The eight members of the Berk Dragon Training Academy were doing some training. On their agenda, Hostage Rescuing.

A boat with a life sized dummy had been floated out to sea and the job of the Riders and their dragons was to 'rescue' the hostage using all that they've learned from their past training sessions.

With a sundial to help him record the time of each rescuer, Fishlegs gave the go signal to Snotlout and Hookfang. The Monstrous Nightmare lifted off the ground, did two midair loops before going into a power dive! Reaching out his right arm, Snotlout grabbed the dummy and triumphantly yelled, "Yes, Hookfang! Victory loop!" and Hookfang proceeded to celebrate their success with a few tricks.

"Hmmm…pretty impressive on how they did it in such a fast time," one-eyed Zenna Fiersome remarked as she and Stryka, her also one-eyed female Night Fury, looked at the sundial. Sitting on his best dragon friend, Toothless, beside his Milady Astrid, who was sitting on her Deadly Nadder, Stormfly, one-legged Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III said, "You know, I hate to admit it, but…Snotlout actually looks like he's worked on his rescue training."

But Hiccup spoke too soon.

Snotlout had Hookfang do a victory loop…right into the water!

"Uh, let's not get ahead of ourselves," Astrid said, Zenna nodding in agreement while Ruffnut and Tuffnut watched in excitement as Snotlout and Hookfang burst out of the water seconds later, the dummy Viking banging against the rough rocky surface of the sea stack, before landing in front of the rest of the team. "Another victim saved!" Snotlout, soaking wet, grinned triumphantly. Then the dummy's head promptly fell off, making Snotlout yelp and toss that to the ground too.

"More like maimed," Zenna sighed, seeing that her Mom was gonna have to make another practice dummy for the Academy.

"Yeah…you got the victim part right," chubby Fishlegs Ingerman said brightly. "Shut up, Fishlegs. Big deal, so his head fell off. It's not like he's on fire or anything," Snotlout said in annoyance. Then Hookfang set the dummy on fire and, then, stomped on it to demonstrate how to extinguish fires – dragon style!

Hiccup, Toothless, Zenna, Stryka, Fishlegs, Meatlug, Astrid and Stormfly looked at Snotlout and Hookfang with shocked expressions. Turning to face his friends, Snotlout gave them a slightly panicked look. Fishlegs, holding his notebook, opened his mouth only for Snotlout to say, "Shut up, Fishlegs…"

"Okay, Astrid! You and Stormfly are up!" Zenna nodded to the blonde Hofferson maiden and Deadly Nadder.

Stormfly immediately went into focus mode and launched spine after spine for Astrid to grab onto as she climbed up a sea stack with amazing speed and agility. With a grunt, Astrid reached the top. "Great work, Astrid!" Hiccup nodded in approval. "Great work? Pfft! Try lame work! Hello, flying dragon? Might be a little quicker to get to the top of the sea stack," Snotlout scoffed, making appropriate hand gestures for emphasis. "What if your victim is trapped on the side of a cliff and your dragon can't get close enough? You ever think of that?" Astrid retorted.

"Yes!" Snotlout grinned arrogantly before realizing that Astrid made perfect sense. "No…shut up, Astrid!" he grumbled. "Wow, you're telling a whole lot of people to shut up today," Zenna rolled her eye and raised one of her battle sticks threateningly just as Snotlout was about to open his mouth to tell her to shut up.

"Okay! So, uh, Fishlegs, looks like you're up!" Hiccup said quickly so as to avoid any more tension between the other Riders. Patting Meatlug gently, Fishlegs gave the signal. Fully extending her wings, Meatlug flew up, up, up until Fishlegs said, "I call this the Stop." And she stopped.

At Fishlegs' command of, "Drop!" Meatlug tucked in her wings and plummeted towards the ground! Hookfang saw that the enormous Gronckle was going to land on him and quickly flew off, leaving Snotlout behind! "Oh no…" the Jorgenson boy mumbled and screamed as Meatlug's big caboose came into view! That's when Meatlug stopped falling and hovered, just mere inches away from squishing Snotlout.

"And Hover!" Fishlegs concluded.

"I like it, Fishlegs!" Hiccup said, impressed.

