Hiccup was in bed recovering from his wounds, the explosions and the loss of blood had taken a lot out of him. Fact it was a miracle that he stayed conscious after the battle and Ragnar had been with in the entire time.

"Nice to see that you've recovered from your fight," Ragnar smiled.

"Looks like you have as well," Hiccup noted. "You took some pretty heavy blows I imagine that you cracked a few ribs."

"Just a few," Ragnar nodded as he leaned against the railings and looked up to see.

"I'm just glad that I don't have to do any more chores after getting rid of those pirates," said Hiccup smiling.

"Quite the deal you made with the old man," Ragnar admitted. "To be honest I wasn't sure whether you could pull it off considering who you are up against."

Hiccup looked at him curiously. "Rag, I was wondering whether—"

"No!" said Ragnar flatly. "I'm not going to run away with you to become a pirate. I have some unfinished business here, I'll stay until Zeff acknowledges my skill."

"Fine, but I was hoping that you changed your mind," Hiccup sighed.

"Honestly, if it wasn't for that I would jump ship and join you," Ragnar admitted. "However, the cooks here have absolutely no idea how to run a restaurant, but I did promise myself that one of these days that I would go to the Grand Line."

Hiccup then approached him. "Which makes the reason why you won't join me all the more confusing."

"It's just not the right time, not yet." Ragnar smiled as he looked up to sea. "There is one place…" He then turned and looked at Hiccup. "Have you ever heard of the All Blue?"

Hiccup frowned. "The cook or my dad's pirate ship mention it a few times. Isn't it supposed to be some legendary place on the Grand Line where all four seas meet?"

"That's the one, that sea is a miracle," Ragnar smiled. "In the All Blue there are fish from the East Blue, North Blue, West Blue, and South Blue. That one stretch of ocean has it all. To us cooks into culinary dream come true, a place that fantastic has got to be on the Grand Line somewhere, right? I mean where else could it be?"

Unbeknownst to any of them Zeff was listening to their conversation and watched as Ragnar laughed.

"That boy seems really happy," he then smiled slightly. "What an idiot."


To celebrate their victory the cooks had started cooking and soon they began presenting the food to everyone on board the ship.

"All right, guys, did it again," said Gabriel.

None of the cooks' waste any time eating and Hiccup and Ragnar soon entered the restaurant watching as everyone ate.

"Really?" Ragnar sighed. "At least they left us some seats."

"There's gratitude for your," said Hiccup rolling his eyes.

"No seats left for you," said a cook.

"Just sit on the floor and eat."

"They're no chairs?" Ragnar asked dubiously. "That doesn't seem right. This is a restaurant."

With very little choice Ragnar sat down on the floor. "All right, fine."

Hiccup soon returned with two trays. "They're certainly acting strange," he said as he placed the trays down.

"That's nothing new. Bunch of jerks," Ragnar muttered.

Gabriel then sipped some soup and slammed the spoon down on the table. He then immediately turned and looked at Ragnar.

"Hey, what is this? Who prepared the suit this morning?" he demanded.

Ragnar raised his hand. "That would be me. The stuff is pretty good, huh? I think I really outdid myself."

Gabriel narrowed his eyes. "Is that some kind of joke? I can barely hold this slop down." He then immediately spat the soup out.

Ragnar narrowed his eyes as he stood up and faced Gabriel. Hiccup decide to stay out of this, because he had a pretty good idea what everyone was trying to do.

"I thought someone like you would like slop," Ragnar smirked. "It makes sense to me considering that is what pigs like."

"Ha, just face it Ragnar your soup sucks," he said pointing a thumb down. "It's disgusting."

Ragnar then approached him. "That soup is nothing short of a delicacy. There is something wrong with your tastebuds."

Zale then immediately began taking a sip of the soup and after a few seconds he began to choke. "That's gross."

Soon the rest of the cooks were tasting the soup and were criticising Ragnar's culinary skills.

"I can't eat this!"

"Revolting!"

"This soup is horrible!"

Ragnar looked at all them furiously. "What the Hell is going on here you bastard?!"

"We're sick of the way you run things," said Gabriel crossing his arms. "You're a sham of a chef and everybody knows it."

