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A/N: So, I know most of you don't really care but I am going to describe me because I feel like I should with me being in the story. I am 19 years old and very introverted. If I am in a room of random people I would rather read, write, or draw rather than talk to someone. I am pretty serious most of the time unless I meet another fangirl that understands who I am and then I will freak out. Most of the time thought I am quiet and reserved but when faced with a challenge I will face it and do what I can to accomplish it.
I have brown hair and brown eyes. I usually wear black leggings and gray shirts with white stripes on the sleeves with Ked like shoes. I normally wear my hair in a pony tail and I wear my glasses when I read, write, draw, or watch TV. I also always carry something with me that I can write/ draw with usually a leather bond notebook and a pencil or pen.
NOW I know that seems pretty unnecessary but as I said I did put myself into this story and when I was writing this story I felt that it was natural for me to describe myself, but I felt like no one would understand and might misinterpret me. ALSO I just joined the G.M.A.D so I was really happy that I got in and just had to get the next chapter out. ALSO ALSO the *** are a reference to the Race to the Edge show I was watching it as I was writing that part so I just HAD to put it in.
Now this is the last ALSO I'm doing for this chapter but thank you to my reviewers I took your guys advice even though it was not what I thought I was going to do. So, thank you to HanyouExorcistAlchemist48 and TimPlazasta.
ANYWAYS now I can continue with the story.
"HICCUP HORRENDOUS HADDOCK III! HOW COULD YOU BE SO IRRESPONSIBLE!" Stoick shouted.
***"Don't forget idiotic, imbecilic, inane," Tuffnut says as he counts them on his fingers, "What? I've heard a lot of words for stupid. I mean come on people use that more than my proper name." ***
"I did what I felt was right. I listened to my heart and let Toothless go."
"YOU NAMED THE BEAST!"
"He is not a beast!"
"ENOUGH!" I shout while ** "freezing" ** Stoick in place by holding out my hand, "You all will calm down. Now because of this argument we will go off and cool our heads for five minutes, then we will continue." I say firmly leaving no room for debate. After "unfreezing" Stoick with a flick of my wrist.
Turning to Hiccup and Astrid I gestured for them to follow me through a side door into a kitchen. After entering I went to the stove and put the tea kettle on the stove top to heat up, "Do you guys want some tea? It's not like what Gothi makes, I have different flavors, but I prefer mint green tea, it helps calm me down."
Both of them nodded. After a brief silence Hiccup decided to ask, "What did you mean when you said not yet to Astrid's question."
Giving a small half smile I replied, "I knew I won't be able to slip that past you. I saved Serena as a hatchling from being wiped out. As for what happens I can not say, there are laws in place that forbid me from changing time too much."
"Changing time?" Hiccup questioned.
"I wish I could explain more but somethings are better left unknown."
"I don't understand, does this involve me and Toothless?"
"Just know-," I started to say before the tea kettle went off. Pausing to go pour the hot water into mugs I tried to think of what to tell him that wouldn't make him worry. Turning to give them their tea I saw that they were waiting for me to continue. Sighing I finished by saying, "Whatever happens will happen, you can't change that but know that it's not the end of everything. There is a plan that no one can change. Time has been written already, we are just living what has been written," Knowing that left them with more questions than answers I said, "Now let's get back to the movie."
After getting all the vikings and dragons situated I pressed the play button and tried to get back into the movie but after the conversation I had with Hiccup and Astrid I knew would be difficult, but I decided to try my hardest.
INT. STOICK'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
Hiccup enters to see...
STOICK, seated on a thick slice of tree-trunk. He is slouched
over the fire-pit, stirring the coals with his axe. Embers
waft around his beard.
Hiccup tries to sneak past, up the stairs to his room. Stoick
seems none the wiser, when...
STOICK
Hiccup.
"You probably would have made it to your room if the door had not made a noise when you entered the house," I tell Hiccup.
HICCUP
(CAUGHT)
Dad. Uh...
Stoick stands, takes a deep breath.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
I, uh... I have to talk to you,
Dad.
STOICK
I need to speak with you too, son.
Hiccup and Stoick STRAIGHTEN at the same moment.
HICCUP STOICK
I've decided I don't want to I think it's time you learn
fight dragons. to fight dragons.
Everyone laughs at this figuring it was just like Stoick and Hiccup to change their minds at the same time.
(BEAT) (BEAT)
What? What?
STOICK (CONT'D)
You go first.
