Second chapter! I know this came out late, but I didn't have the time. Without further or do, here it is!
Disclaimer: I wrote none of the script. It was written by Dean DeBlois and Chris Sanders. I only own the plot outside the movie.
HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON
Written by Dean DeBlois & Chris Sanders Final Draft February 13, 2010
FADE IN: EXT. NORTH SEA/VILLAGE - NIGHT We skim above a dark, wild ocean. The camera turns toward a lone island, Berk. It is a gigantic shard of rock jutting straight out of the water.
HICCUP (V.O.) This, is Berk. It's twelve days North of hopeless, and a few degrees South of freezing to death. It's located solidly on the meridian of misery.
Everyone laughed at Hiccup's blunt description of their home. Hiccup smiled weakly at the fact that his dry sense of humor could make someone laugh.
Stoick simply frowned at his son's voice. Did he seriously hate it here that much?
The camera drifts over rolling hills to reveal a small village nestled on an outcropping of sea mounts.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D) My village. In a word, sturdy. And it's been here for seven generations, but every single building is new.
"I wonder why." Snotlout said, his voice mocking. Both Hiccup and Astrid told him to shut up.
The camera drifts closer, circling.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D) We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunsets. The only problems are the pests. You see, most places have mice or mosquitos. We have...
Sheep graze peacefully on a hillside. Suddenly one is snatched.
CUT TO: INT. STOICK'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS A door is pulled open... as a DRAGON swoops directly toward it, BLASTING FIRE. The door is SLAMMED. The fire shoots through the slats of wood, illuminating HICCUP, a gangly teenage Viking.
HICCUP ...dragons.
"Do you ever stay put?" Stoick asked, his voice annoyed.
"Nope!" Hiccup replied cheerily.
The dragons perked up by seeing others on the screen. Some even squawked due to recognizing themselves in the hectic fray.
EXT. STOICK'S HOUSE He reopens the sizzling door, as leaps off of the front porch. He weaves through the erupting mayhem as Vikings pour out of the buildings, ready for a fight. More dragons swarm in, setting rooftops alight and hauling off sheep.
HICCUP (V.O.) Most people would leave. Not us. We're Vikings. We have stubbornness issues.
The village glared at Hiccup, and he raised his hands in defense.
"It's true, and you all know it!" He said, trying to defend himself. The vikings grumbled, knowing it was indeed true. Even the dragons nodded along, knowing very well that vikings were as stubborn as donkeys.
Vikings sound the alarm. Viking men and women pour out into the streets, axes in hand. ON HICCUP darting through alleys, staying under eaves, making his way through the battle.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D) My name's Hiccup. Great name, I know. But it's not the worst. Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls. Like our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that.
The vikings chuckled, while Stoick frowned deeper. Did he really not like his name? He and Valka had chosen the one they thought was the best for him.
Dragons sweep back and forth, dodging axes and blasting the Vikings who throw them. A burly warrior gets tossed in an explosion, knocking Hiccup to the ground.
VIKING (FIERCE) Arggghhhhh! (cheery, insane) Mornin'!
Said viking blushed as everyone laughed at him.
"You'd be like that if an explosion did that to you." He said, trying to justify his actions. The Hideous Zippleback responsible for the explosion gave two throaty laughs.
Hiccup gets to his feet and continues to rush past gigantic men and women.
HICCUP (V.O.) Meet the neighbors. Hoark the Haggard...
HOARK What are you doing out!?
HICCUP ... Burnthair the Broad...
BURNTHAIR Get inside!
HICCUP ... Phlegma the Fierce...
PHLEGMA THE FIERCE Get back inside!
"Do you want to get me killed?" Hiccup asked, referring to his burning house. He got no response, while the mentioned vikings winced.
Since when were they that rude to anyone else or that rude in general?
HICCUP Ack.
He passes a silent ox of a viking, picking his ear.
HICCUP (CONT'D) Yep, just Ack.
Ack's face reddened as the villagers laughed at him.
Enter STOICK, the biggest Viking of all. He yanks Hiccup from the path of a strafing dragon and holds aloft to the crowd.
STOICK Hiccup!? (accusingly; to the crowd) What is he doing out again?! (TO HICCUP) What are you doing out?! Get inside!
Stoick looked down in shame at the awful tone he was using with Hiccup. His own son of all people!
The flames light up his scowling face and matted red beard. He sets Hiccup down and turns to the sky, searching.
