Chapter 3- To Freak Out A Viking Nerd

Hey everyone! So, another Saturday, another chapter. And today, I have an annoucement to make! I know a lot of you wish that you could join me in Berk. Well, I'm happy to announce that my new co-writer, Silkmouse, will be the lucky girl who joins me in freaking out the residents of Berk!

*claps and cheers are heard as everyone waits for Silkmouse to add a comment*

Now, unfortunately Silkmouse won't be joining us this time...

*awwws can be heard throuhout many countries*

But she will be making her first appearance!

*cheers are heard again*

Now, without further ado, let's get on with freaking out Fishlegs!

*cheers sound once more*

Mary looked back and sighed in relief when she saw that Astrid hadn't followed her. "That was close." She muttered. "Too close. If I didn't get out of there when I did... well, I shudder to think of it."

"Shudder to think of what?" A voice was heard. Mary spun around as fast as she could, and gaped when she saw Fishlegs and his Gronckle standing behind her.

"Oh! I, um... hi! Uh, I'm Mary. Mary Penelope. No need to tell me who you are. I already know."

"You do?" Fishlegs asked, glancing at Horrorcow, confused.

"Yeah, uh... You're Fishlegs Ingerman, one of Hiccup's best friends, rumored to be Ruffnut's love interest, rider of Horrorcow, a Gronkle rumored to be a vegetarian, one of the six heros of Berk. You guys are, like, worrshiped throughout the world!"

"Really?" Fishlegs asked.

"Yeah." I nodded. " So, is Horrorcow really a vegetarian?"

"Yep." He told me. "It's a total phenomenon. That means that-"

"It doesn't happen very often and it's completely out of the ordinary, I know."

Fishlegs looked impressed. Obviously, no one, with the exception of Hiccup, knew the big words I did. It was then that I knew that I had his respect. "I gotta say," I continued on. "It's really quite strange. I mean, a dragon who doesn't like meat?" I shook my head in disbelief. "Unbelievable!"

Just then, there was a giant flash of light, much like the one that Mary had arrived in, that nearly blinded Fishlegs and had even Mary blinking. When the haze cleared, the two saw a girl standing there.

This girl had long, down-to-the-waist, brown hair, with dark brown eyes to match. She was also wearing light brown, oval lensed glasses, and had so many freckles on her face that it looked almost orange. Her skin was fair, not dark at all, and she was about the same height as Mary, maybe a little taller. She was wearing the same strange pants as Mary was, only shorter, if only by a little bit. She wore some weird white shoes with laces that sparkled in the sun, and had a pink piece of dirty cloth tied around her waist. On her top half, she had a short sleeved pink shirt, and her ears each had strange pink, sparkly things hanging down from them. This girl's name was Celeste Hilgeman, although her friends called her Silkmouse.

Mary rubbed her eyes and gaped. "Silkmouse? What are you doing here?"

Silkmouse looked over at her and grinned. "Mary! So that crazy old dude was right! You did come here!"

"Yeah! So, um, guess what?" She told the other girl in an excited whisper.

"What?" Silkmouse asked, completely oblivious to the fact that Fishlegs was right behind them, staring at the two like they came from another planet.

"I met Hiccup, Toothless, Astrid, and Fishlegs!"

"No way! Really? Where are they?"

"I don't know about everyone else, but Fishlegs and his Gronckle, who's name is Horrocow and who is a vegetarian, which I still think is weird, are right over there." Mary pointed the the big Viking and he squeaked. Silkmouse stared at him in amazement for a few seconds before glancing at Mary. Catching her eye, they laughed out loud.

"What?" Fishlegs asked, a little hurt.

"Nothing." Silkmouse gasped.

"We're just glad to be here." Mary told him, straighting up. "Oh, hey!" She turned to Silkmouse again. "Did you bring your art stuff? I brought my notepad, but words can't always capture images."

Silkmouse nodded. "Yeah. It's right here." She guestuered to a backpack hanging on her shoulder. "I figured that even if you weren't here, I could draw some of Berk."

"Good thinking!" Mary agreed. She turned to Fishlegs. "Sorry, 'Legs." She told him. "This is my friend, Celeste, although I call her Silkmouse. Silkmouse, Fishlegs and Horrorcow."

"Wow" Silkmouse breathed, suddenly self-conscious. "Um, hey. Uh... can I pet Horrorcow?"

"Um, I don't know..." Fishlegs said. "I mean, dragons are just a little violent... If you don't know what you're doing, that is."

"Don't worry." Mary told him confidently. "We know what we're doing." She motioned to Silkmouse to go. The young girl slowly walked towards the Gronckle, eyes cast downwards and hand extended. She stopped a few inches before the dragon and waited, not daring to draw a breath. A few seconds later, she felt something hard and warm beneath her skin. Hardly daring to believe it, she looked up and saw The Gronckle pressed up against her hand. "Wow!" She breathed. She looked back at Mary and mouthed, I touched a dragon! Mary grinned and put her thunbs up.

"Hey, so, um, Fishlegs." Mary turned to the older boy. "We have to go. See you later."

"Yeah, bye!" Silkmouse got up quickly and walked over to Mary. The two then started to run.

"Yeah, uh... bye." He called to their retreating backs. He sighed and shok his head. "Well." He told Horrorcow. "That was weird."

And that's it. OMG, I think this is the shortest I've ever written for this. Well, you guys know the drill. R&R and send ideas. Next week we do Snotlout! Heh, heh, heh. I can't wait to get my hands on that evil brat. Muhahahaha!

No but seriously, R&R.