HICCUP
No, you go first.
"I really should have gone first," Hiccup thought.
STOICK
Alright. You get your wish. Dragon
training. You start in the morning.
HICCUP
(SCRAMBLING)
Oh man, I should've gone first. Uh,
'cause I was thinking, you know we
have a surplus of dragon-fighting
Vikings, but do we have enough
bread-making Vikings, or small home repair vikings-
"Wow," Astrid muttered
"I'm not good under pressure, okay," Hiccup said.
STOICK
-You'll need this.
Stoick hands Hiccup his axe. Hiccup avoids taking it.
HICCUP
I don't want to fight dragons.
STOICK
Come on. Yes, you do.
HICCUP
Rephrase. Dad I can't kill dragons.
STOICK
But you will kill dragons.
HICCUP
No, I'm really very extra sure that
I won't.
STOICK
It's time Hiccup.
HICCUP
Can you not hear me?
STOICK
This is serious son!
Stoick forces the axe into Hiccup's hands. Its weight drags
him down. He looks up to see Stoick under-lit with firelight.
STOICK (CONT'D)
When you carry this axe... you
carry all of us with you. Which
means you walk like us. You talk
like us. You think like us. No more
of...
(GESTURING NON-
specifically at Hiccup)
... this.
HICCUP
You just gestured to all of me.
STOICK
Deal?
HICCUP
This conversation is feeling very
one-sided.
STOICK
DEAL?!
Hiccup glances at the axe in his hands. It's a no-win
argument.
"Do all of our conversations go that way?" Stoick wondered.
All the Vikings never knew that this was Hiccup's life and now they all felt bad for how they treated him.
HICCUP
(RESIGNED)
Deal.
Satisfied, Stoick grabs his helmet and duffel bag... and
heads for the door.
STOICK
Good. Train hard. I'll be back.
Probably.
HICCUP
And I'll be here. Maybe.
Stoick heads out the door, leaving Hiccup holding the axe.
EXT. TRAINING GROUNDS - DAY
Gobber raises a massive iron gate at the entrance of a vast
stone arena.
GOBBER
Welcome to dragon training!
The recruits file through the gate, and out onto the arena
floor. They take it in like gladiators entering the
colosseum. The walls are covered in scorched silhouettes of
blasted Vikings. It's a grim yet awe-inspiring place.
ASTRID
No turning back.
TUFFNUT
I hope I get some serious burns.
RUFFNUT
I'm hoping for some mauling, like
on my shoulder or lower back.
"Of course they do," Hiccup said.
ASTRID
Yeah, it's only fun if you get a
scar out of it.
HICCUP (O.S.)
Yeah, no kidding, right? Pain. Love
it.
The recruits turn to see Hiccup behind them. Groans all
around.
TUFFNUT
Oh great. Who let him in?
"The door Tuff," Hiccup answered.
GOBBER
Let's get started! The recruit who
does best will win the honor of
killing his first dragon in front
of the entire village.
SNOTLOUT
Hiccup already killed a Night Fury,
so does that disqualify him or...?
The recruits LAUGH and chatter in the background.
TUFFNUT
Can I transfer to the class with
the cool Vikings?
Gobber throws a supportive arm around Hiccup and ushers him
along.
GOBBER
(cheery, in confidence)
Don't worry. You're small and
you're weak. That'll make you less
of a target. They'll see you as
sick or insane and go after the
more Viking-like teens instead.
"Thanks for the advice Gobber, it really helped," Hiccup called to his mentor sarcastically.
GOBBER stick him in line with the others and continues on
toward five massive reinforced doors. Terrible ROARS and
BELLOWS issue from within.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
Behind these doors are just a few
of the many species you will learn
to fight.
Fishlegs bounces and giggles with excitement, barely able to
contain himself.
"Oh, here we go," Gobber muttered.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
The Deadly Nadder.
FISHLEGS
(under his breath)
Speed eight. Armor sixteen.
GOBBER
The Hideous Zippleback.
FISHLEGS
Plus eleven stealth. Times two.
GOBBER
The Monstrous Nightmare.
FISHLEGS
Firepower fifteen.
GOBBER
The Terrible Terror.
FISHLEGS
Attack eight. Venom twelve.
GOBBER
CAN YOU STOP THAT?!
(BEAT)
And...the Gronckle.
FISHLEGS
(quietly; to himself)
Jaw strength, eight.
