Hurray! Chapter 2! Lol, yeah it took a while but hopefully I'll get better the further the story goes :)
I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter...a part of me likes it alright and the other is like 'meh I could do a lot better'. So i'll just let you guys decide for me.
Also, on a random note, I LOVE writing Tuffnutt/Ruffnutt sibling banter, it's way too fun to be healthy, hehe.
So enjoy the chapter, and Merry Christmas :) (To those who don't celebrate it, Happy Holidays! Tell your family and friends you love them!)
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"So…why are we doing this again?"
Hiccup turned around slightly from Toothless, who patiently waited as his rider adjusted the saddle on his back.
Hiccup pushed down the urge to roll his eyes, "Because we need the food, Snotlout. It's not like the fish are going to hop into our hands and say 'oh, please help yourselves to our flesh, we know how hungry you are'."
The burly teen spun from his own dragon and narrowed his eyes in irritation, "I know that!"
Hiccup heard a snicker some from one of the twins, who were doing gods knew what somewhere to the left of him. He recognized the voice of Tuffnutt as it muttered to his sister, "Yeah, but wouldn't it be awesome if fish did that"
"Only you would wish for suicide fish."
"It's not suicide if we eat them…or would it, you know, since it offered itself up?"
Snotlout, unamused by the two, sent an annoyed glare their way to try to shut them up, which failed as they simply laughed at him, before continuing, "What I meant was why are we, specifically, doing this? I could be spending this day doing much cooler stuff. Like, not freezing my butt off over an ocean or making a roasting-hot bonfire! Or picking up hot chicks to join me at making a roasting-hot bonfire! That's two hot things I'm missing out on-ow!"
Astrid, having silently walked up to him, had her hand lingering in the air from her smack to the back of Snotlout's head, "It won't kill you to go on a quick errand. Suck it up and take it like a man."
Hiccup didn't know whether to chuckle or sigh at Snotlout's grumbles. But he couldn't blame the guy, it wasn't his idea in the first place.
After the meeting had concluded and the full realization of what he just offered to do hit him, Hiccup knew exactly how his friends would act. It's not that they wouldn't follow him or help, oh no, they'd jump at the chance to help their village. However, Hiccup wasn't dumb enough to believe they'd make it easy on him. Despite Astrid calling their little fishing trip a 'quick errand', it was going to be a long day filled to the brim with cold sea spray and complaining dragon riders. He was glad Astrid was there to help him keep the others in line. Because, deep down, he just knew they were going to find a way to entertain themselves, and he was sure it wasn't going to be something pleasant.
Astrid brought out of his musings by walking up next to him and leaning against Toothless' warm side.
"So, Fishlegs and I found a net that we can use. And he says Meatlug is strong enough to carry it for us."
Well that was one less thing he had to worry about. He gave her a grateful smile
"Really? That's great, thanks. That actually saves us a lot of time," he started looking around for Fishlegs, but returned to straightening his dragon's saddle when he didn't see any sign of the boy, "Um…where is he?"
Out of the corner of his eyes, he watched as Toothless sniffed Astrid up and down, probably trying to sniff out a treat, and she in turn patted his head, "He's trying to secure it to his dragon, she keeps running after the sheep let loose around the dock."
Hiccup smiled back, "That's a good thing, considering what I have in mind. That she can carry it, I mean."
"Oh? And are you going to share this 'plan' with your co-captain?"
"Co-captain? More like a sidekick."
Astrid gave him a light slap across his shoulder as he laughed, and smiled in spite of herself.
The change of subject from Astrid was quick and blunt, just like always, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Astrid and Toothless, who was probably just having fun mimicking her, stared him down in a way that could only make him tell the truth, "Well, I don't have much of a choice about it now, do I? I told the Elder council I would bring back food, and that's what I'm going to do."
"And if we don't find anything?"
Hiccup sighed, "You guys are free to leave anytime you choose. You know that, the others know that. If we have a stroke of horrible luck and don't catch anything then I'll stay by myself. I'm the one that promised, not you."
"Oh, enough of that big, tough-guy speech. Even if they leave, which I doubt, I'm staying 'till the end," she teased, but her eyes shone with understanding.
"Yeah, like we'd leave you in the middle of the ocean, lover boy," he hadn't even noticed Snotlout come up behind him until his hair was ruffled.
Hiccup sent a mock glare at his cousin, before something behind the burly teen caught his eye, "Well, Fishlegs is here. Lets fly."
