Chapter 1

Singing Both Singing

Lady Heather was at her dress fitting with her black hair and green eyes reflecting the dress the servants were making. A servant came running in with a scroll in his hand, "We are late, late, late. We have 20 maximum 22 minutes for your royal fitting. And then its move, move, move- your speech at the Historical Society. After that we have to rush and I mean rush," as the servant talked reading the scroll he has, rolled all the way to the bottom, shocking a silver cat and looked up to her owner, Heather. When the servant continued reading the list, Heather walked away dismissing them.

"All my life, I've always wanted

to have one day just for me," Heather sang,

"nothing to do and for once

know where I need to be,

with no lessons, lords or lunches

or to-do lists in the way."

She walked around imitating what she always had to do.

"No one to say when to eat

or read or leave or stay!

That would be the day."

At the village, in a forge is where Astrid is doing her work singing with her blonde hair in a braid and blue eyes, wearing a pale blue dress in an apron on, working in the forge with three other worker, the twins, male and female with long blonde hair and a short black haired muscle man.

"All my life I've always wanted

to have one day for myself.

Not waking up with a pile of work

on every shelf."

As she singed, her bluish cat was following where ever she goes.

"With no hems in need of pounding

and no metal in the way.

No new weapons with thousands of designs to carve in!

And no debt to pay!"

One of the workers heard a door open upstairs and feared the man coming down, "Sir Savage."

Then a medium size man with a nasty scowl got in front of Astrid saying, "What do ya think I'm running here? A cabary?"

"I would have said a debtor's prison," she mumbled, but not low enough.

"Keep laughing, ya'll be working for me fa another 37 years," Savage had replied turning to leave, leaving Astrid shocked.

"But I've already paid more than half," she protested.

"There's an interest, isn't there? Ya parents should have thought of that before they borrowed so much," he replied not caring at all, as he got to the top of the stairs.

"They did it to feed me!" she shouted at him, wanting to grab her own axe and hurt him.

"Their mistake," he stated before slammed the door shut.

Astrid then turned around,

"What would it be like to be?"

She started as Heather was singing the same lines,

"(What would it be like to be), Free (Free)!"

"Free to try crazy things."

"Free from endless I owe you!"

"Free to fly."

"Free to train."

"And to marry whom I choose."

Heather continued singing as she looked at her royal tutor, a husky blonde male, at the garden.

"I'm really sorry, sis," Dagur said as he came up to her in his brown shirt with armor chest and silver pants and a crown on his head as well as a royal shield on this back, "but you do know it is vital you marry Chief Hiccup. It is the only way to take care of our people."

"I know, it's my duty," she replied trying not to show how upset she is.

Laughing deranged, "Look sister, another engagement gift," as a servant came up to them holding a present. As Dagur attended to the gifts, Heather wondered off continuing to sing.

"You would think that I'm so lucky.

That I have so many things,

I'm realizing that every present comes with strings."

She singed playing with a ribbon string from a present in a pile.

"Though I know I have so little,

My determinations strong."

Astrid singed while doing tricks with small knifes,

"People will gather around

to see my skills and songs!"

She made impressive moves around the other workers.

"Can we come along?" they sang pausing from their work in the forge for a bit.

"Now I fear I'll never be," Heather started.

"Soon I will forever be," Astrid singed.

"Free!" Both facing outside looking at the sky.

"I close my eyes and feel myself

fly a thousand miles away."

They singed while walking outside grabbing their favorite rose on their balcony.

"I could take flight,

but would it be right?

My conscious tells me stay!"

"I'll remain forever royal," Heather sang.

"I'll repay my parent's debt," Astrid singed determined.

"Duty means doing the things

your heart may well regret."

"But I'll never stop believing."

Heather held on to her rose having hope.

"He can never stop my schemes."

Astrid stated singing holding on to her rose.

"There's more to living than gloves

and weapons and designs fancies!

In my dreams, I'll be free!"

Deep inside the royal mines, there are two men, one black hair average man and a bald muscular man, digging in the mines, until the black hair male look inside the cart to find a rock inside it. As he took it out, "Now what idiot left this in here?" He asked turning his partner.

