Okay, I am so so so sorry for not updating in awhile. I got so busy for awhile, with competition, tests, and everything, and now I'm finally in the clear! I hope it makes everyone happy . . . PLEASE don't kill me. I AM VERY VERY SORRY.
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"I'm sorry, Hiccup!"
Hiccup stroked Toothless's head. "What for, Fishlegs?"
"For - for leaving you and - and treating you like that and - we were all just so horrible for no reason and I'm really really sorry!" Fishlegs said between sobs.
Hiccup continued to stroke Toothless.
Fishlegs didn't know what Hiccup expected. The silence draped around them, but not as if Fishlegs was waiting something. Just a brooding silence, and so Fishlegs let him think. If Hiccup didn't want to forgive him, well, he deserved that, but at least he knew he'd tried.
"I remember we used to be close friends, Fishlegs." Hiccup said finally.
"I know. And I'm sorry, but I just didn't want to be bullied by Snotlout any more!" Fishlegs said. "But I know I shouldn't have left you. Or - or at least I could've tried to help, or something, I shouldn't have just ignored you!"
"Fishlegs," Hiccup sighed, his voice heavy.
And in that moment, Fishlegs knew Hiccup wouldn't forgive him. He had done too much, and now he had to pay the price. The tears he had just managed to stop began to fall down his face again. He wouldn't pretend that he didn't deserve it, but he had wanted so badly to be his friend again.
"I know you're not going to forgive me." Fishlegs said quietly, and turned to leave. "But I really am sorry, Hiccup."
"Fishlegs," Hiccup repeated, and Fishlegs felt Hiccup's hand on his shoulder. "Fishlegs, look at me."
Fishlegs turned to look at him, bracing himself for the look on Hiccup's face.
But when he looked, he only saw a small smile. "Thanks for apologizing 'Legs." Hiccup said, using his nickname for Fishlegs that he used when they were kids.
"So you forgive me?" Fishlegs said hopefully.
"On one condition."
"Anything."
Hiccup turned back to Toothless, and whispered something in his ear. Fishlegs was amazed when Toothless nodded, as if he understood, and ran out of the room.
Perhaps he shouldn't be so surprised after watching the videos, though.
Toothless ran back with the Gronckle Fishlegs identified as Meatlug, his dragon.
Hiccup stared at him, and it became clear what he wanted him to do.
Fishlegs stared at the dragons, and willed his legs to move. He hd watched the episodes and knew that the dragon wouldn't hurt him. But . . .
"Come on," Hiccup urged quietly. "She won't hurt you."
When Fishlegs didn't move, Hiccup stood and walked over to Meatlug himself, and put a hand on her snout. With his other hand, he reached out towards Fishlegs. "Come on."
Fishlegs walked up slowly. Hiccup replaced his hand with Fishlegs's.
The dragon leaned into his touch, then pulled away. Fishlegs looked confused for only a second, before Meatlug licked him.
Fishlegs was laughing with Hiccup when they both entered.
Fishlegs found that his seat had expanded when he came back, and both he and Meatlug fit. He leaned on his dragon, ignoring the other Vikings' stares, and concentrated on Hiccup's grin.
The video played,
[Video opens on the Dragon Riders flying over the open ocean on a sunny day.]
Hiccup: All right, gang, we'll buzz past the Scauldron and draw its attention so Astrid, Ruff and Tuff can net it from behind and drag it out to sea, got it?
Tuffnut: I still think we should blast it!
"Ugh," Astrid rolled her eyes. "Is that the only thing you two can think about?"
"Not really. We think about pranking-"
"-food-"
"-each other-"
"-and our stuffed yak!" Tuffnut finished proudly.
Astrid: Stoick just wants us to move the Scauldron out of Berk's fishing lanes, so don't get any crazy ideas.
The vikings all snorted, or otherwise made some disbelieving noise. Astrid was asking the twins not to get any crazy ideas?
Ruffnut: Uh, sorry. Crazy is what we do, Astrid. Duh!
"Exactly!" Ruffnut smiled proudly.
Fishlegs: You guys do realize that a Scauldron's hot water blast can rip the scales right off a Screaming Death?
"Exactly! So maybe, uh, we should turn back. Seems like a good day, we could spend it on the beach . . ." Fishlegs trailed off as he realized no one was listening, except Meatlug, who appeared to smile at him. Wait, smile? Dragons didn't smile.
Apparently they did. Hiccup was right.
[roaring]
Hiccup: There it is. Let's focus, guys.
Fishlegs: As usual, nobody's listening to Fishlegs.
Fishlegs snorted along with on-self screen.
Hiccup: One... [Fishlegs snorts] Two... [Fishlegs looks like he's about to sneeze]
"Oh, no," Snotlout groaned. "Fishy, you better not ruin this!"
Hiccup: Three!
Fishlegs: Ah-choo! Aah!
[Scauldron whips his head around and roars. Fishlegs careens into Snotlout and Hookfang, knocking Snotlout off his dragon, and then is caught in the net]
"And, there we go," Snotlout groaned. "Can't you help us for once, Fishlegs, instead of making things worse?"
Fishlegs was going to open his mouth and reply, but he didn't have to. Meatlug glared at Snotlout and roared.
Snotlout tried not to look frightened, but failed. He glared once more at Fishlegs, before turning back and watching as te video started up.
Snotlout: Aaah! Help me!
"And so is the mighty Snotlout - calling for help, trapped in his own net." Astrid said, smirking at him. He glared at her, then suddenly smiled.
"I know you like being the hero, babe. So I just gave you your dream."
Astrid rolled her eyes, and punched Snotlout in the face, wondering how he had managed to turn his situation into his favor.
Hiccup: Abort! Abort!
[Fishlegs knocks into Hiccup and Toothless]
Hiccup: [Off-screen] Aah! Fishlegs!
Snotlout: Uhh! I knew I hated this mission.
[Scauldron is about to bite Snotlout]
Snotlout: Ah!
The rest of the teens smirked, as did most of the Vikings, at Snotlout's predicament. Spitelout just looked disappointed that Snotlout had to call for help.
Snotlout blushed and looked down.
[Toothless swoops in front of it]
Hiccup: Plasma blast, bud.
"Oh, so I'm saved by that fishbone?" Snotlout sneered, the embarrassment not helping his mood.
Toothless gave a small warning growl, and Snotlout retreated, albeit unhappily.
[Toothless fires, and the Scauldron retreats underwater]
"Oh, so you're allowed to blast it," Tuff said, glaring at Hiccup.
"Yes, I'm allowed to blast it, because I am responsible with my blasts." Hiccup said.
Tuffnut raised his eyebrows, "I am responsible! How dare you insinuate that I am not!"