H~~~~~~~~~~T~~~~~~~~~~~~~T~~~~~~~~~~~~Y~~~~~~~~~~~D
The single thing that took up Astrid's mind as she and her friends flew out to the south of Berk was that the air was freaking cold. No, cold wasn't good enough, it was similar to hundreds of microscopic shards of ice being slammed into her skin. Not that she'd ever experienced that before.
She didn't know how far south they had flown from Berk, a few hours at least, but she couldn't feel any difference in the temperature of the air. It didn't help that the sun was blocked out by a wall of white, dreary clouds. Not only could she not tell how long they'd been flying but she was also deprived of what little warmth the sky offered up.
Shivering, she leaned closer down onto Cress' back before shouting over the wind, "How much further Hiccup?"
They were flying in a V-shaped formation; Hiccup, being the leader of their little flock, took the lead on Toothless. She and Snotlout flew on either side of him with the twins and Fishlegs backing them up as the rear. Hiccup had taken a look at one of his father's maps before they started saddling up and gathering supplies. Astrid knew he already had a plan wrapped up in that head of his that was just waiting to be put into action.
She saw him mumble something to himself, but the words were spoken too quietly for her to decipher, as he scanned the horizon for what seemed like the hundredth time since they left.
However, this time he found what he was looking for, "Now long at all. Look," his eyes lit up in accomplishment as he pointed northeast from their position.
Astrid narrowed her eyes at the splotch her boyfriend had pointed out to try to identify it.
"Is that an island?" Snotlout asked, holding a hand above his eyes as if that would help him see it better.
Hiccup nodded in affirmation, signaling the group to change their flight pattern to head towards it. His mouth opened to explain, but Fishlegs beat him to the punch, "That's the island of Halldor. The soil's as hard as rock if it's not rock itself, so nothing is able to grow there. Nobody lives there because of that. It's basically just a hunk of rock and dirt."
"Exactly," Hiccup gave his friend an affirmative smile, "It's far enough south that it's a few degrees warmer that Berk, and, since nobody lives there, there's bound to be tons of fish hiding in the rocks under the water. If anyplace around Berk still has fish swimming around, it'll be there. We'll cast the net out and fish for a few hours, take a rest on Halldor if we need to, then head back home with food for the whole village."
Astrid bit her lower lip, that plan almost sounded too good to be true. Knowing them, their fair share of luck probably wouldn't hold out that long.
It didn't take long to reach the island, it was closer than it appeared to be when they first saw it. As Astrid landed Cress, scratching her Nadder on the neck in praise, she took the chance to examine the large hunk of land.
Well, large wasn't exactly a good word to describe it. It wasn't as large as it was tall. Blackish-grey cliffs towered over her and her friends, hundreds of feet high. The shore was wide but not nearly as wide as Berk's, and the bluff's walls were littered with holes and crevasses, she even saw a decent sized cave carved out of the cliff-face near their landing spot. It kind of reminded her of the Nest in some ways, except for the fact that she couldn't seen any dragons, let alone any other kind of living creature. Nor was there a giant Queen dragon that wanted to eat them. That was a plus.
It was just as Fishlegs said, it was a lifeless island.
Not even in a frightening way either, Astrid thought to herself and stuck out her tongue at the island in an uncharacteristic show of childishness. The island did nothing in response.
"This place is creepy guys," Tuffnutt said as he hopped off of his Zippleback.
Ruffnutt patted his cheek, their dragon's heads, Belch and Barf, gave the twins exasperated looks, "Aw, it the wittle baby scared?"
Tuffnutt swatted his sister's hand away, "Uh, do you not see the ominous black rock formations and cave? It just screams 'Island of Death'!"
"Ha! You are scared!"
"Am not!"
"Guys," Hiccup shouted over them, "save the arguing for later we have to get this done. Now gather around and listen up."
The teens gathered in a circle and listened to their appointed leader. The plan was to take the net, which Astrid swore was as wide as one of the wings of the Green Death, out over various spots around the island. Cress, the twin's Zippleback, Meatlug, and Hookfang would each hold a corner of it and drop it into the open water and hover for awhile. Toothless, who couldn't hover in one spot very long due to his handicap, would frighten the fish to swim into the area and keep them in with his speed. Once they felt they had herded enough of the beasties into the net, snap! They would close the net and eat seafood for dinner.