"Very impressive, you two!" Zenna grinned, seeing that the maneuver could come in handy. Snotlout, having escaped getting flattened by Meatlug, glared.

"Oh, come on! That's not rescuing! That's falling!" he complained. "Actually, this is falling," Fishlegs smiled mischievously, having Meatlug drop right onto Snotlout!

Toothless and Stryka both winced and warbled, "Ouch…" while Snotlout raised his right arm, the only limb that hadn't gotten trapped underneath Meatlug's sheer bulk, and muttered, "Hookfang, rescue!" only for his Monstrous Nightmare to leave him.

"Thank you!" Snotlout's muffled voice said sarcastically. Zenna sighed and had Fishlegs get Meatlug to move so she could tend to Snotlout's bruises (or, more accurately, bruised ego) and Hiccup turned to the Thorston Twins.

"Okay, guys, you wanna show us your rescue skill now?" Hiccup asked them.

"Sure!" Tuffnut said gamely and, then, he and Ruffnut both gripped Barf and Belch's horns and made their faces serious.

Hiccup and the others looked at them, expecting the Twins and their Hideous Zippleback to take off and demonstrate an actual rescue technique but they just stayed there, rooted to their spot.

"So…let's see it," Hiccup said, breaking the awkward silence.

No response from the Twins whatsoever.

"Ruff? Tuff?" Zenna asked, wondering if more screws in the Twins' brains have come loose. "Uh, you are seeing it," Tuffnut told her and the rest of the group. "Pretty cool, huh?" Ruffnut asked.

"What awre thwey evwen doowiingg…?" Toothless rumbled, cocking his head to the side.

"Bweats me…" Stryka shrugged her wings. "Our rescue skill is not falling off the sea stack! That way no actual rescue is necessary," Tuffnut explained. "Ta-da!" Ruffnut said grandly, throwing her arms out to the sides and unintentionally smacked her brother in the face!

"Aaaaah!" Tuffnut screamed before hitting the water with a loud 'splash!'

"We're still working out the kinks," Ruffnut admitted. Sighing, Zenna decided to demonstrate the rescue technique she and Stryka had come up with. And Tuffnut in the water made a very good victim.

Swooping down to where Tuffnut was currently doggy paddling amongst the waves, Zenna looked at Stryka, made sure that she was securely strapped into the saddle, and nodded.

"Wow!" "Whoa!" "Cool…"

Everyone was amazed as Stryka slowly flipped herself upside down and actually kept on flapping her wings so she and Zenna were still hovering in the air! "Tuff, grab my hands!" Zenna called out to the male Thorston, letting her arms dangle over her head right above Tuffnut. Swallowing nervously, Tuffnut did as he was told. Suddenly, Zenna swung her arms back and, the next thing everyone knew, Tuffnut was on the saddle with his back against Zenna's!

"Wow…cool trick…" Tuffnut remarked.

"Thanks! Stryka and I have been working on that for a while," Zenna smiled, looking over her shoulder as Stryka rejoined the other dragons on the sea stack. "H-how did you do that?" Hiccup stuttered, amazed. "We've been practicing that maneuver for weeks. Hopefully we might be able to turn that upside down hovering into upside down flying in the near future," Zenna replied, scratching Stryka behind the ears.

"Aurora, do you and Shadow wanna try?" Hiccup questioned the duo.

"Hmm... alright." Aurora stated. "Ready Shadow?"

"Yeah, let's go!" Shadow cheered before the Titan Wing Dramillon flew down from the sea stack and Aurora spread her wings and flew off of Shadow while the Dramillion cloaked himself and dove into the water. Aurora flew in and blasted some Outcasts cutout targets with her plasma blast while at the same time Shadow snuck onto the boat and grabbed the hostage dummy and flew away with Aurora following.

"Ah, a diversion tactic, nice." Hiccup praised.

Finally Hiccup and Toothless ended the day's training with their skill. Set up on some rocks nearby were three wooden Outcast targets. And Hiccup and Toothless were getting ready to blast the targets to pieces.

"Barrel roll! Multiple blast!" Hiccup shouted and Toothless did a couple of barrel rolls in flight and, simultaneously, shot out three plasma blasts that destroyed the Outcast targets in no time!

Toothless was really pleased with himself and crooned as Hiccup gently petted him for a job well done.