Gobber pulls a lever, raising the cross beam on the last of
the doors.
SNOTLOUT
Whoa, wait! Aren't you gonna teach
us first!?
GOBBER
I believe in learning on the job.
"That works for anything else but no this Gobber," Stoick told his oldest friend.
BAM! A GRONCKLE thunders out of its cave, charging into the
ring like an irate rhino.
The recruits scramble in every direction. Except for Ruffnut
and Tuffnut who rush toward it, like pumped-up rodeo clowns.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
Today is about survival. If you get
blasted, you're dead. Quick, what's
the first thing you're going to
need?
HICCUP
A doctor?
FISHLEGS
Plus five speed?
ASTRID
A shield.
GOBBER
Shields. Go.
The recruits scramble for shields, finding them scattered
around the ring.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
Your most important piece of
equipment is your shield. If you
must make a choice between a sword
or a shield, take the shield.
Hiccup STRUGGLES to lift his. Gobber helps him and sends him
running.
Ruff and Tuff stand amidst a dozen shields. But only one has
a skull painted on it. They both grab it.
"Why can't you guys ever stop fighting?" Astrid asked.
TUFFNUT
Get your hands off my shield!
RUFFNUT
There are like a million shields!
TUFFNUT
Take that one, it has a flower on
it. Girls like flowers.
Ruffnut uses the shield to BASH Tuffnut in the face. He
doesn't let go.
RUFFNUT
Ooops, now this one has blood on
it.
The Gronckle takes aim at the distracted twins. Blam! The
shield is blasted out of both of their hands. Tuff and Ruff
SPIN like tops and go down.
GOBBER
Tuffnut, Ruffnut, you're out!
TUFFNUT
(DAZED)
What?!
RUFFNUT
(CONFUSED)
What?!
The Gronckle scoops up a pile of rocks and SWALLOWS them
back. The teens gather on the far side of the ring.
GOBBER
Those shields are good for another
thing. Noise. Make lots of it to
throw off a dragon's aim.
The kids scoop up weapons and begin hammering on their
shields. The Gronckle shakes its head at the clatter.
GRONCKLE'S POV - the teens targets become blurry and
scrambled. It's working.
"So that's how it works," The Vikings thought.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
All dragons have a limited number
of shots. How many does a Gronckle
have?
SNOTLOUT
Five!
FISHLEGS
No, six.
GOBBER
Correct, six. That's one for each
of you!
FISHLEGS
I really don't think my parents
WOULD-
BAM! Fishlegs has his shield blasted away.
GOBBER
Fishlegs, out.
Gobber spots Hiccup hiding from the Gronckle's molten slugs.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
Hiccup, get in there!
ON ASTRID bouncing on her heels, ready to dodge a blast.
Snotlout appears, trying to hit on her.
SNOTLOUT
So anyway I'm moving into my
parents' basement. You should come
by sometime to work out. You look
like you work out—
Snotlout strikes a body builder pose for Astrid while the latter fake gags much to Hiccup amusement.
She cartwheels out of the way, allowing a shot to shoot past
her and hit Snotlout's shield. He's blasted onto his back.
GOBBER
Snotlout! You're done!
Astrid ROLLS to a stop beside Hiccup, who stirs awkwardly,
trying to look cool.
HICCUP
(VOICE BREAKING)
So, I guess it's just you and me
huh?
ASTRID
No. Just you.
Astrid ROLLS away. A split-second later a lava slug knocks
Hiccup's shield clear off of his arm. Hiccup is exposed.
"Wait! Why didn't Hiccup get called out?" Snotlout whined.
"Cuz he's not as annoying as ye are Snotlout," Gobber said.
GOBBER
One shot left!
Hiccup panics and chases after his shield as it rolls across
the ring.
The sudden movement sends the Gronckle chasing after him,
leaving Astrid in the clear.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
(WORRIED)
Hiccup!
The Gronckle drives straight toward Hiccup, pinning him
against the wall. It opens its mouth and cocks its tail,
ready to fire point-blank.
Gobber lunges in and hooks the Gronckle's mouth at the last
second, causing its head to jerk back and fire against the
stone wall above Hiccup's head.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
(rattled, but masking it)
And that's six!
Gobber wrestles the irate Gronckle back into his pen.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
Go back to bed, ya overgrown
sausage! You'll get another chance,
don't you worry.
Slam! Lock. Gobber turns to the recruits.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
Remember... a dragon will always,
(with a stern look to
HICCUP)
always go for the kill.