"You can't just settle every single little disagreement with violence," said a cook.

"If the food is bad then we're going to say so."

Ragnar looked at them furiously. "What did you say?"

Zeff then took a sip of the soup and faced everyone. "Don't forget that we're sea faring cooks. So you had better not waste one single drop of that soup."

Everyone then immediately turned towards Zeff in surprise as he began to drink every last drop of soup in the blow. He then smashed the plate on the ground as he got to his feet, much to everyone's surprise.

"Boss!" the cooks yelled.

Ragnar looked at him. "What did you do that for?"

Zeff then placed a hand against his cheek. "That wretched little dish tasted like stewed garbage. If we reserve that kind of trash here we'd would go out of business."

Ragnar then immediately marched up towards him and narrowed his eyes. "Then mind explaining how my soup is any different from the stuff you make?"

"You think they're the same?" Zeff growled. He then suddenly punched Ragnar from out of the blue. "Don't flatter yourself."

Everyone was completely shocked by this.

"The boss punched him," said Gabriel.

"He didn't kick him?" Zale frowned.

Ragnar glared up at Zeff, who was looking down at him as if he was some sort of germ.

"You think you can lecture me on the art of cooking, do ya?" Zeff growled. "Fat chance, I am a man that has cooked in more seas than you've been alive."

Ragnar then got to his feet and then immediately ran out of the restaurant in a rage. All the cooks then made their way to the window and watched him as he just stood there on the terrace looking out to sea.

Hiccup looked at them. "Tell me? Why did you lie like that? I know that he is a pretty amazing cook."

"I know that he is an outstanding chef, everyone here on the Baratie does," Zeff nodded.

All the cooks nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, he's great."

"Aside from Chef Zeff is the best we've got."

"That was scary wasn't it?" said Zale looking at the others. "He seriously snapped."

"Yeah."

Outside Ragnar was actually listening to the conversation, the walled want exactly soundproof considering they were just made of wood.

"But that stubborn skulled idiot wouldn't listen to us if we try to reason with him," Zeff continued. He then looked at Hiccup inquisitively. "Hey, you were saying before that you need a cook for your ship, right? Well, this isn't something I wanted to be asking anyone, but would you mind taking Ragnar along with you? Take him to the Grand Line that would be best for him, the Grand Line is his dream."

"Geez, boss, you sure did make us put one hell of a show," said Gabriel.

"All man, I thought he was going to figure it out because of your bad acting," Zale chuckled.

Gabriel laughed. "Come on. Your acting was way worse than mine."


Ragnar just leaned against the door barely able to comprehend what he had just heard. Everyone in the restaurant was complimenting his skills as a chef while over the last few years they had nothing but content.

'I can hear everything you idiots,' he said to himself.

Hiccup looked at the cooks. "Recruiting him was the main reason I came here, but every time I ask he keeps on declining. It just seems as if he really wants to stay here and cook with all you guys."

"So you're saying that you can't agree to it until he tells you himself, that right?" Zeff simplified.

Hiccup nodded. "If I just took them by force I wouldn't be a very good captain. The crew need to put its faith in it Captain, if I just took him without his consent he would be fighting with me through the entire journey putting me and my crew in danger."

"I suppose that's fair enough," Zeff nodded. "But who knows if that hardheaded little brat who agreed to ever join with you."

"Yeah, once that guy makes up his mind there's nothing that anyone can do to change it," Gabriel agreed.

"Then you'll fit right in with my crew," Hiccup smiled.

Ragnar just laid there and had absolutely no idea what he was going to do, on one hand he would want nothing more than go out and search for the All Blue. But on the other he still felt as if he owed a great deal to Zeff.

While he was contemplating he saw something rushing straight towards restaurant. He squinted his eyes trying to make any sense of what it was, but then suddenly as shark holding something in its mouth immediately shot out of the water and came crashing towards him.

Everyone inside the restaurant got a massive shock as there was a massive booming noise. They then quickly turned and as the dust cleared they found Ragnar lying on the ground with a massive shark and what looked like to be the upper torso the young man sticking out of its mouth.

"Ragnar," a cook gasped.