Stoick and Gobber rolled their eyes in unison.
Tuffnut: Oh, I see how it is. You're allowed to blast it.
Tuffnut looked at Hiccup triumphantly, as if his future self had proved him right.
[Back on Berk, Snotlout is yelling at Fishlegs]
Snotlout: You and your Snot-rockets almost got me killed!
"What! I'm Snotlout, and no one is allowed to steal my Snot-Rockets!" Snotlout cried outraged.
Vikings, not ones for 'subtle' didn't even bother to muffle their laughs.
Astrid: Calm down, Snotlout, you lived.
"Unfortunately for us," Astrid muttered under her breath.
Astrid: Yay us.
"See, Astrid! You're terrified at the very thought of losing me!" Snotlout cried triumphantly.
Astrid just rolled her eyes, deeming Snotlout not worthy of any attention at this time.
Snotlout: No thanks to Itch-legs over here.
[Fishlegs is scratching himself]
Fishlegs: It's so weird. I mean, I never . . . oh . . . ever . . .Ah-choo! [Fishlegs sneezes all over Meatlug.]
[Toothless winces.]
[Fishlegs groans]
Fishlegs: . . . Get sick. [scratching] Ohh.
Most of the Vikings winced and turned away, and Fishlegs blushed.
Hiccup: [Wincing] Oh, gosh.
"You and me both, H," Tuff said. Hiccup looked at him oddly.
"'H'?"
"Yeah, H, H for Hiccup, get it? It's shorter and sounds cooler!"
Tuffnut: Dig deeper, see if you can draw blood.
Hiccup: Well, something's clearly not right with you.
[Fishlegs is now turned over, and is scratching his backside desperately]
Fishlegs: [Turning around] I don't see what the big deal is, okay? Everybody sneezes and scratches sometimes.
"Not like that, lad." a man in the back said.
"Yeah, you look like you've-"
"Okay!" Fishlegs said. "Thanks."
Tuffnut: Not like a honey-covered yak on an anthill.
[The other turn to Tuff, giving him blank looks]
"Have you actually seen one?" Astrid asked, eyebrows raised.
"Well, obviously." Ruffnut said. "Why wouldn't we have?"
"And I'm guessing you're the ones that put it there?" Snotlout said.
"Possibly." Tuffnut smirked.
Tuffnut: What? You've never seen a honey-covered yak on an anthill? Well, those things scratch. [Shudders] It's terrifying. The horrors haunt my dreams.
Tuffnut gave another exaggerated shiver.
"I don't know, I thought it was pretty cool." Ruffnut said.
Fishlegs: I really don't feel sick, okay? I promise, I'm fine.
[Fishlegs uses Meatlug as a back-scratcher]
Eyebrows instantly went up. Many turned away. Even the dragons made small, disgusted sounds. Fishlegs closed his eyes, humiliation sweeping through him like a bucket of boiling water.
Hiccup: [Turning away, disgusted] Ugh. Well, maybe you're just allergic to something.
Fishlegs: [Straightening up] Uh, that's impossible. Allergies don't run in the Ingerman family. I'm clean, serene and…
All the Ingermans - Fishlegs's mom, dad, cousins, aunts, and uncles - repeated, "Clean, serene, and pristine."
Ruffnut: And an itchin' machine!
"No," Fishlegs's youngest cousin, Erik, said. "Pristine."
Fishlegs smiled at him fondly.
Tuffnut: Might I interject? We at the Thorston house have a very simple allergen detection system. It has never failed.
"Wait, that's a system?" Ruff asked Tuff, who shrugged.
Ruffnut: [Peering at him from behind] That's a system?
Tuffnut: It is now.
[Scene shifts to the Academy/Training Arena. An egg is hld up from Fishlegs's inspection]
"That's one of my favorites!" Ruffnut exclaimed.
"Eh, I'm more in favor of the goat milk." Tuff said.
"True . . . but the boots never fail either." Ruffnut said.
"Right . . . point well made, sis."
Tuffnut: Thousand-year-old egg.
[Tuffnut is seen offering Fishlegs the egg]
Tuffnut: Slam this down your gullet.
Fishlegs: [Taking the egg] Hmm.
[Takes a bite and swallows]
Fishlegs winced. It looked disgusting.
Fishlegs: Oh, it could use a little sea salt.
Tuffnut: [Looks down, disappointed] Ahh.
Ruffnut: [Pushing him aside] What about this?
[Slaps him in the face with a stick. On the end is yak hair - tons of it]
"Yak hair!" both the twins said in unison.
"Do we even want to know how you got it?" Snotlout said.
"No," Tuffnut said, and shivered. "I have never been kicked so many times."
Ruffnut laughed, and Mulch nodded.
"Ay, they do that, and they kick hard!"
Fishlegs: Aah!
Ruffnut: Yak hair. [Brushes Fishlegs's face with it] Takes itchy to a whole new level.
Fishlegs: Not really. Feels kind of like my old Aunt Gerta.
"Oh . . . yes," Fishlegs's dad smiled, although it was obvious it was forced. "She was, um, interesting."
Fishlegs: You know, she used to . . .
Astrid closed her eyes and prepared for what was coming.
Hiccup: No, I'd like to be able to sleep tonight.
"Thank you, Hiccup!" Astrid called.
Murmurs of agreement from the crowd. Hiccup turns away and seems not to acknowledge them. Stoick's face fell, but only for a brief few seconds before he puts on a mask again.
No one noticed Hiccup's small, thoughtful frown, except Toothless, who nudged him and warbled. Hiccup smiled softly, and scratched him behind the ears.
Tuffnut: [Holding a mug] Spoiled, coagulated goat milk with just a pinch of hoof jam. I find it changes the whole experience.
Fishlegs: [Takes it, considers] Hmm.
[Holds it above his head. It slowly drops into his mouth, solid. Fishlegs chokes it down.]
Vikings and dragons alike shuddered as it dropped into his mouth.
"How long have you had that for?!" Snotlout cried.
"Hm . . . A while. I mean, we have that even now!"
Fishlegs: Oh, that is . . .
"Disgusting?" Hiccup asked.
"Yucky?" Snotlout said.
"Horrible?" Astrid said.
Fishlegs: . . . cheesy and delicious!
"What?" both twins cried.
"What do you mean?" Ruffnut asked.
"That is the crown jewel of the entire system!" Tuffnut said.
"The most disgusting-"
"-and effective-"
"-part!"
Someone in the back shushed them, and Tuffnut started up dramatically, "No, our voices shall not be silenced! We will be heard! We-"
Astrid elbowed him in the face, and the video began as soon as he fell silent.
Astrid, Snotlout, Hiccup: [shudder] Yeugh . . .
