My Version of Riders of Berk

A/N: Good grief! This has taken basically forever, and this is another one of my favorite episodes! I don't even remember when was my last update on this! Oh, boy. And a lot of you have been asking me when I will update this story. My apologies to all of you. I just hope you have been patient enough with me.

But before I get started, I want to give a notice to TafaniG. I'm so sorry, but due to the magnitude of this story, and I'll most likely face the same kind of pressure for Defenders of Berk and Race to the Edge, I will regrettably not put any more new OCs. I'm so sorry. I was really looking forward to writing them. The characters are so amazing and would have been really fun to write, but because of this pressure I'm getting from just this story, I don't think I could cope with it anymore. I truly am sorry.

But, I hope this chapter will both be worthwhile and the best apology I could give. Let's start with Chapter 4! Roll it!

Chapter 4

The Terrible Twos

One morning, the Dragon Riders were out on a flight through the forest. "Follow me!" Hiccup ordered to the others. He then turned over to Toothless. "Low-level evasive maneuvers! Come on!" The two then began to fly through the trees that were either standing straight up or turned over.

When you're riding a dragon, communication is key. You almost have to read each other's minds. Or else.

Unlike his cousin, Snotlout was bumping into almost every other tree, thanks to Hookfang. "Hey! What are you doing?!" He demanded. Finally, Hookfang stopped. "We gotta go back!" Snotlout exclaimed sarcastically. "I think you missed a branch!" But Hookfang took it literally, and he dove into a thicker grove of trees, making his Rider scream.

And you have to have an open mind, because sometimes, your dragon knows better than you.

Astrid and Stormfly were flying towards two trees crossing each other in an "X" shape. "Stormfly, up!" Astrid ordered. But Stormfly tossed her Rider up and caught her on the other side by going under the trees. "You were right, Stormfly." Astrid said. "It was down. Whew! I almost died."

Snotlout then came up to her with a face full of twigs; on his helmet, in his hair, and even in his nostrils. "Almost died?" He complained. "I would've died!" He pulled out a twig from his nose.

"That's a pretty good look for you." Astrid teased.

Immediately, Snotlout put the twig back in his nose with a smirk as Cosette and Violet flew by. "She was kidding, Jorgenson." She said dryly as she caught up with Hiccup and Ragnar.

"Hey, has anybody seen Fishlegs?" Hiccup asked.

"I saw him yesterday." Ruffnut said. "Does that count?"

Ragnar slapped his forehead. "No, it doesn't, Ruff." He said.

Hiccup sighed. "Come on, guys." He said to Ragnar and Cosette. The Trio then flew off to find Fishlegs.

After a couple of minutes, the Trio found Meatlug stuck in a tall tree, and Fishlegs was in another one down below. "Oh, there you are, Fishlegs." Hiccup said as he and the other two landed. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Fishlegs replied. "Just hanging out. Not like I crashed or anything." Even though he couldn't see them, he could feel the unconvincing looks. "Okay. I crashed. There, I said it."

Hiccup tried to pull Fishlegs down, but instead pulled down his pants. Cosette yelped and quickly shielded her eyes. "Oops." Hiccup said.

"And there goes my dignity." Fishlegs commented.

This time, Hiccup and Ragnar both grabbed one of his legs and tried again. But it still didn't work. "Yeah, you're pretty stuck." Hiccup said, letting go of their friend's leg.

"No kidding." Ragnar added, releasing the other one.

Hiccup then got an idea. "I think I know how to get you down, but you have to stay perfectly still."

"Why?" Fishlegs asked. "What are you going to do?"

Hiccup turned to Toothless. "Careful, bud. He's not wearing any pants."

"Do you have to say that?" Cosette demanded, her eyes still covered by her hands.

"Huh? Wait a second." said Fishlegs. "What does my lack of pants have to do-" At Hiccup's signal, Toothless let loose a blast of purple light that sent Fishlegs flying out of the tree. He then caught him on the other side.

"Thank you." Fishlegs said to the Night Fury, then walked over to the Misfit Trio. "I believe those are mine."