"Whoa, what is that? A Fishman?"

"Did he come all the way from Fishman Island to eat here?"

"You dolt! It's a human half eaten by a shark."

Hiccup made his way through the cooks and immediately recognise the young man sticking out of the shark's mouth. "Tuffnut?"

"Hey, Hiccup, fancy meeting you here," said Tuffnut as he gasped for breath.

"How in the world you get stuck inside a shark and were the others? We're you able to find Astrid and Fishlegs?" Hiccup asked.


Eventually managed to remove Tuffnut the shark and release the shark back into the waters, it seemed quite pleased to have Tuffnut out of its mouth and swam away as far away as it could from the restaurant. They then gave Tuffnut a blanket and something warm to drink and he began to inform Hiccup on what happened.

"We never actually caught up to them, but judging from the heading we figured out where they're going and what they plan to do," Tuffnut explained.

"And that would be?" Hiccup asked.

"Well, if our suspicions turn out to be true then the place they're intends to go could mean certain death to all of us if we follow them," he said. "The point is we really need your help. Please, come with me."

Hiccup nodded. "Don't worry I sorted out the mess here, we can go."

The two of them then got to their feet and began making their way outside and meeting them was Ragnar.

"Wait, I'm coming with you," said Ragnar.

Hiccup blinked. "Ragnar?"

"I'm joining your little crew and I'm going to help you become King of the Pirates as long as you help me find the All Blue," Ragnar smiled.

Hiccup was completely stunned.

"What do you say?"

Hiccup laughed. "Welcome aboard."

"This is great, now we have some tasty food to eat," said Tuffnut.

Ragnar then looked at the cooks, who all looked pretty stunned. "Are you guys happy now or what? I'll be leaving now now."

Gabriel huffed as he folded his arms. "I don't like it, I was hoping to give you the boot from this restaurant personally. But it seems as if you don't have a problem straight up abandoning us."

Ragnar raised an eyebrow. "I'm just sorry in making all of you resort to bad acting."

Gabriel looked up. "Hey, wait, how did you know?"

"I heard everything from outside," said Ragnar simply and then he looked at Zeff. "Tell me was stamping on my pride the best plan you could come up with?"

Gabriel looked at him angrily. "Believe me your pride means nothing do any of us."

Zeff raised his hand to calm Gabriel down. "I never really liked children, in fact I hate them. There was a day pass that I ever regretted of allowing a brat like you live, Ragnar. I mostly did because of your father, who I had the deepest respect for."

"I could care less what you think of me or my dad," said Ragnar dismissively. "Just make sure you don't kick the bucket while I'm gone, because I have every plan on coming back and tell you that I found the All Blue."


Soon they all began to prepare for the journey to who knows where and thankfully the cooks had agreed to give them a small ship.

"Whoa, this is a nice ship," said Tuffnut. "Are you sure that it's okay to use her?"

"Of course," a cook nodded. "It Ragnar's ship."


Hiccup was in the restaurant gathering food which the cooks were great for of giving.

"That should just be about everything," said Hiccup as he looked over the provisions. "At least enough to get us to where we need to go."

"It's not much," a cook pointed out.

"I'm positive Ragnar will be able to come up with something with these ingredients," Hiccup assured.

Zeff and then immediately approached him. "Kid."

"What is it Zeff?" Hiccup asked.

Zeff then held out an old logbook. "Would you like this? It's my logbook, a detailed record of my one year journey to the Grand Line."

Hiccup shook his head. "I appreciate the gesture, but I can't take it. I consider this one massive adventure and it wouldn't be much of an adventure if I knew what was out there."

Zeff chuckled. "I figured you'd say that, in that regard you're just like your father."

Hiccup looked up. "You know my dad?"

"Who hasn't and we crossed perhaps once," said Zeff. "Tell me you haven't told your crew of his true identity, have you."

Hiccup shook his head. "I only mentioned that he was a pirate, less the people know about my family the better for us."

"You should at least tell your crew, or else they might have one nasty surprise once they find out," Zeff advised.


Ragnar was in his room getting packed and he couldn't help but look at a picture of Zeff and a younger version of himself. That picture had been taken on the same day that they opened the Baratie and it seemed like a lifetime ago.

