How to Train Your Dragon: the Novelization

Bonus Chapter: Legend of the Boneknapper Dragon; Gobber's Tall Tales

Two Weeks Later

Berk

Night

Gobber's blacksmith house was lit ablaze, as the flames danced on the rooftop. The Vikings were working as fast as they could to put it out. After a few weeks of peace after the War had ended, they would have thought that all their troubles had been over. But this just proved to show you or others, no trouble ever ended just like that. Luckily, for the Vikings of Berk, the Hairy Hooligans knew that their lives were basically an occupational hazard.

"Fire!" one of the Firefighting Vikings shouted. "Get the buckets!"

"What happened?" one of the Vikings shouted out in question.

The others rushed in with buckets to help put out the fire. Above them, soaring through the night skies, were the Dragons from the Helheim Gate Dragon Nest. However, they didn't attack like they usually did when they raided for food. Things were different now that they were living with the Vikings in peace. Instead of attacking, several Dragons were swooping down towards the ocean and scooping up water with giant buckets. They were helping to put out the fire.

Among the crowd, giving orders, Stoick and Draco stood side by side, overseeing the firefight. Stoick shouted, "The Wind is shifting! Fire brigade, move on!" He looked upward and saw Astrid, riding her Nadder, Valkeryie, along with other Nadders to put out the fire, "Bring the Nadders in from the south!"

"I'm on it," she shouted as she swooped on down.

The Nadders quickly dumped the buckets and barrels down on the fire, doing their best to put it out as they flew on by. Next were the Nightmares, who swooped down to add more water, with Snotlout and his Nightmare, Fireworm, to lead them.

Draco looked and saw Fishlegs, with his Gronkle, Horrorcow, along with other Gronkles. "Gronkles, aim for the roof!" they did so as they watered the roof, and hovered on by.

Then, swooping at high speed, they heard the familiar high pitched wind blowing. This gave the warning, as one of the Vikings shouted, "NIGHT FURY!"

And with a swift swoop down, a massive splash of water swooped in, as Toothless and Hiccup flew in to do their job. The Night Fury landed, as Hiccup hopped off, as Stoick saw that the fire was dying out. "Good work," he complimented as Hiccup ran over to his father and mentor's side, "Just a few more spots left, and this fire will die down."

Hiccup stopped to them both, as Toothless followed along with him, looking around. "Where's Gobber?" Hiccup asked, looking worried for his Blacksmith master's safety, "Is he still inside?"

"Haven't seen him," Draco answered as he looked around, trying to find the veteran around.

"Can't find him is more like it," Stoick answered, also unable to see any sign of his friend either.

"I'm right here!" Gobber answered, as everyone looked at the Blacksmith house. There, Gobber was fine, as he was loading a wagon up with most of his attachment weapons, while he currently had his harpoon hook attachment on. He looked to everyone, infuriated about something as he pushed the wagon out, rambling on, "That sneaky devious beast is not gonna get away with this. Not this time! Oooh, he's gonna pay for this one. Oh, yes he will!"

"Gobber," Stoick called out to his friend as he was walking to them, "What happened here? What started the fire?"

"What's it look like?" Gobber spat out, as mad as he was, "A dragon swooped on in, and set my house on fire. With me in it!"

The teens gathered around, including their dragons, as they looked to the Dragon Trainer in a confused stupor. Even the dragons seemed confused by this, as Draco asked, "What are you talking about?"

"For thirty-five years this thing has been hunting me down," Gobber blabbered out, as his rage was becoming more of annoyance than fury, "He could attack me on the battlefield, he can attack me on a ship, by Steppenwolf's gut, he could attack me while I'm on the toilet and I'll fight him with my pants down…"

"I doubt anyone would want to see that," Astrid remarked as she stopped at Hiccup's side.

"… but to attack me on my home and island? Now that's the last straw," Gobber shouted as he looked up at the night sky, shaking his hook up in the air, "You've gone too far this time! We end this now! You hear me, you ugly bag of bones?"

