Opening credits roll, followed by a shot of the village of Berk in the daytime

"Wow, Berk looks different," Hiccup commented.

"It's a good different though. I mean it looks livelier, and more at peace." Fishlegs said to Hiccup who nodded in response.

"This... is Berk. The best kept secret this side of, well, anywhere. Granted, it may not look like much, but this wet heap of rock packs more than a few surprises."

"Was that Hiccup?" Snotlout questioned no one in particular. The dragon riders just stared at the screen, wondering how this was even possible.

On a cluster of sheep, hiding nervously between buildings as shadows of passing dragons race by. The group moves as one, receding into a shadowy alley, pushing one sheep out into the light. It's suddenly snatched and carried into the air!

"What's going on?" Astrid asked Hiccup who shrugged in response.

"I have no idea Astrid. I know as much as you do"

"Life here is amazing, just not for the faint of heart. See, where most folks enjoy hobbies like whittling or needlepoint, we Berkians prefer a little something we like to call–"

WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH! A wash of vibrant colours blurs by. Dragons Barrel past at a dizzying speed. Their riders swipe, kick, and roll into one another while they weave neck in neck between the houses, docks and revamped structures of Berk.

"DRAGON RACING!"

"Oh that's so cool!" Tuffnut exclaimed.

"I bet I win every race" Snotlout said, attempting to bulge his non-existent biceps.

"Uh no! I bet I will win every game!" Ruffnut proclaimed.

"What no! I will!" Tuffnut said, glaring at his sister.

"Guys same dragon" Hiccup said, pinching the bridge of his nose. Honestly, how many times does he have to remind them that they share a dragon?

"WHOOOOOOO!" Fishlegs exclaims.

Fishlegs, who is now 20 and even larger, rides Meatlug who carries the sheep in her claws, until Snotlout, also 20, but every bit as juvenile, and Hookfang, side-check them to steal their sheep.

"Snotlout that was mine!" Fishlegs said, glaring at the sheep stealer.

"Not anymore" Snotlout replies with a smug grin plastered on his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Fishlegs! Did you want that?" Snotlout says, grinning.

Fishlegs glares at Snotlout.

"No, Snotlout! That was mine!"

"Hah! I told you I'd win every game" Snotlout says, smugly.

Snotlout falls back toward Ruffnut and Tuffnut, who lag on their Hideous Zippleback, Barf and Belch.

"Here ya go, babe."

"What am I doing calling Ruffnut 'babe?'"

"No clue but I'm glad you're not calling me that anymore" Astrid said, grinning.

With a chivalrous grin, Snotlout tosses the sheep to Ruffnut. She snatches it with a sneer and a grumble.

"Did I tell you that you look amazing today? 'Cause you do."

"Are you kidding me?! This idiot has a crush on me?" Ruffnut said, annoyed that now she's the target of the Jorgenson's flirting antics.

"Ew, who would have a crush on you" Tuffnut retorts, resulting in his sister hitting the back of his head.

"Ugh. Come on, Barf. It's starting to stink around here. " Ruffnut says in disgust.

Barf starts to peel off, spewing gas. Tuffnut mocks Snotlout with a mugging grin.

"Nope. Still hates you. Let's blow this place, Belch! Alright!"

Belch ignites the gas, sparking a flashy explosion, and leaving Snotlout behind in the smoke. As they rush past the main bleachers, Ruffnut drops her sheep into one of five baskets suspended over a chasm at the lap crossing. Each backboard bears an image of its corresponding dragon. The Barf/Belch basket filled to the brim with sheep. Presiding over the game, Stoick turns to the frenzied crowd.

"Ha-ha! That's nine for the Twins, Astrid lags with three, and Fishlegs and Snotlout trail with NONE!"

"Why aren't I there?" Hiccup asked no one in particular.

Stoick eyes an empty basket at the far end, its backboard painted with an image of Toothless.

"And Hiccup is... nowhere to be found. Hm."

"I guess I don't know either" Stoick said, quivering his eyebrow at Gobber who shrugged helplessly in response.

