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"Normal speaking"
'Dragon Speaking'
Everything in the movie

The villagers stared at Hiccup in shock, several with open mouths, "Leaving," Stoick choked out and Hiccup nodded, glaring around at them. "Yes I was leaving and since you will all be watching nearly every moment of my life for the past few weeks will you please just… leave it." A note of desperation has made its way into Hiccup's voice as he imagined all of the things they would be seeing. The villagers nodded and turned back to the screen, accepting his plea for the first time in his life.

The screen showed Stoick tying the net full of Nadders to the ground just as a loud screech echoed through the sky. He glanced over his shoulder, eyes wide as he tried to determine where the well-known sound of a monstrous nightmare was coming from. A shadowy figure that was easily identified as Hiccup was running across several smalls hills, screaming loudly as the nightmare snapped at his heels. Stoick groaned and turned his back to the men holding down the net as he raced towards his son, "Do not let them escape," he yelled over his shoulder, his broad frame taking up the entire path.

"Oh how nice, you do care," Hiccup sneered, knowing that even though his father had abandoned the Nadders it was only so the future of the tribe wasn't in jeopardy. Stoick and most of the village stared at Hiccup in shock, what did he mean 'he does care', sure Stoick may not be a great father but surely Hiccup knew that he loved him.

Hiccup dashed across the plaza, narrowly avoiding being turned to a crisp as he dodged a blast from the nightmare, ducking behind a wooden support beam as he held his breath and prayed he wouldn't be roasted. A giant wave of fire sprayed across the other side of the beam, spraying from the wood to either side, he pulled his arms in close to his body and hid his head behind his forearms. The spray of fire died down and Hiccup slowly removed his arms, glancing about in astonishment. The nightmare head snuck around the pole, his mouth of jagged teeth opening slowly. Just as he was about to take a chunk out of Hiccup the blurred shape of Stoick leapt on scene, landing on the Nightmare's head and sending it away from his son. Stoick rolled off its head and the two faced down, the nightmare attempted to breathe fire but only small spurts came out before stopping completely. He gave Stoick what looked like a sheepish look, You're all out," he breathed, moving forward and shaking out his hands.

Hiccup grimaced, knowing what his father was going to do, the poor nightmare. All he was trying to do was not be eaten by his queen and his dad was going to kill him for it. The dragons noticed the expressions and chattered quietly in dragonese, to quiet for Hiccup to hear.

Stoick rushed forward with a short yell, punching the nightmare three times in the face and jaw then aiming a kick for the bottom of his face. The nightmare turned and retreated, flying away to join the other dragons in the sky, his head still a bit woozy if the way his face was screwed up was anything to go by. "Oh and there's one more thing you need to know," Hiccups voice came back over the screen as other Vikings assembled in the plaza, Stoick looking towards the beam Hiccup had been hiding behind as it splintered and fell, showing Hiccup standing there nervously. The beam hit the ground, a viking crying out in shock as the top split off and began rolling down the hill, Hiccup was shown wincing every time a viking called out as they got in its path. "Sorry… dad," he muttered, not turning back to look at Stoick. The beam was shown rushing across the area where the Nadders were being held down, the Vikings scattering as the giant circle full of fire ran right through where they had been standing, allowing the Nadders to escape.

"Wasn't my fault that the nightmare breathed fire on the pole, don't know why I'm getting blamed for it. But of course it always has to be my fault, it's not like anyone or anything else could have done it, oh you know they could have but it's more fun to blame Hiccup especially for things out of his control like where a dragon breathes his stupid fire," Hiccup growled, eyes fixed firmly on the screen. The entire village stared at him in surprise this time, surely he didn't feel like that, sure they weren't all that nice to him but they were never straight up cruel.

The Nadders were shown flying away, sheep and livestock held firmly in their claws. Hiccup shifted his eyes, rubbing his arm as he looked anywhere but at Stoick. He turned slightly and glanced around at all the Vikings crowded around, many wore scowls and frowns as they stared at the small boy. "Okay, but I hit a night fury," he said quietly, his eyes going wide as he seemed to remember that he had in fact hit one of the most fearsome dragons of all time.

"And there it is me telling you that yes I did indeed shoot down a night fury but of course why would anyone believe me. Hiccup the useless couldn't be telling the truth, noo we shouldn't even check to see I mean who knows maybe he may actually be proven right." Hiccup scowled, crossing his arms over his chest as he glared at the screen, his hate evident on his face. Toothless crooned softly at seeing his kin in distress but knew that it wasn't the time for him to be seen with Hiccup yet, doing so now would only cause problems. The Vikings stayed silent, after all that had been what all of them were thinking that night, that Hiccup the useless has struck again.

