On Berk, Vikings have accepted the dragons and vice versa. Villagers peacefully went about their daily business as dragons flew overhead. But suddenly the peace is shattered when a Monstrous Nightmare and Deadly Nadder accidentally flew into each other and got into a brawl.
The two dragons' brawl soon brought them to one of the many sheep grazing fields in the island's foothills. Startled by the sudden intrusion, the sheep immediately scattered in a panic. Not noticing the animals' distress, the Monstrous Nightmare and Deadly Nadder continued to fight.
"Oh, not again. You go on now…you get, get, shoo! Now you know you're not supposed to be in here." Mulch scolded the dragons, shooing them away with his friend Bucket helping him.
Once the dragons were gone, Mulch turned to the farm animals. "Alright everybody, time to earn your keep." He announced as he approached the yaks.
Bucket was in charge of collecting the eggs. As he checked under one chicken in the henhouse, the bucket-wearing Viking saw that there weren't any eggs. Confused, Bucket turned to Mulch and meekly asked, "It's chickens who lay eggs, right?"
Mulch looked at him and sighed at his friend's forgetfulness. "Do we really need to go over this again?" he asked Bucket, raising an eyebrow.
"No…" Bucket answered dubiously, before looking under a sheep for eggs. Sighing, Mulch remarked, "Apparently we do."
Guiding Bucket, Mulch began to give his friend a farming refresher lesson.
"Well, pay attention Bucket." He said seriously before pointing to all the different animals on the farm.
"Wool." He pointed to the sheep.
"Eggs." He gestured to the chickens.
"Milk." He pointed to the yaks last before asking Bucket, "Was that so hard now, see?"
Bucket still had a confused look on his face so Mulch decided to do a demonstration. "Ugh. Observe." Mulch said as he went over to a yak.
"Just grab the udder, like so, and pull." Mulch said as he grabbed the yak's udder and pulled. When the milk didn't come gushing out, Mulch tried again. "Uh…pull." At this second try, the yak began to moo dolefully.
"Pull!" Mulch yanked harder this time and finally, the yak got irritated and kicked the unfortunate farmer away.
Mulch landed on the ground in a heap. Straightening up, Mulch looked at Bucket in concern. "Uh oh. I think we're empty." Mulch said, checking the empty milk bucket and added, "That's not good."
While Bucket and Mulch were having this dilemma, Aurora, Hiccup, Zenna and Astrid were on one of the mountains surrounding Berk trying a new sport with their dragons Toothless, Stryka and Stormfly.
This new sport that involved riding their dragons down the snow covered mountain without flying was called Dragon Boarding, a new pastime that the three teenagers were currently enjoying. A week had passed since the Tahwfest Games so Aurora's arm was fully healed and she was laid down and sliding to her hearts content.
"Awesome!" "Yaaahooo!" "Yo-di-le-hi-hoo!" "Hahaha!"
Aurora, Hiccup, Zenna and Astrid were having a blast as they boarded down the mountain. And Toothless, Stryka and Stormfly were having the time of their lives as well. Wait till they tell the other dragons about this awesome activity!
Astrid was now in the lead with Aurora, Hiccup and Zenna right on her and Stormfly's tail. Not wanting to be overtaken by the two Night Fury Riders, Astrid silently commanded Stormfly to launch her tail spikes.
"Nadder spikes!" Zenna alerted Hiccup and Toothless. "Whoa!" Hiccup quickly swerved Toothless out of the way and Zenna did the same thing with Stryka, both Night Furies narrowly avoiding the spikes. Aurora, on the other hand, blasted the spines.
"Hey, Astrid!" Hiccup complained. "Oops, did I do that?" Astrid asked innocently, looking over her shoulder at the two.
"Cheater!" Zenna said accusingly with a smirk while Hiccup just smiled and got an idea.
Hiccup got Toothless close enough to Stormfly and the male Night Fury lifted a wing to block Stormfly's view. Stryka rumbled in amusement while Zenna just rolled her eye.
"Hey! Not fair!" Astrid protested, trying to see only to spot her and her dragon headed straight for a pine tree branch covered with snow!
"Ah!" Astrid yelped as her face was covered with snow. "That's what you call karma!" Zenna called back from behind the two.
"Oh, so it's gonna be like that, huh?!" Astrid challenged Hiccup. "I have no idea what you're talking about." The auburn headed and one-legged boy said innocently while Toothless chuckled the only way a dragon could.
Suddenly Stormfly fired out a blast of flame and destroyed a snowdrift, the blast startling Toothless and sending him and Hiccup into a spin!
"Whoa! Hey!" Hiccup hollered as they struggled and finally regained control. "It was her idea. But I approve…haha!" Astrid laughed as they continued to race.
