Ragnar was looking at Zeff, after he told him that he no longer needed him.
"Listen, Zeff, you need me," said Ragnar.
"You fight with customers all the time to mention you scare them away practising your shooting skills," Zeff pointed out. "You're more trouble than you worth, son."
Some of the shares were listening to the conversation and was sniggering with one another which made Ragnar rather angry.
"And let's not forget about how the other cooks avoid you like you are poison," Zeff continued. "So just run off and become a pirate, like your old man, but get out of this restaurant."
Astrid looked at Hiccup. "Don't tell me his dad is a pirate, too?"
Hiccup nodded.
Ragnar wasn't listening and was narrowing his eyes at Zeff. "I could care less about my old man, he left me and my mother before I was able to talk. Besides, do you truly expect me to run off at the first time you shoot off your mouth? No matter what you say about me or my family I am not leaving this restaurant, period."
Zeff shook his head. "You need to learn some respect!"
Then with one sharpie sent Ragnar flying into Astrid and the others table. Quickly they all grab their food before he demolished the table.
"Enough with the games," said Ragnar as he picked himself up. "You can try and kick me out, but I'm here to stay. I'm not going anywhere old man, not until you're dead and gone."
Zeff scoffed as he walked off. "Dead, huh? Then you'll be waiting a long time, because I'm not planning to die any time soon."
"He's always got to have the last word," Ragnar grunted.
Hiccup looked at him. "Rag, don't you think you're being a little stubborn. You're not exactly Mr popular here and you could do a lot of good on my pirate ship."
"Sorry, Hic, but I haven't changed my mind," said Ragnar has he lifted the table up right. "Now we had better get back to work."
Hiccup rolled his eyes. "No rest for the wicked."
Astrid and the others return to the ship and it had been several days since they first docked next to the Baratie and it has now become foggy.
"We've been sitting around twiddling our thumbs book for days now!" Snotlout yelled in frustration. "How much longer are we going to be here anyway?"
"I'm sure Hiccup is doing everything he can to speed up his sentence, even doing some overtime," said Toothless.
"On the bright side at least Ragnar is giving us a discount for the food since we're Hiccup's friends," said Astrid positively.
"And he's getting chewed out by his boss," Fishlegs added.
Hiccup soon made his way on the deck carrying a large dustbin bag and just passed the Going Tiger.
"Hey, Hiccup!" Snotlout called from the ship. "What are we still doing here? Let's just get out of this place!"
"Just sit tight a little longer, I'm going to try and make another deal with the owner," said Hiccup. "Plus we aren't going anywhere until we get a cook."
"Well, be quick about it!" Snotlout yelled in frustration.
Hiccup then senesced something off within the fog. What he was doing to stare out into it.
Inside the restaurant, a woman had just dropped her glass after she looked out of the window and had a horrified expression on her face.
"Darling? Hey, what's the matter?" her husband asked.
He then looked out of the window and saw something sailing towards them and it looks like a large pirate ship. Soon the other patrons saw this large ship heading towards them and immediately shot out of their chairs. Through the frog they could make out the pirate flag which belong to Pirate Commodore Krieg, which was a skull and cross bone with a pair of hour glasses next to it.
"It's them! They're here!" a patron panicked. "The hour glasses mean that our time is up!"
"What are we going to do now? That flag means death. There's no doubt it belongs to the ruler of the East Blue!"
"Pirate Commodore Krieg!"
Everyone immediately panicked as the large pirate ship, which was even larger than the Baratie was approaching them. None of them seem to care that the ship was badly damaged after them it was a bringer of doom.
Zeff and Ragnar just stood outside and watched as the ship approached them.
Inside the patrons were panicking.
"But why? Why have the Krieg Pirates come here?"
Zale looked at Gabriel. "I told you! I knew that those goons would show up, now are you going to get rid of those guys or what?"
"This can't be real," said Gabriel sweating in buckets. "He's got a whole fleet command, why would Krieg come here to get revenge on just one man? I mean doesn't he have anything better to do?"