A large hand shot out and grabbed the back of Hiccup's vest, Hiccup was half being dragged, half stumbling behind him, "It's not like the last few times, Dad! I really, actually hit it," even while being dragged Hiccup still managed to make wild hand gestures towards the area he had hit the night fury. The watching Vikings sneered reproachfully as the Berk heir still attempted to explain his side of the story. "You guys were busy. And I had a very clear shot. It went down just off Raven Point. Let's get a search party out there…" Hiccup was cut off abruptly as Stoick let him go, turning and letting out an exasperated, "Stop!" making Hiccup cease his ramblings, looking around embarrassed as the Vikings followed them intently with their eyes.

"See this is what happens when you don't listen to me, I told you I shot down a night fury but do you believe me, no of course not. If you had just sent a damn search party then none of this would have happened," Hiccup ranted and was stared at in curiosity, "None of what would have happened?" Astrid asked suspiciously, she had been so close to finding out what he was up to then they had been flashed here, at least now she would know everything without any of the lies he would tell to cover his tracks. "Um…. Nothing important, just stuff you know," Hiccup stammered and tried to play it cool, "No I don't know but we all will soon enough," Astrid smirked, even though he was kind of cute when he was flustered she still had to expose how he suddenly became so good at Dragon Training.

"Just stop," Stoick's voice became weary as he began his rant, "Every time you step outside, disaster follows. Can you not see that I have bigger problems. Winter is almost here and I have an entire village to feed!" Stoick's voice had gradually risen higher throughout his ran and he was including hand gestures. Hiccup looked panicked for a second before he shot Stoick a sarcastic glance, "Between you and me, the village could do with a little less feeding. Don't you think," Hiccup glanced about conspiratorially and the surrounding Vikings looked highly offended, most glancing down at their stomachs and only just realising it had been a while since they had seen their toes.

The villagers huffed and Hiccup hid his smirk behind the palm of his hand, the dragons made funny huffy sounds that Hiccup knew to be laughter. "Surely you've noticed that the only way I could pick on you about this was if it was actually true." He sniggered and they all turned to look at him, most clutching their considerable bulks as if to hide them from the auburn haired boys gaze. "Hiccup will ye ever stop insulting our weight," Gobber sighed and Hiccup pretended to think about it for a minute before shaking his head, a smirk firmly in place, "Now why would I do that when I'm having such a fun time," he grinned victoriously and gestured for the, to watch the movie.

"This isn't a joke Hiccup," Stoick's voice raised in anger before he sighed, "Why can't you follow the simplest orders?" he asked, "I…I can't stop myself. I see a dragon and I have to just kill it," Hiccup made a motion with his hands like he was breaking the neck of a creature. "You know. It's who I am, Dad." Hiccups voice raised an octave like even he didn't believe what he was saying. Stoick groaned and placed his hand across his face like he was hiding his eyes "You're many things, Hiccup. "But a dragon killer is not one of them." Stoick shook his head as Hiccup let his head drop, looking down ashamed as he realised that his dad had just indirectly insulted him. "Get back to the house," he looked over Hiccup's shoulder to Gobber, "Make sure he gets there," he raised his voice, Gobber moving up to slap him in the back of the head lightly before urging him on his way. "I have his mess to clean up."

"I love how it's only my mess, I mean I would love to take all the credit but you know I can't even lift a full sized shield so I don't see how I could topple an entire pillar," Hiccup mused sarcastically, rubbing his chin as if deep in thought. "Yeah well, you're the reason the dragon was even there," Stoick accused, not willing to admit he was wrong. "Yes. Yes of course. Because I am the only reason that the dragons come back again and again. Thank you for clearing that up," Hiccup deadpanned.

The teens laughter could be heard as Hiccup moved slowly past them, Gobber following his every step. "Quite the performance." Tuffnut smirked, his sister giggling next to him. "I've never seen anyone mess up that badly. That helped," Snotlout grinned sarcastically, pointing back and moving closer to Hiccup as Astrid was shown in the background sharpening her axe. "Thank you, thank you. I was trying," Hiccup snarked pathetically, allowing Snotlout to get away with his insult for the first time in years, he was too tired to fight him after his father had made a spectacle of him in front of the entire village. Gobber pushed Snotlout's helmet down on his head so his eyes were covered then pushed him aside roughly so that he collided with Fishlegs with a muffled ow, standing up and laughing weakly before realising that Astrid was staring at him condescendingly.

"Thanks Gobber, nice to know you have my back," Hiccup thanked, no trace of sarcasm present in his voice as he talked to the blacksmith, Gobber replying with an easy you're welcome. Stoick felt a wave of jealousy pass over him as he observed the easy relationship between his son and best friend, none of the awkwardness present like between Hiccup and himself. He pulled his eyes away from the two as he turned back to watch the movie.