HICCUP (V.O.) (IN AWE) That's Stoick the Vast. Chief of the tribe. They say that when he was a baby he popped a dragon's head clean off of its shoulders. Do I believe it?
Stoick chuckled at the silly rumor. It was floating around ever since he punched a dragon as a baby, and a headless dragon corpse was found near his house.
Stoick grabs a wooden cart and hurls it, knocking the strafing dragon out of the sky.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D) Yes I do.
Hiccup winced. Since when was he impressed by such a horrid act of repulsive violence? He looked to Toothless, who gave him a reassuring smile.
Hiccup gave him a weak smile in return, but Toothless could see in his eyes that he wasn't really reassured.
An EXPLOSION forces Vikings to DUCK. Stoick stands firm, brushing flaming debris off of his shoulder.
STOICK (barking; to his men) What have we got?
VIKING #1 Gronkles. Nadders. Zipplebacks. Oh, and Hoark saw a Monstrous Nightmare.
STOICK Any Night Furies?
VIKING #1 None so far.
STOICK (RELIEVED) Good.
Toothless rumbled happily when he heard that he made the chieftain of Berk skittish. Hiccup chuckled quietly when he heard the nervous wake in his father's voice. Toothless wasn't more than a cat to the people he trusted!
VIKING Hoist the torches!
Massive flaming braziers are raised on poles, lighting up the night sky... and revealing swirling dragons of all types. Below, Hiccup crosses an open plaza and ducks into an open building with a tall chimney.
INT. BLACKSMITH STALL - CONTINUOUS He crosses behind a counter, where a peg-legged, one-armed hulk of a Blacksmith reshapes blades with a hammer and tongs appendage.
GOBBER Ah! Nice of you to join the party. I thought you'd been carried off.
Stoick frowned at the obviously close relationship that his best friend and his son shared.
Hiccup dons a leather apron and starts to put away Gobber's scattered appendages.
HICCUP Who me? Nah, come on! I'm way too muscular for their taste. They wouldn't know what to do with all this.
Hiccup strikes a bodybuilder pose.
The village erupted in laughter while Hiccup blushed. Was this entire movie about the personal moments he shared with his friends?
Stoick frowned deeper as he witnessed more evidence to the extremely close friendship that they had. Hiccup was never like this at home with Stoick, and he was Hiccup's father!
GOBBER They need toothpicks, don't they?
Everyone laughed, while Hiccup glared at Gobber.
"You're real nice. Ya know that?" He called out. Gobber shrugged.
"I'm supposed to tell the truth." The villagers laughed at the latest comment.
Hiccup gets to work, transferring bent and chipped weapons to the forge as Vikings crowd the counter for replacements.
HICCUP (V.O.) The meathead with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gobber. I've been his apprentice ever since I was little. Well...littler.
"Who are you calling meathead?" Gobber cried out, indignant. "The man who called me Toothpick!" Hiccup retorted, a smirk on his face.
EXT. VILLAGE - CONTINUOUS ON STOICK STOICK We move to the lower defenses. We'll counter-attack with the catapults. Armed men rush past, flanking others who carry sheep to safety. Stoick follows up the rear as, overhead, a dragon strafes the rooftops with Napalm-like fire.
HICCUP (V.O.) See? Old village. Lots and lots of new houses.
Once again, the village laughed due to Hiccup's dry humor. Nobody knew this side of Hiccup even existed. They always saw him as the village embarrassment, never even considering the possibility that he could crack a joke!
VIKING FIRE!
In response, the fire brigade charges through the plaza - four TEENS, tugging a large wooden cask on wheels. From it, they fill buckets of water to douse the flames. One among them is a cute, energetic Viking girl. Hiccup leans out of the stall to watch her.
Astrid leaned forward in her chair next to Hiccup. She never knew he watched them, let alone her. With a pang in her heart, she realized she never even noticed him.
HICCUP (V.O.) Oh and that's Fishlegs, Snotlout. The twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut. And... (DREAMY) Astrid.
A SLOW-MOTION explosion erupts behind her, framing her in a sexy ball of fire. The others join her, looking awesome and heroic.
The teens cheered about how awesome they looked, save for Hiccup and Astrid. Said two teens were blushing, refusing to make eye contact with each other.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D) Their job is so much cooler.
Hiccup tries to join them as they pass, but he's hooked by Gobber and hoisted back inside.