Hiccup tossed him his pants, and he quickly put them back on. Once he was done, Ragnar tapped Cosette on the shoulder, and she removed her hands from her eyes.

"Now, what are we going to do about Meat-" Hiccup was interrupted when said Gronckle came crashing down from the tree. "-lug?"

Fishlegs went over to his dragon. "Can you not tell everyone that Meatlug broke the trees? She's sensitive about her weight."

"How did this happen?" Cosette asked.

"Well, Meatlug and I were just out, taking notes of the flora and fauna, you know. Typical guy stuff." Fishlegs explained. "Then, something weird jumped out of the bushes, like a flaming squirrel."

"Really?" The Trio asked simultaneously and skeptically, crossing their arms. "A flaming squirrel?"

"Or a chipmunk?" They still looked at him, unconvinced. "Or some other flammable rodent. Whatever it was, it scared us. Is that enough for you?" With that, a moody Fishlegs hopped aboard Meatlug and took off.

Hiccup turned to his best friends. "Did you hear that?" He asked, almost laughing. "A flaming squirrel."

Cosette got on Violet while the guys jumped onto Toothless and Fossil. "That's ridiculous." She snickered.

As they flew side by side, Ragnar spoke up. "Yeah. Everyone knows there's no such thing as a-" Suddenly, a small ball of fire shot out of nowhere, shocking everyone. "FLAMING SQUIRREL!" As soon as he said it, Ragnar tumbled off Fossil as the dragons immediately landed.

"You okay?" Cosette asked him as she and Hiccup came over and helped him up.

"Yeah." Ragnar assured. "But you guys saw that, right?"

"Pretty hard to miss." Hiccup said.

Cautiously, the Misfit Trio looked in the direction where the fireball came from. There, in between two rocks was a tiny dragon. They slowly got closer and saw that it had a white head with horns, amber orange eyes, and its body and wings were a similar shade. Its wings had a hook claw on the tip, and its feet had sharp talons.

"Aww." Cosette cooed. "It's kind of cute."

"Hey, there, little guy." Hiccup said. "Who are you?" In answer, the dragon snapped its jaws, barely missing his fingers. "Whoa, settle down, big fella!"

"Sure is fiery." Ragnar observed. "I've never seen anything like him."

The three bigger dragons sniffed curiously at the much smaller one, and backed away. Toothless snarled at it, while Fossil and Violet just glared. "You three aren't helping." Hiccup said. "Well, we might have discovered a new species here."

"That's incredible!" Cosette exclaimed.

Toothless then tried to push Hiccup away from the little dragon. Fossil grabbed Ragnar by the scruff of his neck, while Violet wrapped her tail around Cosette. "Whoa, hey, guys!" Hiccup stopped his dragon while Ragnar squirmed out of Fossil's grip, and Cosette spun out of the way. "What has gotten into you?" Hiccup turned back to the little dragon. "It looks like he's hurt."

"Try to coax him out so I can get a better look at him." Ragnar said as he checked his medical supplies from his satchel.

Hiccup and Cosette nodded, and turned back to the little dragon. "Don't be afraid." Cosette assured to it. "We're friends."

Hiccup pulled out some dragon nip from his vest. The little dragon snapped its jaws again. "It's okay." He coaxed. "It's just a little dragon nip."

Slowly, the little dragon crawled out of the rocks, curiously sniffing the grass. The Trio's dragons snarled at it again, and it returned it before climbing onto Hiccup's shoulder.

"Come on, guys." Cosette said to them. "Play nice."

Hiccup suddenly cried out in pain and pulled the little dragon off his shoulder. "Little dragon, big claws!"

Ragnar examined the little dragon from horn to claw. "Well, he doesn't look hurt. But let's take him back to the Academy, just to be sure."

"Alright, then." Hiccup said. "Let's go, we'll fix you right up." The little dragon chirped happily.

When the Misfit Trio arrived at the Academy, they showed the others the little dragon. "This is so exciting!" Fishlegs squealed. "It's a whole new species!"

"Doesn't look like a flaming squirrel to me." Tuffnut said.

"When people get scared, they say weird stuff, Tuff." A dry Cosette explained.

