Hi, guys! THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED!
Okay, someone asked me if there will be any Hiccstrid. The answer: Not much.
ALL HICCSTRID LOVERS PLEASE DON'T LEAVE YET! The reasoning is: 1) I can't write it very well. 2) When there's too much Hiccstrid, it doesn't show enough of the relationship and friendship between anyone else, which is what I really love, so that's what I'm focusing on. But, if I get enough encouragement (coughreviewscough) I might put a couple scenes in. Later, of course, since he kinda hates everyone now.
With no more further 'ados':
The Vikings subconsciously took a step back, feeling naked without their weapons, especially in the presence of the dragons.
They could recognize the dragons, they were the ones from the video: Stormfly, Meatlug, Hookfang, and Barf&Belch.
Astrid stared at the electric blue dragon, the same color as her eyes. She knew it was her dragon, but having a pet dragon . . . It felt so wrong. Hadn't they been taught that dragons were bloodthirsty monsters since they could swing axes? Why had it all changed? When had Astrid's world come crashing down on her?
Easy: Since Hiccup.
Astrid couldn't explain the mixed feelings. She felt some kind of a grudging admiration: in the future, he was bound to become a great chief. And he obviously had earned all of their respects. And he was kinda cute, too . . . But now he hated them. And he was the one who had changed the dragons.
So where did that leave her?
She had used to be on the top of the food chain. How would that change now? Would her axe skills still be needed?
Shaking aside the stray thoughts - since when had Hiccup come into her mind? - she stared at the dragons she knew, and probably should have been running towards with open arms.
But she couldn't. The wrong-ety of it was overwhelming. She couldn't feel comfortable with that thing near her.
She was one of the last to sit down and pretend she couldn't notice the dragons.
Astrid could see the disappointment on Hiccup's face, and she had a sudden urge to go sit with the dragons, if only to make Hiccup happy.
But Hiccup had already called over the dragons that everyone had abandoned. The white chair-like thing expanded, and with varying purrs, whinnies, and growls, the dragons lowered themselves next to him, seeming to instantly bond with him. Astrid had never seen Hiccup so happy.
As the video started, she could see him talking to the dragons, and the rest of the Vikings' shocked faces.
She would've laughed, if she wasn't so depressed.
[Episode begins with Hiccup and Snotlout, both screaming, running away from four wild boars.]
"This is what happens when you let Snotlout pick the island!" Hiccup threw his hands up in exasperation.
Snotlout [mocking Hiccup]: Let's explore the island on foot; rest the dragons for a long trip home, I'm a muttonhead! OK, genius, what's our next move?
Hiccup rolled his eyes, that much was visible to everyone, but only the dragons noticed the small, fond smile that graced Hiccup's features.
[The two are at the edge of a cliff with the boars closing in.]
Hiccup: W-weapons, we need weapons.
[Snotlout looks down at Hiccup's prosthetic foot.]
Snotlout smirked, as Hiccup groaned. Everyone else looked on in would-be amusement.
Snotlout: Got one!
[He grabs his foot and tugs.]
Hiccup: Snotlout, let go!
Snotlout: What? Called dibs! Gimme!
"You can't call dibs on a leg!" Astrid sighed. "More importantly, Hiccup's leg." She looked to Hiccup, hoping to see him smiling at her like he had too Gobber, that 'All things forgiven' smile.
She did not see it.
[The two struggle over the leg, and then break apart as the boars come closer. Just as one is about to charge, Stormfly and Astrid swoop up from behind the cliff and Stormfly shoots her magnesium blasts at the creatures. Transition to everyone on their dragons in the air.]
Hiccup: OK, so check that island off the list.
Fishlegs: Ooh-hoo-hoo! This is so exciting! Searching the high seas for an island outpost to call our own!
"That's putting a bit dramatically, son." Mr. Ingerman said.
"But it's still exciting, probably!" Fishlegs protested.
Ruffnut: Yeah, I like this idea! Move away from Berk, get my own place, away from you-know-who...
[She looks meaningfully at Tuffnut.]
Tuffnut: Yeah, you're telling me, sister. I am so sick of you-know-who. He never knows when to shut up! I want him out of here!
Everyone in the Hall, minus the twins, sighed in unison.
"You - you do realize you are you-know-who, right?" Fishlegs looked toward the twins, eyebrow raised.
Hiccup: Guys, let's focus, alright, we need to find an island that's safe, secure, and habitable for both us and the dragons.
Snotlout: Blah, blah, blah! How many times do we have to hear that?
Hiccup: Um, until we find what we're looking for? Let's check this one out.
[The Dragon Riders swoop into a different island.]
Hiccup: Not bad, not bad! Lots of fresh water, seems like a plentiful food supply…
"But in the background!" Fishlegs groaned. "Blue Oleander! That's poisonous to dragons!"
"That would've been useful to know during the raids, son." Stoick said.
Hiccup sighed. He still hasn't accepted the dragons . . .
Ruffnut: And lots of cool blue flowers...
[She sniffs two handfuls of the flowers.]
Ruffnut: I'm in!
Astrid: Wait...aren't those...?
Fishlegs: [Gasps.] Blue Oleanders, deadly poisonous to dragons.