HICCUP (CONT'D) (PLEADING) Ah, come on. Let me out, please. I need to make my mark.
GOBBER Oh, you've made plenty of marks. All in the wrong places.
The vikings laughed, while Hiccup narrowed his eyes are huffed indignantly. Astrid laid her hand on his shoulder, and he visibly relaxed.
HICCUP Please, two minutes. I'll kill a dragon. My life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date.
Hiccup winced again at his language. He couldn't believe that he used to want to kill dragons. Now, he just wanted to protect them.
The dragons looked curiously at the first human who didn't want to kill them. Maybe all humans weren't bad.
"Hiccup the Useless, get a date? Like that'll happen!" Snotlout jeered. Hiccup stood up, his face furious. He looked Snotlout directly in the eye and spoke angrily.
"I could kill absolutely no dragons in my entire life, and I'd be able to get more dates than you." He spat at his cousin, and sat back down in the plush chair.
Astrid leaned closer to him, and whispered something in his ear. The fury melted off his face instantly. He smiled at her gratefully, and she smiled softly back at him.
Snotlout, watching this small exchange, felt his face heat up, and his fists clench the armrests. He has worked his butt off his entire life trying to swoon Astrid, and Useless just comes in and takes her?
Never.
Snotlout turned his attention back to the screen, and vowed in his mind to one-up Hiccup like he always does, but this time, making sure that Hiccup can't get back up.
GOBBER You can't lift a hammer. You can't swing an axe...
Gobber grabs a bola (iron balls connected by rope).
GOBBER (CONT'D) ... you can't even throw one of these.
A Viking runs by and nabs it out of Gobber's hand, hurling it at a dive-bombing Gronkle. The bola binds its legs, sending it into a heavy crash.
HICCUP (ready with the answer) Okay fine, but...
He rushes to the back corner of the stall and presents a bizarre, wheel barrow-like contraption.
HICCUP (CONT'D) ... this will throw it for me.
"Oh boy." Gobber said, knowing exactly what happened whenever Hiccup had a new invention. Hiccup glared at his mentor.
"Thanks for the support." He said.
"Anytime." Gobber replied, a smile on his face. Once again, Stoick frowned at the closeness the two shared.
Hiccup OPENS the hinged lid of the device. An arm springs up, equipped with twin bows. They prematurely launch a bola, narrowly missing Gobber... and taking out a Viking at the counter.
VIKING Arggh!
Said viking blushed while everyone laughed.
"It hurt!" He said, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Told ya!" Gobber yelled to Hiccup. Said teen just grumbled and kept his eyes on the screen.
GOBBER See, now this right here is what I'm talking about.
HICCUP Mild calibration issue.
GOBBER Hiccup. If you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you need to stop all...
Gobber gestures in Hiccup's general direction.
GOBBER (CONT'D) ... this.
HICCUP (ASTONISHED) But... you just pointed to all of me.
GOBBER Yes! That's it! Stop being all of you.
"What a pep-talk Gobber!" Fishlegs said through his laughs. Gobber just reddened and shifted around in his seat.
HICCUP (THREATENING) Ohhhh...
GOBBER (MIMICKING) Ohhhhh, yes.
HICCUP You, sir, are playing a dangerous game. Keeping this much, raw...Vikingness contained. (BEAT) There will be consequences!
Gobber tosses him a sword.
GOBBER I'll take my chances. Sword. Sharpen. Now.
Hiccup takes it begrudgingly and lobs it onto the grinding wheel. He stews... fantasizing...
"Hiccup can lift a weapon?" Tuffnut asked, looking at the screen dumbfounded.
"Of course I can," Hiccup replied. "I've been Gobber's apprentice since I was five!"
HICCUP (V.O.) One day I'll get out there. Because killing a dragon is everything around here.
Once again, Hiccup lowered his eyes in shame. When had he been so absorbed in not being the village embarrassment, that he lost who he truly was?
All the dragons looked at the puny human in awe. They thought that all vikings were mindless killing machines, but maybe not all of them are.
Vaguely, some of them remembered an auburn haired woman fighting for the dragons, not against them, but they had not seen her on Berk in fifteen years.
EXT. VILLAGE - LOWER PLAINS - CONTINUOUS Nadders land, gathering like seagulls around a seemingly vacant house.
HICCUP (V.O.) A Nadder head is sure to get me at least noticed.
The Nadders clamber onto the building, tearing the roof and walls apart. Sheep pour out and SCATTER.
