"English"

"Norse"

==TST==

At the training site later that afternoon, I had donned my cloak once more. It did a good job covering up the small recording devices I was wearing.

"Today is about teamwork. Work together and you might survive." Gobber instructed the vikings.

The vikings had been broken off in pairs. Astrid and Ruffnut, Snotlout and Tuffnut, and Hiccup and Fishlegs. They were each carrying buckets full of water. Hiccup was doing...his best?

Nah that's a lie.

He sucked.

Then again, they all sucked, so meh.

The doors to Barf and Belch's cage burst open. It spread out around the arena.

I let out a soft sigh. At the time, I thought I'd be able to see them. Well I couldn't. That's awful. And inconveniencing.

"Now, a wet dragon head can't light its fire." Gobber explained. "The Hideous Zippleback is extra tricky. One head breathes gas, the other head lights it." I squinted, trying to catch sight of the young Vikings amidst the smoke. "Your job is to know which is which."

I let out a sigh, leaning against the rocks in growing boredom. There were better uses of my time now, something way cooler I could be doing instead of watching Barf's gas.

Nothing could really be heard, or properly made out. The gas was causing interference. Cause fuck my life, I suppose.

There was some yelling. My head raised to try and see.

To my disappointment it was just Snotlout and Tuffnut pouring water on the girls. At least the gas was starting to thin.

"Hey!"

"It's us, idiots." Ruffnut snarked.

"It's us, idiots." I repeated, knowing I would have so much fun now. "Idiot. Idiot, idiot. Id-i-ot."

"Your butts are getting bigger. We thought you were a dragon."

"Not that there's anything wrong with a dragon-esque figure." Snotlout commented just as Astrid elbowed him in the face.

Ruffnut punched Tuffnut in the throat. Just at

Tuffnut screamed, as Barf and Belch's tail came out. It knocked him to the ground, dragging him into the thicker of the fog.

Astrid held up her hand to Ruffnut. The fighting stopped. "Wait."

"Wait." I repeated, in a low voice, watching the gas continue to thin out. "Wait idiot. Wait idiot. Hiccup is gonna hate that I learned this."

Tuffnut screamed as he ran out from the fog. "Oh, I'm hurt. I am very much hurt."

I had to fight from laughing.

"Look out!" Hiccup yelled.

Barf's head snaked out from the smoke. Fishlegs yelped, jumping away from it. He threw his water bucket at Barf's head.

"Oh. Wrong head." Fishlegs squeaked

Barf let out another stream of gas. Fishlegs screamed, running away.

"Fishlegs!" Gobber yelled.

Belch came up next. Sparks were coming

"Now, Hiccup!" Gobber ordered.

Hiccup threw up his water pail. It splashed down on the ground, not even close to Barf and Belch. If anything, I don't even think it went above Hiccup's head.

"Oh, come on!" Hiccup complained.

The Zippleback leapt at him. He fell back, cowering from them. Their wings flared, blocking my view. It did, however, disperse the remaining gas in the cage.

"RUN, Hiccup!" Gobber yelled. He covered his eyes with hook. There was no screaming, though. "Hiccup!"

Barf and Belch reeled away from Hiccup.

The viking boy stood up to his feet, guiding the Zippleback towards their cage.

"BACK! BACK! BACK! Now don't you make me tell you again!" Hiccup scolded. My shoulders shook with the force it took to hide my laughter. "Yes, that's right. Back into your cage."

He guided them inside. I couldn't hear what he said as he closed the gate shut, with the eel inside.

Hiccup turned to his fellow vikings, who all gawked at him.

"Okay! So are we done? Because I've got some things I need to." Hiccup told them, running to the door. I made my way back into the wood. "Yep...see you tomorrow."

==TST==

When I made it to the Pit, Hiccup was about to climb back out of it. It seems he was here just for the measurements of Toothless.

"No." I stated. "Back."

Hiccup let out a sigh. "I can't, Starfire. I need to go make the saddle."

"No." I countered. "Back." My arm stretched towards the Pit, pointing inside.

Hiccup-to his credit- tried to avoid me.

I was good at twisting things so they'd go the way they needed for the better.

For example, Hiccup's arm.

That thing I twisted around onto his back. Hiccup yelped at the surprise. "Hey! Let go."

"No." I repeated with cheer. "Back."

"Look, Starfire-"

Whoop, that didn't sound like the tone of someone agreeing with me.

So I wrapped my arm around his waist, using it as support so I could flip Hiccup up in the air then drop him on his front of the grass.

"Hello." I cheered. "Good?" I asked.

Hiccup groaned. "Ow. Ow. That hurt, that really hurt."

"Poor baby." I put on pouty lips, not afraid to mock the boy. He was cool. He got sarcasm. That's as cool as you get.

Hiccup turned around from where he lay, glaring at me.

I picked Hiccup up to his feet.

He stumbled, balancing himself back to rights.

Holding out my hands, I took up a fighting stance. I challenged him to charge at me.

The viking stared in confusion.

My arms moved in more of a flourish, encouraging him to attack me.

Hiccup prepped himself, then charged for an attack.

With barely any trying, I dodged the charge and moved in a way that flipped Hiccup on his back. He huffed when he hit the dirt.

I held my hand out to him. Hiccup took the hand. Once on his feet, I took the fighting stance. "Again." I instructed.

Hiccup prepared to push his fist at my face.

I held up a hand to stop him. He froze. I picked up my Asgardian spear, using it to adjust the placing of his feet.

"What are you doing?" Hiccup asked.

"Training." I answered. "No good with Gobber. He train bigger kids. You..." I gestured to all of him.

"Gee thanks." Hiccup complained while I moved his arms about.

"No good at words. Train no good at saying. Fuck I hate this so much!" I complained to myself. "We...uhh...give...back? Teamwork? Work...together. Train you fight, train me saying?"

"You want...to teach me to fight..." Hiccup reasoned. He looked down at his newly shifted body, which was a better fighting pose. "If I teach you to speak Norse?"

"...yes?" I winced. "I think."

Hiccup swallowed. "This is a bad idea. So so bad." Hiccup ran his hand down his face. "I shouldn't."

"Yes." I agreed...I was agreeing to him, I hope. Hiccup winced. "Hiccup yes. Hiccup YES!"

Hiccup groaned. "Starfire-"

"Hiccup yes!"

He groaned. "Fine. Fine! I'll do it." He sighed. I blinked, trying to encourage him. "Hiccup yes."

I cheered, throwing my hands up.