"We have no idea what it's capable of." Fishlegs continued excitedly. "There's no telling what it might do."

Tuffnut got up to the little dragon. "Flame! Do it!" In response to that, the little dragon instead flew towards him and grabbed him by the face. "Ah, get it off, get it off!" Tuff pleaded.

Ruffnut snickered at her brother's misfortune, but then the little dragon started to bite her. "Hey, that is funny." Tuffnut said, seeing his sister getting the same treatment.

Hiccup held out his arms and took the little dragon. "Come on, guys. We need to do something about this guy. He's hurt."

"He's hurt?" Tuffnut asked, rubbing his swelling nose. Ragnar huffed and handed him a small jar of healing cream.

"He's just a little afraid." Hiccup clarified. "He'll settle down."

"Uh, new species, remember?" Fishlegs reminded. "We actually don't know what he'll do."

"Well, somebody's gotta take him home." Astrid pointed out.

Immediately, the Riders backed away from the Misfit Trio. "Well, it was pretty much obvious anyway." Cosette said annoyed.

Hiccup turned to the little dragon in his arms. "Well, big guy. Here are your somebodies."

Ragnar exhaled nervously. "Dad's not gonna believe this."

Later that night, at the Haddock house, Ragnar's worries were confirmed. "No, no, no!" Stoick said, carrying some firewood. "He's not staying here. I've got a three-dragon limit."

"Oh, come on!" Hiccup tried to persuade. "He's not a very big dragon. Think of him more like a flaming squirrel."

"Don't want one of those, either." Stoick said firmly.

"Who would?" Ragnar dryly replied.

Stoick placed the firewood on the hearth. "Toothless, what are you waiting for?" He asked the Night Fury.

Toothless was about to let loose a plasma blast when suddenly, the little dragon blew out a fire ball and lit the fire. "Talk about lightning fast!" Cosette exclaimed, impressed.

"Well, it looks like you got torched." Stoick joked, making the Night Fury grumble. "Oh, that's his name, by the way." He said to the Trio. "Torch."

"So, he can stay?" Hiccup asked hopefully.

"Well, can't throw him out now." Stoick said. "I just named him." Toothless growled again with annoyance.

A few minutes, Hiccup carried in a large basket of fish. "Okay, 100 for you," he placed the basket in front of Toothless. "And one for you." He dropped a single fish in a pan in front of Torch. "Okay, boys. Your first supper together." Hiccup then left.

Toothless licked his lips, but no sooner did he turn away, and then back, that all the fish in his basket was devoured by that miniscule dragon. He angrily growled at Torch, who had just finished his own fish.

The cheeky little dragon flew up to a ceiling beam just as Hiccup returned with Ragnar and Cosette. "Wow, Toothless. You sure are hungry tonight, aren't bud?" Hiccup said as he took the basket.

Cosette and Ragnar noticed that Toothless was glaring sharply at Torch, who hopped down to follow Hiccup. Was Toothless jealous of the little dragon? Their eyes made contact as they both decided to keep an eye on the two.

Later, after the Trio bade goodnight to each other, Hiccup entered his own room with Toothless and Torch. Hiccup showed Torch a tiny basket. "Okay, Torch. This is where you're gonna sleep."

But Torch settled himself on Toothless' bed. The Night Fury shooed him off, but the persistent little dragon went back onto the stone slab. "Aw, look at that." Hiccup said. "He's made himself at home. Toothless, you don't mind sharing your bed for the night, do you?"

Toothless growled and decided to sleep on one of the ceiling beams. Torch curled up on the stone slab and quickly fell asleep. Hiccup gently petted him before climbing into his own bed.

"Hope he sleeps through the night. He hardly ate." Toothless snarled. "And you? Go to sleep." With that, Hiccup blew out his candle and got under his blanket, quickly falling asleep.

A few hours later, Toothless woke up when his ears picked up a faint roar in the distance. He looked up towards the skylight, sensing that there was something familiar about that roar. He glanced down at Torch, who was sleeping soundly on his bed, and then turned back up towards the sky port, hoping it wasn't what he thought it was. If it was, then he would do whatever it takes to protect his Rider.