"Nice…" Zenna smiled.

"Wow…" Astrid breathed out in amazement along with Fishlegs and the Twins. Only Snotlout wasn't impressed. "Stop oohing! That's not even a rescue skill!" the Jorgenson boy exclaimed.

"Of course it is. You always need cover fire during a rescue. Everyone knows that. Pretty impressive, Hiccup," Fishlegs chided Snotlout before directing his last sentence towards Hiccup.

"Hey, Fishlegs, you need some help getting your nose out of Hiccup's…" Snotlout managed to say before Hiccup sharply said, "Snotlout!" to keep him from making things worse.

"Oh boy, here we go…again," Zenna sighed, shaking her head, knowing that brains and brawn were about to clash once again.

Fishlegs looked calm as he faced Snotlout.

"It's okay, Hiccup. He's just mad because he was dead last in the rescue competition. But what else is new," Fishlegs said coolly.

Hiccup looked increasingly nervous as he said, "Uh, guys, this isn't a competition." Only for the Tuffnut to say, "Uh, yes, it is." Followed by Ruffnut who said, "You know, they say competition is the very essence of life itself."

Everyone else stared at Ruffnut in stupefaction upon hearing her words. "Whoa…since when did Ruffnut become one of those philosophers we met back in Greece, Stryka?" Zenna whispered in surprise to her one-eyed dragoness. Stryka merely warbled in confusion.

Then Astrid broke the awkward silence. "It's true. Weird that she said it like that but it's true. It's always a competition," she said, agreeing with Ruffnut.

"This wasn't a competition, you guys. It was training. And we train together to defend Berk and the dragons. When it comes to protecting our home and the ones we love, a competition is the least important thing on our agenda," Zenna told the other Riders seriously. "We are a team. Everyone has a role. No one person is better or more important than another," Hiccup said emphatically.

Instead of feeling inspired and understanding both Riders' speeches, the rest of the Viking teens burst out laughing.

"And our beautiful speeches have no effect, as per usual…" Zenna deadpanned, Stryka gently nuzzling her. Hiccup and Toothless merely looked at each other and sighed.

"Uh, you two don't really buy that, do you?" Snotlout asked, snorting with laughter.

"We do, actually. Yes! Wait, do you all feel the way Snotlout does?" Hiccup asked, confused.

"No!" Aurora barked.

"Uh, Hiccup, you and Zenna ride Toothless and Stryka, two Night Furies. And the Night Furies are at the top of the charts for intelligence, speed, accuracy and, well, everything," Fishlegs pointed out, making Meatlug a little upset. The female Gronckle cooed in confusion. "No offense, girl," Fishlegs said quickly, patting Meatlug's hide gently. "Ahem...?" Aurora coughed.

"What?" Fishlegs questioned.

"What about Snow and the Night Lights?" Aurora questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh.. right... them too.." Fishlegs corrected.

"You wanna know what I think?" Snotlout asked.

"No!" the rest of the gang shouted at him but he still pitched in his idea.

"I think we'll never know who the best Dragon Trainer is because we don't have a level playing field," Snotlout said.

Hiccup, Toothless, Zenna and Stryka merely looked at each other, perplexed.

"Uh Snotlout, you do know that be default Aurora is the best Dragon Trainer, right?" Astrid pointed out. "She's trained hundreds of different species of dragons, even those we thought were untrainable."

"Yep.." the others agreed.

"Hang on a second…what if we did have a level playing field? What if we could prove once and for all who's got the skills and who doesn't?" Fishlegs said.

"Trust me, Fishlegs, you don't want that," Snotlout retorted.

"Oh, I think I do," Fishlegs said, confident that he could beat Snotlout in the upcoming competition.

"And there is no stopping them…" Zenna deadpanned, Stryka rolling her eyes in agreement. Hiccup and Toothless could only look at each other and hope that, whatever competition Fishlegs had in mind, it wasn't going to be too dangerous. "Wait.. how about I choose the competition?" Aurora suddenly asked.

"You?!" Snotlout exclaimed.

"I have trained alot more dragons that you guys so if I can included in this competition, no offense, but all of you would lose, so its only best if I choose the competition and act as the judge." Aurora explained.