He hoists Hiccup to his feet and walks off. Hiccup looks
overhead to see a steaming pit in the solid stone wall.
EXT. WOODS/HIDDEN COVE - DUSK
HICCUP, battered after another disastrous day in the ring. He
studies the remnants of the discarded bola... revealing that
he's back at the scene of the crime.
HICCUP
(MUTTERED)
So...why didn't you?
Many Vikings echoed Hiccup question is their own minds still confused by the Night Fury's actions.
He drops the bola and presses on in the direction it flew
off. He drops into a rocky crevice and follows it to an...
ISOLATED COVE complete with a pristine spring pool. He scans
the high stone walls... then notices a single black SCALE on
the ground. He crouches and picks it up, studying it.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Well this was stupid.
SUDDENLY, the NIGHT FURY blasts past him. Hiccup recoils,
watching the massive beast struggle to climb the walls. It
flaps violently, then peels away to a rough landing. The
dragon is trapped.
Hiccup grins, excited to see it again, and slips closer.
He watches as the dragon, exhausted and frustrated, leaps
into the air, beating its wings furiously. Again and again,
it rolls uncontrolled and CRASHES heavily.
As if remembering to snap a photo, Hiccup pulls a leather-
bound book and flips past drawings of weapons to a blank
page. He sketches the dragon quickly, desperate to record the
image.
The Fury claws at the steep rock walls, trying climb out of
the cove. It SLIPS and falls hard, crushing several saplings.
The Fury rolls back to his feet and slowly crawls to the
water's edge. He spots fish in the shallow water and snaps at
them... but comes up empty. He lowers his head, looking
weakened.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
(MUTTERED)
Why don't you just...fly away?
ON HICCUP as he spots the problem. He adjusts his drawing,
carefully erasing one half of the dragon's tail.
Both vikings and dragons gasp (if dragons can gasp) at this knowing what it means for the Night Fury.
He accidentally drops the charcoal stick. It rolls off of the
rock outcropping that hides him from view and bounces into
the cove. TINK. TINK. TINK.
The Night Fury raises his head, spotting Hiccup. They
exchange a profound, unflinching stare.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. GREAT HALL - NIGHT
A storm is brewing outside. The great doors rattle on their
hinges.
GOBBER (O.S.)
Alright. Where did Astrid go wrong
in the ring today?
The recruits are seated at a table, eating dinner by the glow
of the fire pit.
ASTRID
I mistimed my summersault dive. It
was sloppy. It threw off my
reverse tumble.
Eye rolls from the group.
RUFFNUT
(SARCASTIC)
Yeah. We noticed.
SNOTLOUT
(grabbing Astrid's hand)
No, no, you were great. That was
so 'Astrid'.
Hiccup coughed sarcastically, "Suck up."
This caused Snotlout to fume, Astrid to giggle, and every other viking to wonder what in the Hel caused Astrid to get close to Hiccup.
GOBBER
She's right, you have to be tough
on yourselves.
CREAK. All eyes turn to Hiccup, entering the hall,
sheepishly. Gobber glares at him.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
(glaring at Hiccup)
Where did Hiccup go wrong?
He tries to take a seat at the table...
RUFFNUT
He showed up.
TUFFNUT
He didn't get eaten.
... but the recruits keep closing the gaps. Rolling his eyes,
Hiccup sits at the vacant table next to them.
ASTRID
He's never where he should be.
"Sorry," Astrid said
"It was no problem it helped push me in the right direction," Hiccup replied.
GOBBER
Thank you, Astrid.
Gobber stands.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
You need to live and breathe this
stuff.
Gobber lays a giant book in the center of the table.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
The dragon manual. Everything we
know about every dragon we know of.
A RUMBLE of thunder shakes the hall. Rain pours down outside.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
No attacks tonight. Study up.
Gobber EXITS into the storm, leaving the teens staring at the
book.
TUFFNUT
(you've got to be kidding)
Wait, you mean read?
RUFFNUT
While we're still alive?
"No, because for course you can read it when you're dead it's totally possible," Hiccup told them.
SNOTLOUT
Why read words when you can just
kill the stuff the words tell you
stuff about?
FISHLEGS
Oh! I've read it like, seven times.
There's this water dragon that
sprays boiling water at your face.
And there's this other one that
buries itself for like a week...
The teens stare as Fishlegs goes on too long.