The following morning, the Misfit Trio brought Torch back to the Academy to learn more about him with the other Dragon Riders. "All right, Torch." Hiccup said as he put the little dragon onto a barrel. "Let's figure out what you are."

"Oh, this is so exciting!" A beyond excited Fishlegs exclaimed. "Documenting a whole new species! Learning all about it!"

"Wait, learning?" Tuffnut asked.

"I'm out." Ruffnut said.

"Just sit tight, you two." Ragnar said. "You never know what might happen."

Cosette gave Hiccup the dragon manual, and he began flipping through it. After a few seconds, he spoke up. "There's nothing in the Book of Dragons that looks anything like him."

"We even get to determine what it's called." Fishlegs breathed as amazement hit him. "Th-that's a really big responsibility. I don't think I'm ready for that."

"I am!" Snotlout cut in. "I'm gonna name the 'snot' out of it." He bragged.

"That'd be a first." Ragnar muttered.

Astrid took some measurements of Torch's wings. "Twenty inches for the wings." She reported while Hiccup wrote it down.

"Pretty big wingspan for such a little guy." Cosette observed.

Snotlout then began making up names. "Big Wing! Big Span! Big Wingspan!"

Cosette shoved him away. "Shut it, will you?"

Fishlegs then began the next experiment. "May I have the honor of administering the claw test?" He held up a piece of parchment in front of Torch, who then sliced it into pieces with his claws.

"Look at these talons." He observed. "They're razor-like."

"Sharp Claw! Razor Feet! Razor-Sharp-Claw-Talon-Feet!" Snotlout spouted.

"Wait. Is he serious?" Tuffnut asked.

"I pray to Odin he's not." Ragnar said.

Fishlegs turned to Hiccup. "You know what's next, do you?" He asked.

"No?" Hiccup answered.

"The only test that determines a dragon's reaction to eels." Fishlegs paused for a second, then continued. "The eel reaction test."

He reached into a basket and pulled out an eel. Immediately, the Riders' dragons flew off to get away from it. When he held it out to Torch, the little dragon sniffed it curiously, then quickly gulped it down.

"He ate it!" Fishlegs exclaimed. "He ate the eel!"

"Eel Eater!" Snotlout proclaimed. "Come on, that's perfect."

Hiccup rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the Ingermen boy. "Fishlegs, has there ever been a dragon that wasn't afraid of- "

"Never in recorded history." Fishlegs answered his unfinished question. "We're in uncharted waters, my friend."

"This is incredible!" Ragnar exclaimed. "Just from this data, he could be a member of the Sharp or Mystery Class."

"You hear that, Torch?" Hiccup asked the little dragon as he stroked his head. "You're one of a kind."

"Now we need to get it to fly." Fishlegs said.

"Maybe if Torch saw Toothless fly." Hiccup suggested, and then called out to his dragon, who was sitting out on a cliff near the Academy. "Toothless! Let's take a ride, bud!"

But the Night Fury didn't move from his spot. Fossil and Violet flew over to him to try and coax him. "Toothless!" Hiccup called again.

"What's up with him?" Cosette asked.

"Don't know." Ragnar replied. "He's been acting strange since this morning."

"Ha!" Snotlout scoffed. "So much for the Dragon Trainer."

"Say that again, and I'll toss you into the middle of the ocean with some Tidal Class dragons." Cosette threatened.

"Relax." Snotlout said as he climbed aboard Hookfang. "We got this."

"I beg to differ." Ragnar muttered under his breath.

"Watch and learn." Snotlout gloated, before Hookfang took off and into the air at high speed. "HOOKFANG!"

The other Dragon Riders watched as the Nightmare spiraled and looped through the sky, with his Rider clutching onto his horns for dear life. They even zoomed past Toothless, who didn't even blink as they did.

Soon, they came back inside the Academy, Snotlout in an exhausted and relieved daze. "Okay, let's see you try." He said to Torch. "Hope you don't have to live up to that, though."