Tuffnut: So...we're not staying.
"No!" all the teens yelled at him.
[Barf and Belch sneeze. Transition back to air.]
Fishlegs: Whoa, this island is beautiful! I even like those weird dots all over the...
Hiccup: Those aren't dots! They're Whispering Death holes!
Snotlout: Been there, done that.
"What? We've faced whispering Deaths?" Fishlegs whispered, as if the dragon was in the room with them at this very second.
Astrid: Next!
[Fishlegs screams and runs away from boars, back on the first island.]
Fishlegs: My bad! Should've crossed this island off the list!
[Hiccup and Astrid jump of the cliff, their dragons ready to catch them. The others leave as well.]
Fishlegs: OK...[vomits in his mouth]
[Transition to air, the gang flying above a new island.]
Hiccup: This looks pretty good!
Astrid: Those cliffs could work! Good sight lines, easily defend-able…
"Is battle strategy the only thing you think about?" Fishlegs asked her.
"You have to always be prepared!"
Fishlegs: The location is great!
Ruffnut: It's perfect!
Tuffnut: Yeah . . . too perfect . . . I'm just saying in the immortal words of the mighty Thor: "When something looks too perfect, it probably sucks."
"Yeah, you know, I'm pretty sure Thor never said anything remotely like that." Hiccup sighed.
Hiccup: Yeah, you know I'm pretty sure Thor never said anything remotely like that.
"Haven't changed, I guess." Fishlegs smiled.
Tuffnut: Oh really? How do you know? Do you know Thor? Have you talked to him recently?
"Has anyone?" Snotlout snorted.
"Well, actually, there are myths that tell of people that have talked to the gods." Fishlegs informed him.
"Really? Really? Tell me more!" Snotlout exclaimed, and Astrid gasped exaggeratedly.
"Well, you see-" Fishlegs began, obviously delighted.
"Oh wait, I just forgot you're boring and I don't care." Snotlout then returned his attention to the screen.
Fishlegs huffed and rolled his eyes.
Hiccup:...No...but-
Tuffnut: Well, because I have!
The Vikings slowly nodded as one. "Of course," some people said, or, "I bet you have," or even, "Yes, of course. How could we not have anticipated this?" Unfortunately, Vikings are not known for their sarcasm, (all except Hiccup, who was known throughout the village for his sarcasm and sass) it came out as if they really did believe him.
Snotlout, however, decided to take the direct approach. "Ha, ha! Right! You've never spoken to Thor, dimwit!"
Hiccup sighed at his less-than-subtle way of addressing this, and at the rest of the Vikings inability to use sarcasm correctly. Gobber sent him an amused glance.
Tuffnut: Hm, and I don't recall him mentioning you...Look. I just have a feeling about this place. I think we all know what happens when I get a feeling.
"We ignore it?" Astrid suggested, used to Tuff's inane suggestions and how to handle them properly.
Astrid: We ignore it?
Tuffnut: Mark my words! There will be something wrong with this island, something mysterious, something horrible, something...something...
Ruffnut: Ya finished?
[On the island.]
[Hiccup is going through Toothless's saddle bag]
Hiccup: OK, first thing we need to do is set up camp for the night. We need dry wood for fire. We need fresh water, and we need someone on traps.
Stoick watched how his son took charge so easily. Not that he would ever tell him, but he was extremely impressed, and Hiccup might even make a better chief than him.
[The other riders are in a circle, staring at an 's']
Astrid: Snotlout, what is that?
Snotlout: It's an "S," for Snotlout. I think aesthetically it would look nice flying over it.
"Ha, ha, that's funny! Because this is Snotlout's base, obviously, and the base should be shaped like an s because Snotlout is just pure genius and our leader as well," Hiccup said in a voice absolutely dripping with sarcasm.
Even Snotlout was a bit unnerved. "Alright, no need to be sarcastic,"
"Why ever would I be sarcastic Snotlout? You just have so much understanding about this. You'd totally accept what I was saying."
"Okay! You can stop now!" Snotlout said, starting to back away.
"What should I be stopping, Snotlout? I'm not doing anything."
"You are!"
"Son, calm down," Stoick said. Hiccup shot him a withering glare, but stopped and turned back to the screen when Toothless cooed.
Astrid: That's ridiculous. It doesn't matter what the outpost looks like. It needs to be functional and operational.
"And, Astrid's back." Fishlegs muttered.
Hiccup: [jumping behind them, trying to get their attention] Uh, guys? What we really need is-
Fishlegs: -is a place for rest, relaxation, and replenishing after a hard day's work. You're absolutely right Hiccup, look, Meatlug and I had some thoughts…
"I'm pretty sure that's not what I was about to say."
[Fishlegs pulls out a stone and stick model on a shield.]
Astrid: Is that a hot tub?
"This is a outpost island, a base! We don't need a hot tub!" Astrid screeched.
Fishlegs: No! That's the mud bath!...The hot tub is other there.
Astrid rolled her eyes.
[Toothless groans to Hiccup.]
Hiccup: Tell me about it.
Tuffnut: Wait a minute. Everyone stop. I don't see it.
Ruffnut: Me neither...
Hiccup: See what?