Zenna was behind the couple, she and Stryka thoroughly enjoying the spectacle. And then Stryka's highly sensitive ears picked up a low rumble coming from behind and alerted Zenna with a warning bark. Turning around, Zenna noticed that the loud sound from the blast and sheer force had caused the snow from above the mountain to crumble and cascade down causing an…
'AVALANCHE!' Zenna thought in alarm.
"Hiccup! Astrid!" Zenna shouted frantically but she and Stryka weren't near enough for her voice to carry through. Luckily, Hiccup also heard the avalanche and turned around.
"Uh oh…" he mumbled. "We gotta get out of here!" Zenna yelled once she and Stryka were right beside him and Toothless.
Hiccup quickly clicked on the stirrup with his metal foot. But Toothless didn't lift off the ground! Hiccup tried again only to get the same results.
"Hiccup, look!" Zenna pointed to Toothless' prosthetic red tail fin, which was covered in frost!
"His tail's frozen!" Hiccup said in alarm. "Yeah, I noticed!" Zenna sighed exasperatedly as she and Stryka lifted off the ground and attempted to grab Toothless and Hiccup off the ground but failing.
"Astrid!" Hiccup yelled to the blonde shield maiden ahead of him.
Astrid looked back to see Hiccup, Toothless, Zenna and Stryka with a massive avalanche right behind them! Quickly, Astrid got Stormfly to lift off and take to the skies. Zenna and Stryka did the same thing while Hiccup and Toothless tried again only to fall back on the ground again.
"Hiccup!" Astrid cried out, swooping down. Hiccup was now crawling across Toothless' back, trying to pry the gears free from the ice while Toothless hastened his descent.
"Ah, hold on!" Astrid yelled to him. "We're gonna help!" Zenna called out, both of them having their dragons circle around the two protectively.
"No! Go back!" Hiccup told them, now noticing that he and Toothless were approaching a gorge! "No way, Hicc! We stick together no matter what!" Zenna refused as she and Astrid both held onto Hiccup's outstretched hand. Aurora came over to them and she flapped her wings, up righting herself and her Night Fury mark on her cheek glowed and... she unleashed her Roar of the Dragons on the avalanche, halting the snow in its tracks!
Zenna, Astrid and Hiccup watched in awe at Aurora's roar stopping the avalanche, "Holy Shields..." Zenna gasped.
Aurora stopped her roar for a moment, "Get out of here, I'll be right behind you." she said before she continued her Roar. The girls lifted Hiccup and Toothless up and out of the area before Aurora stopped her Roar and she flew up and dodged the avalanche.
"Aurora, that was incredible..!" Hiccup exclaimed.
"I didn't know your Roar could do that." Astrid added.
"Neither did I.." Aurora gasped, while breathing a bit. "Now, let's get out of here before the village sends a search party out." She proclaimed. The others nodded and they all flew off towards the village..
Meanwhile back at Bucket and Mulch's farm, Stoick, Gobber and Edgar and Henna Fiersome were trying to help the two farmers with their animals.
"No chickens laying eggs…" Henna muttered as she checked every chicken.
"The sheep are too scared to even stay still to be sheared…" Edgar said as he tried to trim one sheep and it just ran away from him.
"Ah, uh…there it is, mm hmm! Just what I thought." Gobber mused as he finished examining a yak and stood up.
"She's not giving milk…none of them are." He reported to Stoick. "We know that, Gobber. We want to know why." Stoick said gruffly.
"This reminds me of the time I moved my mother in with my goat. She was mean, ornery, ate everything in sight. The goat was so scared of her, she couldn't give milk." Gobber recalled.
Henna and Edgar looked at each other in surprise. And here they thought it was the goat that was mean, ornery and ate everything in sight!
Stoick raised an eyebrow. "So, what are you saying, Gobber?" he asked curiously.
"Mothers and goats don't mix. Same with farm animals and dragons. We stopped fighting dragons, so now they're around all the time. The animals are spooked." Gobber explained.
As if on cue, a dragon swooped by and frightened a trio of sheep. The sheep, due to their intense fright, merely dropped to the ground like flies.
"Like I said, spooked." Gobber repeated for emphasis. Edgar and Henna then went over to the sheep to put them upright once more.
Suddenly they heard Bucket moaning. The adults turned to the bucket-wearing Viking and noticed that he was clutching his bucket covered head in pain.
"Uh oh. Your bucket's not tightening up on 'ya, is it?" Mulch asked in concern.
"No, I'm just…" Bucket managed to reply before his bucket tightened up on his head even more!
"Fiiiiiiine!" Bucket screamed in pain, getting on his knees.