"Scared him off with the big talk, didn't ya, Stoick?" Gobber says, appearing into the scene to look at the chief.

"What big talk?" Astrid questioned.

"No clue," Hiccup responded.

"Do you know what I'm talking about Stoick?" Gobber asked, meeting Stoick's thoughtful gaze.

"I think I do," Stoick said, his eyebrows knitting together.

Snotlout, still smouldering from the blast, gets clipped from behind. Astrid, rolls in, astride Stormfly, spirited and competitive as ever, and beautiful despite herself.

"What are you doing, Snotlout?! They're going to win now!" Astrid said, shouting at Snotlout.

"She's my princess! Whatever she wants, she gets!" Snotlout said, confidently.

"I am not your princess Snotlout!'" Ruffnut said in disgust.

"I am so happy he doesn't flirt with me anymore," Astrid said to Hiccup, quiet enough to not let anyone else hear her.

Hiccup chuckled in response and leaned closer to Astrid and said "I can tell, you've been smiling for the past five minutes."

Astrid let out a small smirk, "And how do you know that? Have you been staring at me for five minutes then?" She teased.

"Maybe I have, maybe I haven't. You'll never know" Hiccup said, teasing her back and giving his attention back to the screen.

"Ruffnut?! Didn't she try to bury you alive?!" Astrid said, disbelief written on her face.

"Only for a few hours!"

"We have to do that when we get home," Ruffnut said excitedly to her brother who nodded enthusiastically in response.

"Dragons used to be a bit of a problem here. But that was five years ago. Now, they've all moved in. And, really, why wouldn't they?"

The racers chase each other through a sprawling hangar and into a vast cave, teeming with colourfully painted dragon stables. They exit through the far side and circle back through the village, blasting past many of its dragon-friendly additions.

"We have custom stables... all-you-can-eat feeding stations... a full-service dragon wash... Even top-of-the-line fire prevention, if I do say so myself."

"Wow, the village really has changed," Fishlegs said happily.

In the village, a baby Gronckle sneezes, accidentally setting one of the Viking houses aflame. Astrid peels away from the other dragon racers, and yanks open a spout on the overhead network of aqueducts, dousing the flames with a surge of water. Back to Stoick, amused as he watches the racers round the island, searching for sheep. He turns to Gobber and nods.

"It's time, Gobber."

"Righty-ho!" Gobber turns to the crowd and says "Last lap!"

A horn sound catches the racers attention and they all turn to each other, excited.

"The Black Sheep! Come on, Stormfly! We can still win this thing!"

"Come on, Barf!"

"Let's go!"

"Go, Meatlug!"

"Oh this is getting good," Snotlout said, leaning in his seat towards the screen.

Gobber loads the Black Sheep onto a catapult.

"Whooo-hooo!"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

Gobber turns to the black sheep and says "This is your big moment. Have a nice flight!"

He pulls the trigger, launching the Black Sheep into the air. Astrid spots it and steers Stormfly into a steep climb toward it.

"Up, up, up!"

In a flash, Fishlegs and Meatlug fly in and nab the sheep.

"NO!" Astrid said in protest

"YES! Good job, Meatlug!"

"Yeah Meatlug" Fishleg said, jumping in his seat

Fishlegs tosses his captured prize to Ruffnut.

"Here you go, darling! Mine's worth ten!" Fishlegs says, smiling at Ruffnut.

"Wait what?!" All of the dragon riders shouted.

"You guys are fighting for Ruffnut?!" Astrid said, disbelief all over her face.

"I can't believe this," Hiccup said, shaking his head and trying to hide his laugh.

"This is the worst! What is future me doing?" Snotlout said, cursing at the screen.

"You? What about me! Why do I like Ruffnut" Fishlegs said to Snotlout, while gesturing to the person in question.

"Haha! Guess you guys couldn't resist all this" Ruffnut said, waving a hand down her body.

The boys look at her in disgust.

"Yeah! The Black Sheep!"

"You guys are fighting for Ruffnut?!"

"I'm totally winning!"

"We're winning together!"

"I can't believe this," Fishlegs muttered.