TUFFNUT
Yeah, that sounds great. There was
a chance I was going to read
that...
RUFFNUT
...but now...
Snotlout gets up to go.
SNOTLOUT
You guys read, I'll go kill stuff.
The others follow, with Fishlegs in tow.
FISHLEGS
Oh and there's this other one that
has these spines that look like
trees...
Astrid is the last to go.
HICCUP
So I guess we'll share-
ASTRID
Read it.
She pushes it toward him and leaves.
HICCUP
All mine then. Wow, so okay. I'll
SEE YOU-
Slam.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Tomorrow.
SIGH.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. GREAT HALL - LATE NIGHT
ON HICCUP'S HAND
OPENING the massive book. Thunder BOOMS outside. The hall is
vacant and dark, but for the few candles he's pulled
together.
Hiccup pours through page after page of strange and
frightening dragons.
HICCUP (V.O.)
Dragon classifications. Strike
class. Fear class. Mystery class.
Hiccup turns the page.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Thunderdrum. This reclusive dragon
inhabits sea caves and dark tide
pools.
(MORE)
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
When startled, the Thunderdrum
produces a concussive sound that
can kill a man at close range.
Extremely dangerous. Kill on sight.
Hiccup's eyes drift to a lurid illustration of decapitated
Vikings. Another page, another dragon.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Timberjack. This gigantic creature
has razor sharp wings that can
slice through full grown
trees...extremely dangerous. Kill
on sight.
The illustrations seem to take on a life of their own,
shifting and squirming in the candlelight.
"Um…. Anyone else think that's creepy?" Tuffnut asked.
Ruffnut, Fishlegs, and Snotlout raised their hands.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Scauldron. Sprays scalding water at
its victim. Extremely dangerous.
The storm outside rages against the shuttered windows. Hiccup
is startled, but presses on.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Changewing. Even newly hatched
dragons can spray acid. Kill on
sight.
He begins flipping through the pages. A blur of dragons...
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Gronckle. Zippleback. The Skrill.
Bone Knapper. Whispering Death.
Burns its victims. Buries its
victims. Chokes its victims. Turns
its victims inside-out.
Extremely dangerous. Extremely
dangerous. Kill on sight. Kill on
sight. Kill on sight...
Hiccup finally lands upon the page he's been looking for.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Night Fury.
It's BLANK - no image, save for a few, sparse details.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Speed unknown. Size unknown. The
unholy offspring of lightning and
death itself.
"More like over grown cat," Hiccup muttered.
(MORE)
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Never engage this dragon. Your only
chance, hide and pray it does not
find you.
"Yes, because if it does it will lick you until your clothes are soaked in dragon saliva," Hiccup said causing Toothless to smack him in the head with is tail.
Hiccup pulls his sketchbook out of his vest and opens it to
his drawing of Toothless. He lays it over the book's blank
page and considers it.
CLOSE ON the drawing of Toothless...
MATCH CUT TO:
EXT. HIGH SEAS - DAWN
A painted DRAGON, with a sword run through it. It's the
billowing sail of Stoick's ship.
Stoick hovers over the familiar nautical map - his eyes on
the uncharted corner, swirling in mist and illustrations of
dragons.
STOICK
I can almost smell them. They're
close. Steady.
Stoick raises his gaze to...
AN EPIC FOG BANK, towering from sky to sea like a bruised,
daunting curtain, beyond which nothing is visible. The three
ships drift alongside it, skirting its solid edge, looking
for an opening.
ON DECK the crewmen mill nervously, all too aware of what
Stoick is considering.
STOICK (CONT'D)
Take us in.
The helmsman steers Stoick's ship into the fog. The men draw
their weapons, prepping for the worst.
VIKING
Hard to port... for Helheim's gate.
The first ship disappears into the whiteout, followed by the
other two.
A BEAT
Suddenly a flash of light. A silhouette of a dragon. Hollers.
Sounds of splitting and shattering wood. Plunges into the
water. Another bright flash.
MATCH CUT TO:
EXT. TRAINING GROUNDS - RING - DAY
CLOSE ON a DRAGON painted onto a shield. Hiccup runs his
finger over its outline.
HICCUP
You know, I just happened to notice
the book had nothing on Night
Furies. Is there another book? Or a
sequel? Maybe a little Night Fury
pamphlet?
"Really? Was that really the best time to ask him," Astrid asked.
KABLAM! A blast takes the axe head off of Hiccup's hilt,
leaving a smoking hole behind him. Hiccup YELPS and RUNS.