"Well whenever his bucket gets tight, it means a storm is coming." Mulch told Stoick, Gobber and the two Fiersomes.
"It does?" Edgar and Henna asked at the same time in surprise. Back on their old home in the South, their people had other methods of predicting the weather-and none of them involved people wearing buckets.
"No storm, everything's fine." Bucket said hastily. "Bucket…" Mulch chided him.
"I don't want there to be a storm! If lightning strikes me bucket, I could end up less intelligent." Bucket said fearfully before wailing in pain as his bucket tightened up again.
"Oh, ho, ho! That's one tight bucket. And the tighter the bucket, the bigger the storm." Mulch remarked.
"Poor Bucket…" Henna said worriedly. "Maybe we can try to loosen up that old bucket of yours…" Edgar offered helpfully only to get a pained wail from Bucket who swatted Edgar's hands away from his bucket.
"But that's crazy. Storm's don't hit this early in the season." Stoick said, confused. "And besides, who ever heard of prediciting the weather with a bucket? That's what chicken bones and goose feet are for." Gobber added, dubious of Mulch's claim.
"If you recall, that bucket of his predicted the blizzard of Olaf!" Mulch reminded the two-limbed blacksmith. "That was a bad one! It took us a week just to dig Mildew out." Bucket whimpered in agreement.
"And the rest of our lives to wonder why we bothered." Mulch added. "The world would've been more peaceful if you hadn't dug the old coot out…" Edgar said wistfully, earning him a hard glare from his wife.
"Trust the bucket, Stoick." Mulch told the Chief who remained steadfast. "You trust the bucket. I want a second opinion." Stoick said stubbornly before leaving with Gobber and the Fiersomes.
High up on the highest point in the village stood Gothi's house. Not many people knew how in Valhalla was the Elder able to get down from there to attend village celebrations and the like. And it was highly likely that they never will. Right now, Gothi stood in front of the four adults seeking her wisdom.
"Gothi, I've come for your counsel. Is there going to be a storm?" Stoick asked the little old lady.
As she was a non-speaker, Gothi used her staff to draw symbols in the small bit of dirt she had on her porch.
"I'll never know why she never speaks, love." Henna murmured curiously. "We probably never will, dear." Edgar whispered to her.
"What's she saying, Gobber?" Stoick asked. The blacksmith carefully looked at the runes and said, "She says: 'What do you think?' Huh?"
Stoick, Gobber, Edgar and Henna looked at each other and back at Gothi in confusion. Sighing, Gothi pointed with her staff to behind them. Looking at Gothi's house, the four adults saw that there were sandbags lining the house and all the windows and doors were bolted shut.
"How could we have missed that?" Edgar wondered out loud. "You're positive, Gothi?" Henna asked the Elder who nodded.
"How can you be so sure? Was it the chicken bones? Or the goose feet?" Stoick asked. Gothi proceeded to draw more runes in the dirt. Gobber translated and his eyebrows went up in surprise.
"She says she could hear Bucket screaming from way up here." He told Stoick, Edgar and Henna. Well, that made them all think twice about Bucket's bucket.
Meanwhile on one of the watchtowers on the island, Aurora Hiccup, Astrid and Zenna along with their dragons as well as the rest of the members of the Berk Dragon Academy.
"…And her Roar stopped the entire avalanche in its tracks." Hiccup finished the recounting of the avalanche incident with enthusiasm.
"I've never heard of anything like that." Fishlegs said in awe. "I know! It was incredible. Who knows what else her Roar can do!" Astrid agreed with him.
That's when the Twins arrived with news.
"Hey, Hiccup! Your father's looking for you." Tuffnut told the one-legged boy. "He looked angry." Ruffnut added.
"He's looked angry since the day I was born…But I'm sure there's no connection." Hiccup said as he got on Toothless. "I sure hope not." Zenna said, getting on Stryka as well and the four friends flew off to the Haddock house.
At Hiccup's house, Stoick informed the two Dragon Trainers of the oncoming dilemma. "With a bad storm coming we could be locked in. We might not be able to hunt or fish for months!" the Chief said seriously.
"That's weird. The weather's been pretty fine these past couple of weeks." Zenna said, perplexed.
"But it's way too early for a storm. We're in the middle of winter! Devastating Winter isn't due for another month!" Hiccup said, perplexed as well.
"Not according to Gothi." Stoick told them both.
"Well, what are Zenna and I supposed to do? We can't control the weather!" Hiccup said in defense.
"No…but the both of you can control dragons. If they don't stop scaring the animals, we won't have any provisions to live on." Stoick said seriously.