Fishlegs: I'm telling you, [Throws a rock at Meatlug, who catches it in her mouth] I've never been allergic to anything.
Fishlegs's mother nodded sharply in the back. He never had been, which prevented many of the problems her brother presented . . . he was allergic to goat, yak, sheep, fur, a variety of plants, milk . . .
[Sneezes on Meatlug]
Hiccup: [Thinking] Huh.
Fishlegs: What? What is it?
Hiccup: Fishlegs? I think you might be allergic to... Meatlug.
"What?" Fishlegs said, startled. He pressed himself to Meatlug, and inhaled her scent. When he came back up, he shook his head.
"But what else could it be? You've only been sneezing around Meatlug!" Hiccup exclaimed.
"Maybe Meatlug is sick, and got Fishlegs sick?" Astrid offered.
While the others were puzzling over the answer, Gothi looked at him intently.
[Fishlegs looks up, startled. Meatlug growls]
Astrid: Why, all of a sudden, would he be allergic to Meatlug?
Tuffnut: Perhaps it's just a simple case of adult-onset allergies.
Ruffnut: Ah, I concur with your diagnosis, Dr. Nut.
Tuffnut: I concur with your concur-ation.
Ruffnut: Adult-onset allergies develop in your elder years when your immune system mistakenly identifies a dangerous substance.
[Astrid, Snotlout, and Hiccup look at the twins blankly]
The Vikings mirrored the three.
"When did the twins become smart?" Astrid said. Hiccup shrugged.
Fishlegs: Don't be silly. There's no way I'm . . . [snorts] . . . allergic to Meat-
[Ruffnut slams his head into Meatlug's side. Fishlegs sneezes violently.]
Ruffnut: Oh, yeah, diagnosis confirmed.
"It is adultset allergics!" Snotlout said triumphantly. "Take that Fishie! Not so - er - clean anymore!"
"It's adult-onset allergies."
"Who cares? Not me!"
"We never expected you to care, Snotlout." Astrid sighed.
[Ruffnut lets him up, and Hiccup walks over]
Hiccup: Fishlegs, there's only one person that might actually be able to help.
[Scene splits to show Gothi meditating and waving her staff around. They are at her hut.]
Snotlout: [chuckles] Oh, I gotta see this.
Gothi glared at Snotlout, who cowered away.
[Gothi's eyes snap open and she starts to scribble.]
Fishlegs: What's she saying?
Gobber: Huh.
Fishlegs: [Panicked] What? What?!
"Calm down! It can't be that bad," Hiccup said soothingly.
Gobber: She wants to paralyze you.
"Okay, never mind, it is that bad," Hiccup corrected himself. Fishlegs groaned and slide down against Meatlug. Snotlout jumped up and whooped.
[Fishlegs gasps exaggeratedly]
Snotlout: Yes!
"Thanks, Snotlout," Fishlegs said dryly.
"You're welcome," Snotlout grinned. "Not!"
Astrid and Hiccup rolled their eyes in unison. Gobber and Stoick, seeing this, exchanged a grin.
[Gothi whacks Gobber with her staff]
Gobber: Aah! Check that. Hypnotize. Sorry, she wants to hypnotize you.
Gothi rolled her eyes. Could that man never get things right? Gobber smiled sheepishly when she sent a glare his way.
Snotlout: [groans] Come on.
[Gothi points her staff at Fishlegs, and moves it in circles in his face.]
Fishlegs: [chuckles] Unfortunately, guys, this is never gonna work on me because I'm way too-
Gothi raised an eyebrow, and Astrid covered her smile with her hand. She knew how Gothi could hypnotise anyone, having seen her hypnotise Snotlout . . . best days of her life. He was out for days!
Fishlegs: . . . [Straightens up] Okay. [Falls over and snores]
Gothi nodded sharply, and Astrid managed to get her grin under control. Snotlout laughed.
Snotlout: Unconscious? Ha! Quick, put his hands in warm water.
Snotlout and the Twins leaned forward eagerly.
"Please Tuffnut!" Tuffnut begged his future self. "Do it!"
Hiccup: We're not going to do that.
"Thank you, Hiccup! At least I have a real friend!" Fishlegs threw his heads up. "Besides you, Meatlug, of course." He laid a hand on Meatlug, then froze in shock. Had he really comforted this creature?
Then he shook of the shock, and hugged her. Of course he had. He was Meatlug's, and Mealug was his.
Stoick and most of the Vikings glared at Fishlegs, who tried to ignore their glares. The dragons warbled happily, and Hiccup smiled.
Gobber: Okay, now that he's under, she wants us to tell him that he's not allergic to Meatlug.
Snotlout: Does that really work?
"Yes, it does, Snotlout," Astrid said sweetly. "Remember when it happened to you?"
Snotlout blushed as most of the vikings laughed. "Shut up, I wasn't that out of it when I came to . . ."
Hiccup: [Walking over] I guess we'll find out. Here goes. [Bends over Fishlegs and waves his hands over his closed eyes. Continues in a creepy voice.] Fishlegs, you are not allergic to Meatlug.
"What's with the creepy voice?" Tuffnut asked.
"Yeah, I mean, there isn't any reason for a scary voice." Ruffnut agreed.
"Is the creepy voice going to heal Fishlegs?"
"Maybe it'll just wake him up."
"It wasn't even that creepy."
"Exactly, Hiccup! You need to improve. You need more practice."
Astrid rolled her eyes, took their helmets, and crashed them together, their owners' heads still in them.
Tuffnut and Ruffnut looked around, dazed. Then both stood up and said excitedly, "Again!"
Hiccup: [echoing] You are not allergic to Meatlug. You are not allergic to Meatlug . . .
[Fishlegs sighs in his knocked-out state]
Snotlout: So, that's it?
Hiccup: Hypnosis is very powerful.
Astrid grinned at Snotlout, who flushed again.
Gobber: Okay, let's bring him out of it.
Snotlout: Now, now, now, hang on a second. We've got an opportunity here. We can rebuild Fish-face. We can turn him into a worshiped Viking, a fearless godlike hero as strong as three yaks!
"What? No! Fishlegs, tell him you don't want that to happen!" Hiccup turned his head expectantly towards Fishlegs, while Toothless glared at a cowering Snotlout.
Fishlegs turned to Hiccup, pensive. "Actually, Hiccup . . ."
Meatlug's eyes widened in alarm. She gently bumped into her rider, who smiled, and seemed to change his mind. "No, you're right Meatlug. I don't want to change. Because then we wouldn't match."
What looked suspiciously like a smile formed on Meatlug's face, and the other dragons even seemed to give her smiles and growls of congratulations.