Tuffnut: Um, the boar pit!
"Why would we need a boar pit?" Hiccup sighed, exasperated.
Tufnut: Where is it? Where's the boar pit?
Ruffnut: You see, the centerpiece of any good outpost is a boar pit.
Astrid: Why?
Tuffnut [darkly]: Everybody needs a little entertainment every now and then, don't they?
[Astrid stares blankly at Tuffnut.]
Fishlegs: Well, we do know where to get boars...
[Toothless fires a plasma blast onto Snotlout's S to get everyone's attention.]
"Excellent, Toothless." Hiccup praised, and Toothless purred.
Hiccup: Whoops! Sorry about that.
"You don't sound very sorry," Snotlout noted.
"Such genius, Snotlout," Hiccup rolled his eyes.
Hiccup: OK, so, uh, now that we have your attention, we really need to set up camp for the night.
Tuffnut: Wait, what about the-
Hiccup: Dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-we-will-talk-about-the outpost design in the morning. For now, someone needs to get the water.
Snotlout [to Astrid]: Ugh. I don't know about you, but I like Whiny Berk Hiccup way better than Princess Outlook Hiccup.
"I am not whiney or a princess!" Hiccup protested.
"Yeah, you are," Snotlout chuckled.
"Yeah? And you would know how?" Hiccup challenged.
"Because I'm smart!" Snotlout said proudy.
"Please. If I wanted to kill myself, I'd climb up your ego, then jump down to your IQ."
Snotlout sputtered indignantly as the video played again.
Astrid: I know, right?
"I just love how supportive you are." Hiccup said.
[She gives two thumbs up to Hiccup. He sighs and shakes his head. Transition to nighttime. The group is around a campfire. Toothless wakes up and lifts his head.]
Hiccup: What is it, bud?
Tuffnut: I'll tell you what it is. Rats. Rats the size of yaks. No, it could also-is it? Yaks the size of rats? Yak-rats![chuckles] Great, those would be adorable.
"You know, they could be." Ruff said thoughtfully."
Tuffnut: No, no! I know what it is. Yaks the size of dragons, right Toothless?
Fishlegs: [scoffs] There's no such thing as yaks the size of dragons.
"Definitely not." Hiccup agreed.
[Tuffnut pops out from behind Astrid and Fishlegs, startling them.]
Tuffnut: Yak-dragons to you, my friend. And when you hear their cries...you'll believe. Trust me. Hm?
[Tuffnut makes strange animal noise.]
Tuffnut: That's right. Let that roll around in your head for a minute.
"No thanks." Astrid said, shaking her head. "I don't think I'll ever be able to hear right again."
Hiccup: Alright, Tuffnut, knock it off.
Snotlout: Yeah, you're not scaring anyone.
[Tuffnut zooms into Snotlout's face.]
Tuffnut: Really? What if there were...snakes out there in the dark! Hm? Giant snakes? Snakes big enough to swallow a man whole and then barf out his bones? Bleh-ehh-ehh-ehh!
Snotlout: Ha! Please...barfing out bones...
[Snotlout grabs Hookfang's wing for protection.]
"Of course he isn't scaring anyone, Snotlout." Hiccup rolled his eyes.
Snotlout:...What?
Tuffnut: Yeah, that's right. Go to bed! Sleep! If you can...
[Tuffnut lies down and rests his head on Belch's neck.]
Tuffnut [muttering]: Trolls, demon-toes...
[Transition: Fire burns out. Sounds from the forest startle Tuffnut awake.]
Tuffnut: Ah! What was that?
"Probably just an owl or . . . something?" Fishlegs offered nervously.
[He looks around and Hiccup and Toothless are asleep. He gasps as he hears more sounds. Tuffnut ventures into the forest. A creature's shadow is running around and he is startled.]
Tuffnut [mutters]: It's in the trees...Ah! Yak-rats! I knew it...
[Creature turns out to be a chicken.]
"Oh! Okay!" Fishlegs sighed, relieved.
Tuffnut [full of relief]: Oh...it's just a chicken. It's a tiny chicken. [clears throat] Hellooo breakfast!
Some of the dragons licked their lips hungrily.
[Giant dragon appears behind him, and Tuffnut turns around, gasping.]
Tuffnut: Oh...my...Thor…
"I take that back. We should leave, RIGHT NOW!" Fishlegs shrieked.
Astrid rolled her eyes. "We'll have to fight it off the island! This is our outpost!"
"Actually, they were there first." Ruffnut said, and turned back to the movie, ignoring the glare Astrid sent her way.
[Cut to next scene: The gang are still back at the campsite, sleeping. They are awakened by the sounds of Tuffnut screaming. Tuffnut runs in.]
Tuffnut: Ah! Aaah! [gasping for breath] Chicken! Roaring! Roaring huge chicken! Chicken roar!
"Uh . . . I don't think the chicken scared me that much." Tuffnut said. "Or did it . . . "
Fishlegs [while Tuffnut is rambling in the background]: Is he saying that he saw a big roaring chicken?
Tuffnut: Not chicken...dragon. Huge! Massive! What's another word? [dead serious]
"Well, there's enormous, colossal-" Hiccup started, only to be cut off by Fishlegs.
