Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train Your Dragon. All credits go to Dreamworks.

Sorry for the long wait. Writer's block. Here's a chapter!

Just as things were going so well, one idiot decided to wreck it.

And it wasn't a cranky old man.

"Hey guys!" Snotlout ran up to his fellow warriors, coming from the docks with a bag thrown over his shoulder, looking heavy and…

…glowing?

"Snotlout, is your bag…glowing?" Fishlegs asked, blinking in disbelief.

Snotlout stuck his hand in his bag, smirking with unhidden glee. He pulled out…

"Behold!"

…A precious gem the size of his whole big hand, glowing with everchanging colors. A beautiful, dazzling object to marvel.

His friends admired it. "Whoa…"

"What is it?" Tuffnut asked.

"My dad said these are Stones of Good Fortune. There's an island full of them!"

"Stones of Good Fortune?" Gustav gasped.

"Gobber once told me about these!" Fishlegs explained. "He said his great uncle's wife's brother was mute until he found one and wouldn't shut up after that! It possesses the power to bless whoever owns it with good fortune."

"Oh yeah! I'm gonna make a fortune out of these and Gobber will be begging me to marry Mei!"

"Snotlout, do you honestly believe Gobber will trade his adopted daughter for a stone?" Alaric challenged with an unimpressed face.

"Correction, a Stone of Good Fortune! And yeah he will!"

The blonde scoffed.

Snotlout frowned, but then he formed a teasing grin. "I'll give you one for a good price. You'll need all the fortune you need when you're courting Hanna. Heh-he!"

Alaric scowled, crossing his arms. "Hanna and I are just friends. That's good enough for me."

For the meantime.

Snotlout snorted. "Whatever."

Their Terrible Terrors, Pain and Sneaky, peered at the gem from their representative perches on shoulders, and suddenly recoiled, hissing like alarmed cats.

And their owners didn't notice.

Alaric had finally got some quality time with Hanna. Since he trained his Terrible Terror so well and survived a joyride by Toothless, the auburn-haired beauty decided to treat him to lunch, just the two of them (their dragons tagging along), in the great hall.

Practically a date!

Well, almost.

Alaric wanted to be the man of her dreams, not her nightmares. He had to take it slow and easy, be her friend first, throw in a few bold kisses on the cheeks and then strike!

He had just made Hanna laugh at his story of the time he was axe-throwing in the woods at night and surprised Silent Sven when the twins and Fishlegs entered through the huge doors, Tuffnut showing off his stone of good fortune which he traded from Snotlout.

Hanna froze when she looked their way, staring at Tuffnut's stone.

Alaric, not pleased with her sudden change, turned to the three, frowning. "Don't tell me you bought one of Snotlout's 'lucky gems.'"

"Ok, I won't. But I did get a lifetime of good luck." Tuffnut said before butting heads with his sister. As if by luck itself, Ruffnut immediately fell down, promoting her victorious brother to do a victory dance.

Alaric rolled his eyes, but then he saw something weird about the egg. "Wait. Is it me or this stone of good fortune moving?"

Sure enough, something inside the stone started moving.

Ruffnut got back up and peered. "Ew…"

"Looks like a newt." Tuffnut noted.

"Uh, guys? I don't think this is a Stone of Good Fortune." Fishlegs said with an uneasy voice.

"Then what is it?"

"A Changewing egg!" Hanna suddenly cried out, standing up and reaching out. "Give it over!"

"Over my cold, dead body." Tuffnut said, shielding the gem and tried to ran before getting grabbed by Alaric.

"Gladly." Loverboy had such a dark look in his eyes.

"Ok, ok! Here you go!" Tuffnut threw his gem to Hanna who caught it. "No stone of good fortune is worth the pain!"

"This isn't a stone of good fortune. It's a Changewing egg!"

Everyone gasped.

"Changewing? Like Loptr? Heather's dragon?" Tuffnut asked.

"Spits burning acid, blend in with its surroundings, extremely territorial and almost untrainable?" Ruffnut added.

"Unfortunately, yes." Hanna answered grimly.

"But if this is an egg and not a stone of good fortune, how did Gobber's mute relative found his voice?"

"By meeting the egg's angry dragon mother."

"Changewings are one of the deadliest species of dragons." Fishlegs whimpered out.