"He's here all right, we're imagining that ship are we?"
Outside, Hiccup and the others had also noticed the ship they too were beginning to panic.
"I think this is our cue to leave," said Fishlegs.
"Look at the sheer size of that galleon," Snotlout stared.
Hiccup made his way over to Ragnar folded his arms.
"That's one big ship," said Hiccup.
"I didn't expect Krieg to come here, but whatever reason brought him here can't be good," said Ragnar.
Finally the wind blew away the fog and they got a good look at the galleon in front of them and it was the first time that they noticed that it was badly damaged.
"Hey, look," said Zale.
Gabriel nodded. "Yeah, their ship."
"That ship has seen better days, it's barely holding together," said Hiccup.
"It certainly doesn't look like damage inflicted by cannon fire," Ragnar surmised. "In fact it doesn't look man-made at all."
"Then what could have caused this damage?" Hiccup wondered.
Ragnar then saw someone standing on the deck had a good idea who it was. "And they're he is."
Inside the restaurant everyone was very quiet as they heard footsteps and saw the shadow of Krieg through the window. Finely he had reached the door and everyone just stood there frantically, even the chefs.
The door then slowly opened, but that's when they discovered that Krieg was being supported by Squall. Krieg was a muscular looking man with a black Mohawk and he had a fur jacket wrapped around his shoulders, the moment it looked as if he was injured and was barely able to stand.
"I beg you, I need food and water," said Krieg. "We have money, lots of money. Please, it's been so long that I don't even remember the last time I ate. Please, sir, I need food and drink. I'm begging you."
This was certainly an interesting development and everyone was just to shock to move.
"This can't be," said Zale.
"Where's the death and destruction?" Gabriel frowned. "Is this really Pirate Commodore Kreig?"
Ragnar and Hiccup had entered through the staff entrance on the deck and had seen the entire scene in front of them.
"Looks like he's taken quite the beating," said Hiccup.
Ranger then immediately made his way up the stairs and at the exact same time Krieg collapsed.
"Captain!" Squall yelled as he placed him down. He then looked at his captain frantically. "Krieg!" He then immediately turn to the chefs. "Please, help him! Our Captain is on the brink of starvation, he could die! He hasn't had a single bite to eat the days, he'll die if he doesn't get any food soon!"
Strangely enough, no one was jumping to actually help the guy. The fact remains was that he was a fearsome pirate captain, who won any other day would have slaughtered them without a second thought. None of them were about to risk their very own lives by feeding one of the most dangerous pirates on the East Blue.
Gabriel laughed. "This is great, I haven't laughed this hard in a long time. The Great Pirate Commodore kneeling before us."
Squall looked at him. "We have some money, we're here as customers this time!"
"Do you really think I'm that stupid?" Gabriel asked and he looked at one of the other chefs. "Hey, send the word out to the Marines right away!"
"What?"
"He's finally weak enough to be captured, this may never happen again and I'm not going to ruin it by getting his strength back!"
Squall looked at him furiously, but he wasn't getting the support from any of the other patrons.
"He's right, no one knows what he's going to do to get back onto his feet again."
"He's done terrible things and as soon as he's up, he'll keep on doing them. I say that we let him starve."
Chef agreed. "Once he's back to normal he'll kill every last person in this restaurant. He won't get as much as a glass of water from me."
"I won't do anything," said Krieg as he lifted himself up. "I won't do anything once I eat, I promise that I will leave quietly. So, please, be merciful and help me."
"Your King, Krieg, stop it!" said Squall in shock. "Please do not reduce yourself to this. You're better than a common beggar, please sir, what about your pride?"
"I promise, please, I'll take the scraps I'll take anything… anything," he begged.
Squall could barely look at him. "Krieg."
Ranger then returned he was making his way down the stairs.
"Boo-hoo, for the poor pirate," Gabriel scoffed.
"Hey, step aside," said Ragnar.
Everyone then immediately looked up and saw that Ragnar was standing there with some food and a bottle of wine.