"We'd have some provisions left if all of you went on a diet…" Zenna mumbled, making her parents look at her disapprovingly while Hiccup covered his mouth to block out a laugh.
Just then, Mulch and Bucket come in with an empty milk bucket. "Ah! Any luck?" Stoick inquired hopefully. Mulch handed him the bucket, frowning. "Not a drop. And this is after yankin' on that poor yak for three hours." Mulch said miserably.
"The poor yak." Zenna said pitifully.
"But it's not like the dragons are trying to be scary. I mean, they don't even eat farm animals. They eat fish!" Hiccup said, defending the dragons. "A lot of fish." Zenna added.
"True…but they're huge, they breathe fire, and now that we've made peace with them, they're everywhere. The animals are terrified of them." Gobber pointed out.
"That's why we need you two and all your friends to help." Edgar told his daughter and her friend.
"And it needs to be done before the storm hits the island." Henna said in agreement.
"Here's where you two jump in and say, 'We'll fix this.'" Stoick looked at the two Viking teens expectantly. "Okay…But how long do Zenna and I have before the storm hits?" Hiccup inquired.
"About a week." Mulch told him and Zenna.
"That's enough time." Zenna remarked.
"No problem. More than enough—" Hiccup began to agree with her when Bucket howled in pain again and clutched his bucket.
"Correction: three days, six hours." Mulch said worriedly. "How can a bucket be so freakishly accurate?" Zenna wondered out loud, slightly creeped out. "Uh, okay…less time…might be more of a problem?" Hiccup said uncertainly.
"Let's get to work then." Zenna shrugged before she and Hiccup left to round up the animals and some of the dragons. And already, the storm was slowly reaching Berk…
After rounding up the chickens, sheep and yaks as well as the Monstrous Nightmare and Deadly Nadder from earlier at the arena, the Dragon Trainers got to work.
"They wanna be friends, little guy. Come on." Zenna gently coaxed a little sheep over to the Deadly Nadder only to have it hide behind her legs.
"Come on, big boy. You can do it. Come on. You'll really like them if you get to know them." Hiccup grunted as he tried to get a yak to interact with the dragons, the animal struggling against him for all it was worth.
"The dragons look scary but they're just big, scary reptiles." Astrid said helpfully.
"Just like Snotlout." Tuffnut snickered. The Jorgenson boy didn't take this insult very well and lifted the male Thorston twin off the floor. But just as he was about to slug Tuffnut in the face, Snotlout looked carefully and asked, "You're the guy, right?"
"No!" Tuffnut said quickly in a poor imitation of his sister Ruffnut's voice.
Hiccup and Zenna once again tried to get the dragons and animals close but failed yet again. "What now?" Zenna sighed.
That's when Fishlegs came up with an idea. "Okay, what if we look at this from an animal's perspective?" he suggested.
Getting down on all fours, Fishlegs crawled over to the dragons. "Oh, hello, Mr. Dragon! I'm just a little sheep here…walking…doing sheep things…Baaa!" Fishlegs bleated out the last part as he got over to the Monstrous Nightmare.
"Baaa! You know he doesn't really seem so big and—" Fishlegs then suddenly screamed when the dragon roared in his face. Quickly, the boy scrambled over to his Gronckle, Meatlug, and hid underneath her.
"Sorry! But I'm siding on the sheep with this one." Fishlegs whimpered. "Well at least we know how the dragons are scaring them…" Zenna shrugged.
"Look, I've learned that once you have a positive experience with something you're afraid of…" Hiccup said and herded some sheep together before continuing with, "…it isn't so scary anymore."
"That's what the two of us learned when we met our dragons." Zenna remarked. Hiccup then got a trio of sheep together.
"Okay, here you go boys…over here. And that's what we'll have to do with these sheep. We gotta prove to them that they have nothing to fear—" Hiccup had just said this when the dragons started quarrelling again.
To make things worse, the Monstrous Nightmare fired a shot and it set a sheep's tail on fire!
"Oh, not again!" Zenna moaned as Astrid caught the fleeing sheep and Hiccup patted out the flames.
"Ooh-aaah-at this rate we'll never get any milk or eggs." Hiccup groaned.
"The gods hate us…" Zenna sighed, looking up at the sky and noticing that the clouds were already dark and ominous.
Meanwhile, Stoick, Gobber, Edgar and Henna were checking out the food storage warehouse, which was looking rather inadequate in provisions.
"Just as I feared. We haven't had time to fully stock the food store house. If this storm is as bad as I think it is, we're never going to survive!" Stoick muttered. "Not with this inventory." Gobber agreed with him. Then the door burst open and in came Maria's dragons; Venom and Silver with a batch of fish. "We got the fish!" Silver said. The adults sweat dropped, "Well... fish won't be a problem." Henna said.