Snotlout: A Viking who commands attention! [While Snotlout speaks, Fishlegs grunts and sits up]
Gothi's eyes widened. Maybe the hypnotism was a bit too strong . . .
Snotlout: In other words, a Viking worthy of my friendship.
Hiccup: Uh, yeah, sorry, Snotlout, we're not doing any of that. [To Gothi] You can bring him out of it now.
[Gothi snaps her fingers]
[Fishlegs's eyes snap open and he stands up, cracking his back and knuckles.]
Hiccup: Fishlegs?
Fishlegs: [haughty accent] Fishlegs? [Pushes Hiccup and Snotlout to the side as he steps up] There's no Fishlegs here. [Referring to MEatlug] Who is this pudgy little reptile?
"Oh, no . . . Fishlegs put his head in his hands and moaned. Meatlug scooched up closer to him, and Hiccup patted him on the back. "I'm sure it's not that bad . . ."
"That's what you said last time," Fishlegs said, voice muffled by his hands.
"Eh, details."
"Sorry, Meatlug!" Fishlegs said, giving her a hug.
Gobber: That was a bit harsh.
Hiccup: Fishlegs, are you alright?
Fishlegs: Are you deaf, skinny, one-legged boy?
[Snatches Gothi's staff and hold it above his head]
Fishlegs: The name's Bonecrusher. [Snaps the staff] Thor Bonecrusher.
Gothi glared at Fishlegs, and whacked him with her cane. Fishlegs cowered away into Meatlug, and with a final glare, Gothi turned away.
Gobber whispered to Stoick, "At least it wasn't me this time."
Stoick was about to reply, only to startled into silence by Gothi's staff smacking Gobber on the head.
[Gothi glares at Fishlegs]
Hiccup: Snotlout, do you realize what you've done? [Grabs and shakes him] You fool, you've created...
Snotlout:[Pushing Hiccup off] My very own super-Viking . . . Thor Flipping Bonecrusher! I love it!
"You would." Astrid rolled her eyes.
Snotlout looked up at the screen in awe. "He's beautiful."
Fishlegs inched away from him slowly.
[Fishlegs is resting his leg on a sheep, looking heroic. The sheep bleats]
[Scene change: they are now in the village. Indistinct chatter is heard]
Fishlegs: Oh, hello.
[Salutes woman. Flashes a thumbs-up at a man pushing a cart, who lets go of it. Blows a kiss at someone else. Snotlout is following him reverently.]
"Does little-baby-Snotlout have a crush?" Astrid said in her best baby voice.
Snotlout didn't answer, his eyes fixed on the screen.
Astrid: And Gothi can't just turn him back?
Hiccup: Not without her staff, which Thor Bonecrusher crushed and threw off the cliff.
Woman: Is that Fishlegs?
Man: I don't know.
Snotlout: So, TB, you're not afraid of anything, huh?
[Pulls out sword and lunges in a flash. Fishlegs, just as fast, grabs the sword right in front of his neck, and throws it to the side.]
Everyone's eyebrows flew to the top of their heads. Only the most practiced vikings could do that, and here, Fishlegs could do it?!
Fishlegs: Ha! Child's play.
Snotlout: How about fire? [Holds up torch]
Fishlegs: I scoff at fire! [Knocks it away]
Woman: Fire! My house is on fire! Someone threw a torch on my house!
"Excellent, Fishlegs!" Tuffnut said excitedly.
"Finally realising the genius of our ways!" Ruffnut continued.
As the twins continued to blabber, Fishlegs only sunk lower in his chair, and glared at the laughing Hiccup and Astrid.
Fishlegs: Perfect, a call to action!
[Fishlegs runs towards the house. Snotlout is awed. Fishlegs runs out with the woman and a sheep. People cheer.]
"Are you drooling, Snotlout?" Astrid asked.
"He is," Fishlegs whispered. "Think he'll react if we put his hands in warm water?"
"Probably not," Hiccup whispered back. "Why are we whispering?"
"Why are you laddies whispering?" Gobber asked loudly, snapping Snotlout out of it.
Fishlegs groaned. "That's why."
Fishlegs: Please hold your applause until the end of the rescue.
[Grabs bucket of water and throws it at the house. The flames are put out.]
Fishlegs: You may commence.
[all cheering]
Woman: Fishlegs...
Fishlegs: Fishlegs? Why does everybody keep calling me Fishlegs? [Looks down distastefully.]
Woman: But you're Fishlegs, Fishlegs.
Fishlegs: [Holding up a hand] Nonsense, crone!
The woman in question glared at Fishlegs, who held his hands up in surrender. "It isn't me!"
When her glare didn't let up, Meatlug turned and growled at her, which sent her attention back to the screen, although hey eyes flickered back to the dragon every once in awhile.
Woman: Oh!
Fishlegs: [Jumps on a stump] People of Berk . . .
Men: Huh?
Fishlegs: It is with great pleasure that I announce the arrival of me, Thor Bonecrusher. The most universally feared and loved Viking in all the land is here to enchant you with my presence.
[Hiccup and Astrid share a look]
Man: Oh! Look out, the cart!
[A cart rolls down the hill, right on course for a baby carriage. Man gasps. Fishlegs smirks]
[Fishlegs jumps up and spins through the air. Vikings gasp]
Hiccup: What?
Woman: Ah! The baby!
[Fishlegs jumps in front of the cart and holds out a hand, intending to stop it. He picks up the baby, kisses s/he, and throws s/he back to her mom, just as he stops the cart, which throws all the apples into the air. Fishlegs catches them all in the cart, except for one, which he knocks onto a man's fork.]
The vikings, all at once, began to cheer for Fishlegs, whistling,clapping, and whooping. Fishlegs smiled, perhaps Thor Bonecrusher wasn't so bad.
The he remembered - 'Pudgy little reptile'.
Never mind.
Man: Huh? [Sticks apple/fork inside the boot] Yeah! Apple-boot!
Fishlegs: All in a day's work.
Baby: Thor… [Fishlegs kisses the baby.]
Snotlout: [Looking awed.] Did you see that?! That was incredible! [Acting out his words] He ran, and then did a flip and then a toss and then a thing, and then flipped into the other thing. Ohh! He's amazing.
Astrid: Is it me, or did Snotlout just fall in love with Fishlegs?
"He actually fell in love . . ." Astrid said to herself. Thn louder, "Snotlout likes Bonecrusher!" and fell into hysterics.
Hiccup and Toothless exchanged a look. Was Astrid okay? Astrid caught this and immediately stopped laughing. "I'm fine. Shut up." She punched him on the shoulder for good measure.
Snotlout: Bonecrusher! Bonecrusher! Bonecrusher!