Astrid had to admit, it was a good plan.
For the rest of the day, until the amount of daylight had diminished drastically, they had carried out said plan. It had worked wondrously, Astrid didn't even realize there were that many fish still in the area. Strange how a few degrees of warmth can change the amount of food available. They dropped the net into the water a total of ten times, sometimes they were rewarded with a lot when the net was pulled up, sometimes there was a little, sometimes the group barely caught anything, but by the time Hiccup had called it a day, there was a decent amount of fish shoved in the baskets hanging on their dragons' saddles. Enough to even spare a few as a snack for the dragons, who were very pleased with the treat.
With the stash of fish safely on the island, Hiccup presented the idea of going out and doing one more round, of course the group all agreed.
The group hopped onto their dragons once more, Astrid noticed with more a spring in their steps than there had been that morning, and headed out a little farther from the island.
With all the attention she had given to the act of fishing and the enjoyment of receiving a fairly large catch, Astrid, as well as the others, hadn't noticed the darkening of the sky until she felt a drop of cold water drip down her face. She cast a curious glance upward and saw snow falling. She shoved the thought to the back of her mind before a deep rumble of thunder sounded off close to their little group. She looked over to Hiccup, who had abandoned his duties herding fish into the net to look in the direction the thunder came from. She was about to call out to him when another closer, earth-shattering bang and a blinding flash of lightning ran out across the ocean.
Astrid covered her ears at the deafening sound, and looked over to Ruffnutt and Tuffnutt who had almost fallen off their dragon at the startling sound. She made sure everyone else was still on their dragon and had regained their bearings before signaling Cress to drop her edge of the net and fly over to where Hiccup and his Night Fury were flying.
When she caught up to them, she saw that Hiccup's eyebrows were scrunched in worry and confusion as he stared at the sky.
"You think it's going to snow hard?" She asked the chieftain's son over the distance.
She opened her mouth to ask again when he didn't answer, but a sound made her stop. A dull roaring came from in front of her, something she was terribly familiar with. Of course, why hadn't she realized it before? Cress tensed under her and gave a frightened squawk, the atmosphere seeming to shift under the realization of what was upon them.
She heard Hiccup curse softly before guiding Toothless back to the others at an alarmingly swift pace, but not before shouting, "Blizzard!"
Astrid snapped her head around to the direction he was staring at, and sure enough a wall of white could be seen in the distance, and it was approaching rapidly.
Astrid guided Cress to follow after Toothless, it looked like their stroke of good luck had run out.
Bad, bad, very bad, Astrid through to herself as they flew back.
Blizzards came often to Berk, and when they did they were usually massive. They could last for days on end and the damage to the land and livestock weren't taken lightly either. Astrid and her mother, as well as everyone else, hid in the safety of their houses until they weren't blocked inside from the snow. Anybody stupid enough to be outside during one would freeze to death in little time. Of course, their houses were built to withstand such weather, but out in the open over the ocean? Astrid gave herself at the most a day before frostbite (and eventually death) came upon her.
She caught up with Hiccup, who was flying to each of the other trainees, giving them warning, "Come on, pull the net up a blizzard's headed our way! A big one!"
Snotlout did as he was told but shouted after his cousin, "What? And you didn't notice it before! Where are we supposed to go?"
She saw Hiccup run a hand hastily through his hair as he thought, "Go…go…go to…the cave! Tuffnutt, didn't you say you saw a cave on Halldor?"
"Uh, not in those exact words, but yeah-"
"Go there, get the fish and dragons inside and go in as deep as you can, even if you get split up! Just go!"
By the time the net was brought up, the storm had hit them. Astrid sunk into her fur coat, wincing when she felt the snow hit it and melt from her body heat. The wailing of the wind was deafening and the amount of snow that slammed into her was blinding. Cress squawked in surprise at the sudden change of weather. Astrid shook snow out of her eyes, wincing as it went down her neck and under her coat instead, and tried to catch a glimpse of the others, one in particular.
"Hiccup!" she shouted over the monstrous storm that sat on top of them.
"Astrid!" a familiar voice answered her. She caught a glimpse of black shifting through the white and flew Cress towards it, taking little to no time to find herself right on Toothless' tail.
