Flame Makes Fire, Leaves Make it Bigger
Lame title, yeah, but what can ya do? Anyways, here ya go. Happy Halloween.
Disclaimer: I don't own HTTYD, but I do own the pirate costume that I'm wearing.
Hiccup looked at his house. In all the years Hiccup'd lived there, it had only been burned down once. That was when he was seven, and his Dad had forgotten to secure the door. The blast had taken it down, and the fire ended up inside. Luckily, Hiccup had been at the forge at that time, and wasn't harmed, but Hiccup and Stoick hadn't had a choice in having to sleep in Gobber's house. It was a most unpleasant experience that none of them wished to repeat. But it looked like they would have to.
"Beard of Thor, you bloody animal!" Stoick yelled. "Look what ye did to my house!"
"Dad!" Hiccup said, trying to calm his father down unsuccessfully. "It wasn't his fault, it was an accident!"
"Um, just saying." Fishlegs told them. "But leaves are flamable."
"We know that, Fishlegs." Snotlout sighed.
"Well, did you realize that the house is therefore not the only thing that's catching fire?" Fishlegs shot back. That caused people to turn. When they saw the fire slowly creeping towards them, they gasped. Hiccup quickly jumped into action.
"Guys, get your dragons to grab buckets. Then ride them to the docks and get the buckets full. Make them bring the buckets back here to use to douse the fire. Toothless and I'll go and rally some more Vikings and dragons. Go!"
Everyone rushed off, with Stoick throwing dirt at the flames. Hiccup and Toothless set to work rushing through the streets, yelling for everyone who could to help to come. Toothless roared loud enough to wake the dead. Astrid, Fishlegs, Snotlout, Ruffnut and Tuffnut and all of their dragons grabbed as many buckets as they could before rushing to the docks, where they filled the buckets and handed them to the dragons, who then flew them to the Hadoock house and dumped them on the flames After about an hour, the fire died.
"Well, I'd better get Daydream back." One Viking said. "She's still got a cold." There was a mummer of agreement as Vikings reach ed for their dragons, but instead of the dragons going with them, they jumped out of the way and began chasing each other. The Vikings began yelling and shouting, but Hiccup was busy thinking. Suddenly, he realized what was going on.
"Wait!" He yelled at everyone. "Look at them! They're not acting like sick dragons and you know why?" No one could guess. " Because they're cured!" He told them. " The combination of the heat of the flames, the coolness of the water, and the activity they did must have been the cure they needed!"
"But if they're cured," Stoick began slowly. "Than that means..."
"Let the Buiding begin!" Hiccup, Astrid, Snotlout, Fishlegs, Ruffnut and Tuffnut shouted.
Yeah! Looks like Hiccup got what he wanted. But I don't think the story's done yet, do you? Let's continue later. Have a nice Halloween, everyone, and let it be spooky.
Penelope, over and out!