Crowd Picks Up Chant: Bonecrusher! Bonecrusher!
[Fishlegs holds up the baby and grins]
[Animal groans]
Fishlegs: Shh, everyone! Thor hears the sound of a baby yak in trouble.
[Fishlegs runs through the village, jumping on and off of buildings, flipping through the air. He jumps in front of the baby yak, who is frenzied and running wildly. He grabs it and cracks it's back. It faints, and Fishlegs catches it, and lays it down before it can fall. The crowd gasps.]
Fishlegs: Sleep well, little yak.
[applause]
Fishlegs: Sleep well.
Man: What's next, Thor?
Man(2): Show us more amazing feats of bravery! [laughs]
Fishlegs: [chuckles] I shall, citizen, I shall. But first, I must claim a weapon befitting a god!
Snotlout: [laughs] Thor, you have got to teach me that Viking yak pinch.
[Fishlegs sticks out an arm, and does the same to Snotlout that of which he did to the yak. Snotlout groans and falls.]
Astrid and the twins started to chuckle, and this time, Hiccup joined in. A couple seconds later, the dragons joined in and Astrid and the Twins immediately stopped laughing.
Dragons couldn't laugh. They couldn't smile. They didn't have emotions!
But really, did they?
Fishlegs: All in the wrist, Snot-man.
Gobber: [Singing and sharpening a weapon.] Well, I got my axe and I got my mace-
Fishlegs: You, simple blacksmith!
"'Simple blacksmith'?!" Gobber exclaimed. "Fishlegs!"
"Sorry, Gobber!"
Gobber: "Simple blacksmith?"
Snotlout: [Runs to knife] Uh, how about this one?
Fishlegs: [Examines what Snotlout has brought.] Oh, that's perfect... for removing splinters. [Throws it to the side.]
Snotlout: [laughs while taking a sword off the wall] What about this one? [Presents it to Fishlegs] You can use it to annihilate your enemies.
Fishlegs: [Examines it] That's a nice handle, I suppose... if I had wee lady hands. [laughs, and throws and so it imbeds into the wall right next to Gobber head.]
Gobber: Huh. [Walks over to Fishlegs waving an axe threateningly.] I made that handle with my best leather.
"And leather is expensive!"
[Fishlegs looks at the axe, and smiles, wanting it. He snateches it from Gobber]
Gobber: Eh?
Fishlegs: No, this. This is an axe for a Viking.
[Proceeds to wave it around and points it at different things. Snotlout ducks as it goes over his head.]
Gobber: That's Stoick's axe.
Fishlegs: Correction: This was Stoick's axe.
Fishlegs squeaked and shrank into Meatlug as Stoick delivered one of his most terrifying glares. This guy thought he could just TAKE his things?! Well, he'd show him! Oh, he'd show him!
Gobber laid a hand on Stoick shoulder. "It's not him." he whispered.
Stoick, with a final look returned to the video. Episode. Either.
Hiccup: Uh, okay, uh, Fishlegs?
[Fishlegs glares]
Hiccup: [stammering] I-I mean, Bonecrusher. Stoick isn't exactly the kind of chief who likes to share his things, especially his axe.
A couple Vikings behind Stoick nodded, wide-eyed.
Fishlegs: Neither do I. If this Stoick fellow wants it, he can always try and take it back from me.
Snotlout: Oh, man! He just totally called out Stoick! How much do we love this guy? [runs off to follow Fishlegs]
Stoick raised his eyebrows at Snotlout, who laughed nervously. "That's not me yet, right?"
Stoick's eyebrows only rose higher. "Spitelout, I think you need to have a . . . word with your son."
Spitelout scowled at the back of Stoick's head. Who was he to reprimand his son? And to tell him what to do?! The nerve of him, sometimes!
[Meatlug groans]
Hiccup: [sighs] Okay, this is getting out of hand. We need to get Thor Bonecrusher back to Gothi before we lose Fishlegs forever.
Gobber: I totally agree. Just one question. Where'd he go?
[Scene switch. Fishlegs is in the Great Hall, telling a story about his adventure.]
Fishlegs: So there I was, Thor Bonecrusher, perched on an inferior dragon as we approached the vicious Scauldron, faster than Odin on his eight-legged horse.
"THAT'S A LIE!" Tuffnut exclaimed.
The Vikings around him jumped, startled by the loud noise.
"EVERYONE KNOWS THE HORSE HAS 9 LEGS!"
"Uh, Tuffnut . . ." Fishlegs said. "It actually has-"
"That's stupid Tuff. Everybody knows that it ACTUALLY has-"
"Thank you, Ruffnut." Fishlegs muttered.
"-10 legs!"
Fishlegs, Astrid, and Hiccup sighed in disappointment.
Snotlout: You could have Hookfang next time. He's a Monstrous Nightmare, scariest dragon of all.
Hookfang seemed to smirk, and lifted his head so he could look down at all the others superiorly. Toothless rolled his eyes, and looked to Hiccup.
Hiccup laughed softly. "Yeah, you'll always be the best to me, bud."
Toothless smirked at Hookfang this time, and Hookfang was the one rolling his eyes.
Fishlegs: Nightmare? Sounds like my post-mutton trip to the outhouse.
Man: [laughing] Post-mutton trip! We've all been there, aint we?!
[laughter]
Snotlout: [laughs nervously] Good one.
[Hookfang snarls at Snotlout]
Gobber: Poor Meatlug. Wouldn't even wear her saddle. Look at her. So lonely. We've got to do something with her.
"I'm sorry Meatlug." Fishlegs said, giving his dragon a hug.
Snotlout rolled his eyes. "Why do you talk to that thing as if it has feelings? It's a DRAGON, Fishlegs, get OVER it. We were taught to kill them, and here you are, hugging one."
Fishlegs snapped. He had heard one too many snarky comments from Snotlout. His entire life, he'd been teased by Snotlout, and enough was enough. "Well, you know what, Snotlout? Never ONCE did this dragons try to harm us. Maybe WE'RE the ones in the wrong. But NO. Vikings are never wrong. How could we be wrong?! You know what, though, SNOTLOUT? YOU KNOW WHAT?! I AM SO DONE. MEATLUG is the BEST THING that has EVER HAPPENED to me, and YOU'RE not going to mess that up. Better than YOU, better than EVERY SINGLE VIKING EVER. So, SHUT UP Snotlout, stop TALKING ABOUT THINGS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!"
By now, Snotlout was cowering away, but it didn't seem like Fishlegs was coming down any time soon. In fact, the last six words only seemed to encourage him.