"She makes a good point." Hiccup agreed.

"Yeah." Zenna said. "Alright Aurora, you picked the competition."

Later, at the Berk Dragon Training Academy, Aurora revealed to everyone else what kind of competition he had in mind.

"Alright you guys, for the compeition, I'm gonna have you guys train..." she pulled the lever and out of the cages came... three Short wing Death Songs and four short wing Triple Strykes.

"This is your playing field?" Snotlout asked incredulously.

"Yes, each of you will choose one of theses babies and have a day to train it. Then I will judge you on how well you've trained it. And since you guys don't really know about young Death Songs and Triple Styrkes, everyone has the same mind field about them." Aurora explained.

"Ah, a good playing field, Aurora.." Viggo said entering the Academy. "Though are you sure you wanna place three Death Songs were three of them?" Aurora knew he was referring to Snotlout and the twins.

"Don't worry, Viggo. I've already chosen who gets which dragon." Aurora stated. "Hiccup, Zenna, Astrid, you three get the baby Death Songs. Snotlout, Tuffnut, Ruffnut and Fishlegs will get the Triple Strykes."

"Ahahahahahahaha! Oh man…hahaha! I can't keep a straight face…" Snotlout laughed, wiping tears of mirth away from his eyes. "I fail to see the humor, Snotlout," Fishlegs said coolly.

"Okay, you guys, the-the point of all this is…" Hiccup tried to intervene but Snotlout was already milking the argument for all it was worth.

"You don't have a chance to win this, Fishlegs. And you wanna know why? Because there are readers and there are doers. And while you've got your nose buried in the Book of Dragons, I'm out there kicking names and taking butts!" Snotlout said emphatically.

"I think you meant that the other way around," Astrid corrected him.

"Shut up, Astrid," Snotlout muttered after an attempt to correct himself.

"He's been saying that ever since this morning…" Zenna observed, Stryka looking thoughtful.

"Oh, guys, come on!" Hiccup sighed, getting in between his cousin and Fishlegs.

"I'll tell you what, Snotlout, you're so confident in your Dragon Training superiority…why don't we make this interesting?" Fishlegs offered, smiling deviously.

"Pfft! All ears!" Snotlout said, always up for a bet. "Losers clean the winner's stall…for a month," Fishlegs set up the bet's terms to which Snotlout readily said, "Done!" followed by Astrid's, "In!" and the Twins' bashing their helmets together.

Zenna shook her head in disbelief while Hiccup was shocked. "Come on, we're not really going to do this, are we?" he asked in disbelief.

"You and Zenna better strap on your helmets 'cause this guy right here…he's bringing the pain," Snotlout said and tried to pick up one of the Triple Strykes but a purple and yellow one screeched and tried to sting him. "WAH!"

Aurora chuckled, "Did I forget to mention that baby Triple Strykes have a tendency to sting anyone they don't really know?"

"No...!" Snotlout, Fishlegs and the twins replied.

"Well then, now you do." Aurora then turned to Hiccup, Zenna and Astrid, "Now for you three, Death Song babies have a tendecny to cry... alot so prepare your eardrums for it. I'm gonna go check on the other dragons, see ya.." and with that Aurora left leaving the riders with seven baby dragons to train.

"Guess I'll take this one…! Bring on the pain…!" Snotlout squeaked, walking out of the Academy's arena.

Fishlegs got a red and orange Triple Stryke, the twins got two pink and white ones and Snotlout took the one that ried to sting him earlier. Astrid, Hiccup and Zenna picked up the three baby Death Songs that all looked like Melody, Harmony and Singer.

"Remember: Not a competition!" the two siblings not by blood but by bond both called after the group. Looking at his Death Song, Hiccup sighed, "This is really gonna go bad in a hurry…"

"Look on the bright side, we have some little helpers! Now what should I name you, little one?" Zenna said... before hers started crying at the top of his lungs. "WOAH! Okay.. now I see what she meant..!" Zenna yelled and her Death Songs cry sparked the others to start crying too!

That night, the group was having major difficulty training their short wing dragons.

In the Fiersome House, Zenna's baby Death Song was still crying his lungs out. "Zenna, honey make him stop!" Edgar cried, covering his ears.