"Vast and gargantuan!"
"And prodigious." Hiccup added.
"Guess what, you two?" Snotlout's eyes widened dramatically. His voice dropped down to a whisper. "I don't care!"
Tuffnut: Colossal.
"Impressive use of vocabulary!" Fishlegs said, his face matching the stunned expressions of most of the others. "I didn't know you knew what that meant!"
Fishlegs: But what happened to the chicken?
Tuffnut: Forget the chicken! WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!
Astrid: [yawns] Is anyone falling for this?
"I mean, I can see how it's unbelievable." Astrid said thoughtfully. "Especially coming from Tuffnut."
Both Hiccup and Stoick sighed simultaneously. You had to have respect for your equals. If Fishlegs had said that, would she have believed it? Would she had believed it even more if Hiccup had said it?
Ruffnut: I don't know, I haven't seen him this freaked out since he found a leech on his-
Astrid: Okaaay, I'm going to stop you there...ugh…
"Yeah, I don't really want to know." Hiccup shivered. Toothless stuck his tongue out, disgusted.
Hiccup: [sighs exasperatedly] OK, fine, let's just check this out, so we can all go back to sleep.
[Transition to the gang walking to the place where Tuffnut saw the dragon.]
Tuffnut: OK, when this giant beast rips us limb to limb I will expect a full apology from each and every one of you. And a handshake. No, you won't be able to shake hands 'cause your limbs will be gone.
"If the beast rips us limb from limb, won't we all be dead?" Snotlout raised an eyebrow.
[A rustle comes from ahead.]
Tuffnut: Shhh...[jumps] AHHH! Ha-ha! [karate chops the air multiple times]
[The dragon is no where to be seen, and the chicken is still there.]
Tuffnut: No no no, it was here! And it was huge! I'm not making this up! [to the chicken] Here, tell them. You were standing right there. Tell them, chicken.
"Chickens can't talk, lad." Gobber sighed.
[Chicken stares blankly at Tuffnut.]
Ruffnut: Uh, you're scaring me, bro. OK? And we shared a room.
[The others look at Tuffnut, disappointed in him. They leave to head back to camp. Tuffnut looks at the chicken, and it squawks.]
Tuffnut: I can't even look at you right now.
[Chicken bawks angrily.]
Tuffnut: What did you just say?!
[Chicken stares back and bawks once.]
Tuffnut: I didn't think so.
"Are you talking to the chicken?" a villager asked, dumbfounded.
[Tuffnut walks away, and chicken follows.]
[Transition to next morning.]
Hiccup: OK, now, let's talk outpost.
"Oh . . . I can't wait to see the S-Shaped outpost we're going to have." Snotlout rubbed his hands together.
"And what makes you think it'll be S-Shaped?" Astrid glared. "It'll be harder to keep a defensive border!"
"No one cares about the defensive border. We should be able to relax here!" Fishlegs exclaimed.
"Well, we need a boar pit, or else it's useless!"
"We can't relax if there are boars breathing down our necks!"
"Actually, the boars could provide key defense . . . "
"No! There will be no boars in Snotland! Remember what it almost did to us at the beginning!"
The argument got bigger, the vikings even getting involved and taking sides. Eventually, Hiccup couldn't take it anymore.
"Wanna get their attention, bud?" he asked, turning to Toothless.
Toothless released a plasma blast into the middle of the fight. Everyone backed down instantly and turned to look at Toothless, alarmed. But none of the dragons, or Hiccup, was looking at them, and were instead staring at the screen, waiting for it to play again.
Astrid: Since you brought it up, I've been working on my designs. We'll set up look-out posts with interlocking fields of fire and-
Astrid nodded enthusiastically.
Fishlegs: -and never get any rest. But here, in my meditation garden…
"Exactly!" Fishlegs exclaimed passionately.
Ruffnut [from behind Snotlout, Fishlegs, and the shield with Fishlegs's model]: Boar pit. Boar pit! BOAR PIT!
Both twins picked up the chant until they were shushed.
Hiccup: Guys guys guys guys li-listen to me, OK, we need one idea. We can't design five different outposts. Or...can we? You know what? Boar pit, great idea!
Everyone's mouths dropped open.
Hiccup frowned, trying to follow his thinking. When he finally understood, he smiled and turned to the dragons, whispering his plan to them.
Ruffnut: Whoaaa...what just happened...
Hiccup: S-shaped? I love it!
Snotlout turned to Hiccup. "Quit freaking me out!"
Snotlout: Don't freak me out, Hiccup! It gives me the willies...
Hiccup: I'm just saying let's all come up with a design that we each think is the best and then we'll vote on it. Does that sound fair?
Stoick stole a glance at his son. Gobber voiced what Stoick was thinking.
"That won't work, laddie."
Hiccup rolled his eyes. "I know. Just relax. I know what I'm doing."
[The others stare, shocked, at Hiccup.]
Astrid: What are you up to?
Hiccup: N-nothin'! Nothing at all! Just trying to keep the troops happy. You know what they say, uh, happy troops are, uh, happy...groups...?
Sven shook his head slowly. "No one's said that."
Hiccup: Hey, uh, speaking of troops, Ruff, where's your other half?