All the Deadly Nadders in the room looked up, and puffed out their chests.
Elsewhere, hippo-like Gronckles pick drying racks clean of fish and fly off like loaded pelicans.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D) Gronckles are tough. Taking down one of those would definitely get me a girlfriend.
The Gronckles just rumbled happily at being mentioned.
A stealthy, snake-like dragon head peeks over a rooftop, breathing gas into a chimney.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D) A Zippleback? Exotic, exciting. Two heads, twice the status.
A second head pokes through the door and lights it. KABLAM! The two heads fly through the explosion, their necks zipping together to reveal a single body. It flies past Stoick as he climbs to the top of a CATAPULT TOWER.
The left Zippleback heads breathed gas joyously, and the right ones were about to light it, but Hiccup and Astrid both jumped up.
"No!" They yelled in unison, waving their arms at the dragons. The heads closed their mouths and Hiccup and Astrid sat back down, trying to hide the blush that was forming on their cheeks.
CATAPULT OPERATOR They found the sheep!
STOICK (FRUSTRATED) Concentrate fire over the lower bank!
CATAPULT OPERATOR Fire!
Boulders are catapulted at the corralling Nadders... Just as a huge red dragon whips past, spraying the base of the catapult with sticky fire.
HICCUP (V.O.) And then there's the Monstrous Nightmare. Only the best Vikings go after those. They have this nasty habit of setting themselves on fire.
It emerges from the flames, climbing the catapult with a leering, toothy grin.
The Nightmares roared with pleasure at hearing their praise.
STOICK Reload! I'll take care of this.
Stoick takes on the Nightmare, face to hammer. Suddenly, a LOUD BALLISTIC MOANING streaks overhead. The catapult crew ducks.
Hiccup smiled, recognizing Toothless before anyone else. Astrid snuck a glance at Hiccup, to see a crazily joyous grin on his face, and she couldn't help but smile herself.
The rest of the villagers, crouched farther down in their seats. It wasn't real, but they couldn't help but cower in fear due to the deathly sound the beast was associated with.
INT. BLACKSMITH STALL - CONTINUOUS ON HICCUP, looking up from his work, reacting to the same sound.
HICCUP (V.O.) But the ultimate prize is the dragon no one has ever seen. We call it the-
VIKING Night Fury! Get down!
Vikings everywhere take shelter. The moaning sound BUILDS.
EXT. VILLAGE - CATAPULT - CONTINUOUS The Monstrous Nightmare suddenly stops fighting and takes flight. Stoick looks skyward.
STOICK JUMP!
KABOOM! The Catapult EXPLODES as though hit by an artillery shell... sending Stoick and the crew leaping for their lives.
Toothless sat up proudly at seeing his attack, then crouched to the ground in shame. That was Hiccup's village he was attacking.
The other dragons gazed at the Night Fury in awe. This fearsome creature was showing signs of shame for attacking a village. They followed his gaze and found that it rested on the gangly viking, the one they call Hiccup, whom the movie was about.
The black dragon's eyes were full of regret and sorrow. The viking-Hiccup-caught the dragon's gaze, and gave a reassuring smile to the Night Fury. He gave Hiccup a gummy smile in return and sat up again.
The dragons were amazed at this exchange. They'd never seen a human as forgiving or compassionate as this one! They turned their attention back to the screen, with that nagging thought left in their heads.
HICCUP (V.O.) This thing never steals food, never shows itself, and...
The sound recedes, leaving the crippled catapult in flames.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D) ...never misses. (BEAT) No one has ever killed a Night Fury. That's why I'm going to be the first.
"Like Useless could even catch a glimpse of the Night Fury, let alone kill it." Snotlout said, his voice mocking.
Hiccup felt like he was going to throw up at that statement, despite the irony. His stomach churned as he glared at his past self.
That was not who he was, or ever was. He just wished that everyone could see that on their own.
IN THE STALL Gobber trades his hammer for an axe.
GOBBER Man the fort, Hiccup, they need me out there!
Gobber pauses. Turns with a threatening glare.
GOBBER (CONT'D) Stay. Put. There. You know what I mean.
"I'm not a dog Gobber!" Hiccup yelled playfully at his mentor. Gobber looked at Hiccup with a smile.
"Then why do I have to treat you like one?" He called back.
Gobber charges into the fray, HOLLERING. ON HICCUP, a smirk crosses his face.
