Hello! Miss me? Yeah I know this took forever but I just don't have the time at the moment so I apologize for the lack of updates. I hope everyone had a fantastic Christmas I happen to get into a argument with my 8 year old neighbor if dragons existed or not she said they didn't! Is anyone else hearing about this?

Anyway I hope you enjoy this small piece XD

Disclaimer: I own nothing! T-T

This raid had come out of nowhere one minute people are peacefully walking around the village doing there usual work ready to head to sleep when BAM! A huge ball of fire strikes the middle of the tribe shattering the peace of the night.

Vikings took action quickly telling there small children to hide and headed out to fight the beast that dared harm there home.

Gobber the Belch was one of the few adult males that had stayed behind from the usual trips to find the nest. He was fiercely running around, his prosthetic hand a hammer now, and letting out a loud battle cry. Seeing a fellow Viking fighting off a Zippleback Gobber could see the Viking was injured enough to not be able to hold his own ground. With a fierce cry, he jumped into action. The Zippleback seemed startled at first at the new comer eyeing him for a moment before leaning back in what seemed surprise and quickly taking off away from the old blacksmith.

Gobber shrugged off the Zipplebacks reaction as a sign of fear, but it seemed every time he was ready to battle a dragon or jumped into battle. The dragons would look at him or even a sniff at him and they would fly off away from him sometimes even knock him of his feet to keep him down away from the battle.

"Wha's up wit this!" He yelled out in angered, after being he was knocked down for what seemed to be the tenth time that day. Determined now to figure out the problem he charged at a Gronkle headfirst only to have a Nightmare grabbed him from behind. It grabbed onto his fake hand and flew off into the sky. He let out a yell and as quickly as he was in the air, he was dropped in the middle of a circle of dragons. Three Nadders, two Gronkles, and six Terror's surrounded him. He glared at the Monstrous Nighmare who had dropped him to his doom as it circled him and he readied himself for a fight of his life... However, it never came.

The Monstrous Nightmare let out a low grunt to the other dragons and flew off back to the village. The other dragons simply circled Gobber before they sat down. Soon all of them had there eyes on him minus the Gronkles' who had fallen asleep.

Gobber waited for an attack or even a sign of violence, but they just sat there starring at him. The Terror's circled him each giving a hiss at him, but Gobber was no push over and with a mighty cry charged at the little dragons, but only to be tackled to the ground by the Nadder's each restraining one of his limbs and only have his peg leg loose he was doomed. Gobber could only lay there hoping for a quick death. He waited, but the dragons simply kept him from moving. The Terrors had gotten bored and sat around him.

"Ay get off!" He hollered, he wouldn't be treated like a comfortable bed for the beast. The dragons just ignored him and hissed at him.

Gobber gave up he couldn't move and the dragons seemed they wouldn't be moving anytime soon. So, he just laid there for what felt like hours until finally the Monstrous Nightmare returned. It landed right in front the group of dragons grunting to them. The others seemed to growl in response and with one final low growl from the Nightmare the Nadders' and Terrors' back away from him. He quickly got up and prepared for his own death, but all the Nightmare did was circle him as the other dragons took there leave and what was shocking to him were the baskets set up near the forest which they had picked up and flew off.

"What it tha' name of Odin-" he started, but cut off as the Nightmare approached him. He quickly let out a battle cry and charged and to only have his feet knocked out from under him.

He grunted as he tried to stand, but the Nightmare was pretty much on top of him at the moment. He stared daggers at the beast ready to receive any damage and return it tenfold!

"Do your worst beast." He growled.

The dragon opens its mouth and Gobber flinched away, tensing up to receive scorching hot fire blasted into his face, but all that came was a sloppy tongue. The Nightmare coated him with saliva; it stung his face as the Nightmare coated him with it and a quick sniff at him and soon dashed away.

"Oh fur' tha love of Thor!" Gobber yelled trying to wipe away the slime, "Argh!" He grunted.

The Nightmare seemed pleased and with what seemed like a quick nod flew off leaving Gobber there to let him get back to the village.

Not much happened right? But I'll let you guess the name of the Monstrous Nightmare and if you don't know it then it's proof you haven't read any other chapters.

Reviews anyone? Maybe if I get more then three I'll add another chapter within this week XD and I'm sorry for any mistakes I can never find them all.