A trap door opened and a really big platform rised. On it were six cloaked figures and something black that looked like a dragon.
"Let me introduce you to our jubjes!" said Kat.
The first two figures lower their hoods.
"Ruffnut and Tuffnut Thorston!"
The, um, fatest figure lowered his hood.
"Fishlegs Ingerman!"
Another figure lowered it's hood.
"Snotlout Jogerson!"
And another figure lowered it's hood.
"Astrid Hofferson!"
The black dragon poped in the front.
"Toothless! And..."
The final figure lowered it's hood.
"Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III!"
The whole audience's mouths, including the dragons, hit the floor. Those were the teens alright. But they looked... older.
"By the way, those are the twins from five years in the future. I know it seems weird, but this is a crazy world, isn't it? At the end pretty much everything is possible", said Kat.
"Ok. Well, I've seen wierder who is the winner?", asks Astrid.
"Well", says Hiccup."There really is no winner."
"Huh?" said the audience in inousion.
"Yeah, you see" said Kat rabbing her neck nervous." This never was about who was only for fun."
"Yeah" said Ruff.
"If you consider fun almost witnessing the arest of the village's next heir", continues her twin remembering what happend when the younger Astrid and Hiccup where kissing. The two young Vikings turned so red you'd think they would stay that way, while their older self blush a little grining.
"Yeah, well I just talked to them and they assepted to be the jubjes", explained Kat.
"Oh, and do you say about singing a songn as a team before I sent you back?"
"Sounds good!" said older Hiccup.