"Yes! Dragons have eggs based on their species, abilities and classes. Because Changewings can blend in with their surroundings and spit acid, their eggs glow colors and look like gems. Just like Gronckle eggs look like rocks. Now where's the big dummy you got the 'gem' from?"

'The big dummy' rode up to Gobber's shop with two carts of livestock, weapons, cutlery, pots, jewelry, anything that was valuable.

Gobber had just came out, bewildered of what he found waiting outside. "What in Thor's skivvies…? What did you do, lad, raid 10 villages?"

Snotlout puffed out his chest proudly while smirking. "Gobber, behold my bride price!"

Gobber, despite feeling impressed by the large stock, scoffed. "I'll see what my little firecracker answers to this." He turned and yelled inside. "Vipermei! The man of your nightmares is here!"

After a few seconds, the Chinese girl came out with an annoyed look on her face which dropped when she saw not the carts, but the 'gem' in Snotlout's hand.

"You likey, May-ee?" Snotlout held out the gem more, thinking he was teasing her.

"A stone of good fortune…" Gobber stared at Snotlout's glittering stone in awe. "My great uncle's wife's mute brother once told me about 'em!"

"I'll share it with you, if I mar-"

SWISH!

Suddenly, the gem was snatched swiftly out of his hand.

"Hey! You gotta marry me first before you can have it!"

He lunged but Vipermei simply kicked him in the stomach, then karate-chopped his back, making him drop, groaning in pain.

Gobber laughed with delight and pride. "That's my girl!"

"Snotlout, did you find these things in a nest in trees?" Vipermei asked.

"Yeah…"

Then he got a kick to the head.

"Snotlout, you moron! Those aren't stones of good fortune! They're Changewing eggs!"

"Changewing…eggs…?"

"Hang on a minute, those aren't stones of good fortune! These are Changewing eggs! I always get those two mixed up." Gobber noted.

"No kidding, pa." Vipermei said dryly.

Just as Hanna was about to go out of the great hall to find her idiot cousin, her best friend entered, egg in hand.

"Where's Snotlout?"

"I knocked him out. Easily."

The pair giggled.

Fishlegs brought in the Book of Dragons, opened it and found, to everyone's surprise, no illustrations of Changewings.

"Where are the drawings?" Alaric asked.

"There are none." Fishlegs said.

"I guess you can't draw what you can't see." Hanna noted with a shrug. "Or live long enough to get a good look."

And the doors threw open with a roaring bang, Heather storming in holding an egg. She looked just as angry as a Changewing mother about the theft.

"Look what Mrs. Larson has!"

Brant followed in after her, him too with an egg. "And I found Bucket with this!"

"How many eggs did Snotlout took anyway?" Hanna asked, turning to the Vikings.

"At least a bag full." Fishlegs said.

"That could be dozens!" Brant exclaimed.

ROAR!

A furious roar ripped through the air, followed by screams and yells and more roars.

The Vikings and Riders rushed outside to find the village in havoc. People running around in terror, brave Vikings throwing weapons everywhere and their dragons sprouting fire blasts…and Changewings tearing homes apart, spitting fire and changing its coats.

The angry mothers are here.

"Oh, this is bad." Hanna moaned, rubbing her face. "Dragon mothers are much more dangerous than wild dragons!"

"How?" Gustav questioned.

"Imagine dragon versions of Stoick."

Fishlegs shivered. "Oh, that is dangerous."

"They're gonna burn Berk to the ground!" Alaric exclaimed.

"Sounds fair to me." Heather retorted.

"You're not helping, Heather!"

"I'm not sure I even want to!"

Hanna growled. "Alright! Vipermei, you get out from Snotlout where he sold the rest of the eggs to."

Vipermei grinned evilly as she rubbed her hands and ran off.

"We'll give the rest back to the moms. And Heather, please use your Changewing skills to reason with them."

Heather 'hmphed'.

The eggs were returned to their mothers and Heather managed to calm them down.

After a heated battle.

"Glad that's over." Brant had said, gasping after an exhausting fight.

The only good thing that came out of this mess was that everyone saw how the dragons defended Berk against the Changewings. How truly protective they are of their home, very beneficial.

At the end of the day, all heads turned to glare at Snotlout. Who tried to protest his innocence.

"What? It was my dad's fault! He told me they were Stones of Good Fortune!"

No one cared about that.

Although Vipermei did put a firecracker in Spitelout's trousers for extra measure.