"I tired everything but he won't stop dad!" Zenna yelled overtop of the baby's cry. Stryka covered her ears too. That's when Aurora and Shadow entered the room, "Aurora, can't you help our daughter with this baby?" Henna called over the baby's cry.

"Sorry Ms. Fiersome, I'm only the judge and judges can't help with the competition." Aurora apologized, earning a groan from the family.

At the Hiccup and Astrid's house the families were facing the same dilemma while at the others houses, the baby Triple Stryke kept hissing at them and trying to sting them, not even allowing them to get close to them at all!

It was a very rough night for all of them.

The Next Morning, the group staggered into the Academy, baggy eyed and exhausted. Aurora and Viggo were in the Academy already with Shadow.

"Let me guess, rough night?" Aurora questioned.

"What do you think...?" Zenna grumbled, cranky. Their dragons shared the same sentiment, having not gotten a wink of sleep cause of the little babies.

Speaking of which, the baby Death Songs and Triple Strykes came in and the three Death Songs started crying again! "There's nothing to quiet them down!" Astrid exclaimed, exasperated.

Aurora sighed and rolled her eyes before she went over to the little Death Songs who looked at her and she started singing to them

Hush little ones

And close your eyes

Dream of two hearts side by side

The moon and stars will be your guide tonight

Hush little ones and say goodnight

Two stars shine as one tight

So make a wish and close your eyes

And may your wish come true

Tonight

Hush little ones goodnight

To the riders, amazement and Viggo's glee, the baby Death Songs cooed and fell asleep while the Triple Strykes calmed down. "H-How did you-?" Hiccup stammered.

"When training dragons, you sometimes have to think outside the box and think like the dragon. With Death Songs, they sing to lure in their prey so they're naturally loving to lullabies and for Triple Styrkes lullabies are a calming sense for them, allowing the trainer to get close to them.." Aurora stated.

The riders were amazed, "I never thought about it that way..." Hiccup admitted.

Aurora smiled and nodded, "I'll give you guys another day to train them and use what I told you guys today.. okay?"

Hiccup and the others nodded and they exited the Academy together. Viggo then came up to her side, "You really think they can train them?"

"Sometimes, they just need a little push." Aurora smiled.

The Next Morning...

"Oh, Slash, you can do this! You're the best, most-most well-trained dragon ever!" Fishlegs gushed to his Triple Stryke and then Aurora and Viggo came in, "Alright everyone, who goes first...?" she asked everyone.

"Okay, time to show off what we've trained our Terrible Terrors to do. Why don't you go first, Snotlout?" Fishlegs asked, not missing a chance to infuriate the bratty Jorgenson boy.

"Why don't you go first?" Snotlout retorted, irritated. "Fine! I'll go first," Fishlegs smiled calmly.

"No, you don't! I'll go first!" Snotlout took his words back and glared at him.

"First? Second? Third? Does it matter? 'Cause in the end, you're gonna come in last," Fishlegs challenged him.

"And this just keeps getting worse…" Zenna sighed while Astrid and the Twins looked on, a bit disturbed at what they'd just witnessed.

"Whoa, what got into Fishlegs?" Astrid wondered out loud.

"Looks like he finally grew some…" Tuffnut managed to say before Hiccup intervened.

'This is really escalating quickly into something even Zenna and I can't control…Well, if you can't beat them…might as well join them and try to get them to see the lesson in all of this…' Hiccup thought as he said, "How about I go first since, aside from Zenna, I don't care whether I win or not 'cause this isn't about winning or losing?"

"Yeah, you keep selling that…loser!" Snotlout said, making Zenna roll her eye at him.

"Ready, Toothless?" Hiccup called out to his best dragon friend, his Death Song baby, Ember, perched on his left arm. Toothless balanced three wooden ducks on his right wing.

"Now!" Hiccup gave the Night Fury the signal and Toothless tossed the wooden ducks into the air! "Ember, fire!" Hiccup ordered. The little green Terrible Terror soared into action and, with pinpoint accuracy, fired three amber shots at the ducks, hitting each one, before landing back on Hiccup's arm.

"Not bad. You're starting off the competition with a bang, Hiccup," Astrid complimented her boyfriend.

"It is not a competition!" Hiccup said emphatically.

