i wrote this and sorry if it makes no sense, but that was written in 30 mins. and i had some ideas. its kinda sad ina way but i hope it gets funny. or at least amusing to read. DO YOU HEAR THE PEOPLE SING, SINGING THE SONG OF ANGRY MEN, IT IS THE MUSIC OF THE PEOPLE WHO WILL NOT BE SLAVES AGAIN.

Soon the jellicles learned that the dragon's name was Fireworm. Then the situation got even better when Munkustrap learned that it was going to have to take some cats back to where it had come from because his owner wanted a wicked witch and had less IQ points then Tugger. The elders of the tribe were sitting and holding a meeting to decide which cat they were going to give to them because they were very sure that they wouldn't stand a minute against Fireworm.

"I think that I should go. No one would mourn my loss." Munkustrap said boldly. Demeter started to cry, as she loved him and wanted to mate with him more than ever lately, but didn't know if he felt the same way.

"Not in a million years you will, Munk. Look what you did to my sister. Smooth. I vote that we send Mistoffelees because he can just transport home if he can't fix Snotlout's problem." Most of the council seemed to agree with Bombalurina, but of course when she batted her big eyelashes, everyone loved her.

"Speaking of Mistoffelees, does anyone know where he went?" Asked Admentus, who was one of his other crazy friends. Tugger was going to be kind and shed his wisdom.

"Since he wouldn't grow my mane back, we made a deal and so he right now should be at a musical in London, with Victoria." Jennyanydots let out a sigh of relief. This made her feel rather enlightened to know that her darling little queen that was one of her friends was with someone who could protect her.

Speaking of Mistoffelees, he and Victoria were sitting in a very good spot so that they could sneakily watch Les Miserables. It was a rather sad musical, to be honest, how the small girl Cosette had no family after her mother died trying to keep her alive, how the Thenardiers treated her as a slave, and how Jean Valjean struggled with life as a whole.

Many times, Victoria started to cry into Misto's fur, noticing how soft it was, like goose down. There was chance that he liked her as much as she liked him, but why would she be sure? Misto was a great friend of hers, but how great can a guy friend be until it is official that you like him? So many locks, and not enough keys, if you understand what I mean.

"Do you hear the people sing? Singing the song of angry men. It is the music of the people who will not be slaves again…." They sang along, reading off of a great screen. As a plus, parts of the audience were singing along, and so they picked up the words that way too. Afterward the musical ended, they walked home in the dark.

"Misto, I'm scared."

"I know. I can feel you shaking. Don't worry, I am with you and if worst comes to worst, we can zap you to the junkyard to get help." Misto gave her a small kiss on the top of her head.

As the sight of the junkyard got closer, Victoria got less afraid and was sure that she could be able to walk alone and Misto could just go his separate way. But being the good want to-be boyfriend or mate, he stuck with her. That is what every other gentleman would do, right?

"Tugger!" Mistoffelees yelled after he had dropped off Victoria and found that his den was empty.

"Misto, come here for a moment." Tugger yelled back. Not knowing what the curious cat needed, Mistoffelees came to the cat.

"What do you want?"

"Munkustrap and the council decided that we might need to send you on a road trip with Fireworm here." Tugger gestured lovingly to the large, ugly thing that had burned off of his mane.

"You must be kidding, right?" their faces were most definitely serious. "Fine. I'll go but when I get back, I want a cat-nip mouse, okay?"

Mistoffelees knew that they had the best intentions, and knew that he could take care of himself, but sending him on the road to Berk with a dragon that was in a reasonably bad mood was a new one. Munkustrap loved him like a son, and if he thought that it was dangerous he would have volunteered someone else to do it. Like Macavity. Do it for the tribe, he thought. Catnip was the best thing that could come from this.

They let him go to the den and grab some things, so he grabbed the IQ points and put them in the bag he had enchanted to never run out of space. Then, he put in some spell books, and a picture of him and his junkyard friends. Hopefully things would turn out for the best as he clambered onto the back of Fireworm and went to the isle of Berk.

On the way, Fireworm told him about a few of the Vikings on the isle. Firstly, when Mistoffelees heard that Vikings were the fate that he was going to get was really making him scared, but after Fireworm explained that they were genuinely nice Vikings.

Hiccup was a red headed, rather smart and kind, Viking that didn't really do bad things. Or he didn't intend to. Astrid was his loving girlfriend who was known for kicking people's buts so hard they flew into next year. There were the twins, and he had forgotten their names, but they liked to fight with each other frequently, and so they reminded him of Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer.

There was Toothless, a dragon that reminded Mistoffelees of himself, and his friend Dragon, who was strange still to Fireworm, so Misto didn't know much about that person. If she was a person…but no matter. There was still a chance for a good adventure in Berk. Maybe he would make some new friends.

The next morning in the Junkyard, there was a small issue in the junkyard. Victoria realized after consulting with her friends that Mistoffelees did indeed like her back, and so she was going to go and ask for another date. She checked all of the dens in the junkyard, almost walking in on some people's very private conversations, but he still wasn't to be found. Finally, she gave up and asked Munkustrap.

"Victoria, we sent Mistoffelees with Fireworm. He was willing to go and save the tribe from having to deal with that dragon." Victoria sat down and started to cry. This was something that hurt her more than possible. Why didn't he give her a good bye? They had been friends for a rather long time.

Mistoffelees awoke from his long trip to the isle of Berk after they had landed. He was greeted by a loving person who must have been Snotlout due to the size of his nose by being thrown into a basked and trekked back to the village to meet the rest of the humans. As he slept he dreamt that Elphaba was going to show up, Cosette was going to take care of Victoria, and he had lost those precious IQ points of Tugger's.