"Well, what can we do now Chief?" Edgar asked. "We're going to need everything we can get from those chickens and yaks." Stoick replied.
"I'm not really comfortable putting my fate in the hands of a brainless bird and a big wooly beast that sleeps in its own dung." Gobber commented.
"Well luckily our fate isn't in their hands. It's in my son's." Stoick reassured him. "Don't forget our daughter. I'm sure she and Hiccup are doing well." Henna added optimistically.
Unfortunately, Zenna's mother couldn't be any more wrong. Back at the Dragon Academy, the animals were running around in frightened circles with Zenna frantically trying to corral them into one group.
That's when Aurora came in with the Fury hatchlings, "Hey guys.. need any help?"
"What do you think!" Zenna called frantically.
Aurora chuckled and she looked at Pouncer, Dart and Ruffrunner. The three Night Lights flew over to the farm animals and corralled them into one group. The farm animals were scared of the tiny dragons but Pouncer, Dart and Ruffrunner landed and drew in the ground and showed the animals.
They were drawings of them!
"Aww... they drew the farm animals.." Astrid chuckled.
The farm animals were surprised at the three Night Lights who happily chirped before bounding over to Aurora.
"Another way for the animals to overcome their fear is to show them that dragons are afraid of things too." Hiccup told his friends.
"Remember Magnus the Merciless? He was a pretty scary guy." Astrid remarked. Fishlegs shuddered as he recalled the scary Viking that often gave him nightmares.
"I was afraid of him until I learned that he was afraid of the dark!" Astrid then quipped.
"So during the day: merciless." Tuffnut said. "And during the night…Tuffnut!" Ruffnut added, smirking before yelping, "Ow!" as her brother punched her.
"Hey! That's a real problem." The male Thorston said defensively. "I'm just saying: Knowing that he was afraid of something made him less scary to me." Astrid decided to add.
"Yes. So let's show the yaks that dragons are afraid of things too." Hiccup agreed with the tough shield maiden. "Namely, the dreaded eels!" Zenna proclaimed as Hiccup took out an eel from a basket and shoved it in front of the dragons' faces.
Seeing the dragons roar and rear back in terror at the sight of the slippery creature, the yaks began to think that maybe the beasts weren't so terrifying after all.
"I think it's working!" Astrid said excitedly.
"It is working!" Zenna said giddily. But then the eel had somehow managed to get on the floor really close to the dragons! That's when the Monstrous Nightmare flicked its tail, scaring the yaks and flinging a poor sheep into the wall in the process!
"Or maybe not…" Zenna deadpanned, starting to lose hope. Hiccup moaned and held his head in his hands in frustration.
"Don't worry." Astrid reassured him. "Worried? I-I'm not worried! Do I look worried?" Hiccup stuttered, his face clearly showing the sure signs of anxiety.
"You're starting to develop an eye twitch. I'd say you're already beyond worried." Zenna informed him, feeling sorry for her best friend.
Back in the village, the storm was already starting to gain strength. Villagers hurried into the Great Hall, bringing in whatever valuables and supplies they could carry.
"Bring in everything you need! We don't know how long we'll need to be hunkered down!" Stoick yelled to his people. Edgar and Henna were busy escorting the children into the Great Hall when Mulch arrived, carrying poor Bucket in a wheelbarrow.
"How's Bucket doing?" Stoick asked Mulch. "Look at him! He usually loves a wheelbarrow ride." Mulch said worriedly, looking at his friend who was moaning and groaning in pain.
"Mulch, I'll take care of Bucket. You and Gobber go find the kids and bring them here." Stoick told him and nodded to Gobber who, along with Mulch, left to head for the Dragon Academy.
"No! Heel!" Zenna cried out as she chased after the sheep. "Hey! Calm down! Get back over here!" Astrid shouted, attempting to keep the dragons and animals separated.
Hiccup held onto a clucking chicken, trying not to get pecked by it. "You know what I'm learning from all this? Chickens are really, well, chicken." He said thoughtfully.
"You don't say?" Zenna asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"What if we showed them how much they have in common with the dragons?" Fishlegs suddenly piped up. Hiccup, Astrid and Zenna could only look at him in confusion.
"They both lay eggs, right? A Terrible Terror laid one last week!" Saying this, Fishlegs carefully placed the unusually large, green dragon egg (to this day, nobody knows how such a small dragon like the Terrible Terror can lay such a massive egg) on the floor near the chickens.
Clucking curiously, the chickens surrounded the egg and one sat on top of it like it usually would with its own.
