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DreamWorks Dragons: Defenders of Berk

Double Trouble

Chapter 7


Toothless soared down towards the village plaza, Hiccup's eyes keen on searching for his father amongst the crowd of Vikings. Upon spotting their chief, Hiccup pointed down towards him and Toothless landed beside Stoick.

Stoick was talking with one of the guards, getting information about what was happening. Once Hiccup and Toothless showed up, he finished his talk and directed his attention towards his son.

"Dad, what is it? What's happening?" Hiccup asked as he gripped the saddle's reign ready to take off again.

Stoick sighed, "Berserkers have been spotted on our shores on the other side of the island."

"Dagur," Hiccup whispered with memory as he glanced down. He looked back up at his father, "Has there been any reports of his armada?" he asked.

"No, we don't know what they're doing here and I'm not about to just around to find out." Stoick stated, heading over to the armory and shouting for other men to follow him.

"Dad, wait!" Hiccup's call made his father pause for a moment and look back at him. "Let us scout it out first, see what Dagur is up to." Hiccup suggested.

Stoick sighed again, closing his eyes and bowing his head before looking at Hiccup, "Fine, but be careful, this could very well be a trap." He permitted with a warning. Hiccup smiled and nodded, he and Toothless flying off to the academy to assemble the rest of the team.


Astrid, Fishlegs, and Snotlout stood in the academy alongside there dragons waiting for Hiccup to arrive. Once they heard the alarm sound, they immediately rushed to the academy, as was their orders if any alarm should sound. The only ones not present were the twins, and Hiccup had good reason for their absence.

Toothless and his rider dived down and sailed through the open gate, landing in front of his friends and their dragons. The first one to speak was Astrid, asking the question that was all on their minds.

"Hiccup, what's going on?"

"Dagur and his men are on the other side of the island; we're going to find out what they're here for." Hiccup informed them.

"Finally, something to do today!" Snotlout cheered as he climbed onto Hookfang's saddle. Fishlegs took a couple steps closer to Hiccup as he fiddled with his fingers.

"What about the twins?" he asked, not so much out of concern but out of curiosity.

"They're not coming." Hiccup answered him with a clear sign of disproval of the idea.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea." Astrid agreed, looking at Hiccup before glancing back at Fishlegs. The two hopped onto their dragons and followed Hiccup and Toothless out into the sky, looping around to head to the north side of the island.


The twins sat on their own barrels in the forge, elbows on their knees and hands holding up their chins. Gobber was quickly pounding away at some of his swords, submerging them into the water and bringing them back out to inspect for any more tweaks.

Ruff and Tuff's eyes widened from their gloomy stare as their heads bolted up from the call of a Night Fury overhead. They both mentally gasped and rushed outside, looking up into the sky just in time to see Hiccup and the rest of their friends flying off on their dragons toward the north.

"Sorry Gobber, we're gonna have to hang out some other time!" Tuffnut yelled back as he and his sister started for the academy. Before they got ten feet away from the forge entrance, a sword swung out in front of them effectively halting their run. They glanced down at the blade before looking up at its owner.

"What part of 'you two aren't going anywhere' didn't you understand?" Gobber questioned.

"We've got specific duties to take care of! Haven't you ever heard of the Dragon Training Academy?" Tuffnut argued.

"You mean the one you two hardly ever attend?" Gobber countered with raised eyebrows.

Tuffnut was silent for a moment, "Oh yeah, that's right."

"We are depended upon, it's our job!" Ruffnut added.

"Pestering Hiccup is not a job. It's just annoying." Gobber exclaimed.

"Who said we were pestering him?" Ruffnut replied, doubting the whole concept.

"Yeah." Tuff agreed.

"The whole village, and Hiccup himself." Gobber retorted. The twins looked at each other, neither of them knowing what to say next. Gobber raised his sword, pointing its tip towards the forge.

"Back inside, now." He ordered and the two siblings stooped their shoulders and marched back to the forge with Gobber behind them.


The foot soldier ran through the woods, back from the village where he had been spotted by some of the guards. As soon as he reached the waypoint, he stopped and breathed in some much needed air. His hands were placed onto his knees as he bent over and inhaled frantically. He was really out of shape…

"Did they spot you?" Dagur questioned with irritation on having to wait so long for this bumbling idiot to return.

"Yes sir," the Berserker replied out of breath, "The alarm has been sounded and Berk is on alert."

"What about Hiccup and his Night Fury?" Dagur demanded the answer.

"I—I don't know, I started back before I saw anything." The Berserker replied, a bit worried that he'd get in trouble for the answer.

Dagur growled, but otherwise accepted the answer, "No matter, Hiccup is too predictable. He'll come and with him, the Night Fury." Dagur said with a malicious smile.


Gobber kept himself busy trying to tweak and fix the various weapons that got rusted from the weaponry's door being left open one night. His hammer prosthetic clanked away on the anvil, the blacksmith's focus was solely on the job in front of him.

The twins took note of this and glanced over at Gobber before looking at each other. They both smiled and got up from where they were sitting, quietly tip toeing out the doorway. As soon as they got far enough away to be out of ear shot, they giggled and rushed towards the academy.

Gobber started humming his song as he continued working, completely unaware that the twins had left. In fact he hadn't looked up until the call of his name.

"Gobber," Stoick announced as he jogged over to his friend.

"Almost done, Stoick, most of the armory is restocked so we'll be able to defend ourselves if the Berserkers decide to show their faces." He replied. Gobber turned to look at Stoick, "And don't worry about those two, they aren't going to get in the way of anything."

Stoick's eyes furrowed as he looked over to where Gobber was pointing, but the forge was empty beside him and Gobber.

"Gobber, what 'two' are you talking about?" Stoick questioned, feeling a bit worried for his friend.

Gobber looked up at Stoick with confusion before twisting around to look behind him where the twins should have been. Upon seeing neither of them, his mouth dropped open and he staggered on his words.

"Wha—but I—they—Ahhhh!" he exclaimed.


To be continued…

Writer's Note:

Alright, so I'm pretty sure the next chapter is the last for this story. Thank you all so much to reading and reviewing/viewing/favoriting/and following! Sorry for any typos.