Torch hopped down and began waddling around in a circle, occasionally, jumping up and flapping his wings. "What's he doing?" Ruffnut asked.

"I think something's wrong." Astrid theorized.

"Aw, man!" Tuffnut moaned. "We broke him."

"He's not an object, Tuff." Cosette groaned.

"Maybe he can't fly." Hiccup guessed.

Suddenly, sparks began flying out of Torch's jaws as he finally got himself airborne. He flew around the Arena in circles, the sparks still flying. Finally, he landed back on the ground with a spin, the sparks ceasing.

"You… are one incredible little dragon!" Hiccup said in awe as Torch jumped back into his arms.

"This definitely puts him in the Stoker Class." Ragnar proclaimed as he wrote it down.

"Whoa." Ruffnut exclaimed, gesturing to the stone floor. "Look at that burn mark." Sure enough, there was a scorch mark that formed a spiral.

Tuffnut then saw that his right forearm was smoking. "And look at this burn mark." He said, making his sister grimace with disgust. Ragnar groaned and then handed the Thorston boy some burn cream in a jar.

"Did you see how it flew?" Fishlegs asked, amazed. "It spun, like, like a typhoon!"

"And he came back, just like a boomerang!" Astrid added.

"Hot Spinner! Flaming Comeback-er!" Snotlout suggested.

"I don't think that last one is even a word." Cosette dryly commented.

"No." Fishlegs said, ignoring the Jorgenson boy. "Typhoomerang." He proclaimed.

"Typhoomerang?" Snotlout asked. "Nah, I don't get it." Astrid and Cosette groaned, while Ragnar had it and punched the Jorgenson across the face.

That night, Toothless still hadn't moved from his spot. Fossil and Violet, though they had given up trying to persuade him to move, stayed by him. From their spot, the Trio's dragons could hear Torch chirping playfully from Hiccup's room.

"All right, Torch. Hold still." The Haddock boy said to the newly named Typhoomerang, who was waddling around the room with Hiccup's helmet on his head. "I'm trying to draw you. You're getting your own chapter." The little Typhoomerang looked up at Hiccup, who began growling playfully at him. In response, the little dragon growled back.

From outside, Toothless heard a roar in the distance. The same roar that he heard last night. Fossil and Violet heard it, too, and before they knew it, Toothless jumped through the skylight and bumped into Hiccup, making him drop his pencil.

"Toothless, look what you did." Hiccup said as he saw the broken lead. He picked up the pencil. "Now, I have to get some more charcoal. Toothless, you behave yourself while I'm gone. Ragnar and Cosette are in the other room, studying some new medicines."

Hiccup began to head downstairs. But Torch chirped at him. "Hey, it's okay, big guy." He assured the Typhoomerang. "I'll be back soon."

Toothless growled at Torch after Hiccup left. He then heard the roaring in the distance. As he shifted himself towards the skylight, his tail accidentally knocked down Torch. In response, he bit the Night Fury's tail, making him roar in pain.

Over in Ragnar's room, he and Cosette were looking through one of his many medicinal notebooks when they both started to smell something smoky. "You smell something, Ragnar?" Cosette asked him.

Ragnar took a whiff of the air. "It smells like something's burning."

Cosette peered out the door and figured out where the smell was coming from. "In Hiccup's room?!"

She and Ragnar quickly went into the room to see Toothless chasing Torch around, with the floor starting to catch fire, since the stone slab bed was flaming. "Hiccup!" The two called down to him.

From downstairs, Hiccup saw the flames and came upstairs when he heard his friends. "Toothless!" He cried.

Quickly, the Trio grabbed Hiccup's quilt and smothered the flames, coughing as they fanned away smoke. Torch jumped into Hiccup's arms to escape an angry Toothless as he growled at him.

"What-what is going on here?" Hiccup demanded.

"We don't know." Ragnar answered. "We smelled something burning in your room, and when we came in to check, Toothless was chasing Torch, the floor on fire."

Hiccup turned to his dragon. "Toothless, why did you do this?" He asked. "What is wrong with you?" Toothless roared and jumped through the skylight. "Toothless, wait!" Hiccup called after him.