"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING. NOTHING. Not TRUST, not FRIENDSHIP, you probably don't know what being a good friend IS. So, FORGIVE ME FOR THINKING THAT YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND THE FRIENDSHIP BETWEEN MEATLUG AND ME, BECAUSE IT'S PROBABLY DEEPER THAN ANY FRIENDSHIP OF YOUR WILL EVER BE!"
At this point, most of the Vikings were stunned. Who knew Fishlegs could yell so loud, or be so vicious? Snotlout, however, had sunk into a state of contemplation - shocking for those around him. Who knew Snotlout could think?
Was Fishlegs really right? How much did he really know about friendship? All he did with his . . . well, with Tuff and Ruff was tease them, playfully smack them on the head with a mace sometimes . . .
And if this dragon was showing Fishlegs that, wouldn't it to him good too?
And, more importantly, the dragon next to Fishlegs was growling and baring its teeth at him threateningly, and looked so cool.
As much as he hated to admit it, he had to talk to Hiccup about his dragon after this, no matter what his dad said.
Hiccup: I'll take care of Meatlug.
Fishlegs: My chances of survival were slim. I only had one option.
Man: Ah, ooh, oh, oh! Fly away?
The man blushed as many of his friends rolled their eyes.
Fishlegs: [glaring] I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that.
Man: Sorry.
Fishlegs: No, I had something very special in store for that Scauldron.
['Flashback' Fishlegs is standing on his dragon, glaring down at the Scauldron]
Fishlegs: [pointing axe at the Scauldron] Engage the beast, dragon!
[In the background, all the dragon riders are shivering and whimpering, all crowded on Toothless.]
"What?!" all of the teens, minus Fishlegs, exclaimed.
"That's not how it happened!" Astrid said.
"You had to have a huge imagination to think THAT!" Tuffnut and Ruffnut cried at the same time.
"I was the total hero! Not you! You just messed everything up!" Snotlout yelled.
Fishlegs shot him a nasty look, still furious at him. He then turned to the others and said apologetically, "Sorry! This isn't me! It's 'Thor Bonecrusher'!"
In unison, Stormfly, Hookfang, and Barf and Belch turned and glared at him, not very happy at being left out. Fishlegs shot a pleading look at Hiccup, who shrugged. He had tried, but he couldn't stop a raging dragon from raging.
[Meatlug flies closer and then Fishlegs jumps off Meatlug - The scene is brought back to the present day, as Fishlegs chops his axe through the table.]
[all gasp]
Fishlegs: He narrowly escaped. However, next time, victory shall be mine!
"Pfft, he got a away by a long shot." Tuffnut snorted.
[all cheering]
Snotlout: Put me in your next story! Just as the background. But please?
"Snotlout, so desperate." Astrid smirked.
Spitelout frowned at Snotlout from behind him, and Snotlout shrugged. As Spitelout's glare hardened, however, Snotlout gulped and turned towards the front.
Stoick: Fishlegs! Is that my axe?!
"And . . . Here's where it gets interesting." Hiccup muttered, running his fingers over Toothless's head. Toothless warbled and grinned.
Man: [stammers] O-oh, he's got his axe.
[muttering]
[Vikings file away. Stoick advances forward, but Hiccup darts in front of him.]
Hiccup: Uh, Dad, that's not Fishlegs Fishlegs.
Stoick: Don't be daft. I'm looking right at him, holding my axe, by the way.
"I think we've established that." Hiccup said, rolling his eyes.
Stoick, however, just seemed to stare at the screen. The way he talked to his son . . . different. What had changed? They seemed more . . . comfortable.
Fishlegs: Ah, you must be Stoick the Vast... ly overrated.
"Oh no he didn't!" Tuffnut shouted, while Ruffnut yelled, "That's right Fishlegs, hit him where it hurts!"
They both shrank down in their seats when Stoick glared at them.
Stoick: What did you call me? What did he call me?!
Hiccup: That's what I'm trying to tell you. He's not himself.
"Understatement." Astrid muttered to herself.
Stoick: Give me back my axe!
Fishlegs: Don't you mean my axe?
[Stoick cracks knuckles]
Gobber: He was just polishing it for you, Chief.
Hiccup: Let me handle this. I will get your axe back to you, I promise.
Stoick: Fine, but make it quick, or I'll take it from him myself.
"Do it, do it, do it, do it!" both twins chanted, quietly this time, not wanting to face Stoick's wrath again.
Gobber: Chief, let's get out of here. How about a nice piece of mutton?
[Scene changes. They are now at Gothi's hut. Gothi is concocting something.]
Fishlegs: I hope this won't take long, sorceress. I like to nap after a feast of wild boar and mead.
Hiccup: Thanks, Gothi, we really need Fishlegs back.
[Gothi opens Fishlegs's mouth with a stick, and pours something down his throat. Fishlegs promptly vomits it out.]
Astrid: Ugh! What was in that potion?
Gothi, recognizing what it was, smirked at Fishlegs, and grinned at Astrid. Fishlegs and Astrid only looked confused, and shared a look as they turned back to the screen.
Gobber: It wasn't a potion. Just spiced yak bladder. She says that'll teach him to break her staff.
Most of the Vikings chuckled and sent appreciating looks at Gothi. Fishlegs sunk lower into his chair and moaned.
[Gothi smirks]
Fishlegs: Not the most delicate delicacy.
Astrid: What about getting Fishlegs back?
Gobber: She can't re-hypnotize him without her staff.
"I know that," Astrid rolled her eyes. "Hiccup told me earlier, remember?"
Astrid: Great, now what?
Gobber: Fear. Only a true feeling of terror will shock Fishlegs back to normal.
Astrid: But Mr. 'Thor Bonecrusher' over here isn't afraid of anything.
Fishlegs: Truer words were never spoken, my fair Viking lady.
Astrid: Ugh.
Fishlegs: Now, where is that snotty fellow? We have business to discuss.
"'That snotty fellow'?"
Gobber: Hiccup, you may want to swing by the old homestead. Your father is in a bit of a . . . state.
Gobber and Hiccup shared a look. "Well, this should be exciting." Hiccup said, turning back to the screen.
[Back at the house, Meatlug is licking Stoick. He is grunting, fighting her off.]
Stoick: Get this dragon off me!
Hiccup: Dad, she's just lonely.
Fishlegs gave Meatlug another hug. "Sorry, girl."
Stoick: If she doesn't get off me, we'll be having Gronckle for breakfast.
A couple Vikings smiled, while Hiccup, Fishlegs and the dragons glared. Snotlout looked around hesitantly. Do I really want this reaction if - when - I get a dragon?
Hiccup: We need to get Fishlegs back before this gets any worse.
[Astrid runs in]
Astrid: Hiccup!
Hiccup: Let me guess. It's Thor.