Ruffnut: Don't ask me! All I know is that this boar pit is not gonna dig itself.
[Cut to Tuffnut in the forest, the chicken still following him.]
Tuffnut: OK, giant dragon, you are officially on notice. Oh, you can run, but you can't hide. I guess you can fly, you can also run, you can run or fly, but either way you can't hide, because nothing escapes the watchful eye of-whoa!
"Actually, lots of dragons can camouflage, the most prominent being-" Fishlegs was cut off when Astrid slapped a hand over Fishlegs's mouth.
Hiccup looked over disapprovingly.
[Tuffnut falls down a cliff, with the chicken onlooking.]
Tuffnut [from the bottom]: Oh, I am hurt, I am very much hurt!
[Tuffnut climbs his way back up.]
Tuffnut [to the chicken]: Ugh. You couldn't have warned me?
[Tuffnut gets up and walks away; the chicken follows.]
Tuffnut: OK, so it's gonna be the hard way. Fine, that's the way I like it. Just ask the chicken...
[Chicken stops and squawks. Tuffnut almost falls off another cliff, but stops just in time.]
Tuffnut: Whoa! Ha! Ha! See? Oh yeah, Tuffnut Thorston is locked in now, he ain't falling off another cli-
"Jinxed it!" Snotlout snorted.
[He falls down another cliff, the chicken once again just observing.]
Tuffnut [as he's falling]: Multiple ledges! Ow ow ow ow! This island is very cliffy!
[Chicken squawks. Transition back to camp, where Fishlegs, Snotlout, and Astrid are working on their designs. Hiccup is relaxing next to Toothless.]
Hiccup: Do you hear that, Toothless? That's the sound of peace and quiet. You know, making them work together might be the best idea I've ever had.
"Ah! You're going to jinx it again!" Snotlout said.
[Fishlegs and Snotlout reach for the same rock. Fishlegs takes it.]
"Hey! That's MY ROCK!" Snotlout yelled.
"Oh, really?" Fishlegs raised an eyebrow. "Prove it."
Snotlout stood on his seat and prepared himself to launch himself at Fishlegs, but Hookfang, at Hiccup's signal, grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, and dropped him back on the seat.
Snotlout was too stunned to do anything, as were the others. Hiccup gave Hookfang a congratulatory scratch under his head.
Snotlout: Uh, excuse me? My rock!
Fishlegs: Huh, how do you figure?
Snotlout: I need it! That rock makes the bottom of my "S," and I need my "S."
"What's so special about your 's', lad?" Gobber asked.
"Well, it's my 'S'." Snotlout said, as if it were obvious.
Gobber decided not to waste anymore time on this mutton head and turned back to the movie.
Fishlegs: Really? Your S. Your genius architectural marvel.
Hiccup smiled. Not all Vikings were totally lost on the sarcasm after all.
Snotlout: Give me, the rock.
Fishlegs: Huh...since you put it like that…
"Don't Fishlegs! Stand up to him!" Astrid urged the on-screen Fishlegs.
[Fishlegs tosses the rock into Meatlug's mouth, and she chews on it and melts it, spitting it back out.]
Fishlegs: There. There's your rock.
[Snotlout stands up, indignant, and belly flops onto Fishleg's model, destroying it.]
Snotlout: And there's your architectural marvel.
[Fishlegs is in hysterics.]
Hiccup: And I've spoken too soon.
Ruffnut [sickingly sweet]: Hey Hiccup, I'm ready for a for a try run, do you want to be the boar? [cackles]
Hiccup and the rest of the Vikings looked at her, disgusted, while Tuffnut raised his eyebrows.
"Ruff, you don't ask, you do!"
[Hiccup groans disgustedly. Tuffnut walks into camp. He has leaves and branches in his hair and looks horrible.]
Ruffnut: Whoaaa...what happened to him?
"I fell down cliffs."
"We know, Tuff." Most of the Viking population said in unison.
[Transition: Tuffnut sitting against a log with the chicken, and Hiccup and Ruffnut standing up.]
Hiccup: You've really been out there all day looking for that dragon?
Ruffnut: Instead of digging our boar pit. Priorities, huh? [lightly punches Hiccup's right arm]
Hiccup: Or maybe he really did see something.
Tuffnut: Oh, I saw something. You did too, you little backstabber. Tell them. [chicken squawks] Aw, save it. You had your chance.
Ruffnut: Or, this whole thing is a bunch of stinky yak dung.
Tuffnut: You know what? First of all, yak dung, when made into a nice tea, can be quite aromatic.
"Eh . . . I think that's a bit . . . iffy." Fishlegs said.
"Well, obviously, you haven't tried it before." Ruff rolled her eyes, and Tuff nodded.
The dragons groaned and stuck out their tongues in unison. Hiccup chuckled, and the rest of the Vikings in the vicinity shyed away.
Ruffnut: Agreed...but, I still think you're just trying to scare everybody. There's no dragon out there.
Tuffnut: Yes, there is, Ruffnut, you wanna put your mutton where your mouth is?
Ruff glanced at her brother, "You're not suggesting . . ."
