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

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

This time, a cranky old man did cause it.

Because of Snotlout, the village had to be rebuilt.

Yet with the Dragon Riders (mostly Hanna), Berk became more Dragon-friendly, with perches, stables in the caves, eat-you-can-eat and cleaning stations, landing areas, all for the dragons.

Those productive days of work brought Hanna and her father closer together, working side by side to make Berk a better place, for both dragons and Vikings.

Father and daughter, along with Gobber and Vipermei, celebrated their success over dinner when they heard loud rumbling coming from outside, followed by terrified roars and screams.

Toothless jumped in fright and took refuge in Hanna's old room. The fathers and daughters rushed outside to find a thunderous sight. Lightning striking everywhere, especially on the dragon perches.

"Whoa! Look at this storm!" Vipermei gasped.

"The lightning's hitting everywhere." Hanna commented.

"It doesn't usually strike here." Stoick noticed.

"Lei Gong must be mad at Snotlout for the egg snatching." Vipermei said, making the three others look to her, confused. "Lei Gong is the god of thunder back in China. He punishes mortals guilty of secret crimes and evil spirits, striking them with thunder made by his drum, mallet and chisel!"

"We're in Berk, not China, Mei." Gobber told, using her nickname. From him, it was sweet and affectionate. She didn't mind him calling her Mei. "We have Thor. You know, the only other time I ever remember lightning striking Berk was…"

Then Stoick and Gobber spoke together grimly. "Barnstat."

Their daughters shared an equal look of puzzlement. "Barn-who?"

"Jürgen Barnstat, drifter, sailed into town." Stoick explained. "He was stealing from widows and old men."

"To punish him. Thor gave him a lightning bolt right to his helmet when he was fixing the mast on his ship to make his escape." Gobber pointed inside where a badly charred helmet hung on the wall.

"By the time Thor was finished with him, our whole fleet was on fire."

"We shipped him off the island and Thor hasn't hit the village since."

"Threw him off the island? Pretty harsh…" Hanna murmured before gasping in surprise at a loud clap of thunder, followed by lightning bolts striking houses, setting them on fire.

"Gobber, organize a Bucket brigade. I'm going up to the Great Hall." Stoick ordered, then ran off to the hall.

Another stroke of lightning came thundering, making Toothless jumped up in fright. Like a scaredy cat, he yelped and ran off.

"Toothless!" Hanna cried as she chased after her dragon.

She followed his swinging tail throughout the burning village. Some were trying to throw buckets of water one by one, until Stoick came up and threw the whole trough effortlessly, and even the dragons were dropping down carts of water.

"Toothless!" Hanna kept looking for Toothless but he was nowhere in sight.

"Oh yeah! That's what I'm talking about!"

"I've always liked Thor."

Hanna turned, looked up and saw, on a nearby roof, Tuffnut whooping for joy and Ruffnut grinning with devilish delight, watching the village burn to the ground.

Hanna only gave them a blank look. "Seriously?"

"Seriously yes! Boltstriker would LOVE this!" Ruffnut exclaimed.

"And I would love to see Hildr…" Tuffnut said dreamily.

Heather, Brant, and Vipermei were already on their dragons, trying to help in the chaos while Fishlegs and Snotlout came running down the steps.

"Man, I love these storms!" Snotlout called out, grinning like a child. "I really hope it rains! When it does, I cancel bath night and just stand outside with nothing but a sponge and a bar of soap!"

"We know! The village has had meetings about it." Fishlegs reminded bitterly, remembering the sight of Snotlout's rain-shower night all too much.

"And nightmares, by the sound of it." Vipermei commented after she overheard the boys.

"You likey to see me nakey?" Snotlout swayed his hips suggestively her way.

And she recoiled. "I've seen butchered pigs looking better naked."

No noticed one bolt of lightning hitting a metal perch that passed onto a house and exploded, all too close to-

"Hanna!"

Alaric tackled her, saving her from the explosion. They rolled in the dirt and ended up stopping with Alaric on top of Hanna. They stared into each other's eyes, unsure of how to react. Then Hanna gave a nervous grin and Alaric immediately got off her, then helped her up.

"Thanks."

They shared a genuine smile until more thunder rudely interrupted them. Alaric put his arms over her to shield her.

"I need to find Toothless!

"I just saw him by the Great Hall." Heather said.

"Take me there!" Hanna ran away from Alaric and got onto Loptr as they flew off.

Toothless was hopping all over the place, desperately trying to escape the lightning. In his running, he ended up at the great Hall, where the Vikings were resting and complaining.

"So much lightning! It's like we're under siege!" Bucket cried, clutching his head.

"Thor is mighty angry at us!" Mulch exclaimed.

"Yes, but why?" Gobber asked.

Lightning struck violently again. This time, it illuminated the sight of Toothless sitting on a perch beside the hall, roaring at the sky, as if he was telling Thor to knock it off. Then the black dragon jumped off just before a bolt hit the perch, lighting it up with sparks. He jumped catlike from one perch to the next, each time followed by Thor's thunderbolts.

"Look! The lightning is following him!"

"Toothless!"