"Not yet, it isn't," Fishlegs muttered under his breath. Snotlout merely glared daggers at him.

Astrid, on the other hand, stood in the center and asked, "Well? What do you think?" throwing her arms out. The others looked at her strangely, seeing that her Death Song was nowhere to be found.

"What do we think of what?" Snotlout asked her.

"My dragon's stealth skills," Astrid replied, smiling proudly.

"Right…his skill's so stupid he didn't even show up," Snotlout said sarcastically.

"Or did he?" Astrid asked, folding her arms across her chest.

That's when Snotlout felt like something was perching on his helmet. Looking up, Snotlout could see Astrid's Death Song perched on his helmet.

"Oh, he is good!" Tuffnut remarked, seeing the little dragon suddenly on Ruffnut's helmet next.

"Yeah…Who's good?" Ruffnut asked before looking up in time to see Astrid's Terror fly over to his mistress.

"Sneaky! Then again, he can't do what Butt and Head can do," Tuffnut said.

"Aw, cute, their names are a play on Headbutt if you switch them around," Zenna cooed as the Twins' yellow Terrors backed up on opposite sides of the arena.

"Let me guess, they're gonna run into each other?" Astrid guessed with a knowing look.

"Wrong!" Tuffnut told her just us Butt and Head flew into each other head on!

"They flew into each other!" Ruffnut grinned. "Totally different," Tuffnut smirked.

"Okay, that's certainly…creative. Now, to demonstrate my Death Song's skill. But first…" Zenna said before suddenly knocking Snotlout out with her sticks! That's when Zenna's Death Song flew over to the unconscious Jorgenson boy and flew over him in circles. "Medic here, I've trained to signal me whenever she sees someone injured," Zenna informed the group, taking out a small vial of reviver fluid.

Holding the pungent-smelling vial under Snotlout's nose, Zenna counted to three before Snotlout regained consciousness and gagged at the smell.

Medic chattered happily at him and licked his face, much to Snotlout's disgust.

"What'd I do?!" Snotlout asked angrily, clutching his head in pain.

"I needed a test subject and you were the one closest to me," Zenna merely shrugged as Medic flew up to her shoulder and purred.

"Oh! And Medic can also do the same maneuver to disorient any foes. Watch! Medic, confuse!" Zenna commanded. At Zenna's command, Medic shot off towards Snotlout and spun around him in super fast circles.

The poor Jorgenson got so dizzy trying to follow Medic that he passed out again to everyone's amusement.

"Prepare to be amazed at the smartest little dragon in the Archipelago!" the chubby blond Viking said grandly.

Fishlegs then cleared his throat once more and gestured to Hiccup, Astrid and Zenna the variety of objects he had placed on wooden crates inside the Academy before shuffling the papers on which he had drawn pictures of the various objects. Snotlout scoffed at this. A simple game of fetch and retrieve, that's all Fishlegs taught his Triple Stryke to do!

"Iggy, bring me this!" Fishlegs said, holding up three pictures. One of an apple, one of an orange and one of a banana. Iggy flew over to the apple and grabbed it one tail, then Iggy grabbed the orange and banana with its other tails and then brought them over to Fishlegs.

"Good boy, Iggy! Oh, who's a good little guy?" Fishlegs gushed, cuddling his awesome Terrible Terror.

Meatlug warbled sadly and slumped to the ground, completely depressed.

Snotlout walked up to Fishlegs and rolled his eyes. "Pfft! Whatever. Lucky guess," he scoffed. "Okay, you choose one?" Fishlegs offered him the drawings. Snatching them away, Snotlout looked over them until he settled on the picture of a bucket and held it up. Once he had been shown the picture, Iggy easily fetched the bucket and brought it over and dropped it on Snotlout's head!

"Whoa! Huh, I could do that…" Tuffnut said, a bit impressed.

"Sure you can…" Zenna said teasingly.

Snotlout then got the bucket off his head and tossed it aside. "Big deal! So he plays fetch?" he glared at Fishlegs who coolly asked, "Well, what does your Triple Stryke do?"

"This," Snotlout replied, opening the metal box he had kept his Triple Stryke in, the little Strike Class dragon immediately stung his right leg with one of his stingers! "Ouch…" Toothless and Stryka both crooned as they watched the arrogant Jorgenson brat hop about in pain. F

ishlegs laughed a bit. "So…so let me get this straight…you trained him to bite you?" he asked, chuckling.