Astrid, with what little visibility she had, kept as close to Hiccup as possible. She wasn't worried he'd fall off or that Toothless wouldn't be able to find his way, no she knew they were capable of making it out on their own. However, the way the wind tried to bite and tear at Toothless' fake tailfin had her worried. The fabric fluttered violently as the white demon tore at it, being thrown to and fro across it's metal skeleton. She had Cress fly right on the Night Fury's tail, the bright splotch of red and black being the only thing she could discern in the cold whiteness.
He had one close call, where the wind and ice managed to get it's jaws around Toothless' tail and rip the edges of it slightly. Toothless gave the dragon equivalent of a stumble and slid in the air before adjusting and flying on with less precision than he had before.
Cress' flight pattern wasn't much better despite her not having the same inconvenience.
Her dragon roared in frustration as another blast of wind sent snow and ice into her face. Astrid shushed her Nadder, "It's alright girl, we're almost there I promise. Just stay close to Toothless."
After what seemed like hours Astrid was finally able to see the dark island, standing out invitingly through the harsh snow. She let a breath she hadn't know she'd been holding out through her mouth. And regretted it when she was rewarded with a mouthfull of snow.
With the mouth of the cave being wide enough for their dragons, Astrid and Hiccup flew inside. They flew in until the tunnel became too narrow for the dragons to proceed into without clipping their wings.
Once Cress was on solid ground, Astrid hopped off her Deadly Nadder with shivering, numb legs and gave her friend a few frozen pats as she unsaddled her, "Good girl, C-Cress. Very good, it's all over now. Go get w-warm."
After setting the saddle down, she assessed herself as well. Her coat, damp with melted snow, wasn't helping her body temperature rise at all. She looked over and saw that Hiccup was in the same condition, Toothless stood behind him, shaking off the white patches of ice that had frozen onto this body and wings.
The loud complaints that fluttered from the cave to her ears told Astrid that the others had made it safe and sound.
Hiccup, having taken his coat off, walked up to her and helped her unfreeze enough to slip hers off as well, "W-we can't keep these on. We'll g-get hypothermia, or worse."
He slung their furs over a nearby overhang on the wall, and Astrid let out a choked chuckle as the Night Fury scratched at the cave floor before sending a stream of blue-hot fire down. Hiccup pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation when he then proceeded to roll around in the embers.
"Toothless, you're going to singe the-oh forget it," the obsidian dragon, now laying on his back with legs kicking in the air, simply shot his best friend a toothelss smile. Astrid laughed again, if anything the dragon sure did know how to push his rider's buttons.
Astrid took his hands in hers, and briskly tried to rub the warmth back into them after giving an inner wince at how icy they felt. His lips were slightly blue with cold, and she was sure hers were as well. She gave him a kiss, that was meant to warm the both of them up.
He smiled at her as they turned to rejoin the others, "Thanks for sticking close behind us. I wasn't exactly sure Toothless' tail would make it through that."
Astrid smiled back and hugged him closer, "I would never leave you behind."
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Hiccup was relieved to find that the others had come out unscratched, despite Snotlout being sure his whole body had gotten frostbite. He was just as relieved that Toothless' fin had held out through the ride to safety. He made a mental note to thank Gobber for doing such a good job at making it when he got back home. He didn't think Toothless would've held up so well against the wind otherwise.
The others, cold and tired from the day's work, ended up huddling against their dragons not long after. With the exception of Astrid, who went into a deep sleep with him on one side and Cress nuzzled up on the other. Only after he'd been sure that all the others were asleep did he let himself brood.
He had been stupid. Stupid and overconfident.
It would've been so easy to tell the blizzard was coming. He was the leader, he should've been looking out for them. He should've notice the thunder in the distance, the roughness of the seas.
If he had been paying attention, he could've gotten everyone packed up and headed back home in time to have them sitting out the storm in front of a fireplace, not a dingy cave in the middle of nowhere. Strike number Odin-knows-what for Hiccup Horrendous haddock III.
Idiot.
He ground his teeth in self-deprecation, only coming out of his revere by a something prodding his shoulder. He turned and saw Toothless looking at him with a look that Hiccup could swear went straight through his body and into his soul. Without any words, a lecture from the dragon was given and received. Hiccup sighed and held his hand out to his friend. Toothless, like that first day in the cove so long ago, nuzzled the appendage with the tip of his nose in a reassuring manner before settling his head on his riders lap. Before long the dragon had joined the others in sleep.
Hiccup placed a hand on the Night Fury's head and gave a few thankful scratches. He spoke softly so as not to wake the girl on his other side, "You're right, no use worrying about it now."