She rams Barf into Meatlug, sending Fishlegs into an uncontrolled spin. He slams into Snotlout, sending their dragons tumbling head over tail. The crowd goes wild.

"Oh, no!" Snotlout

"Whoo-hoo! No one can stop me now!" Ruffnut says.

"Except for me. We're attached, genius! Quit trying–" Tuffnut says, trying to get the black sheep from his sister.

He grabs at the sheep. Ruffnut fights back, inciting a tug-of-war.

"Hey!"

"-to steal all my glory!"

Astrid and Stormfly fly toward them. Astrid stands on Stormfly's back, keeping her balance.

"Get 'em, Astrid!" The chief cheered.

"It's MY glory!" Tuffnut says, pulling the sheep to his side

"Always ruining EVERYTHING!" Ruffnut says, trying to pull the sheep away from her brother.

"NO SHEEP, NO GLORY!" Tuffnut yells.

Astrid leaps off of Stormfly, runs up Belch's spindly neck, and plucks the Black Sheep from the Twins' hands.

Astrid: Gotcha! Ha-ha!

She tumbles through the air onto Stormfly, sticking a perfect landing, the Black Sheep in hand.

"Woohoo!" Astrid cheered.

"Whoa!" Tuffnut says, shocked

"Astrid!" Ruffnut says angrily.

"Well played! Ha, ha, ha!" Stoick cheers. He turns to the crowd and says

"That's my future daughter-in-law!"

"Dad!" Hiccup exclaimed, a blush creeping on his face.

"It's true though," Stoick says, a happy smile on his face.

Hiccup glanced at Astrid who looked like she wanted to punch someone.

"Ignore him, Astrid" Hiccup said, attempting to be comforting.

Astrid smiled at him and looked back towards the screen. 'I don't want to ignore him though' she thought.

"Whoo-hoo!"

Back to Astrid on Stormfly, eyeing the fast-approaching finish line, unaware as Fishlegs suddenly rams Meatlug into Stormfly, sending Astrid off-course. She recovers and sees Snotlout flying headlong toward her, war hammer cocked, aiming at Astrid.

"Uh, excuse me!"

"Snotlout!" Practically everyone in the hall shouts.

"Stormfly!"

Snotlout hurls his hammer. Astrid ducks and rolls Stormfly out of the way. The hammer catches Fishlegs in the face with a CLANG. The crowd collectively winces.

"Oh!"

Astrid and Stormfly recover from their roll, loop over the water, and they blast past the finish line, dunking the Black Sheep into their basket.

"That's thirteen! Astrid takes the game!" Stoick declares.

A shot shows two white sheep in the basket staring surprised at the Black Sheep's bottom.

The crowd comes unhinged. Astrid flies over the crowd, basking in her victory.

"Yeah! Ooh-ooh!"

"Yep. Berk is pretty much perfect. All of my hard work has paid off. And it's a good thing, too, because with Vikings on the backs of dragons, the world just got a whole lot bigger." Hiccup says.

"Who are you speaking to?" Fishlegs said, turning to face Hiccup's own questioning look.

"I've got no idea Fishlegs" Hiccup replied.

"I wonder what you look like, I bet I'm way more handsome," Snotlout said, boastfully.

"I highly doubt that Snotty." Ruffnut said, coming to Hiccup's defence which made Hiccup glance questioning at her.

"I mean, puberty hit him like a brick" She said, as if that answered everything.

"Hit me like a brick?" Hiccup asked her.

"Yeah you know," She shrugged. "You went from this short, weird looking twig to a tall, hot guy" She said nonchalantly. Hiccup blushed at this and looked at the floor, not meeting anyone's eye.

"My sisters right," Tuffnut said, and nearly all of the dragon riders agreed with him.

"I didn't look weird, did I?" Hiccup said doubtfully, looking at Astrid who hadn't said a word.

"I thought you were kinda cute" She said, not meeting anyone's eye at her words.

"Oh-uh ok" Hiccup stammered, having no idea what to say. The rest of the dragon riders looked at the two with a smirk on their faces and Fishlegs gestured to the screen and said,

"Let's keep watching guys"