Astrid: Yeah, and Snotlout. And you're not gonna believe where they're headed.
[Fishlegs and Snotlout are flying on Hookfang over the sea.]
"Oh, no." Fishlegs groaned, while Snotlout cried, "Oh, yes!"
Fishlegs: Ohh! Can't this overgrown lizard fly any faster?
While Fishlegs reassured his dragon that he thought she was beautiful, while Snotlout rolled his eyes. I will not do that with Hookfang.
Only later did he realize that he called the Nightmare by his name.
Snotlout: [laughs, then quietly to Hookfang] Come on, Hookfang, you're embarrassing me.
[Hookfang snorts]
Fishlegs: Onward, Snot-man. We must find a dragon worthy of my command. My destiny awaits!
[Snotlout laughs nervously]
[Back at the village]
Man: Bonecrusher is going after the Scauldron! Bonecrusher is going after the Scauldron!
Man(2): Oh, he's going to tame the Scauldron!
"He's going to get killed by the Scauldron!" all the teens yelled together.
The adult Vikings shared an amused look.
Hiccup: [running past the man] He's gonna get killed by the Scauldron.
"Thank you, Hiccup!" Astrid said, then realised she said it, and sent a glare his way.
She was ignored in favor of Toothless, whom Hiccup was scratching under the chin.
[Hiccup, Astrid, and the twins are flying over the water in pursuit.]
Hiccup: They have to be down there somewhere. What was Snotlout thinking?
"People don't think when they're in love." Astrid said seriously.
Then she burst out laughing, and was quickly followed by the twins, who exclaimed that they weren't sure why they were laughing but were enjoying laughing at Snotlout anyway.
Snotlout rolled his eyes, crossed his arms, sunk lower into his seat, and pouted.
Spitelout glared at the back of his son's head. Get up, you are a Jorgensen.
Astrid: He wasn't. He's in love. [baby talk] He'd do anything for his big hunk of bone-crushing love.
"Shut up, Astrid," Snotlout muttered, not looking up.
Hiccup: Well, we'd better find them before they find the Scauldron.
[It is now dark and stormy. Fishlegs and Snotlout are still overwater.]
Fishlegs: Just think, Snotlout, at any moment, the giant beast will emerge from the water and I will tame him. Or he'll kill you.
"Don't get our hopes up, Fishlegs," Astrid said.
"It won't kill me. I'll kill it!" Snotlout crowed. Spitelout send him an approving look.
Snotlout however, had frozen, and just realized what he had said, before Hiccup whipped around and glared at him so intensely, Snotlout was terrified. It's didn't help that the Night Fury was right next to him, also staring him down. "You won't be killing anyone." Hiccup hissed, then whipped right back around.
The Night Fury gave him one final glare before also turning around.
Snotlout: Ha! You're funny, TB. [laughs] Listen, let me throw something out there. What if we... I don't know... head back, call it a day, relax at the Great Hall, tell some more really cool stories.
Spitelout shook his head in disappointment. His son wasn't a Jorgensen, he was coward. He didn't deserve to carry the Jorgensen name.
Spitelout thought he'd keep the thoughts to himself. Maybe he could shape his son up to be what he'd always wanted him to be.
The words tumbled out before you he could stop them, though. "My son. A coward."
The laughing Vikings all fell silent. They could tell this was serious by the tone of his voice.
"I thought I had raised you better than this, Snotlout."
Spitelout was harsh and cold, and Snotlout was stunned. "Dad-"
"No! You are no longer my son. My son would not turn back from this." Spitelout then turned and fixed his attention back on the screen.
No one spoke. Everyone turned their attentions back to the screen.
Snotlout didn't. His dad had disowned him, now what? Where would he go? His mind kicked into overdrive, questions and questions and ohnowhatnow and nonononothisisnothappening, and then suddenly
He
Couldn't
Think.
Hyperventilating. Drifting. Thinking.. Crying. Cryingcryingcryingcrying - Jorgensens didn't cry but he was no longer one of them.
And then suddenly someone was there and he held on to that person like he or she was his lifeline.
As his vision cleared, he realized who it was.
Hiccup.
That same person whom he had bullied and teased for so many years, that same person came to him when he was at him lowest.
Hiccup still wasn't looking him. That was to be expected, but by Thor he helped him and as Snotlout let go and Hiccup went back to his seat, Snotlout knew he was definitely check out a new dragon, for Hiccup if nothing else.
Only then, when the video was playing, did Snotlout realise - Hiccup was probably already disowned. He understood.
Snotlout: You know, I've heard that a Scauldron's hot water blast can rip the scales off of a Screaming Death.
Fishlegs: What gutless fool told you that? [Whacks Snotlout on the head with butt of axe] Nonsense. Thor Bonecrusher cannot return to Berk dragon-less. Negative, Snot-man. I am not leaving these waters without my prize.
[Scauldron appears and roars.]
Fishlegs: Aha! Time to engage my quarry. Dive, dragon, dive!
[Snotlout screaming]
Snotlout: Aah! My super-Viking's gone rogue!
"He was never yours to begin with, Snotlout," Astrid sighed.
Fishlegs: Fire!
[Hookfang fires three blasts, one hitting the dragon in the face. The dragon roars.]
Snotlout: Okay, that ought to do it, right, TB?
[Fishlegs jumps off Hookfang and sails towards the Scauldron. Hookfang bucks, and Snotlout is thrown off. He screams as he is tossed into the water. Fishlegs lands on the dragon's head.]
Fishlegs: Uhh! Dance, big boy.
The Vikings held their breath. Astonishing. Such feats of bravery! This was what they lived for. Danger and the thrill of adventure.
[Lightning flashes and the Scauldron flies out of the water.]
Hiccup: There they are! Come on!
[chuckles]
Fishlegs: Easy, now, big fella. [Gasps as the Scauldron bucks and he lets go of the axe, and it falls into the water. Meanwhile, Snotlout is fighting to keep his head above water.]
Stoick growled under his breath. There went his axe.
The Vikings around him scooted farther away.
Snotlout: Aah! Help . . . me!
Spitelout rolled his eyes. Spitelout rolled his eyes.
Snotlout noticed and dropped his eyes.
Astrid: Snotlout's in the water!
Hiccup: You guys grab him. I'll go after Fishlegs.
Astrid: Okay. Stormfly, let's go.
[The Scauldron continues to thrash.]
Fishlegs: [laughs] Ah! This is what I live for!
[One of the wings almost hits Hiccup, and he cries out.]
The Night Fury glared at the screen, suddenly protective of his rider.
Astrid: Keep looking, he must be here somewhere.
Tuffnut: how hard do you think we really need to look? I'm thinking some passing glances might do the trick.