Ragnar and Cosette saw their dragons near the skylight. "Fossil, head on after him!"

"You too, Violet!" The Boneknapper and Grapple Grounder complied and began to follow the Night Fury into the forest.

Hiccup began petting Torch to calm him down. "It's okay, big guy." He said. "He's starting to worry me, too." Cosette and Ragnar only nodded in agreement.

Toothless ran deep into the forest with Fossil and Violet following him, even sometimes pouncing from tree to tree. Soon, all three dragons stopped and saw two small dragons, similar to Torch, except different colors. The two Typhoomerangs were playing together, when they heard something.

Out of the bushes, a wild boar came out, charging for the kill. The two little dragons yelped and scurried off to hide behind a much, much bigger Typhoomerang. Their mother. She roared at the boar as she protected her hatchlings.

The boar squealed in fright as it tried to run and escape, but the angry mother Typhoomerang ensnared it in a fiery trap of death. The Trio's dragons could only watch in terror.

The next day, the Misfit Trio were in Gobber's forge with Torch, explaining to their mentor what had been happening. "It's weird." Hiccup said. "It's like Toothless is jealous, which is great. So, my first girlfriend is a dragon." He added sarcastically.

"Well, you certainly attract the jealous and protective type." Ragnar quipped, which his foster brother responded with a slap on the shoulder.

"Another thing we have in common." Gobber said as Torch hopped back into Hiccup's arms. "Something must be going on under the surface." He pounded on a metal bar, then stopped. "Dragons are complex creatures, you three. They operate on so many emotional levels. Me? I've only got the one."

Suddenly, Toothless came up to the forge, roaring and jumping around. "Whoa! Okay, Toothless!" Hiccup exclaimed as he held Torch closer to him. He then turned over to Gobber. "You see? This is what we've been talking about."

Ragnar and Cosette looked around. "Hey, where's Fossil?" Ragnar asked.

Cosette shrugged. "I don't know, and I don't see Violet, either."

"You guys find your dragons." Hiccup said. "We'll handle this." They nodded, and went around the back of the forge and into the forest to search for their dragons.

Toothless was still roaring at them, while moving around in a tight circle. "Toothless, settle down." Hiccup ordered. Torch jumped out of Hiccup's arms and in front of Toothless. The Night Fury then grabbed the little Typhoomerang and bounded away. "Gobber, grab him!" Hiccup shouted.

The blacksmith quickly blocked Toothless. "You want to dance, big boy?" He asked. "Cause I got my dancing shoe on!"

Torch struggled in the Night Fury's grip, and then sparked up his mouth, making him drop him. Toothless began to chase the little Typhoomerang around as Gobber managed to grab his tail. But he swung him off and made him crash into a shelf. When he got out of the clutter, he found something.

"My panpipes!" He cried, holding them up. "Now maybe I can join your band!"

Toothless faced over to Torch, who found a hiding place behind Hiccup's legs. "Back down." Hiccup ordered, glaring at his dragon, his face a few inches away from his. Toothless returned the tense glare, and both remained like that until a piping noise was heard.

"Not helping." Hiccup hissed to Gobber.

"Sorry." Gobber apologized.

Hiccup turned his attention back to his Night Fury. "Toothless, I don't know what's gotten into you, but I don't like it." Toothless grumbled, then ran off again. Gobber begun to play on his panpipes again, making Hiccup glare at him.

"What?" He asked.

At sunset, Hiccup was flying Toothless, trying to lead him towards the cove. But Toothless was trying to go in another direction. "Toothless! The cove is this way!" Hiccup shouted, trying to steer his dragon. "Where are you going?"

Finally, he managed to turn his dragon around. "No, you're going to the cove."

Soon, they had arrived and Hiccup dismounted off Toothless. "Okay, you've got to stay here." His Night Fury growled at him. "I never thought bringing Torch home would lead to this. I've gotta separate you two until I can figure this out."

Hiccup began to walk away, but Toothless cut him off. "Toothless, this is serious. You've got to stay here." He tried again, but still to no avail. "Okay. A crazy, out-of-control dragon blocking my way out." He tried once more, but when Toothless tried to block him again, he sidestepped and ran past him. "Or not!"