"You never listen do ya?" Stoick asked exasperated.
"No, but how would you know?" Hiccup countered.
"You never listen to me no mater what I do." Stoick fixed his gaze on the ground in shame. What Hiccup said was true, and Stoick knew it. He just wished he could change it.
EXT. VILLAGE - MOMENTS LATER WHAM! Hiccup pushes his wheeled contraption through a wall of clustered Vikings. He weaves through the ongoing mayhem, as fast as his legs can carry him.
VIKING #6 (O.S.) Hiccup, where are you going!
VIKING #7 Come back here!
HICCUP I know. Be right back!
ON THE PLAIN BELOW The Nadders have cornered the house-full of sheep. They close in, ready to spring upon them. Stoick suddenly appears, HURLING FISHING NETS over them. The surprised Nadders are caught. Stoick and his men rush in. A Nadder blasts a hole through its net. Stoick leaps onto it, clamping his thick arms around its head, forcing its jaws shut.
STOICK Mind yourselves! The devils still have some juice in them.
Hiccup bristled at the word "devils", and Astrid glared at the on-screen Stoick. The Deadly Nadders were her favorite species of dragons.
ON THE PLAIN ABOVE Hiccup reaches a cliff overlooking the smoking CATAPULT and drops the handles to the ground. He cranks several levers, unfolding and then cocking the bowed arms of his contraption. He drops a bola onto a chamber and then pivots the weapon on a gimbal head toward the dark sky. He listens, with his eye pressed to the scope, hand poised on the trigger. He hears the NIGHT FURY approaching... and turns his aim to the defense tower. It closes in for the final strike, completely camouflaged in the night.
HICCUP (TO HIMSELF) Come on. Give me something to shoot at, give me something to shoot at.
KABLAM! The tower topples. The blast of fire illuminates the dragon for a split second. Hiccup pulls the trigger. KERTHUNK! The flexed arms SNAP forward, springing the weapon off the ground. The bola disappears into the sky, followed by a WHACK and a SCREECH.
The villagers were quiet for a second, then burst out in loud cries of joy. That's why the Night Fury hadn't attacked since that night! The cursed dragon was dead.
As they celebrated, Hiccup silently cried. That was the night that Hiccup robbed his best friend of his power to fly. He looked to Toothless, and mouthed the words 'I'm sorry'.
Toothless seemed to understand, because he proudly flashed his tail and harness to Hiccup, showing that Hiccup was forgiven.
HICCUP (CONT'D) (surprised, then elated) Oh I hit it! Yes, I hit it! Did anybody see that?
Hiccup's victory is short-lived. A Monstrous Nightmare appears, slithering up over the lip of the cliff.
HICCUP (CONT'D) Except for you.
The vikings laughed at Hiccup's joke. Who knew that he was this funny even in the face of danger? Hiccup, however, just replayed that memory in his mind. It was terrifying.
ON STOICK, holding down the netted Nadders. He hears a familiar HOLLER and looks up to see... HICCUP running through the PLAZA, SCREAMING, with the NIGHTMARE fast on his heels. Alarmed, Stoick abandons the Nadders and runs off.
STOICK (to his men, re: the NADDERS) DO NOT let them escape!
IN THE PLAZA Vikings scatter as Hiccup dodges a near fatal blast. The Nightmare's sticky, Napalm-like fire splashes up onto buildings, setting them alight. Hiccup ducks behind the last standing brazier - the only shelter available. The Nightmare blasts it, spraying fire all around him. Hiccup peers around the smoldering post. No sign of the Nightmare. He turns back to find it leering at him, blocking his escape. It takes a deep breath. Hiccup is finished. Suddenly, Stoick LEAPS between them, tackling the Nightmare to the ground. They tumble and wrestle, resuming their earlier fight. The Nightmare tries to toast him, but only coughs up smoke.
STOICK (CONT'D) You're all out.
He smashes the Nightmare repeatedly in the face, driving it away. It takes to the air and disappears. Winded, Stoick turns to Hiccup.
HICCUP (V.O.) Oh, and there's one more thing you need to know...
The burnt brazier pole collapses, sending the massive iron basket crashing. It bounces down the hill, destroying as it goes and scattering the Vikings who were holding down the netted Nadders. The freed dragons escape... with several sheep in tow.
HICCUP (CONT'D) Sorry, dad.