'It's the nicest sea restaurant I've ever seen, that's for sure,' said Ragnar's voice.

Ragnar couldn't help but reminisce and look around the restaurant one last time, he didn't know whether he was going to see it again despite the arguments he had with Zeff and the other cooks he was going to miss them.

'Hey, Ragnar,' said Zeff's voice.

'What is it?' Ragnar asked.

'It doesn't matter what sort of person walks through our doors, if they're hungry then they will be fed. Every starving wretch that comes through here will get a fine meal, we can make that happen. It doesn't matter how much we fight, because we share the same dream.'

'Yeah,' Ragnar nodded.

'Are you ready, because we're going to be busy?'

'You bet. It won't be a problem with me around.'

Ragnar then looked at his hand at several small scars which he had received when he was cutting an apple. Zeff had been very strict when he began teaching Ragnar how to cook and he got his first lesson when he accidentally cut himself.

The two of them had many an argument, especially how to cook a meal. Ragnar even attempted to make the soup all by himself, but when Zeff tasted it he practically spattered back at Ragnar's face.

Zeff was currently in his room thinking about those times as well and despite the harsh treatment he inflicted on Ragnar, he too was going to miss him.


Hiccup and Tuffnut and the cooks were outside waiting for Ragnar to exit the restaurant.

"That cook is certainly taking his time," said Tuffnut.

"Can't say I blame him, this place has been his home for about 10 years," said Hiccup.

Eventually Ragnar exited the restaurant and he was already wearing his pistols around his waist. In one hand he was carrying a small suitcase in the end the other a duffel bag over his shoulder.

He stood there for a few seconds and then began making his way towards the ship and then suddenly from out of the blue Gabriel and Zale then pounced on him with a pair poles.

"Now it's payback time!" Gabriel roared.

"Here it comes Ragnar!" Zale roared.

Ragnar however suddenly somersaulted to avoid their attack and landed behind them, he then landed on his hands and performed a spin kick knocking the two of them down to the floor with his legs. He then got to his feet and continue to make his way towards the ship.

A cook shook his head at the two of them. "Really guys, that was just dumb."

Ragnar soon stopped just before he got to the boat. "Let's get going."

"You don't want to say goodbye?" Hiccup asked.

"No, it's fine."

"Ragnar," said Zeff's voice. Ragnar turned and looked up to see Zeff looking down at him from the terrace. "Take care of yourself, okay."

Ragnar was finding it very hard not to cry, but eventually he gave in. He had every reason to, if it hadn't been for Zeff sacrificing his leg he wouldn't be around and on top of that he gave him all the food he needed to survive those long days.

"Chef Zeff!" Ragnar yelled. "Thanks for everything, if it weren't for you I would be here I are you a large debt."

Zeff looked at Ragnar and suddenly found himself crying. He was in the only one Gabriel and Zale were also putting on the waterworks.

"I'm gonna miss you so much!" Gabriel cried.

"I'll miss you too!" Zale cried.

Eventually all the cooks began to cry and Ragnar couldn't be happier.

"Damn wooses," said Zeff as he brushed his eyes. "Real men shouldn't pass without a word, let alone tears."

Once Ragnar was on board they immediately began to set sail on to the open sea and he couldn't help but look back at the restaurant one last time.

"I promise I'll see you again! I'll come back someday!" Ragnar waved.

The cooks immediately waved as Ragnar sailed away crying their eyes out and wishing him good luck.

'As long as you search with enough faith in yourself and never give up and not find yourself intimidated by those who stand against you, you will find the All Blue,' said Zeff as he looked on as Ragnar disappeared off into the distance. 'I'm sure of it.'

Zeff then immediately looked down at his cooks. "All right, men! Customers will be here soon, get to work already!"


Meanwhile Astrid and Fishlegs were sailing towards an island with some kind of fortress looking on from the bay. On the tallest tower that lied within the centre of the fortress, a flag was waving was a skull and cross bone with what looked like a red swordfish in the middle of it.

Both Astrid and Fishlegs were on the deck sailing towards it and neither one of them have a shred of fear on their faces.