He glanced towards the entrance of the cave. Although the opening to the outside was far off and not in sight, he could still hear the howling of the wind as it attacked the sides of their sanctuary.
Hiccup leaned his head back on the rock wall and closed his eyes, "We'll figure it out in the morning."
Hiccup wasn't sure how long they slept, but when Fishlegs shook him awake his legs were sore and his spine felt bent. Sleeping in a cave wasn't the best thing after a day of riding dragons. The blonde boy offered him a semi-scorched fish and Hiccup took it gratefully with an affirming growl from his stomach to back it up.
Astrid, having woken up earlier to go check out the weather, came back with a solemn look, "Well, the storm's still a-blowing. And it doesn't look like it's gonna let up anytime soon."
"Well, that's to be expected I guess," Hiccup said in between bites of Icelandic cod, "It is a blizzard after all. We should thank the gods we're lucky enough to have food. We'll probably be here a few days at the most."
Tuffnutt groaned, "A few days? What are we supposed to do during then?"
Silence consumed their group, "….I spy something black."
"Psh, a rock?"
"Damn. Your turn."
Hiccup, having finished his breakfast, stood up and stretched. Most of the dragons were still asleep, which was expected, they were the ones doing most of the work during their trip. He looked past Snotlout's Monsterous Nightmare, who's rider was strangely absent a the moment, and into the cave's darkness. He hadn't realized it until now, but the dragons must have sent their fire into their area of the cave, warming the air and setting the rocks alight with a light orange glow. But the areas behind them were dark. Dark and taunting.
"Guys!" a voice surprisingly came from the dark and taunting side of the cave.
Snotlout came out with an ecstatic look on his face, "You guys have got to come see this! I just found a relic! Come on!"
"What's a reli-"
Ruffnutt was cut off as Snotlout grabbed the twins roughly by their arms, ignoring their loud protests, and pulled them into the dark. Toothless, with his sharp hearing, brought his head up sleepily at the sound of them leaving.
Hiccup gave him a smile, "Stay here bud, we'll be right back."
The dragon simply went back to sleep, but Hiccup knew he understood perfectly. Strange how intelligent dragons were.
Navigating the darkness was a little harder than expected for the russet-haired teen, who couldn't feel the rocks in front of his left foot. He stumbled a few times but took pride in not falling flat on his face. Astrid walked next to him the whole time, watching over him like a mother hen. He didn't know if he felt irritated or flattered by that.
It wasn't long before they came upon Snotlout's discovery, and he didn't even have to announce it.
A hole stood in the ceiling of the cave, enough to give off some of the white light of the dawn into the darkness. Stalactites and stalagmites littered the area like teeth in a monster's jaws. It was amazing none of them had hit any on their way in from the storm.
Snotlout, who had dragged the others to a corner of the wall, called out to them, "Over here, come look."
Hiccup walked up to them and stared at the spot on the wall the others seemed entranced with. On the black rock was white writing, almost faded from view. Hiccup could understand it, but a few of the symbols seemed a little off, like somebody knew how to write the word but accidentally misplaced some letters with others.
"Drómundr," Hiccup read the word out loud. That's all it was, just a name. An name of who, or what, Hiccup didn't know. A person who had been stranded on the island maybe?
Ruffnutt scoffed, "That's all? I was expecting, like, glowing rocks or something."
Snotlout gawked at her, "Um, hello, this is an artifact of ancient history! I deserve some credit for finding something at least."
"Ancient history? More like some sludge-bucket just wanted to write his name on the wall a few years ago."
"You're just jealous you didn't find anything. But it's okay, I'll let it go. It's hard to be as awesome as me."
Astrid just shook her head, "Well, whoever wrote it, they're long gone now. Let's get back before our dragons decide to eat all our fish."
The others grumbled out agreements, none too excited about going back and waiting out the snowstorm.
Hiccup turned to follow them, but gave one last glance at the writing, and just barely making out the arrow drawn out underneath it that pointed down towards the cavern floor.
Drómundr.
He'd make sure to ask his father about the name when he got back to Berk.
Turning to follow his friends, Hiccup didn't get a few steps in before his prosthetic leg caught a rock, and he fell down face first. He pretended he didn't notice the other's winces and quiet 'ouch's that came afterwards. Well, so much for not falling flat on my face, he thought irately and sighed.
