themselves for the cut, and flew inside. The Skrill followed.
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The Lightning Sky Dragon chased the two Night Scales into the ice. He chased them all throughout it, until the fools finally cornered themselves at a dead end. Finally! There was nowhere to run. Those two were going to pay for getting him captured. Racing forward, he planned to take them out with his own brute force, but just when he should have hit them, he met hard ice instead. Sleep met him in a matter of seconds.
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"Take that!" Toothless exclaimed proudly.
"Nice work, bud", Hiccup praised, the idea to use their reflection his. They flew up and out a crevice above, and just when Toothless was going to seal the Skrill in, a blast nearly hit them again. This time, though, it wasn't a Skrill's.
"Hey!" Tuffnut cried, he and Ruffnut there on Barf and Belch. "Why do you get to have all the fun?"
"Yeah! This job was made for us!" Ruffnut said.
The two dove in, released Barf's gas into the entire length of the crevice, then had Belch spark it. The surrounding ice melted, filling the hole with water, and then almost instantly refroze.
"Wow. Good job", Hiccup praised. She seemed to be doing that a lot today. "Now let's go home."
"Thought you'd never ask", Ruffnut agreed.
"I am gonna miss some of those Outcast guys. They could really carry a tune", Tuffnut said.
"I know, right?"
"Hooligan tribe won't you come out tonight, come out tonight, come out tonight…" Tuffnut sung, the twins already flying off.
"Well I won't miss Dagur. That's for sure", Hiccup said, and Toothless nodded before following to catch up with the twins.
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Back on Outcast Island, Dagur was in his chamber. There were papers and pictures hanging and scattered all over the stone walls, most of which consisted of the Night Fury. But Dagur was specifically staring at one picture, different from all the rest.
He heard his door open: Savage.
"The fleet has returned, Dagur", the man reported. "No sign of the Skrill, or the dragon riders."
Dagur's breathing increased, anger flaring. A dagger was in his hand. He looked to the picture on the wall, a drawing he'd kept all these years. A drawing of him and Hiccup, both only kids. He was holding her from behind in a hug, Hiccup smiling the happiest smile he hadn't seen in ages since. They were both so happy... His eyes narrowed, and in one strong move of his hand, Dagur stabbed it. Dagur walked away, Hiccup's little smiling face punctured through.
Let me know what you thought of that ending :D
Also, I'll try to get back to regular updates again. I was just dealing with some personal stuff, and it didn't exactly put me in the biggest writing mood. But it's all over now, and I'm back. Yay!