So yes, I have absolutely nothing to say... Enjoy!

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HappyPup1: Yep you got my little tease, and for all who didn't get it "Hiccup stared at him a bewildered expression on his face, what was this Thor forsaken beast saying, DID THAT MEAN ALL THEIR FOOD WAS WASTED? Get it?" Anyway that's probably not the best joke ever, but my sense of humor is not the best. More references are coming...

dracologistmaster: We'll see, we'll see. I still have absolutely no idea what to do with Snotlout.

The first day of training had been a straight up failure in so many ways, in fact class had been cut short at mid-day and the next day's class had been delayed. But it wasn't like Hiccup had any issues with that decision.

Gobber who greatly appreciated the technique of learning on the job had just let out a gronckle and told them, "Today is about survival. If you get blasted, you're dead. Quick, what's the first thing you're going to need?" Hiccup who wasn't even trying, screamed, "A Doctor."

The teacher (if you could even call him that) waited for the resident smarty Astrid to correctly answer the question, when he realized that the prized pupil was not there. He sighed, "A Shield, that's what you need you dunces. Go!" The recruits scrambled for shields, and found them scattered around the ring.

Hiccup struggled as he tried his best to pick up a shield half as tall as him; Gobber appeared behind him, "Your most important piece of equipment is your shield. If you must make a choice between a sword or a shield, take the shield." Then he lifted the shield for Hiccup, forced it into his arms and gave him a "fatherly" shove.

Meanwhile the twins were fighting, that's a no brainer; those two could fight over almost anything. This time it was something about flowers and shields. As they played tug of war they were hit by the gronckle's fire and they were out first. The second target was Snotlout, he of course had not been fighting over a shield with anyone, but he was distracted by his thoughts. I know your probably wondering what he was distracted by, but don't ask me, I have no idea. However, if I had to guess it was most likely something about Ruffnut being the only single Viking Teen left on Berk? But who really knows.

So what happened to Hiccup? Judging by the first sentence not to great but that's your call.

"Those shields are good for another thing. Noise. Make lots of it to throw off a dragon's aim." Hiccup the only one left standing followed Gobber's directions, he grabbed a hammer from the ground and started to pound his shield. His motive today, unlike the others, was to not kill the beast, but not get killed himself. The first goal would be much easier to achieve it was like he would ever have the chance to kill the dragon anyway, but keep himself alive, that would be challenging, especially with Gobber's teaching methods.

It was all going so well, and then he lost his grip on the shield and the hammer so he had no choice but to hide, thinking quickly (quick doesn't always mean smart) he dropped the hammer and ran behind a wooden barricade. Why he picked a WOODEN barricade, don't ask…

The gronckle looked around confused, then deciding that it must have scared the last scrawny boy off, and preceded to try to find a way out of this dastardly prison. Hiccup slowly crept out from behind his hiding spot and was tiptoeing toward the gronckle when it smelled him and turned around, its jaws open wide.

Hiccup found himself with no plan (yes, sneak up behind a dragon with no plan at all, best idea ever) no weapon or shield, and…. stuck in a corner.

he gronckle was preparing to burn Hiccup alive when Gobber grabbed the beast by the mouth with his hook. Then he wrangled the beast, threw it back into it's pen and shut the door. But not before the dragon managed to melt part of the chain mesh that covered the arena.

Hiccup failed just as spectacularly as he always did, but this time...he failed in first place...

Thanks for reading you reviewers don't know it but you guys are what give me fuel to write. thing?Knowing people will read your writing is one of the best feelings ever. So do you like the weird narrator talking?