GOBBER (O.S.)
FOCUS Hiccup! You're not even
trying.
CUT BACK to reveal a Deadly Nadder, loose in a maze-like
arrangement of moveable walls. Gobber calls orders from
above.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
Today... is all about attack.
The Nadder hops from wall to wall, sending the recruits
scurrying.
GOBBER (CONT'D)
Nadders are quick and light on
their feet. Your job is to be
quicker and lighter.
The teens move in, stumbling over Hiccup and his unwieldy
shield. The Nadder spots Fishlegs' ample rear hiding behind a
wall. It whips its tail of spikes. Fishlegs SCREAMS and lifts
an entire wall to shield himself from the spray.
FISHLEGS
I'm really beginning to question
your teaching methods.
GOBBER
Look for its blind spot. Every
dragon has one. Find it, hide in
it, and strike.
Ruff and Tuff rush in, diving and rolling up to the Nadder's
nose. The Nadder sniffs the air - it can't see them. Tuff
and Ruff are smashed together - too close for comfort.
RUFFNUT
(WHISPERED)
Do you ever bathe?
TUFFNUT
If you don't like it, then just get
your own blind spot.
RUFFNUT
How about I give you one!
Said vikings started to fight after seeing their onscreen counter parts about to fight.
Ruff and Tuff SHOVE each other, till their movement and noise
gives them away. The Nadder ATTACKS, SNAPPING at both of
them.
GOBBER
Blind spot? Yes. Deaf spot? Not so
much.
Hiccup wanders up to Gobber, while the others dart past.
HICCUP
Hey, so how would one sneak up on a
Night Fury?
GOBBER
None one's ever met one and lived
to tell the tale. Now get in there.
HICCUP
I know, I know, but
hypothetically...
ASTRID
(WHISPERED)
Hiccup!
She puts her finger to her lips and gestures for him to hide.
A moment later, the Nadder leaps over the walls, surprising
them by landing in front of her.
Astrid somersaults into its blind spot, confusing it. She
rears back to strike - just as Snotlout LEAPS IN,
protectively SWEEPING Astrid behind him.
SNOTLOUT
Watch out babe. I'll take care of
this.
ASTRID
Hey!
Snotlout MISSES. Astrid glares at him.
SNOTLOUT
(DEFENSIVE)
The sun was in my eyes, Astrid.
What do you want me to do, block
out the sun? I could do that, but I
don't have time right now!
The Nadder tears off after her, knocking down walls in
pursuit. She leaps and dives like a highly trained gymnast.
Hiccup wanders up to Gobber again.
HICCUP
They probably take the daytime off.
You know, like a cat. Has anyone
ever seen one napping?
"Definitely cat-like," Hiccup said.
GOBBER
Hiccup!
ASTRID
-Hiccup!
Hiccup spins around to see the maze walls collapsing like
dominos toward him. Astrid comes flying through the dust and
crash-lands on top of him, laying him out in a limb-tangled
mess.
TUFFNUT
Oooh! Love on the battlefield!
RUFFNUT
She could do better.
"Not really," Astrid thought to herself before blushing and turning so no one could see her face.
The Nadder closes in, emerging through the cloud of dust.
HICCUP
(struggling to untangle)
Just... let me... why don't you...
The Nadder spins around and races back toward them like a
Raptor.
Astrid untangles herself and tries to pull her axe from
Hiccup's shield... which is attached to his limp, gangly arm.
She PLANTS her foot on his torso and YANKS the axe free,
still burrowed into the shield.
She SPINS and SWINGS the axe and shield, scoring a DIRECT HIT
on the oncoming Nadder's NOSE. It yelps and scurries off.
Said Nadder winced remembering how much that hurt all the while Astrid felt incredibly guilty at what she did.
GOBBER
Well done, Astrid.
Gobber hobbles off to wrestle the Nadder back into his cave.
Hiccup gets to his feet - all eyes are upon him. He turns to
find Astrid glaring at him, winded.
ASTRID
Is this some kind of a joke to you?
Our parents' war is about to become
ours. Figure out which side you're
on.
She grabs her axe and stomps off. Hiccup watches, stung.
"I'm really sorry I said that. It was too-," Astrid started to say before Hiccup cut her off
"Astrid it's okay everything you said as strong opinioned it was help push me farther down the path I needed to take. No matter what you think that statement was just what I needed to hear at the time."