"Ragnar?" Squall gasped.
Ragnar then placed the food and the glass of wine in front of Krieg. "Here is something for your Captain."
Squall looked at him gratefully. "Thank you, Ragnar."
"Thank you," said Krieg as he immediately began to scoff down the food.
Everyone looked at Ragnar as if he was crazy, and he probably was feeding a very dangerous pirate.
Zale looked at him openmouthed as he rushed down the steps. "You dimwit, get that food away from him right now! Don't you realise that he is a cold heartless killing machine! This is the man known as the ruler of the East Blue, the most treacherous of all pirates! It all started back in prison, he pretended to be a Marine and when he decided to declare his pirate ambitions he took command of a Marine vessel by killing the senior officer. He would raise the Marine flag to any ports and then way waste to the unexpected cities and passenger ships there, he even showed the white flag before before attacking enemy ships, he did anything to secure victory."
"Talk about fighting dirty," said Hiccup.
"He's also unmatched in physical combat, you think that you'll just leave us alone?" Zale continued. "Well, I've got news for you that's not possible with a bloodthirsty killer like him! He deserves death!"
Krieg then slammed the glass bottle onto the floor stopping Zale long monologue. Then suddenly from completely out of nowhere he struck Ragnar so hard that he sent him flying. Everyone was completely shocked, even Squall.
"Ragnar!" Zale cried.
A woman then immediately screamed and all the patrons slowly backed away from Krieg as if he had the plague and then quickly ran through the back entrance.
Squall looked up at Krieg. "This is not what we agreed on, you gave me your word. I only brought you here because you promised that you wouldn't ruin this place or heard the man that saved us!"
Krieg responded by grabbing him and lifted him up harshly. "Yes, that was delicious." He then squeezed his fist and apparently was strong enough to dislocate Squall's shoulder. "I feel alive again."
He then released Squall and smiled at everyone present.
Astrid and the others were still on the Going Tiger when they saw people rushing out of the back entrance of the restaurant. They then saw them rushing to the nearest ship as if their tails were on fire.
"Do you see that?" Fishlegs blinked. "It looks bad, would you things going on in there?"
"Don't know," said Toothless honestly. "Let's go inside and see."
Snotlout nodded. "I'm with you."
Toothless then looked at Krieg's flagship and frowned. "Strange, the ship looks deserted."
Meanwhile in the restaurant Krieg, was looking at everyone that was still present and everyone was just too frightened to move an inch.
"This is a pretty good ship," Krieg smiled. "I believe that I'll take it."
Ragnar lifted himself up. "Right, I see…"
"As you can all see my ship is a wreck," said Krieg looking at every single chef in the restaurant. "Naturally I'll be needing a nice new one, after a few small chores every last one of you will leave the ship."
"What? No!" Zale cried.
"Krieg, you promised, please," Squall winced.
Krieg ignored him and pointed his farm towards his ship. "I have about a hundred men left on board my ship. All of them are weak with hunger and many are seriously wounded, if you value your lives you will prepare food and water for every last one of them. I have lost too many men to hunger already. Bring them over immediately."
"You're telling us to feed our executioners!" Zale roared. "Do you hear how stupid that sounds? We refuse!"
"You refuse," said Krieg narrowing his eyes at them. "I wasn't asking you, now make no mistake you wretched cook, I am not placing an order I am giving you one. Do I make myself clear? Do not define me!"
Many of the cooks just stood there shaking.
Squall winced and looked at Ragnar. "Ragnar. Ragnar, sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen."
"You see," Gabriel snapped at Ragnar. "Look what you brought down upon this restaurant!"
Ragnar does remain completely quiet and then he picked himself up. He then turned around and made his way back to the stairs.
"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Gabriel snapped.
"To the kitchen," said Ragnar simply as he brushed the blood off his mouth. "Looks like I'll be cooking a hundred more meals today."
The chefs immediately looked at him in horror.
"Ragnar?" Squall gasped.