Ruffnut: Oh-h-h, you're not suggesting-
Tuffnut: Oh, I am! I'm suggesting like a hot Gronckle in a lava pit. You know exactly what that means.
Tuff looked at her challengingly.
"You are so on, brother!" she said in response to his look.
Hiccup: Wha-What is going on with you two?
"Wouldn't we all like to know," one Viking whispered to the other.
Ruffnut: Silence!
"That's nice." Hiccup snorted.
Tuffnut: I officially declare Thorston Challenge…
Both twins chuckled evilly.
Hiccup: Thorston what?!
Ruffnut: Accepted! Usual stakes?
"Of course." Tuffnut said.
Tuffnut: Of course.
Hiccup: Wha-What Stakes?
Tuffnut: It's better you don't know.
Both twins nodded, evil grins still on their faces.
[The twins spit in their hands and shake. They walk off while the other three fight over materials.]
Snotlout: Give it to me!
Astrid: It's mine!
"You too?" Hiccup sighed.
[Toothless groans.]
Hiccup: I know, bud, I'm losing it too.
Hiccup nodded, eyes wide.
Hiccup: Ruff? Tuff? Wait up! How 'bout a couple of impartial judges for the Thorston Challenge? For the love of Thor, take us with you!
[Ruffnut and Tuffnut fly away on Barf and Belch while Hiccup and Toothless follow. Transition to nighttime in the air. Tuffnut is asleep with the chicken in his arms.]
Tuffnut [muttering in his sleep]: They like chicken. Chicken on a stick. Chicken a la mode…
"Yeah, uh, I'm thinking we should probably call it a night, here." Hiccup said, staring at the sleeping twins.
Hiccup: Aaand that's probably where we should call it a night.
Tuffnut: Chicken rice...
Ruffnut: Sure! Since we never found that quote unquote yak-dragon, declare me the Thorston Challenge Winner and we can all go home!
Hiccup: Ah, OK, sure, um, by the power, uh, vested in me
"Seriously? 'By the power vested in me'? Laddie-" Gobber chuckled.
"Well, what did you want me to say?" Hiccup huffed.
Hiccup: I hereby declare that Ruffnut is the-whoa!
[Dragon shrieks are heard, and the Night Terrors in formation appear from the trees.]
Hiccup: I don't believe it…
All the Vikings stared at the dragon fearfully. Despite knowing it couldn't hurt them, it was huge. Hiccup was the only one who stared at it with a mi of fear and curiosity.
Ruffnut: Me neither. Tuffnut wins the Thorston Challenge.
"Ha!" Ruff cried triumphantly, "Pay up!"
"Well, we didn't actually make it now." Tuffnut argued.
"Yes we did!" Ruffnut tackled her brother, and they rolled around on the floor for a couple minutes until Spitelout and Gobber took them apart.
Tuffnut: Yes! Told you. Now, pay up!
[Ruffnut hits Tuffnut, and the two start up a fight.]
The Vikings sighed. Could those two stop fighting for even a second?
Hiccup: Guys, focus! Look, it's headed straight for our campsite. If it catches those asleep on the ground . . .
[They all dive toward the dragon. The chicken squawks, and Tuffnut looks affectionately into its eyes. A tear falls from his left eye.]
"Wow." Fishlegs's eyebrows rose to the top of his head. "What's with all the emotion?"
Tuffnut: I forgive you too.
[Tuffnut places the chicken on his helmet.]
Twins: See you in Valhalla!
[They fly straight towards the dragon, Tuffnut yelling.]
"Oh, no." Hiccup said, surprising everyone again. Wasn't he cross with them all?
Ruffnut: Here we go!
[Barf and Belch fly straight through the dragon, dispersing it into many smaller dragons.]
Hiccup: What in the name of...It's not one big dragon! It's tons of little ones!
"That must be their defense!" Hiccup realized. "They form one big dragon so-"
As was usual, Fishlegs finished for him. "-Other dragons don't eat it! They all form around the white one!"
Ruffnut: If this is Valhalla-
Twins [to each other]: What are you doing here?
Tuffnut: Whoa, check that out!
[The white leader of the Night Terrors squawks, and they regroup back into formation.]
Ruffnut: They're joining back up around the white one!
"Rational thoughts from the twins!" Astrid said, looking amazed.
Hiccup: It must be the leader! This is amazing . . .
Hiccup nodded subconsciously in agreement with himself.
[The twins fly off.]
Hiccup: Guys, what are you doing?
[The twins capture the white dragon with a net.]
"Where'd you get the net?" Snotlout asked.
Tuffnut: Bam! Problem solved. Alright, let's head home.
Hiccup: I don't know about you bud, but I've got a bad feeling about this . . .
Most of the dragons grumbled, warbled, or growled in agreement.
[They all fly back to camp. The white dragon is placed onto the ground and the other surround it to look at it.]
Fishlegs: Amazing...
Astrid: It looks sort of like a Terrible Terror…
"But bigger." Astrid finished her thought.
[The dragon screams.]
Astrid: But...bigger and meaner.
Hiccup: And it seems like they're nocturnal.
"Nocturnal?" Snotlout asked, confused. "What does that mean?"
"It means-" Tuff paused dramatically. "-that they turn things! See, nocturnal!"