"Alright, see? An egg's an egg, right ladies?" Hiccup asked them, hoping that this would work. Unfortunately, shortly after he said this, the egg hatched and the resulting explosion blew the chicken sitting on it sky-high.
"Until it explodes…" Hiccup deadpanned. Zenna then quickly tended to the newly-hatched Terror as Gobber and Mulch arrived.
"Everybody out, the storm is here!" Gobber announced. "What?! Already?!" Zenna exclaimed in shock while the rest cleared the arena.
"Ah, wha-wait! We haven't made any progress with the animals!" Hiccup protested. "Your father wants everyone in the Great Hall!" Gobber told him.
"We're not leaving until we fix this." Zenna said stubbornly. "Take the others. Zenna and I need to stay and keep working with the animals. They're…still afraid." Hiccup told the old blacksmith.
"You can't get eggs from a frozen chicken! We've got to get the animals in the barn!" Gobber told them sternly, herding Hiccup, Zenna, the animals and the dragons out of the Dragon Academy.
But when they arrived at the barn, the storm had already gotten so strong that the barn was now completely covered in ice and snow!
"So much for the barn." Gobber sighed. "There's no other place to hold them!" Mulch shouted over the howling of the wind. "There's still one place!" Zenna informed him.
"The Great Hall!" Hiccup yelled, pointing in the Hall's direction.
"So, we're gonna have the dragons and animals under the same roof? We know that won't work." Mulch chuckled nervously. "We have no choice, let's go." Hiccup said as he and his friends and their dragons got to work.
"Alright, keep 'em separate!" Mulch hollered as they trudged through the snow. "Got it!" Zenna yelled as she herded the dragons to one side of the group.
"This way!" Astrid shouted as she herded the yaks. "Come on, come on! Let's go! Oh, this way guys!" Fishlegs hollered as he handled the sheep.
Just when Hiccup and Zenna thought that nothing else could go wrong, the dragons got at it again and got into another fight! Startled by that as well as frightened by the storm, all the animals decided to make a break for it!
"Oh no, no, no…Come back!" Zenna shrieked as she and Stryka frantically tried to keep some of the animals from running off. Ruffnut was being attacked by a crazed chicken, Tuffnut was also trying to chase them, Fishlegs was then spun about by a fleeing yak. It was complete pandemonium and mayhem!
"Hey, I got this under control!" Snotlout said, standing in the way of three escaping yaks. But then he got trampled.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ooooh…ow! Okay, everything hurts." The poor boy whimpered after he got trampled into the ground.
"Aww…" Hiccup moaned, watching the animals flee into the storm. Looking at Zenna, who nodded seriously, Hiccup mounted Toothless.
"Where are you going?" Gobber questioned him. "I'm going after them!" Hiccup replied. "And so am I!" Zenna added, getting on Stryka's back.
"Forget it, Hiccup! We'll never get them rounded up in this storm, Zenna!" Gobber tried to reason with the two. "It's worth a shot!" Zenna said in defiance.
"With Toothless and Stryka we can! Zenna and I have to try. If we don't, we starve to death." Hiccup said seriously.
"No! Your father and your parents will kill me if I left you two out here-!" Gobber shouted as the two friends readied for take-off.
"Sorry, Gobber!" "Be right back, Gobber!" With those words, Hiccup, Toothless, Zenna and Stryka took off into the sky.
"Me too, wait up!" Aurora called.
"Hiccup! Zenna! Come back here! Astrid, will you talk some sense—" Gobber then turned around to see Astrid and everyone else about to get on their dragons too!
"Ah—No, no, not you too! Astrid! You're not going with…Ach! Get back here all of you!" Gobber's hollers fell on five pairs of deaf ears as the rest of the Dragon Riders went after Aurora, Hiccup and Zenna.
In the Great Hall, everyone else was trying to stay warm. Suddenly the wind blew the doors open and the people cried of its cold.
"Move those tables against the doors!" Stoick ordered.
"We got it." Scar and Shear called as they moved the tables against the door with their strength.
But no sooner had they done so, Gobber burst in.
"Stoick! The barn's been destroyed! The animals have scattered!" Gobber shouted.
"Where's Hiccup and the others?" Stoick asked, noticing that the eight Viking teens were missing.
"I tried to stop him, Stoick. They went after the animals." Gobber admitted.
"WHAT?!" Edgar yelled in horror.
"You let Hiccup and our daughters go out into this storm?! Why Gobber, I oughta…" Henna marched up to the two-limbed blacksmith but, luckily for Gobber, was held back by some of the villagers.
That's when Mulch came back with two yaks. "I caught these two. I figured at least with these we'd be able to start a new herd." He said.
