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HICCUP (V.O.): Meet the neighbours, Hoark, the Haggard...
HOARK: What are you doin' out?!
"Going to work" Hiccup said sarcastically
HICCUP: Burnthair the Broad...
BURNTHAIR: Get inside!
"Would love to, but my house is on fire"
HICCUP: Phlegma the fierce...
PHLEGMA: Get back inside!
"Didn't you hear me? It's on fire."
This elected a few laughs from the Vikings
HICCUP: Ack.
He passes by a silent ox of a Viking, picking his ear
HICCUP: Yep, just Ack
A few vikings stared at Ack for a minute, before returning to the movie.
Enter STOICK, the biggest viking of them all.
He yanks Hiccup from the path of a firing dragon and holds him above the crowd.
STOICK: Hiccup?! (accusingly; to the crowd) What is he doing out again?!
"Going to work?" Hiccups voice said from the back,
STOICK (To Hiccup): What are you doing out?! Get inside!
The flames light up his scowling face and matted red beard.
He sets Hiccup down and turns to the sky, searching.
HICCUP (V.O.) (IN AWE): That's Stoick the Vast. Chief of the tribe. They say that when he was a baby he popped a dragon's head clean off its shoulder. Do I believe it?
Stoick chuckled , "That old rumour is still going around?" he asked Gobber rhetorically
Stoick grabs a wooden cart and hurls it at a passing dragon, knocking out of the sky.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D): Yes I do.
Stoick beams at Hiccup, only to find his face contorted in one of disgust.
'I can't believe I thought about dragons like that' Hiccup thought.
An explosion forces Vikings to duck.
Stoick stands firm, brushing flaming debris off his shoulder.
STOICK (barking; to his men): What have we got?
VIKING #1: Gronkels, Nadders, Zipplebacks. Oh, and Hoark saw a Monstrous Nightmare.
STOICK: Any Night Furies?
VIKING #1: None so far.
STOICK (Relieved): Good
Hiccup and Astrid chuckled lightly, "Yeah," Hiccup whispered "Night Furies are downright evil creatures"
VIKING: Hoist the torches.
Massive flaming braziers are raised on poles, lighting up the night sky, revealing dozens of dragons swirling around the village.
Below, Hiccup crosses an open plaza and ducks into an open building with a tall chimney.
INT. BLACKSMITH STALL- CONTINUOUS
He crosses behind a counter, where a peg-legged, one-armed, bulky Viking reshapes blades with a hammer and tongs appendage.
GOBBER: Ah! Nice of you to join the party, I thought you'd been carried off.
Hiccup grabs a leather apron, puts it on and starts to put away Gobber's scattered appendages.
HICCUP: Who me? Nah, come on! I'm way too muscular for their taste. They wouldn't know what to do with all this.
Hiccup strikes a bodybuilder pose.
"Why would they want you?! They'd want real Vikings, like me." Snotlout said, as he posed at Astrid. Astrid just scowled at him and shifted her chair further away.
GOBBER: They need toothpicks, don't they?
Hiccup starts moving bent and chipped weapons to the forge as Vikings crowd the window for replacements.
HICCUP(V.O.): The meathead with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gobber. I've been his apprentice ever since I was little. Well... littler.
"Hey! Who are you calling a meathead?" Gobber yelled. "Oh, you know, just the purple and pink spotted sheep shagging the Changewing on the forge table in a dress, while holding a teacup and reciting poetry. At the same time contemplating world domination" Hiccup replies with a smirk.
Dead silence follows afterwards. "AHAHAHAHAHA" everyone jumps as loud laughter rings through the cavern. The Vikings look around for the source of the laughter.
Night appears in the middle of the room, doubled over in laughter, "Oh... My gods" She said between giggles "I haven't laughed that hard in months!" She suddenly sobered up, "I'll go now" and she was gone in burst of black powder.
EXT. VILLAGE-CONTINUOUS ON STOICK
STOICK: We move to the lower defences. We'll counter attack witth the catapults.
Armed men rush past, flanking others who carry sheep to safety.
Stoick follows up the rear as, overhead, a dragon lights the rooftops with Napalm-like fire.
HICCUP (V.O.): See? Old village. Lots and lots of new houses.
VIKING: FIRE!
In response, the fire brigade charges through the plaza- four teens-tugging a large wooden cask on wheels. From it, they fill buckets of water to douse the flames.
"Hey! Guys, look it's us! We're in this too!" Tuffnut exclaimed, the rest of the Vikings just shook their head at Tuffnut's stupidity.
Hiccup leans out of the stall to watch them.
HICCUP (V.O.): Oh and that's Fishlegs, Snotlout. The twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut.
As their names were said the teens cheered.
And... (Dreamy) Astrid
A slow-motion explosion erupts behind her, framing her in a sexy ball of fire.
Hiccup blushed bright red, Astrid on the,other hand, was slightly shocked, 'Is that how he sees me and the others? Even though we were mean to him, he still saw us in an amazing light." She looks at the bright red Hiccup and squeezes his hand a bit tighter.
The other join her, looking awesome and heroic.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D): Their job is so much cooler.
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