Hiccup and Fishlegs sighed in unison. "Nocturnal means they come out at night."
They turned to each other, and Hiccup chuckled.
Fishlegs looked away, seemed like Hiccup was slowly forgiving him.
[Snotlout looks confused]
Hiccup: You know, they come out at night...
Snotlout: Yeah, I knew that! Noc-a-turnal...I was gonna explain that to them. [looks meaningfully at the twins]
[The twins and the chicken are running around in circles chasing each other.]
Fishlegs: I say we call them...Night Terrors.
"Ah-ah!" Tuff exclaimed. "I found it, so I name it!"
"Okay, so what's your name?" Fishlegs said.
"Uh . . . Tuffnut."
"No, what do you think the dragon should be named?"
"Give me a minute. I haven't figured it out yet."
[The chicken flies into Fishlegs's hands and starts squawking angrily.]
Tuffnut: Hey, I saw it first, so I get to name it. [chicken bawks] No, you always say that. Now, let's think about this logically. They come out at night, and they're terrifying. Terror of the night . . . I've got it. Smidvarg and the Gang!
"Wait - what?" Hiccup said, while the other Vikings looked at him blankly.
[The others stare at Tuffnut blankly.]
Hiccup: And, Night Terrors, it is!
[Smidvarg suddenly seems agitated.]
Astrid: What's going on out there?
Tuffnut: I don't know, whatever it is, Smidvarg doesn't like it, and the Gang isn't paying attention.
Hiccup: Let's check it out.
[Transition to air: the Riders are flying in V formation looking for the other Night Terrors, and they spot three Changewings preying on them.]
Hiccup: Changewings! [Toothless rumbles] I know, bud, not exactly a fair fight, is it? Let's even up the odds.
"Let's." Hiccup smirked.
[They all dive in. They start attacking and chasing away the Changewings.]
Astrid: No bullies on our island!
Snotlout: Hey, you can't treat our dragons like that!
Ruffnut: Only we can treat our dragons like that!
"Um . . . I don't think anyone should be treating dragons like that." Hiccup said.
Ruffnut shrugged, unconcerned.
Hiccup: That should take care of 'em.
[The three Changewings fly off.]
Fishlegs: But what about those guys?
[Hiccup spots them in his looking glass.]
Hiccup: Incoming!
Astrid: How many?
"Too many!" Hiccup exclaimed fearfully. Toothless growled from beside him.
Hiccup: Too many!
Fishlegs: Why are they all coming here now?
Hiccup: I-it must be the Night Terrors! When we captured the white one they all split up!
Fishlegs: Oh, of course! They flock into a shape of a giant version of themselves as a defense mechanism to scare off predators!
"Go get the white one, Hiccup!" Fishlegs exclaimed, then blushed as everyone looked at him strangely.
Hiccup looked at him the same way, but for different reasons. Was Fishlegs really warming up to the dragons? Maybe it was time to bring him over to meet his dragon.
Hiccup: And now that they can't...
Astrid: They're lunch!
Hiccup: Oh, I knew this was gonna be bad! OK, we have to help them. I'll head back for the white Night Terror. He's their leader. You guys hold them off as long as you can.
[Hiccup and Toothless fly back to Smidvarg and free him. He screams angrily into Hiccup's ear.]
Hiccup: Yup! Probably deserved that.
Hiccup nodded in agreement, after wincing in sympathy for his future self.
[They fly back to the group while fighting some Changewings. The twins appear.]
Tuffnut: You leave our Smidvarg alone!
Hiccup: Great job. You cover Smidvarg from behind, Toothless and I will lead the way.
The Viking's jaws dropped. "You called him Smidvarg!" Snotlout exclaimed.
"So? I'm warming up to it?" Hiccup grinned.
[The twins smile at the fact that Hiccup has started calling the white Night Terror "Smidvarg."]
Hiccup: What? OK, so it's growing on me.
[They fly off to help the others. A Changewing swoops near Stormfly and Astrid, and the latter falls off her dragon onto a rock column. The Changewing lands on it, almost smashing Astrid under its claws. Astrid rolls away in time, but ends up hanging from the ledge. Meatlug hurls a lava blast at the Changewing just in time.]
Everyone drew breath as one. Astrid's eyes widened, and she closed her eyes, before slowly opening them. "If you're listening, Thor, Odin, Freya . . ." she whispered.
Fishlegs: Lava blast! Oh Thor, oh Thor!
Astrid: Stormfly!
[Stormfly comes over to pick her up]
Astrid's - and the rest of the Vikings' - eyes widened even more. The dragon . . .
She turned to Hiccup who was giving her a look that she couldn't quite place, but didn't like. She looked away.
[Fishlegs screams as Changewings and Night Terrors fly around him.]
Fishlegs [resignedly]: Oh Thor.
"Oh Thor, Oh Thor, Oh Thor," Fishlegs was chanting, eyes closed.
[Hookfang and Snotlout appear, and Fishlegs and Meatlug crash into them. They end up on the ground, and two Changewings head toward them. The Night Terrors reform, and scare off the Changewings.]
Snotlout: Yes!
Fishlegs: Ha ha ha!
[Transition: Daytime, a diagram is laid out on the grass.]
