Docking, a rather easy concept… but in a cove made for shallow draft longships docking a Brigantine was rather harder than expected. In the end they gave up and used the ship's longboats to get to shore.

While the riders, except the wounded Hiccup, who was in the first boat, flew overhead three longboats made their way to the docks.

In the first boat was Scott, Abigale, Hiccup, and Toothless. The second boat held Earl, Adrian, Angelina, and three other crew who functioned as rowers. And in the third and final boat was Diego, and six ordinary sailors, the third boat also hauling some trading goods. The only officer not going ashore being Ambroise, who was given command of the Grace for the time being.

Captain Scott was first to disembark, then followed by Abigale and Toothless, while the former two helped Hiccup out of the boat. By the time the other boats had disembarked Stoick, Gobber, Spitelout, and Gothi had just reached them with the Dragon Riders who flew ahead.

Stoick approached the group "Alright, my son said that the riders were all on your ship willingly, why?" cutting right to the chase.

"Well," said Captain Scott "There we were, sailin' in north-easterdly' direction when young Astrid flew down onto our ship, sayin her friends had been kidnapped by Dragon Hunters, so naturally we chased the brigands down and sent them to meet the Devil Jonah…" seeing incomprehension at 'The Devil Jonah' Captain Scott said "Means we sent them to bottom, anywho master Hiccup here was a tad wounded so we brought all the lads and lasses home, then we found you, and here we are!"

Stoick now seemed rather more relaxed and said "Well, any friend and savior of our children is a friend of ours."

"That be mighty kind of ye" said Scott "Master Hiccup also told us that we might be able to do some tradin' with yer village, and replenish our supplies."

"Well, alright" said Stoick "Lets see what you've got."

Scott smiled and two sailors manhandled a crate over in front of him, flipped the top off and Scott pulled out a long shimmery piece of fabric.

"Silk, straight from the Crescent Empire. We got's all colors and patterns. We also have some weapons, rum, books, and maps!"

Each item seemed to interest a different party, Hiccup and Fishlegs wanted Maps and books, Astrid, Stoick, Snotlout, Spitelout, and the Twins wanted weapons, while Gobber wanted the silk and rum.

After a few moments of clamoring Stoick said "Well, this is all very fine but we don't have much gold to pay with."

"Not a problem" Scott said "We're runnin' low on foodstuffs and could barter for what we've got"

Gobber meanwhile had picked up a blunderbuss and looking it over said "What's this?"

Captain Scott said "Tis a blunderbuss, kinda weapon. Here let me show ya."

Scott grabbed the blunderbuss and pointed it at an empty barrel, pulled the trigger and suddenly there was an explosion and what was left of the barrel was riddled with holes.

Stoick's jaw hung open, as did everyone's save Astrid's, who had seen the effect before.

"Gobber" Stoick said

"Yep" answered Gobber

"Get as much trading supplies and gold that you can gather, we NEED some of these!" Stoick said.

"Yep!" answered Gobber again, running off to gather supplies

Hiccup walked over and said "How does it work?"

Scott laughed and said "Ask Adrian, he's our gunsmith"

Adrian walked over and began to speak of how a flintlock worked, barrel to buttcap. Then about how black powder propelled the projectiles. And soon Stoick was even more sure that he needed some of these.

An hour passed as the village slowly trickled down and began perusing the goods, several dozen deals were made and at the end of the trading session the Grace was once again fully provisioned.

Fishlegs was happier than ever before, he had purchased a virtual cornucopia of books, "From Cathay to Aztlan!" said Captain Scott, Hiccup had purchased a virtual atlas of maps, Astrid got a steel boarding axe, Snotlout and the twins each got a barrel of Gunpowder (Scott not realizing what a bad idea that was), and Stoick and Gobber got a musket each, as well as Gobber's silk.

Stoick decided that, for what the pirates… um, 'Free Traders' had done for the village, he would invite them to spend another few days on Berk. Seeing as the sun was going down, Scott thought that another day or three wouldn't hurt.

Scott, Earl, and Diego were being given a tour of the village while the other officers ashore finished up final transactions for the day. Hiccup was pointing out things of interest, the forge, the dragon stables, and the great hall. Finally they wound up at said great hall and Stoick was about to ask to ask them why they were so interested in Berk and the Dragons, when a large boom was heard and a smoke pillar seen coming from a nearby beach.

When Stoick, Hiccup, Scott, Earl, and Diego got there they found the twins and Snotlout covered in soot and laughing hysterically. "That…was…Awesome!" said Ruff.

"So I guess I shouldn't have sold them each a cask of powder, eh?" said Scott

"No, probably not." Said Hiccup, hand to his forehead

Since the twins had detonated their and Snotlout's powder kegs they really needed no further supervision, and the five went back to the great hall.

"Dad?" said Hiccup

"Yes" said Stoick

"Me and the other riders were wondering… and Captain Scott offered, well could we…" Hiccup said nervously

"Out with it" said Stoick

"We wanted to join their crew for a while, he said we could join for year or two, travel the world. And he'd bring us back. So what 'd you say?" finished Hiccup

Stoick had his lips pursed and said "I'm not sure, you seem like good people" referring to the three sailors "But we still hardly know you, and two years is quite some time. Let me sleep on it."

Since it wasn't a straight 'No' Hiccup and Scott were pleased, and the sailors went to get the rest of the Grace's crew to join in the feast in their honor.

The party was loud and raucous, lots of rum, sailor swearin', and even some dancing.

"Yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum!" sang a clearly drunk Earl and three other sailors as they lifted their third mug of alcohol each, one sailor already asleep on the floor cuddling a chicken, who didn't seem too pleased.

This party went on till the wee hours of the morning, until everyone was either asleep or blind drunk, this if how Berk first learned how much sailors liked their liquor.