"You try getting near him then, I dare you!" Snotlout challenged.

"You're ridiculous! Just tell him I won, Hiccup," Fishlegs merely turned to the one-legged teen.

"You won? Ha! Get real!" Snotlout laughed.

"It wasn't even close!" Fishlegs retorted. Then, the other Riders, save for Hiccup and Zenna, started arguing on who had won the Terrible Terror Training Competition.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, my Terror's stealthiness is pretty awesome too!" Astrid spoke up.

"Astrid, please, there's no brains involved in teaching a Death Song to hide," Fishlegs told her. Astrid frowned and put her hands on her hips.

"Guys…" Zenna sighed, hoping to break up the fight before things got worse, only to get cut off by the Twins.

"Hey! Our trainees rammed their heads together at high speed. That takes brains," Ruffnut pointed out.

"Yeah, really hard rock-like brains," Tuffnut agreed with her.

Hiccup and Zenna could only look at each other and shake their heads as the other Riders began to have a really loud discussion on who was better than all the rest. Aurora and Viggo looked at each other before they rolled their eyes and Aurora charged up a plasma blast before she blasted it in front of the arguing riders, sending the flying back!

"Hey! What was that for?!" Snotlout exclaimed.

"Cause your reason for arguing is childish and stupid." Aurora deadpanned. "Who cares whose the best dragon trainer, what matter is that you help each dragon find its place in the world. That's what I've been doing for years and you guys have been doing that. So it doesn't matter who trains dragons better than the rest."

"Aurora does have a point." Viggo agreed. "Dragons are respectful creatures and it doesn't matter who trains them better."

Fishlegs and the other riders, save for Hiccup and Zenna, looked at each other with remorse. "Aurora's right." Fishlegs stated.

"Yeah.." the others agreed.

"You can still have your little competitions, but not about dragon training.. alright?" Aurora stated to them. The riders nodded in agreement.

Just then,

"Aurora! Zenna..!"

"Huh?" Zenna turned and saw her mom and dad running into the Academy, "Mom/ Dad, what is it?"

"Midnight and Snow's eggs are hatching!" Henna squealed with joy. "Come on..!" Edgar added.

"HATCHING!" Aurora exclaimed before she zipped out of the Academy followed by the others. The group made it to the Fiersome hut and went over to Midnight and Snow's stable where they saw the six little eggs moving around and cracking!

"Ooooh, here they come..." Fishlegs cooed.

Then the eggs burst open and three little Night Furies and Light Furies appeared. "Aww..." the girls cooed at the adorable tiny tooth dragons. They were very small with little wings on the side and big, cute eyes. They looked exactly like their mother and father. "They are precious..." Henna cooed.

"Adorable.." Edgar added with a smile. Pouncer, Dart and Ruffrunner walked towards the tiny tooth babies who cooed at them. The three Night Lights cooed and gently nuzzled the tiny babies. "So what are you gonna name them..?" Fishlegs cooed. Zenna gently climbed into the stable and the little babies cooed. Zenna gently let one Night fury baby into her hand. It looked at her with his emerald eyes. Zenna examined the little one and cooed, "It's a boy.. aww..."

The other two babies cooed and came over to her. Zenna gently put the one baby and examined the other two Night Fury babies, "And two girls..." Zenna gasped happily. Then she examined the Light Fury babies and Zenna reported three boys!

Aurora smiled at the new babies with such joy in her eyes. Even Viggo was smiling at the new Night Fury babies.

Midnight and Snow cooed at their tiny tooth babies who cooed and came over to their parents and nuzzled them. Toothless and Stryka were equally as happy. "Look like you three aren't the only ones.." Hiccup added with a smile to his best dragon friend. Toothless and Stryka warbled at the little ones who cooed and eagerly came over to the two of them and nuzzled them.

"Oooh... they love you two.." Henna cooed with tears in her eyes. "It's so beautiful..." Edgar said with a pride smile of joy.

Midnight, Snow, Toothless and Styrka came around the six new babies... the start of bringing back their species...

Song Used: Hush Little Pup - Pup Star Better2gether