EXT. VILLAGE - UPPER PLAZA - CONTINUOUS The escaped Nadders fly past with sheep in their clutches. The raid is over. The dragons have clearly won. The murmuring crowd eyes Stoick, awaiting his response.
HICCUP (SHEEPISH) Okay, but I hit a Night Fury.
Stoick, knowing what happens next, frowns at himself. He never did listen to Hiccup did he? How many other things that he passed off as lies, were actually true?
"Have I ever lied to you?" Hiccup asked, his voice quiet. He got no response from the multitude of vikings and dragons.
Stoick grabs Hiccup by the back scruff of his collar and hauls him away, fuming with embarrassment.
HICCUP (CONT'D) It's not like the last few times, Dad. I mean I really actually hit it. You guys were busy and I had a very clear shot. It went down, just off Raven Point. Let's get a search party out there, before it-
STOICK -STOP! Just...stop.
Stoick glared at his on-screen self, knowing very well what he said to Hiccup that night. He wished he could take it all back, and get to know the brave viking that is his son.
He releases Hiccup. Everyone goes silent, staring expectantly.
STOICK (CONT'D) Every time you step outside, disaster follows. Can you not see that I have bigger problems? Winter's almost here and I have an entire village to feed!
Hiccup looks around. All eyes are upon him.
HICCUP Between you and me, the village could do with a little less feeding, don't ya think?
A few rotund Vikings stir self-consciously.
The bigger vikings looked down at their stomachs self-consciously, while Hiccup continued to be hurt deeper and deeper with each word his father uttered. Hearing it once was enough, but twice?
STOICK This isn't a joke, Hiccup! (EXASPERATED) Why can't you follow the simplest orders?
HICCUP I can't stop myself. I see a dragon and I have to just... kill it, you know? It's who I am, Dad.
"That is not who I am." Hiccup yelled, his face red with anger and hurt. The villagers stared at Hiccup in awe. They thought he wanted to kill dragons with them.
STOICK You are many things, Hiccup. But a dragon killer is not one of them.
"Glad we agree on one thing." Hiccup said, his voice tired and weary.
Stung, Hiccup looks around to see many nods of agreement.
STOICK (CONT'D) Get back to the house. (TO GOBBER) Make sure he gets there. I have his mess to clean up.
Stoick lumbers off in the opposite direction. Gobber leads Hiccup through the walk of shame. They pass the teen fire brigade as they snicker.
TUFFNUT Quite the performance.
SNOTLOUT I've never seen anyone mess up that badly. That helped!
HICCUP Thank you, thank you. I was trying, so...
Hiccup avoids Astrid's glare and heads up toward a large house, standing prominently on the hill above the others.
Tuffnut felt some guilt at that statement, while Snotlout felt just a twinge, but Astrid felt the worst. She nearly yelled at herself for everything she did.
HICCUP (CONT'D) I really did hit one.
GOBBER Sure, Hiccup.
HICCUP He never listens.
GOBBER Well, it runs in the family.
HICCUP And when he does, it's always with this... disappointed scowl. Like someone skimped on the meat in his sandwich. (MIMICKING STOICK) Excuse me, barmaid. I'm afraid you brought me the wrong offspring. I ordered an extra large boy with beefy arms. Extra guts and glory on the side. This here. This is a talking fish bone.
The villagers laughed despite the sadness of the scene. Hiccup's impression was spot on. Stoick just looked at his son sorrowfully. Did he really see himself that way? He couldn't help but feel that he was the one who caused it.
GOBBER You're thinking about this all wrong. It's not so much what you look like. It's what's inside that he can't stand. Beat.
"Another great pep-talk Gobber." Fishlegs said, his smile barely reaching his eyes.
HICCUP Thank you, for summing that up.
They reach the doorway.
GOBBER Look, the point is, stop trying so hard to be something you're not.
Hiccup SIGHS heavily.
HICCUP I just want to be one of you guys.
Alright. Everyone felt like dragon dung after that one. Hiccup just wanted to be accepted, and here they were making him feel inferior. No one spoke, as Hiccup sneered.
"FYI, I never want to be one of you guys." He said. despite his venomous words, no one could feel angry at him. Except Snotlout, who never even felt sorry for him.
Gobber eyes him sympathetically. Hiccup turns and goes through the front door. And straight out the back door. He hurries ;) off into the woods, determined.
"Oh boy." Ruffnut said, rolling her eyes. The vikings agreed with her statement.
Things were definitely going to be different.
Next chapter out ASAP. Till next time!
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