Chapter 1: The Beginning - Coming To The Theatre
A/N
Please ignore my other unfinished stories? I have a huge case of writers block, and this just won't leave my head.
Hiccup's P.O.V.
I was cuddling with Loki, as he was in human form, when all of a sudden, a bright light teleported us to a strange room, with a large white cloth on one side. We landed on a green and black bed, with the word TOOTHCUP engraved on the headboard. We looked around in confusion, failing to realize that we were still wrapped up in each other's arms. "Uhhhh… you may want to separate yourselves before the rest if berk gets here… Oh! And Loki, could you please turn back into Toothless? Thanks!" we heard a female voice say. We yelped before untangling ourselves. The girl stands at 1.67 meters (167 cm) (A/N also my real height! I'm only 12 yrs old XD!)
She smiled at us before saying "Ok, Hiccup, please go and sit on that beanbag over there." she pointed to a dark green beanbag that faded into a slightly lighter green, located in front of some transparent, shimmering, white wall. "Toothless, could you please fly over to that stone slab over there?" she requested politely, pointing over to a stone slab, close to my 'beanbag', but on the other side of the shimmery wall.
Now that I finally got a good look at her, I saw that she had light brown skin, dark brown eyes, black hair that was tied up into a high pony with blonde highlights. She was wearing a black tank top with silver swirly patterns printed on it, a pair of ripped, black, slim-fit jeans, and golden high tops which lit up on the soles (A/N sketchers light ups) and had one small stud in each ear, with the exception of the right, which also had a small gold hoop a couple cm after the stud.
"Ok, so… I'm gonna do the intros once everyone else gets here, so… sit tight!" she said before snapping her fingers causing a white light to envelope the room, and drop the ''fearless'' vikings of berk in a pile onto the floor, with dad at the very bottom.
"Where are we?! In the name of Stoick The Vast, chief of Berk, I demand you tell us where we are!" Dad yelled trying to sound intimidating, but not succeeding as he was trapped under all the other vikings. I snickered quietly before saying "uh, dad? Maybe don't insult the person responsible for bringing us here? She's clearly very powerful, and you, well, you're weaponless. "WHAT?!" I had to cover my ears at that.
"Thanks Hiccup! It's been a while since someone defended me!" the girl said happily, before scowling. "ALRIGHT, LISTEN UP MUTTONHEADS!" she yelled, to get everyone's attention. "My name is DorkyInvisibleOutcast, but you can just call me Dork! You are here to watch a movie!" she said calmer.
"Umm, pardon me, but, what's a movie?" asked Fishlegs, quite timidly. "Right! A movie is… ok, how to explain this?..." Dork trailed off, tapping her chin. "Aha!" she snapped her fingers. "A movie is a series of moving pictures, along with sound and music." she explained.
"Now, I am going to bring in some other guests and you are not, I repeat, NOT, to attack them" another flash (I was getting tired of those things) and suddenly dragons appeared on the remaining stone slabs. "AAAAAARRRRGGGGG!"" I had to cover my ears at the resounding cry that echoed around the room as vikings threw themselves at the dragons, only to be thrown back, full force. My father started pounding his fists on the shimmery wall. "That is a barrier. The dragons can't touch you, and you can't touch them." Dork explained "and NO, you CANNOT OUTSMART IT, PRANK IT, OR BRIBE IT." she stated, glaring at the twins, Snotlout, Astrid, and Stoick.
"Now, the movie that we will be watching is called 'How To Train Your Dragon'." When I heard that name, I paled. "Let's begin!" Dork snapped her fingers, and teleported to some sort of booth as the lights dimmed and the movie started. The words HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON appeared on the screen in red font as the opening music began playing.