Astrid's POV:

As we ran home, I realised that Gale never showed her arms, the over armour she had covered them and so did her under shirt, was she self-conscious or was she hiding something, maybe I'll ask her while she makes her sword. Once we got there I showed her where I had put her over armour, she instantly went for the belted bit, I hadn't noticed it before but there was a small bag hanging from the main belt, she undid the bag and attached it to the belt she was currently wearing. Before we left she picked up the top piece of the armour and examined it.

"I can easily fix this part before tomorrow, at least I'll feel a bit more protected." She said quite seriously, she's never been serious before.

"I'll show you the forge now then." I said catching her attention

"Ok, lets go!" She said excitedly, her moods can change within a matter of seconds, it's getting hard for me to keep up with them changing so frequently. We walked quite fast to the forge, this is my chance to ask!

"I miss my home" she said before I had even opened my mouth, it was out of the blue but I could tell she meant it, "What if I never get back?" She turned her head to me, I didn't know how to answer, on Berk if you lose a home you make a new one, we're Vikings, it's what we do, but Gale doesn't act like a Viking, she acts as if she's lost, every second she looks as if she doesn't know how to act around me.

"I don't know, I've never been in your situation. I'm sure you'll get back one day, I'll make sure you do."

"Really!?" She asked, I could almost see her perk up

"Yeah"

She stopped walking and I stopped with her, she turned to face me and brought me into a friendly hug." Thank you!" she spoke softly but not because she wanted to, I could hear her voice cracking.

Once she let go, we made it to the forge.

Gale-Breaker's POV:

When we stepped into the forge, I was met by the familiar heat of burning coals, I've spent quite a few days of my life in a forge with Night making random little things out of the surplus of Iron the dragons strangely had, don't ask why the dragons have a forge but most tales indicate there was once another human who lived among dragons.

"So, what was the material your going to use?" Asked Astrid from behind me, I undid the bag and took some of the contents out, I spun round to show her.

"Dragon scales!" She gave me a confused look "They can be melted down and moulded into any shape, it's not very easy but I've used them before, a sword out of these would be as sharp as any but unbreakable, which is good for someone like me, it also looks a lot cooler!"

"I've never seen a dragon with them scales before, what are they from?"

I turned away and walked over to the furnace and put some of the scales into it, "Night Fury scales!" I simply stated.

"You've seen a Night Fury!?" She exclaimed

"Yeah, why?"

"No one here has ever seen one and lived to tell the tale, EVER!"

"Really?" I took the now melted scales out of the melting oven, in a bowl, and poured the stodgy liquid into the mould I had picked out.

"Wow, what's it like, IS THAT WHERE THE WINGS ON YOUR ARMOUR ARE FROM?!"

"No and that was loud!" I told her holding my ears, once I had made my point I took the moulded scales out of the...mould and dipped it in a barrel of water to further cool it down.

"Sorry" she said quietly "Your making this sword making look really easy!"

"I've made one before, just not out of dragon scales, only people going into battle usually do this, I guess this is the next best thing."

Once the main bit of the sword was done I took a premade wooden hilt and started to attach the two pieces together, it kept wobbling so I risked taking of one of the bandages off of my arms, they kept my sleeves from showing my arms, I used the bandage to hold the blade and hilt together, once it was finished I left the bandage on, it looked quite cool with it on.

"Watch 'a think" I said as I gave it an experimental swing "I just need to sharpen it then I can work on my armour!"

Astrid's POV:

After she started to sharpen her new sword no one said anything, this may be one of the only times I could ask her my question, I took a risk.

"Gale?"

She stopped sharpening to face me, "Yeah?"

"Why do you keep your arms covered up all the time?"

She nearly dropped the sword, she kept her eyes on the sword and seemed to have been fighting with herself, finally, she spoke.

"Does Berk have any enemies that would do anything to make them do what they want you to?"

"Yeah, why?" I watched as she came and sat down next to me, she played with her hands before carrying on.

"When I was around 9, my village was attacked and me and my brother were kidnapped, they had dragons with some of the sharpest claws grab us, my brother had his arms, in a way covered, but mine were exposed and they dug in, not to mention they could set themselves on fire, they burnt all up my arms, nothing healed I have bad scars all up them, it don't look nice."

"You've gone through a lot in your life!"

"Yeah, anyway the swords done and I need you to put the armour on so I can patch it up"

"Ok then" I stood up and she passed me the piece of armour, once I had it on I noticed some details that I hadn't noticed that day a few weeks ago, especially a small metal insignia, I didn't know what it was but it was on the belt as well so it must be important, I wonder why she wears all of this armour, not many people wear this much, maybe she gets attacked a lot? As she fixed it we stayed silent, it didn't take long for her to fix it but it felt long.

After this I went home and took her new sword and fixed armour with me, she wasn't as tired as me and decided to go for a walk, she knows where I live and she has no weapons so, it should be OK.

Anyway, da da daaaa!

Next one we see some bonding, I think.

Gale-Breaker92 :P