Once Hiccup was out of the cove, he turned back to Toothless, who was trying to follow him with a sad look on his face. He returned it before walking away.

It was still twilight, yet Ragnar and Cosette still haven't their dragons. "Fossil!"

"Violet!" Finally, there was a response. They turned around and saw a familiar Boneknapper and Grapple Grounder coming towards them. "There you two are!" Cosette said, embracing Violet's head.

Ragnar rubbed Fossil's bony jaw. "Where were you?" He asked. "We've been looking for you two all day."

Their dragons replied by getting their Riders on them and took off into the air. They flew to where Toothless had tried taking Hiccup. Ragnar and Cosette looked at the sight in terror.

"Oh, Thor." Ragnar said.

"This isn't good." Cosette added.

The next day, Hiccup had explained his dilemma with Toothless to Astrid, Snotlout, and Fishlegs. The twins hadn't arrived yet, and neither did Cosette and Ragnar. Hiccup thought they were sleeping in a bit, since they came home late the previous evening.

"You did the right thing with Toothless." Astrid said, trying to comfort him. "He'll snap out of it."

"Yeah, but what if he doesn't?" Snotlout asked, smirking mischievously. "Then you won't have a dragon to ride, and if you don't have a dragon to ride, then you can't be the leader of the Dragon Academy!"

"Yeah, then either me, Rag, or Sette will take over." Astrid said, bursting his bubble. "Do you really want that?"

"Sette?" Fishlegs asked.

"Finally came up with a nickname for Cosette." Astrid answered.

Ruffnut and Tuffnut then entered the academy, along with Ragnar, Cosette, and their dragons. "You guys would not believe what we saw." Tuffnut said.

"Excuse me, we're having a power struggle." Snotlout scolded.

"We're not having a power struggle." Hiccup said, bursting his bubble again.

"Besides, you would lose something like that, Snotlout." Cosette teased.

"The whole forest; ultimate destruction." Tuffnut began.

"It was beautiful." Ruffnut added. "The whole thing was torched."

"They're actually right about that." Ragnar said. "We saw it too."

"Torched?" Hiccup repeated, looking down at the little Typhoomerang in his arms. "Show me."

Minutes later, the Riders saw a huge familiar spiral burn mark in the center of the clearing. They dismounted their dragons and cautiously walked to it. "Like we said, ultimate destruction." Ruffnut said.

"We've seen that burn mark before." Hiccup pointed out.

"Not this big." Astrid added.

"You guys know what this means?" Fishlegs began to imply. "Big burn mark…"

"Big Typhoomerang." Hiccup revealed as the Riders looked up to the sky. Up above, a ginormous full-grown Typhoomerang flew around, roaring.

"He looks really mad." Tuffnut observed.

"Uh, it's not a 'he'. It's a she." Hiccup corrected. "That's Torch's mother."

"Torch is a baby." Astrid realized as Torch popped out from behind Fishlegs.

"That's what Toothless was trying to tell me." Hiccup said.

"Whoever gets between that mother and this baby is gonna get fried!" Fishlegs cried, handing Torch to Ruffnut in a panic.

"I don't want it!" She said, passing him to Tuffnut.

"You take it!" He said, giving him to Snotlout.

"Just leave it and let's get out of here." Snotlout finished as he handed Torch to Hiccup.

At that moment, the mother Typhoomerang saw her hatchling in Hiccup's arms. "Uh-oh." He realized. She then began to fly towards them.

Hiccup quickly set Torch on the ground. "Now, uh, go home to your mama." The mother Typhoomerang then began to get a stream of fire ready in her jaws. "RUN!"

The Riders went over to their dragons. But Hiccup began running in another direction, with Torch right behind him. "You guys go that way." He ordered. "I'll lead her back into the forest, away from the village."

"Not without us!" Cosette piped up as she and Ragnar followed their best friend, signaling to their dragons to get up in the air.

"Guys!" Astrid called out to them, seeing that the mother Typhoomerang was onto them.