"Ragnar?" Hiccup blinked.
"What?" all the cooks yelled in bewilderment. "Are you crazy?"
Krieg smiled. "Good, hop to it."
However, all the cooks immediately surrounded Ragnar pointing their kitchen knives and frying pans at him.
"Tell me the truth, Ragnar. Are you a spy or something?"
"We can't let you go anywhere near that kitchen."
"We are fed up of you acting insane," Zale snarled.
Ragnar raised his hands up calmly. "All right, stop me if you wish." Everyone just stood there in utter silence, no one dared to make a move. "I know that it's no secret that Krieg is a terrible ruthless man, but that doesn't matter to me. It doesn't matter, after we feed all these men who knows what's going to happen. I'm just a simple cook, no more and no less, if someone is going hungry it's my duty to feed them. That's all I know… what do you say, is that wrong?"
Ragnar just stood there, but then Gabriel punched him in the back.
"Gabriel?" Zale stared.
"Hey, someone grabbed him," Gabriel ordered. He then immediately looked down at Ragnar. "You bring free food to the bombs I kick out of this place over and over again. And I am not about to argue over who is writing a particular situation, but this time you're just flat-out wrong Ragnar. I can't let you do things like that anymore."
He then began to make his way to cabinet and began looking for something. "We need to protect this place. Fortunately, we have numbers on our side, it may be Krieg, but what can he do against all of us? As a joint like this pirate scumbags come and go all day, we are fully prepared to serve any kind of customer."
Ragnar looked up. "Is that?"
Gabriel smiled as he looked at Krieg. "I really hope you serve some groom for desert, because I have a secret recipe that is truly to die for." He then immediately turned around and pointed a bazooka shaped like a lobster directly at Krieg. "Open wide! Here comes the meatball of doom!"
He then fired directly at Krieg there was a massive explosion and everyone was blown away by the impact of the blast.
"Krieg!" Squall cried.
"I might have broken the door," said Gabriel. "I sure hope that Zeff doesn't yell at me again.
Zale shrugged. "He might go easy on you for saving the restaurant in all."
"So what are we gonna do with all the guys left on Krieg's ship?" Ragnar asked.
"We'll simply hand them over to the Marines," said Gabriel simply.
"Are you a chef or comedian?" said Krieg's voice within the smoke. "Because your jokes are lame and that desert was terrible, the worst that I ever had!"
Everyone was panic stricken as the smoke dispelled and Krieg just stood there revealing that he was wearing a suit of armour. Suddenly the shoulder pads and hips opened up pointing several guns directly at them and Krieg pointed a couple of pistol directly at them as well.
"So die!" Krieg yelled.
Krieg then unleashed a barrage of bullets directly at the chefs and they all began to fall one by one.
"He's got them everywhere," said Hiccup in horror.
"Guns everywhere," Ragnar gasped.
Fortunately none of the shots were serious they it only grazed the chefs, but it was unearthed to shake them with fear. Krieg gun turrets then immediately closed and he pulled off his glove revealing a golden knuckle duster covered in diamonds.
"You cook should not have defied me!" Krieg roared. "I am by far the world's strongest man, arms made of solid steel, bullet-proof body armour and a diamond fits that compound this entire world to dust! In addition to the weapons on my body, I have a fleet of 50 ships with 5000 pirates. My record is perfect, I have one every single battle that I have ever been in! I am Commodore Krieg and I will be the last man you'll ever see!"
Zeff then made his way down the steps carrying a large bag. "Out of the way, kid," said he said as he approached Hiccup.
Hiccup quickly moved wondering what the old man was up to.
"When I give you slime balls in order, you will follow it down to the last letter!" Krieg roared. "Don't you ever disobeyed me!"
Zeff then appeared in front of him and placed a large bag in front of him.
"This is about a hundred meals, now ticket your men right away," Zeff ordered.
The chefs stared at him.
"No, Zeff!"
Krieg's eyes widened as they fell upon Zeff. "Your… Red Foot Zeff."