"Damn leg," he muttered as he tried to pick himself up, but he stumbled back when he tried to moved his amputated leg. Craning his neck to look, he found the metal foot of his prosthetic had gotten stuck in a crack in the rock floor. Another sigh, "Just what I need."
Astrid was beside him suddenly, her hand gently resting on his shoulder, "You okay?"
Hiccup nodded, only slightly embarrassed at his situation, "Yeah I'm alright. My leg's stuck though."
Astrid looked back at his leg and then nodded. She put the arm closest to her around her neck and helped balance him as he stood up, an arm around his waist to steady him, "Tuff, Ruff, help me hold him up."
They immediately came, not taunts or teasing leaving their mouths, and for that Hiccup was grateful.
That had been the biggest difference in their little group that had occurred since the defeat of the Green Death. Way back when dragons were still considered their greatest enemy, if Hiccup would've tripped and fallen it would've been met with laughter and ridicule from the twins and Snotlout, sometimes even Astrid if she were having a particularly bad day.
He had forgiven them long ago for that, and now, whether out of respect or friendship or the want to make up for all the times they didn't help, if any of them were ever in proximity they would go rushing to his assistance when he fell. He knew it wasn't out of pity, it was out of concern- and maybe a little pinch of love- and that's more than he could've ever asked for.
It took a little bit of maneuvering but somehow Tuffnutt, Ruffnutt, and Astrid were able to hold him upright. Astrid held him the tightest out of all of them, "Ok on three we're going to try to pull you out. Got it?"
Hiccup gave her a nod, looking down at his trapped leg and hoping the rock wasn't too solid to keep him trapped.
They tugged a few times, each try getting harder until the straps keeping his prosthetic on dug into his skin painfully.
"Ow, ow, ok this isn't going to work," Hiccup ground out tersely, and they set him down on the ground again.
Snotlout and Fishlegs bent down to get a closer look at the crack. Toothless, having heard his rider's distressed tone of voice from the other side of the cave, had appeared quickly, his body barely fitting through the narrowed tunnel. He stood around them, clawing and growling at the rock that held Hiccup's foot hostage.
"How'd you even get yourself stuck in there? It's, like, freakisly narrow."
What Snotlout got in response was a sigh, "I have no idea, all I did was walk."
Fishlegs suddenly started hopping up and down excitedly, "Oh! Oh! Hold on a second, I have an idea!"
He raced over back down the path, his heavy footsteps echoing around them in the slight darkness. A minute later he rushed back holding a metal spear he had gotten from his supplies.
"We'll just put the blade in and try to pry the crack open a little more. Or use it to chip away the rock."
Hiccup looked a little wary at the thought of Fishlegs or Snotlout brandishing a spear around his trapped leg and gave Astrid a subtle, helpless look.
She received it and handed him off to Snotlout, who he couldn't help but notice did not hold him as gently or comfortably as Astrid did, and took the spear from Fishlegs.
"Alright, I'll try to chip off some rock around his leg, just don't move him," and with that she brought the spearhead down fast and hard against the crevasse. Hiccup was slightly amazed at how hard the rock held, and after some time could see that her chipping was going nowhere. He sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, maybe Toothless could throw a small fire ball at it; maybe that would make it a little weaker.
He heard Astrid growl in frustration and watched as she glared daggers at the floor, "This is ridiculous!"
She slammed the spear head into the center of the fissure with all her strength, and a low, sharp crack echoed through the cave. They all froze in shock and Toothless, ears pinned back, let out a soft whine as the floor beneath them let out another, louder crack and dipped slightly.
Hiccup stared as spider web fractures slithered from the imbedded spear and past their feet.
"That doesn't sound good," Fishlegs' nervous voice seemed quiet under the ominous noise of breaking rock.
It only took seconds before the floor gave out from under them and they all fell into darkness.
Some notes:
So, I've never actually been in a blizzard...an inch of snow is hard to come by where I live, so I apologize if I got any of the science wrong (forgiveme!)
I also feel that Hiccup is kinda OOC in this chapter, or at least more that I want him to be. So sorry for that too (I'mahorribleperson!)
Not to mention that this chapter seems kinda filler-ish, but it's important I swear! (Idon'tdeserveyourkindness!)
But the good news is the story is finally rolling! New characters and awesome things next chapter, be prepared.
Random Question Time!(Why? Cause it's fun)
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Question: What movie did the song 'Zip-a-dee-do-dah' originate from?
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~Oliver