The scene cuts to the Meade hall, where everyone is gathered]

Stoick: Either we finish them, or they'll finish us! It's the only way we'll be rid of them! If we find the nest and destroy it, the dragons will leave. They'll find another home! One more search. Before the ice sets in.

Hiccup snorted. "Or," He started, and everyone turned to look at him. "They'll populate the closest island to the nest, so, Berk." Everyone looked at him and he shrugged. "It's true."

Viking: Those ships never come back.

Stoick: We're Vikings! It's an occupational hazard! Now who's with me?

Viking: Today's not good for me. I've gotta do my axe returns.

Stoick: Alright. Those who stay will look after Hiccup.

Phlegma: To the ships!

Spitelout: I'm with you, Stoick!

Stoick: That's more like it.

"Feeling the love, Dad." Hiccup commented, bitterly.

Gobber: Right, I'll pack my undies.

Stoick: No, I need you to stay and train some new recruits.

Gobber: [Sarcastically] Oh, perfect. And while I'm busy, Hiccup can cover the stall. Molten steel, razor sharp blades, lots of time to himself... what could possibly go wrong?

"I've been working there since I was six!" Hiccup threw his hands up. "I think I can handle myself!" Gobber just snorted.

Stoick: What am I going to do with him, Gobber?

Gobber: Put him in training with the others.

Stoick: No, I'm serious.

Gobber: So am I.

Stoic: He'd be killed before you let the first dragon out of its cage.

Shade paused the movie and turned to Stoick. "In order for him to die before you let the first Dragon out of their cage, one of his peers would have to kill him." Stoick looked at her, then the teens, then back to her with a look of growing horror on his face. Shade just unpaused the movie.

Gobber: Oh, you don't know that.

Stoick: I do know that, actually.

Gobber: No, you don't.

Stoick: No, actually, I do.

Gobber: No, you don't!

Stoick: Listen, you know what he's like. From the time he could crawl he's been... different. He doesn't listen, he has the attention span of a sparrow... I take him fishing and he goes hunting for... for trolls!

Hiccup rolled his eyes and said in sync with his mentor, with the same accent, "Trolls exist! They steal your socks. But only the left ones. What's with that?" He looked at his father. "I was six, and Gobber had been telling me stories as he taught me smithing. Cut me some slack, Dad." Everyone in the Vikings side laughed.

Gobber: Trolls exist! They steal your socks. But only the left ones. What's with that?

Stoick: When I was a boy...

Gobber: Oh, here we go.

Gobber was echoed my Hiccup.

Stoick: My father told me to bang my head against a rock, and I did it. I thought it was crazy, but I didn't question him. And you know what happened?

"You got a headache?" Queen Mala raised an eyebrow.

Gobber: You got a headache.

She turned to look at Gobber, before making a noise of disgust and turning back. The Dragons all made noises of agreement with her.

Stoick: That rock split in two. It taught me what a Viking could do, Gobber. He could- He could crush mountains, level forests, tame seas! Even as a boy, I knew what I was, what I had to become. Hiccup is not that boy.

"And I never will be." He muttered, pulling his legs to his chest. The Defenders looked at him curiously.

Gobber: You can't stop him, Stoick. You can only prepare him. Look, I know it seems hopeless. But the truth is you won't always be around to protect him. He's going to get out there again. He's probably out there now.

[Scene cuts to Hiccup trekking through the forest]

Stoick groaned in annoyance.

Hiccup: Oh, the gods hate me. Some people lose their knife or their mug. No, not me. I manage to lose an ENTIRE DRAGON?!

The teens all laughed at their friends misfortune.

[Hiccup encounters the Night Fury, bounded by his bola. He is frightened and hides behind a rock, slowly approaching the fallen dragon.]

Hiccup (cont.): Oh, wow. I did it. Oh, I did it! This fixes everything! Yes! I have brought down this mighty beast!

The Vikings were silent as their smallest member went to kill the Dragon, while the Defenders and Dragons were wondering what had happened, because Toothless was still alive.

[Hiccup steps on the seemingly dead dragon's leg but it is still alive and shoves him away]

Hiccup (cont.): Whoa!

[He takes out his knife]

Hiccup (cont.): I'm going to kill you, dragon. I'm gonna cut out your heart and take it to my father. I'm a Viking. I am a VIKING!

[He hesitates, looking at the dragon's frightened eyes. The Night Fury, while visibly scared, makes no sound and lays still. Hiccup, unable to kill the defenseless creature, finally gives in and drops his knife.]

Hiccup (cont.): I did this.

[Hiccup begins cutting the ropes that bind the Night Fury.]

[The dragon stirs, opening its eyes. It rolls Hiccup over, roars in Hiccup's face, and lopsidedly flies away, leaving him unharmed]

[Hiccup whimpers and faints.]

Hiccup cringes at the Vikings all erupted in shouts. Things like "Exile him" and "Kill him" were shouted. Hiccup stood up and took off, past the Defenders and into the Dragon section of the room, where Toothless jumped in front of him and roared in rage. The Vikings all shut up and looked at them in shock. Toothless turned and curled around him, growling at the Vikings. He quit when Hiccup started scratching him sadly. The Night Fury wrapped his wings and front legs around the small boy.

Shade appeared.

"Has anyone noticed, just now, that whenever the Night Fury is acting on Primal Instinct, like when he was first ties up until he pounced on Hiccup, his pupils were just slits, then when he roared at Hiccup, they were a bit rounder?" Shade shrugged and disappeared again.