"Thanks," Snotlout said dryly.
"Anytime, Snot-man!" Ruffnut grinned, and high-fived her brother.
Ruffnut: Well, the sooner we rescue Snotlout, the sooner we can watch Fishlegs get eaten by the Scauldron.
Fishlegs sighed. "I feel so appreciated."
"See? We're such nice people! First Snotlout and now you!" Tuff burst into tears, only stopping when Ruff whacked him on the head with her own helmet.
Tuffnut: Well, if you put it that way, let's go!
Fishlegs: It would be so much easier if you'd just submit to your new master.
[Scauldron leaps into the water, Fishlegs still attached. Hiccup follows. All three break out.]
Fishlegs: Got you where I want you.
"About to kill you?!" Hiccup cried.
"What?! That's not me! I'm sorry!"
Snotlout: Hookfang! Oh, can this possibly get any worse?
"Snotlout, you jinxed it! Now it's definitely going to get worse!" Fishlegs worried.
"Calm down, Fishie," Snotlout said, rolling his eyes. "I didn't 'jimks' it, ot whatever."
[Scauldron pops up behind him, roaring.]
"Okay, never mind,"
Snotlout: Worse! Way worse! Aah! Whoa! [Frantically tries to swim away.]
[Hookfang swoops down and grabs Snotlout out of the water.]
Snotlout sighed and relief, and looked over at present-time Hookfang, watching as Hiccup rewarded him by giving him a scratch under his chin.
He caught the dragon's eyes.
Thank you he mouthed. The dragon nodded, and Snotlout felt really, truly happy for the first time since they came to the theater.
Snotlout: Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you. I will never try to give you away ever again!
Hiccup: What the...
[Hiccup gasps just as the Scauldron and Fishlegs break to the surface once again. Scauldron shoots as Hiccup and Toothless, and they swerve to avoid the blasts.]
Hiccup: Toothless, watch out!
Hiccup: Come on, jump over!
Fishlegs: Retreat? In my moment of glory? Never! [Scauldron thrashes and flies away roaring.] Whoa!
"'Moment of glory?!' What is wrong with this guy?!" Hiccup said, almost tearing out his hair.
[Scauldron tosses its head and Fishlegs is thrown back to grab the tail. Fishlegs growls in frustration.]
[Suddenly there is a gap in the clouds, and Meatlug flies out. She rams into the Scauldron's head, and its water blast flies straight past Fishlegs.]
Hiccup: Yes, Meatlug!
Fishlegs gave his dragon hug.
[Meatlug has infuriated the Scauldron and it starts to make chase.]
Hiccup: No, Meatlug!
Fishlegs squeezed tighter, panicked.
[Hiccup joins the chase as well.]
[Meanwhile, Meatlug is flying away from the Scauldron.]
Fishlegs: Stop, dragon. I, Thor Bonecrusher, command you to stop. Raaah!
Stoick sighed. There was a thin line between bravery and stupidity, and Thor Bonecrusher had just crossed it.
[Fishlegs roars and starts to climb back up the Scauldron's tail. As he makes it to the top, he sees Meatlug about to be caught by the Scauldron.]
Fishlegs: No!
[Scauldron is about to fire a blast at Meatlug . . . ]
Fishlegs: [Has come back to himself] No! Not my Meatlug! You leave my dragon alone!
Fishlegs sighed and gave a small cheer. "Thank you, Thor!"
Hiccup gave him a congratulatory pat on the back, but they were the only ones who felt like celebrating. (The only Vikings, at least, Meatlug and Toothless were both doing a happy dance.)
[He jumps off the Scauldron and lands on Meatlug's back. Just as the Scauldron again gains on them, he is caught in the net by the twins and Astrid.]
Hiccup: That was a little too close.
"No, it was AWESOME!" Tuffnut cried, his twin nodding next to him.
Tuffnut: Speak for yourself. That was freakin' awesome!
"Exactly!"
[Fishlegs leans down to hug Meatlug.]
Fishlegs: Oh, I'm so sorry, girl. I don't know what happened to me. I just... I wasn't myself. Oh, I missed you! Oh! How did I...
Hiccup: Long story. I'll explain later.
Tuffnut: [Singing] Hooligan tribe Won't you come out tonight? Come out tonight Come out tonight . . .
"What?" A Viking in the back of the hall called out.
Another Vikings said, "That's actually quite catchy. Hooligan tribe won't you come out tonight . . ."
[Back at the village, all the Vikings are assembled. When they see the Dragon Riders, they cheer.]
Stoick: So, what happened to the Scauldron?
Hiccup: He's been relocated.
Stoick: And my axe?
Hiccup gulped and Stoick sighed.
Hiccup: Uh . . .
[Stoick raises an eyebrow.]
Hiccup: Also relocated.
Man: But what of Thor Bonecrusher?
Man(2): Yeah, Bonecrusher! I miss him!
[Fishlegs falls with a yelp. Vikings look on hopefully. He waves.]
Fishlegs: Hello.
Man: No.
"Thanks, guys," Fishlegs grumbled. Meatlug licked him, and he smiled and gave her a big hug.
[All grumbling]
Astrid: You know, Fishlegs, you didn't sneeze once the whole ride home.
Fishlegs: Yeah. And my legs don't itch anymore.
Hiccup: And Meatlug isn't wearing her saddle. Maybe you were never allergic to her, you were allergic to the saddle!
"That makes sense . . ." Hiccup muttered to himself.
Fishlegs: But why, all of a sudden, would I become allergic to her saddle?
"More adult onset allergies?" Tuffnut guessed.
Goober: Well, uh, I've been using a different kind of wax on the saddles. [Pulls wax out of ear] Look at that.
"Ugh," the hall collectively groaned. "Gobber!"
All: Ugh.
Tuffnut: [Disgusted] Oh, great.
Gobber: What? I never run out of the stuff. It's coming out of my ears.
Fishlegs Well . . . Ah-choo! I'm allergic to Gobber's earwax?
Gobber: Ohh. Ha!
Fishlegs: I am both relieved and disgusted.
[Snotlout approaches and looks at Fishlegs sadly.]
Fishlegs: What? What is it?
Snotlout: I'm just thinking of what might have been. You broke my heart, Thor. You broke it right in two.
[Kisses Fishlegs and flies off.]
Fishlegs's eyes widened, and he slowly creeped away from him. Snotlout blushed and look down, avoiding meeting anyone's eyes.
Fishlegs: Okay, that was creepy, right?
Hiccup: You don't know the half of it.
Snotlout: [sobbing] Oh, I miss you, Thor.
Instead of playing the next video, the screen froze.
Almost as if anticipating something.
Snotlout stood up.