"Oh, that would be me," the other man replied smiling.

"Let's go through this again, shall we? We are stealing gold. Is this shiny?"

"No."

"Valuable?"

"No."

"Going to make the boss happy!?"

"Uh, no."

"Focus Ryker, that's what you need. That and a brain," the man told him as he tossed the rock, missing the view of what inside when it cracked open.

A noise was suddenly heard coming up to where they were. "Shh," the two men quickly blew out the lantern they were using and hid inside the cart they had and waited.

After a few seconds, a huge man with a nasty scar on his face in fancy clothing as well as a silver left metal arm walked in holding a lantern and looks inside the cart. "Well hello," he welcomed smiling wickedly.

"Master Drago! What a surprise, you here early. Hoped you has a nice journey," Drago rolled his eyes at Ryker as the other man was doing the same. That was until Drago's huge black dog came up to the cart and started barking, startling them back inside the cart.

"What did you find, Viggo?" Drago asked.

"Here is the last gold from the royal mines and all the boars are now gone from the boar pits and the woods. There is nothing left," Viggo said proudly getting out of the cart holding the gold in his hand for Drago.

"Yeah, because it's all yours!" Ryker replied laughing as he got out as well.

"Yes!" Drago exclaimed as he grabbed the gold from him. "It's very much mine. Finally."
"I've been bowing, I've been scraping,

I've been lying like a rug."

Drago sing harshly.

"And for 10 long years I've had to pay my dues.

But today I'm escaping

For the last gold has been dug.

It was waiting there so how could I refuse?

I'm returning home a hero,

who's discovered mighty wealth,

and what better husband could a princess choose?

I'm the suitor who will suit her.

Bringing the kingdom back to health

and I'll wear the crown for how could I refuse?"

Drago mimics on how he envision of what will happen with a smile.

"Raise every glass and rouse every cheer!

Praise that the reign of Drago is here," he continued singing,

"Master in charge all that I see, all hail me!

And by marrying the princess,

I get all that I desire,

like a moat an ermine coat and palace fuels.

Even though she treats me coldly,

it's a sign of inner fire.

For inside she's thinking 'How can I refuse?' "

"Right except for one small problem, Drago," Viggo said.

"That's Prince Drago, to you," he retorted.

"Right except Chief Dagur had already planned marrying Lady Heather to the Chief of Berk," he told him trying to sound brave and not a coward.

"What? Making a decision without me? Who does he think he is?" Drago cried out outrage, holding Viggo and Ryker by the neck.

"Uhh, the Chief," Ryker answered.

"Why you, yak for brains!" Drago shouted at him.

"Well he is the Chief. He's got the crown and the shield, sits in the fancy chair when not training," Ryker continued as Drago got more angry then tossed the two away.

"Enough! No, I won't let go!

This peasant son will turn and run

because the reckless royal chose another foe!"

Drago stopped singing when he suddenly got an idea.

"Ah…., it's…... a …. temporary setback,

a momentary loss,

but conveniently my ego doesn't bruise."

As he sang getting his plan ready with the other two dancing along,

"At the moment I get back,

I'll show them who's the boss.

You can bet you bullion on

there'll be no 'I do's.'

Yes the princess will go missing

and the Chief will say 'goodbye'

then I'll find her,

bring her back and make the news.

Chief Dagur will be so grateful,

he'll pledged you to her

and I'll humbly tell him,

'How can I refuse?' "

"Yeah," Ryker sang.

"When the ceremony's over.

I will rise and take the throne.

And that nitwit Heather can kiss my shoes.

For the kingdom and castle

will be mine and mine alone.

If the crown should fit,

then how can I refuse?"

Drago shouted still singing and dancing with the other two as background dancers.

"So get ready with the roses

and stand by with the champagne.

When you've got a brilliant plan,

you never lose.

Yes before the chapter closes

I'll be as big as Charlemagne.

It's a thankless job,

but how can I refuse?"

"How can I refuse!?"

Drago sang laughing with his two henchmen.

Hello everyone! This is my somewhat new time writing a story. I have another account at Wattpad and decided to put it here. I will be posting this story at least once a week. Give reviews and let me know what you think!