Astrid: What's this?
Hiccup: A diagram of our new outpost! I got the idea from Smidvarg. So you see I combined all your ideas into one giant base. I was thinking we could call it the "Dragon's Edge." What do you guys think?
"Brilliant!" Gobber exclaimed, while Stoick could only stare up at his future son, stunned.
[The others look at each other, and nod happily.]
Hiccup: OK, I just need to point out that this the first time that that has ever happened.
"Not surprising." Hiccup snorted, glancing at the other teens.
Hiccup: Let's take a look. Everybody gets to make their section of Dragon's Edge whatever they want it to be.
Gobber grinned at Stoick. "Yer son's shapin' up to be a real somethin' , eh, Stoick?"
Stoick stubbornly avoided Gobber's eyes.
Hiccup: Astrid, you can make yours the most heavily armed bedroom in the known Viking world.
[Astrid is seen directing the Zippleback where to place wood.]
Astrid nodded approvingly.
Hiccup: And Fishlegs, your place is quiet and secluded, overlooking the ocean, very serene, very relaxing, with room for your very own rock garden.
[Fishlegs lays down the foundation with Meatlug]
Fishlegs sighed, imagining it.
Hiccup: Snotlout, your spot is up here!
"Is it 'S' shaped?"
Hiccup: Now it's, it's not S-shaped, but you can go S-crazy and paint 'em all over it.
Snotlout grinned grudgingly. "Well . . . I guess there's that."
Snotlout: Yeah I can! Snotlout!
Twins: Boar pit. Boar pit! BOAR PIT!
Hiccup: Yes, yes! Ha ha! Glad you brought that up, there's a space for one right underneath your hut. Just do me a favor and lock up the boars after you're done with them.
"Aw . . . you do care!" Ruff and Tuff said together.
Hiccup only smiled.
Ruffnut: Aw...
Tuffnut: You do care! Boodooboodeedoo...
Hiccup: We'll connect the different sections with bridges, zip-lines, gangplanks. We'll have really cool stables with our own landing strip. And, of course, a dragon training arena. And in the center, overlooking everything else, will be the clubhouse, the "eye" of Dragon's Edge.
[Transition to nighttime: building in the process.]
Hiccup:...actually taking shape. And now for one more addition to our outpost! Tuff?
[Tuffnut is petting and hugging the chicken.]
Tuffnut:...that's it, that's right, ha ha...ha…
"I would never have thought . . ." Astrid said. Fishlegs nodded.
[Tuffnut looks awkwardly at the others.]
Tuffnut: Uh...what? Oh. Smidvarg! [chicken pecks his face] Ow ow ow!
[Ruffnut laughs in the back.]
Tuffnut: What? Oh I can't have friends now?
"Someone's jealous," Snotlout snorted.
[Smidvarg flies in from behind them and lands on the wooden perch.]
Hiccup: Well, if we're going to share the island with them, I thought we should share the outpost, too.
"And they can help protect the base." Fishlegs put in.
"A little extra firepower never hurt anyone." Astrid said approvingly.
Fishlegs: Plus it doesn't hurt that they seem to have an instinct to protect!
Hiccup: They'll be like sentries. Right, Smidvarg?
[Smidvarg squawks.]
Hiccups: OK, so the Thorston Challenge. When is Ruffnut gonna pay up?
Tuffnut: She already has, can't you tell? I mean, look at her, she lost, so she had to swap clothes with me!
"But whoever wins will still have to wear the other's clothes!" Fishlegs said exasperatedly.
Now, Vikings weren't the brightest, but everyone could see the flaw in this plan.
. . . Except the twins themselves.
Hiccup: Riiight...and if you had lost?
Tuffnut: Ugh, I'd have to swap clothes with her.
Hiccup: Yeah, but you guys are exactly, uh-[Astrid puts her hand on his mouth]
Astrid: Don't go there.
[Smidvarg shrieks, and the other Night Terrors come.]
Hiccup: What are they doing now?
Fishlegs: No idea...
[The Night Terrors fly together.]
Fishlegs: Hiccup, look!
[They form into a Night Fury formation.]
All the Vikings gasped, it really was amazing. No one noticed the dragons, and Hiccup staring at them intently, observing who else might eventually warm up to the dragons.
Ruffnut: Whoa...awesome...
Hiccup: Amazing...
Fishlegs: Impressive!
[Toothless croons happily and stands up to match the Night Terrors' formation. Hiccup laughs. The chicken squawks in Tuffnut's arms behind Hiccup.]
Tuffnut: Oh, chicken, I couldn't have squawked it better myself...
[The episode ends with the formation roaring and then dispersing, showing a bright full moon.]
As soon as it ended, Fishlegs stood up and said nervously, "Hiccup, can I, uh, talktoyououtside?"
Most couldn't understand this, but Hiccup did, and he nodded. "Come on, bud."
The trio walked off to a room off to the side, that wasn't there before.
Inside, Fishlegs turned to face Hiccup. He took a deep breath, paused, and froze.
Then he burst into tears. "I'm sorry, Hiccup!"
Okay, I'm so sorry for the late update. Really. I just got really busy, with exams and everything. Here it is now, anyway.