At hearing that last part, Stoick sighed in mental exhaustion, as he rubbed his temple. Draco, who looked at the Viking chief's behavior, asked, "What is he talking about?"

"Yeah, Dad," Hiccup asked equally confused, "Our dragons don't do that anymore."

Stoick stopped rubbing his head long enough to sigh, and answer the two, "Nah, he's not talking about one of our dragons." he then looked to Gobber, and lectured him to reason, "Gobber. For thirty-five years, I've put up with this tall tale of yours, but no more. You've got to face facts: there is no such thing as…"

"A Boneknapper?" Gobber finished, looking at his friend telling him it did exist.

All the other Vikings just groaned at this, not believing in the veteran's answer. The teens looked at him in confusion about this, but Fishlegs seemed to psyched up about it. "Wait, a what," Syn asked.

"A Bone-what?" Ruffnut asked.

"A What-knapper?" Tuffnut asked.

Turning towards the teens, Gobber walked over as he explained, "A Boneknapper. A disgusting, foul, and monstrous dragon beast," and pointed to Draco, "About his height, so to speak," and then went back to the description, "It's called the Boneknapper due to the fact that it wears a coat of stolen bones, like a giant, flying skeleton."

"Ooh! Ooh! I've read about that in the Dragon Manual," Fishlegs eagerly confessed, "The Boneknapper is located in the Mystery Section, due to the fact no one's ever seen one. The Manual says that the Boneknapper won't stop at nothing to find the perfect bone to build its coat of armor. It's. Just. Awesome!"

"Come on. It's a myth," Stoick argued, looking skeptical at his friend, "It doesn't even exist."

"Well, actually…" Draco began as all the Vikings looked to him, "It does."

"Oh, not you too, Draco," Stoick nearly whined out.

"It does," Draco defended, "The only reason no one's ever seen one is due to their armor. They mostly spend their time on abandoned battlefields or graveyards, digging through corpses to find the bones they need."

"See? At least the Fleece believes me in that this beast is real," Gobber went on as he looked to the teens, their dragons, his friend and Draco, "But this Boneknapper has been hunting me down most of my life. Ever since I was a teenager. It's what started the fire."

"Stoick," one of the Vikings ran up, catching the chief's attention. The Viking had a stick, holding up a pair of flaming underwear, as he explained, "We found Gobber's underpants hanging over the stove. We think these might've started the fire."

This earned a huge roaring laugh from the village, including the dragons, as Stoick, who wiped away a tear, asked, "Still think the Boneknapper did this, or just your underpants?"

"I don't think! I know!" Gobber defended, "This Dragon has been hunting me its whole life, and somehow he's found me again. This thing is pure evil, it is."

Stoick just sighed as he shook his head, "Gobber, it's late. And we're all too tired to hear anymore of you tall tale stories."

"Fine, I'll hunt it down myself," Gobber huffed, and went to his wagon, "I'm putting an end to this feud once and for all." he then wheeled over to where a lamb was, where the trail to the docks were, "C'mon, Phil. We don't need their help for this." and then he and the lamb, named Phil, made their way down to the docks.

Everyone else were getting ready to go home and go to bed. The only one who watched Gobber leave was Hiccup, who looked in concern for his Blacksmith teacher. In truth, he thought he was just as crazy, but felt sorry for him, because no one, aside from Draco, believed that this Boneknapper was more than just a mere legend. He then felt Toothless nudge him, as he looked to his dragon. The dragon gave him a tilt of his head, pointing to where Gobber was going, and looked down the path. Sighing, Hiccup nodded.

Astrid, who walked over to him, knew that smirk on her boyfriend's face as she sighed, "You're going after him, aren't you?"

Hiccup sighed as he crossed his arms, "I can't let him do this by himself." taking a deep breath, he looked around, seeing the others still there, and gave out a half-smirk, "Alright, Vikings, grab your shields and weapons. We're going hunting."

The Viking teens cheered at this, high-fiving one another, but Snotlout wasn't the most enthusiastic about this, "There's no way I'm getting on a boat to go after a fake dragon."