The Misfit Trio ran deeper into the forest, and they saw Torch was following them, specifically Hiccup. "Oh, please stop following me!" Hiccup pleaded to Torch.

"I don't want to say that there's probably a reason why he's still following you, brother!" Ragnar shouted.

Soon, the Trio arrived at the cove, with the mother Typhoomerang still on their tail. "Toothless!" Hiccup shouted as he and the other two jumped into the cove, with Fossil and Violet giving chase.

A roar was then heard as the Trio all got up in the air on top of their dragons. "Thanks, bud." Hiccup said to Toothless. "I'm so sorry. I should've listened to you."

The mother Typhoomerang blew a stream of fire their way, but the Trio dodged it as their dragons flew upward. "All right, guys! Evasive maneuvers!" Hiccup ordered.

"Copy that, fearless leader!" Cosette complied.

They all flew out of the forest and toward the sea stacks. The Misfit Trio looked and saw the mother Typhoomerang still following them. "Oh, why won't she stop?" Hiccup asked.

Just then, Torch appeared from behind him. "What the?! Torch?!" Hiccup exclaimed. "What are you doing?! You need to be with your mother!"

"Uh, is this a bad time to give a lesson about imprinting?" Ragnar asked.

"Yes, it is!" Cosette retorted back.

"All right, guys. We have to try something else." Hiccup said. "We'll use her size against her! Head up!" Simultaneously, the Trio's dragons flew over a large sea stack. "Now, dive!" Hiccup commanded.

The dragons all dove down, and then just before they hit the ground, they all immediately flew back up. The mother Typhoomerang, though, wasn't so lucky, and she crashed onto the ground.

When the Trio landed, they looked over at her, worried. "I hope she's okay." Hiccup said.

Torch then saw his mother, jumped off Toothless, and went over to her. He began to nudge her huge head with his own tiny one. Soon, she lifted her head and looked down lovingly at Torch. Torch's siblings then appeared from their mother's back and greeted their brother. They nuzzled each other, making the Trio grin.

"Good job, guys." Hiccup said. "Everyone's back where they belong."

Torch joined his siblings and they climbed back onto their mother's back. "Goodbye, Torch." Hiccup said as he, Ragnar, and Cosette waved up to them. The mother Typhoomerang sparked up and then flew off, leaving the Misfit Trio and their dragons on the sea stack.

"Let's go home, guys." Hiccup said, and Toothless got up in the air, Fossil and Violet following his lead and heading back home.

Later that night, at the Haddock house, Gobber was playing his panpipes while Stoick was cooking dinner over the fire. Ragnar was carving a bone while sitting on the stairs. Cosette was sitting at the table, writing something on a piece of paper. And Hiccup was feeding Toothless, the Night Fury begging for some cod.

Gobber stopped playing for a second. "I wrote this just for the occasion." He then resumed playing.

Ragnar got up from the stairs and took a spot next to Cosette. He looked at what she was writing. "You're doing the same thing, right?" He asked.

Cosette smiled. "What do you think?" She asked rhetorically.

Hiccup petted Toothless' head. "I should've known that you were trying to protect me." He said. "That's what you do." Suddenly, Toothless pulled his head up, and then spit up a half-eaten cod onto a disgusted Hiccup's lap. "And then, you do that." He added.

Ragnar and Cosette laughed. "Ever a classic." Ragnar joked.

Communication between dragon and Rider goes both ways. Not only must the dragon follow the Rider's lead, but the Rider must listen to the dragon as well. Because sometimes, what the dragon is trying to say is what you really need to hear.

Several days later, the Misfit Trio were out flying when they came across the formerly torched landscape that was left behind by the mother Typhoomerang. Growing in the same pattern as the ashes of the spiral mark, hundreds of flowers of all colors were blooming.

A/N: I hope this was worth your patience. And because of the magnitude of this story, I won't make any more promises about updates, since I can't keep them. And with school back in full swing, it will be even harder. All that I ask is that you guys be patient and just wait.

Well, I'll see y'all in Chapter 5, even though it is one of my least favorite episodes. Please leave a review about what you think.

Got to fly! ;)