Hanna jumped off Loptr just as Toothless leapt from more lightning. His rider flung herself at his head and begun to sooth him with rubs.

"Its ok, buddy."

"Did you all see that?" Mildew cried out, already getting a crowd by just complaining. "Don't you all understand? Thor is angry at all of us…because of him!"

He pointed his staff straight at Toothless.

"Oh gods." Hanna moaned.

"Really, Mildew?" Heather questioned with annoyance at the obnoxious old man.

He wouldn't stop ranting, "As you all know, the Night Fury is the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself! We let him live among us and now we will all pay the price!"

"He doesn't give up, does he?" Brant said.

"The lightning struck right at the dragon. Right at the dragon! A lighting storm the likes of which we've never had!"

Unfortunately, his ranting had gotten gestures and words of agreements from the crowd.

"There is only one thing for us to do… banish the Night Fury!"

"What? Hanna gasped. "That's ridiculous!"

"It's the only way. Thor is angry at us because of the Night Fury. You all saw it!"

"You can't do that!" Heather yelled out.

"If we don't act now, need I remind you of Barnstat? Get rid of the dragon!"

The crowd turned into a mob in an instant and begun advancing towards the pair. Hanna hugged her dragon's head as he growled in defense. His throat released deep groans, his mouth opened, the inside glowing bright purple…

Then Alaric swooped in, axe in hand, making the mob back off with just a burning look.

"Stay away from my cousin!"

Snotlout threw himself in front of his cousin, using himself as a shield for her and her dragon.

"Back! Back! All of you!" Stoick shouted. Then he spoke more calmly. "I know you're afraid, but this isn't how we do things on Berk! These dragons are not the beasts we once thought they were. They're part of us now."

"Not this one! Not anymore." Mildew protested. "Open your eyes, Stoick. It's the only solution and you know it. It worked with Barnstat and it'll work with Toothless."

"Oh please." Brant sighed with his eyes rolling. "He just wants an excuse to reignite the dragon war. More blood and glory for him."

"That's not hard." Heather commented. "Vikings are unreasonable. They just want an excuse to attack anything. Just look at the doubles and Mei's tormenter."

"Dad, It's probably just a misunderstanding!" Hanna spoke out, rubbing Toothless' head, trying to calm him down. "The lightning spooked him! He hates getting caught off guard."

Snotlout couldn't resist the temptation to mock. "Awww, is the wittle dragy-waggy scared? Ha! Some unholy offspring of lightning and death."

Toothless responded with a roar that blew Snotlout away screaming.

"Easy, dear." Stoick soothed softly. "Remember, Berk is still for people."

"Yeah, Vikings before dragons." Gobber said. Just beside him and his daughter, Zhou gave him a hurt look. "Yeah, I said it, dragon. Deal with it."

"Not helping, Pa." Vipermei snapped.

"I meant that the village is still adjusting to all these new changes you brought in."

"So what? Are you really gonna banish Toothless just to please a bunch of narrow-minded mutton heads? Have you all forgotten what Toothless and I have done for this village? For the entire Archipelago?!"

Hanna was outraged, totally outraged. Call her dramatic, but she was still adjusting life back on Berk, home to the most stubborn species on the flat known world, and still distrustful to the ones who hurt her in the past.

"Han-"

"If Toothless goes, so do I!"

"You can't!" Stoick cried. His daughter can't leave! Not when they were making such great progress…

"Toothless can't fly without me and I can't live without him! He's my best friend. My first friend. 6 years ago, I didn't have to anyone talk to. I was too different. But Toothless was just as different as me. He changed my life, gave me a reason to live. And I am not letting some cranky old crybaby tear me and him apart."

Her father went silent. He knew the dragon was special to her but he never knew how much she loved him until now. About as much to leave together for the second time.

And he can't let her walk away again.

"There must be another way…" He said under his breath. He turned to the crowd. "You're right, all of you. I believe Thor is angry…but I don't believe he's angry at Toothless."

"Well then who do you suppose he's angry at?" Mildew spat.

"I don't know how Thor's mind works, Mildew, but we will find a way to sooth his anger."

"We'll sooth his anger by banishing the Night Fury!"

WHACK!

"Ow!" Mildew yelped as a hard force stroked down on his head. He rubbed the sore spot and glared at whoever dare to strike him. "Blasted woman!"

Gothi glared right back, her beady eyes sending shivers through his bony body.

"I heard Gothi turned him five times when they were young. He never got over it." Snotlout hissed to the twins, making the three of them snicker. Vipermei overheard and snickered as well.

Gothi was accompanied by Gustav and Kerstin. She started writing in the dirt and the two kids with her begun translating.

"Gothi says banishing an innocent won't solve anything." Kerstin said.

"Then what will? Why is Thor angry tonight?" Stoick asked.

"The reason is beyond her power."

"What does that mean?" Gobber questioned.

"She doesn't know why." Gustav stated as Gothi shrugged.

Unbelivable.

Even Gothi doesn't know why Thor is mad.

"Maybe we can ease his anger with an offering." Stoick suggested. "One that isn't shipping Toothless off the island!"

Mildew huffed.

"Thor tore a hole in the great hall. Maybe he's hungry, I know I am." Tuffnut called out.