"You might want to take another look, Mulch." Gobber told him as he and Stoick headed out to search for the kids. Mulch took a quick peek and realized he had brought back males.
"Oh! Uh, never mind boys!" Mulch chuckled sheepishly.
Edgar and Henna both looked at each other and nodded. Rushing past, Mulch they headed out of the Great Hall to join Gobber in Stoick in their search. Their daughters were out there in the cold and there was no way they were going to let them freeze to death with their friends out there!
With their dragons serving as their lights, the seven Dragon Riders flew on through the fierce storm in search of the scattered farm animals.
"You find as many as you can. We'll herd them back to the Great Hall." Hiccup instructed his friends.
"Can we swing by my house? I'd like to get my heavy coat." Fishlegs asked meekly, already chilled to the bone. "We've got bigger things to worry about, Fish!" Zenna reprimanded him, squinting through the snow.
"Check this out!" Ruffnut then turned to see her twin brother punch himself in the face. "I'm so cold I can't feel my face." Tuffnut told her.
Ruffnut punched him herself to test it out. "Didn't feel it!" Tuffnut said in a sing-song tone. "That takes all the fun out of it!" Ruffnut huffed.
Suddenly Hiccup cried out, "There they are! Come on!" pointing to the animals down below. "Let's get to wrangling, everyone!" Zenna shouted as she and Hiccup dove down.
"Yaks to the left!" Fishlegs called out as he and Meatlug herded a bunch of yaks. "Chickens to the right!" Snotlout yelled, suddenly diving down and nearly collided with the Ingerman and Gronckle duo!
"Hey! I'm flying here!" Snotlout yelled at Fishlegs before having Hookfang hover over the fleeing poultry.
"Chickens! Over here! Follow me this way. Come on!" he commanded. That's when Hookfang decided to misbehave! "Wait! Where are you going? Ahhhhh!" Snotlout screamed, holding onto his dragon's horns for dear life.
Zenna was trying to spot some animals when Snotlout and Hookfang nearly crashed into her and Stryka!
"Focus, you two! Focus!" the one-eyed girl snapped only to be ignored as Hookfang and Snotlout flew away from them. Stryka just groaned and rolled her emerald green eye, hoping that the idiotic duo wouldn't do anything to mess the mission up.
Meanwhile, Fishlegs got a herd of sheep together. "Sheep! Hey sheep, this way! Baaahh! Baah! Baah!" the husky blond boy bleated and smiled upon seeing that the sheep were doing okay. "Hey, it's working! Baah!" he said happily.
But his happiness was short-lived when Meatlug got stuck under a log!
"Baahh!" Fishlegs bleated miserably. Good thing Astrid was there to cover for him!
"I got them! Now!" Upon Astrid's go signal, Stormfly launched a couple of spikes and made a makeshift corrall for the sheep. "Gotcha!" Astrid said, relieved.
But then, Snotlout just had to come flying out of nowhere and ruin it screaming, "Duuuhh! Gaaahhhh!"
"Snotlout, what are you doing? You're all over the place!" Astrid shouted angrily at him. "You try herding chickens with a dragon that doesn't listen to you!" Snotlout retorted, still hanging onto Hookfang for dear life.
"Hiccup! Three sheep!" Astrid yelled to the one-legged boy, spotting three sheep on a ridge up ahead. Without wasting any time, Hiccup urged Toothless forward.
The three sheep were walking along a dangerous steep path. Suddenly the smallest one of them, a wee lamb, slipped off the ridge, slid down a slope bleating helplessly in a panic and began to plummet into a ravine!
But just when the little lamb thought that its life was over, a male Night Fury swooped in and saved it! The animal could only look at Toothless in awe as he ducked his head down to give the lamb a gummy upside-down grin. Then gently, Toothless returned the little lamb to its parents.
"Good job, bud." Hiccup smiled, relieved to have saved some animals. "I gotcha!" he suddenly heard Zenna holler and turned his head in her voice's direction.
A bunch of chickens had been slipping about on the ice and Stryka carefully clutched them in her arms to carry them to safer ground.
"Great work there, girl." Zenna praised the female Night Fury.
Astrid and Stormfly then flew over to the duo. "Hiccup, Zenna, the storm is getting worse! I can't see anything!" she told them, trying to see but couldn't.
"We need some light, Stryka." "Come on, bud. Give us some light." Zenna and Hiccup told their Night Furies who both shot out plasma blasts to illuminate the darkness.
"Stray yaks twelve o' clock!" Hiccup alerted his friends, seeing four figures in the distance. "I see them and they are huge!" Tuffnut hollered as he and his sister rode Barf and Belch to fetch the yaks.
Zenna squinted at the four yak-like figures. Her eye widened when she saw that the yaks were, in fact, Stoick, Gobber and her parents!
"Those aren't yaks!" she yelled as loudly as she could but the Twins were too far away to hear her. Scooping up the things they thought as animals, the Twins grinned at each other.
"I got the yaks." Tuffnut said triumphantly.
"Put me down right now!" a familiar gruff voice bellowed to the Twins from below. Looking down, Ruffnut and Tuffnut saw that Barf and Belch had actually picked up Stoick, Gobber and Mr. and Mrs. Fiersome.
Without question, they released them and the adults landed on the ground with four loud 'thuds!'
"Do I look like a yak to you?!" Gobber yelled angrily as he got on all fours in a very yak-like stance, ironically having landed beside a real yak.
"Mom! Dad! What're you two doing here?" Zenna questioned her mother and father as she and Stryka came in for a landing along with Aurora.
"Looking for you, love! How could you, Aurora and Stryka just fly off like that?" Henna said worriedly. "When we get back to the village, you, Aurora and Stryka are grounded for a week!" Edgar said sternly.
Aurora, Stryka and Zenna sighed, accepting their punishments. But Edgar and Henna sighed and hugged their daughters, just glad that she was safe and sound.
Now it was Hiccup's turn to face his father. Landing Toothless down, Hiccup looked at Stoick guiltily.
"You shouldn't be out here, Hiccup." The Chief said to his son sternly yet, nonetheless, still worried about him. "Dad, I'm sorry I let you down." Hiccup said, feeling guilty.
"It's not your fault, son. I'm taking you back." Stoick reassured him. "Let's hurry. The storm's getting stronger by the second." Edgar reminded him.
"Which way?" Gobber asked. "Follow our tracks." Stoick motioned to the ground. "There aren't any." Henna said, seeing that the wind and snow had gotten rid of all their footprints.
"So much for that idea." Gobber sighed.
Fishlegs' teeth chattered as he asked Stoick, "Sir? What do we do now?" All of the teens were now feeling the cold and shivering. "C-c-c-cold…" Zenna stammered, rubbing her arms desperately to keep warm.
Stoick looked at the seven teens in concern and advised, "Everyone, come together."
Immediately all of them huddled together and tried to stay warm. Aurora tried to think of something to do for them until her Night Fury cheek mark glowed once more.
"Maybe..."
Aurora then stepped in front of her huddled friends, "Aurora?" Edgar asked. Before Aurora closed her eyes and opened them again and aimed her Roar at ground and snow. The snow moved apart, revealing the dirt path underneath while the Roar made two large walls of snow! Everyone was shocked, "Holy Shields..." Zenna gasped.
"Odin's Beard..." Edgar added.
Aurora halted her Roar and called to everyone, "Let's go back to the village. Everyone!" and she continued her Roar and ran down the path.
"You heard her! Let's go!" Zenna snapped and everyone, farm animals, dragons and all ran down the path with Aurora leading the way with her Roar.
In no time at all, the group saw the village ahead, "There!" Stoick called and Aurora continued her Roar until the group made it into the village and entered the Great Hall.
The villagers were happy to see them safe and sound. "They're back! And they're alright." Mulch said in relief amidst the cheering of the villagers as the group that had been missing entered the Great Hall with the animals. "And the animals are alright too!" Bucket said happily.
Suddenly Mulch nudged Bucket. "Uh oh. Here come the dragons." He said warningly as Hookfang came in. To Mulch's surprise, the Monstrous Nightmare had the sheep on his back and gently let them down. In fact, all the animals were now comfortable with the dragons!
"Will you look at that." Mulch remarked in amazement. Suddenly Astrid called out, "Hey, everyone!"
Hiccup and Zenna came in, each holding a chicken-and one newly laid egg.
"The chickens are laying eggs again!" both friends shouted, earning cheers from everyone.
"I was right. Chickens do lay eggs." Bucket grinned. As everyone celebrated, Hiccup and Zenna along with their parents watched as the dragons curled protectively around the farm animals.
"Aurora!" Aurora turned and saw Scar and Shear coming towards her. "You okay?"
"We're alright you two. How are the other dragons?" Aurora asked.
"They're fine." Shear replied. That's when Hiccup and the others came over, "Aurora, your Roar saved us and the animals. Thanks." Hiccup said with a smile.
"Oh, it was nothing."
"No laddie, that was something alright." Gobber replied.
"In all my years of Chiefing I've never seen a Roar like yours before and to use it the way you did; making a path for us back to the village, it was very brave of you." Stoick added.
Aurora grinned at the two of them.
"Looks like there's a lot more to your Roar than we thought, Aurora." Hiccup smirked and Aurora nodded in agreement.