"In the past, I know Thor's enjoyed a sacrifice or two." Fishlegs mentioned.

"Let's sacrifice Tuffnut." Ruffnut grinned, sticking a thumb over her shoulder.

Beside her, her brother stared at her before nonchalantly folded his arms. "Okay! What time should I be there? There better be fire involved."

"No one's going to be sacrificed!" Stoick yelled.

"Not yet anyway." Snotlout snickered.

"Actually, I think getting one of the twins out will be beneficial." Gobber said.

"I had a great-aunt who was cursed by Odin once." Alaric spoke out. "She had to pay tribute to him by sailing to the end of the earth."

"Let's do that to the dragon and its girl!" Mildew cried.

"Shut up or I'll have you sent to the edge of the earth." Stoick growled.

"Did it work?" Hanna asked just for the heck of it.

Astrid shrugged. "I don't know. I guess she couldn't find it because she kept showing up from the opposite direction."

Then Snotlout wasted no time in showing off, flexing his muscular arms. "If I were Thor, I would want a giant statue. Of myself, Snotlout, as Thor."

"You do know that we're trying to make him happy, right?" Alaric frowned, unimpressed.

"Exactly!" Snotlout proceeded to kiss his biceps.

Vipermei rolled her eyes at Snotlout's lousy demonstration. "At least back in China, we know why Lei Gong is angry. What's the matter with Thor?"

"I don't know, but I have to agree with de old fart. Thor hasn't hit us 'til Toothless came along." Gobber pointed out.

"But Toothless was here long before tonight!" Hanna exclaimed, her sanity and patience cutting shorter by the second. "Why now? We just put up the perches!"

Then she paused. A realization dawned on her.

The reason of the problem!

"That's it! Thor isn't angry at Toothless! It's the metal of the perches! Toothless was on the perches, that's why the lighting is chasing him!

"Oh, bah!" Mildew scoffed. "Have you ever heard anything so insane?"

"Of course it's insane. I figured it out. It's the metal. The lightning is hitting the metal. Just think, we never had a lightning storm like this until we put up those perches, right? And they're all made of metal!"

"Rubbish!"

"You could get rid of Toothless, you could throw him off the edge of the world, but it's not going to stop this lighting from destroying Berk. But you don't care about that, do you, Mildew?"

Once she put Mildew on the spot, all eyes were on him and he suddenly went beet red.

"You don't care about that the village is under siege by Thor at all. You just want to go back to senseless killing of innocent dragons just to satisfy your greed. You don't care how it affects us all, whatever decision we make, you only want to bring back the 300-year dragon war for yourself! I may not trust Berk as far as I can throw them yet after what I went through…but I am trying to help both sides for the good of everyone, unlike you. I see two sides of the same wheel and I know dragons and Vikings can live in peace, together. You're basically committing treason by putting your selfish desires high above the needs of Berk. So, for the good of Berk…SHUT YOUR HOLE!"

There was a still silence after her outburst. Stoick was beaming with pride.

Thunder boomed.

"Just look!"

She pointed to the perches. Lightning struck violently again, but as before, only perches were hit then struck the huts.

"The lightning is attracted to the metal! Thor has no control over that Dad, remember back when Hildr killed Dagur? The lightning bolt hit her and her armor lit up with electricity. I designed the suit myself! How else can she ride thunderbolts?"

"I get it." Fishlegs spoke out. "It's like water to a stream, air to the wind."

"Like the male population to you, Hanna." Heather couldn't resist to taunt. Hanna shot her a frown.

"Then that means Thor's power of lightning is simply drawn to so much metal we put up." Stoick said. "But the perches are still a problem.

"Then that means we have to get the perches down." Hanna groaned. "We can't use wood. It burns and not as strong-"

Her father laid a huge hand on her small shoulder. "It's still early, lass. Everyone, get to work!"

As everyone separated, Snotlout watched Mildew waddle off, grumbling, cursing the girl who embarrassed him in front of the whole village.

"You know, I think Thor might be angry at Mildew." He mused to himself. Then he smirked and leaned in to Vipermei and the twins. "I got an idea."

"How alarming." Vipermei retorted with a smirk of her own.

On the highest point on the island of Berk, a hut and cabbage field stood alone in contented peace…

…until a big dragon with the body of bones dropped a bulky metal statue that oddly resembled a divine Viking right in front of the hut.

"What the?"

Mildew curiously opened his door after hearing a thud and was shocked at his discovery. He heard crackling. He looked up and saw the Boneknapper belonging to Gobber's adopted daughter flying away.

"You'll pay for this!"

Meanwhile, four troublemakers laughed heartily on Zhou's back.

"Thor should be happy with that offering." Snotlout mocked.

Vipermei slapped his arm, laughing. "Great idea, Snothead! But can't we just sacrifice the old goat instead?"

"What goat? Mildew has a sheep." Tuffnut said, confused.

"Sometimes I think we're the smart ones." Ruffnut commented, thinking she was smart.

In no time, Mildew's little patch of Hel was having the same bad storm earlier. The statue got hit by lightning and struck Mildew right inside his own home, making him scream.