The Next Morning

The teens, including Snotlout, where halfway towards heading to the Helheim Gates. They were on a boat with Gobber, ordering them with every row and stroke of the paddles. Toothless was with them, doing his part, by using one of his wings as a paddle, rowing along with them. Though at this point, the teens weren't really sure what was gonna kill them first. The non-unsure fake Boneknapper, or Gobber's rowing orders.

"Stroke," Gobber continued to order as he steered the ship, "C'mon, put your backs into it, you lazy dogs! Stroke! C'mon, you're not even trying!"

"If this keeps up, one of us will have a stroke," Syn joked, though the strain of rowing prevented her to chuckle or smile from it.

"Well, isn't this great?" Hiccup tried to lighten the mood, "We got the team back together again, going on another adventure to the Helheim Gates…" he shrugged, "Yep. This is pretty cool."

"Yep," Snotlout sarcastically commented, "Nothing cooler than rowing until your hands bleed."

"I just want you kids to know that it touches my heart," Gobber confessed getting all choked up, "You helping me slay the Boneknapper," and pointed to Toothless, "You too, boy." and sniffled a bit, "True Vikings, you all are."

"Gobber," Ruffnut grunted as she rowed, "Are we there yet?"

"Oh, you'll know when you hear the bone-chilling screams," Fishlegs answered as he explained, "Legend has it that this dragon's roar is so fierce, it's known to melt flesh right off the bone."

"There's something I haven't figured out," Astrid asked as she looked to Gobber, "If what you said is true about the Boneknapper, how come you were never ready for it? I mean, its roar had to have been a dead giveaway when it was nearby."

"Well, that's the thing Astrid," Gobber pointed out as he explained to them all, "The Boneknapper doesn't have a roar at all. That's why he's so deadly." he narrowed his eyes as he made it evident the dragon they were hunting down was dangerous, "He's a silent killer."

"Wait," Syn asked, feeling a little scared about this, "So if we don't hear a roar, or much less anything… we're dead?"

That caused everyone to stop what they were doing, even Toothless, and look around. It was silent as they looked around, trying to find any sign of a dragon that would attack them. The only audible sound that was heard was the creaking of the boat they were on, and the small splashes of the waves softly hitting the side of the ship. If this Boneknapper was a silent dragon, then death would be not far from them at all.

"I don't hear anything," Tuffnut replied in a whisper.

Syn rolled her eye as she sarcastically huffed, "Wow, really?"

"BAAAH!"

"AAAAAH!" everyone shouted, as they looked behind them, and saw Phil, merely munching on some of the supplies. This earned a sigh of relief from everyone, but they all heard Gobber chuckle at the small spook.

"Good one, Phil," Gobber chuckled, but stopped as he looked eager to tell a tale, "Ho-eh. Did I ever tell you the time I first met, the Boneknapper?"

"No, but I'm pretty sure you're gonna tell us anyway," Hiccup sighed.

Thirty-Five Years Ago

Off the Coast of Iceland

"I was a young lad, about your age, on summer vacation with my family."

A Viking ship was crossing the icy waters of the ice and mountainous iceberg landscape of Iceland… in summer. There, aboard the ship, a mighty blonde haired Viking, with Gobber's mustache, and wearing a bear pelt over his shoulders, and a serious glint in his eyes. Next to him, a Viking woman who was using a shield to sunbathe was by his side as the male Viking rowed. These were the parents of Gobber, who was in the back rowing.

The young Gobber was of Fishlegs and Snotlout's build, and wore his usual attire even as an adult. Only he didn't have the mustache, fake tooth, and he had his left hand and right foot.

"That's when I heard the call of nature."

His face scrunched up and his legs crossed one another, as he groaned out, "Dad, pull over."

The ship did so, but as Gobber hopped off, racing to do his business, his dad called out, "Didn't I tell you to go before we left?"

After he had finished his business, far away from his father's ship, and armed with only his axe, young Gobber was on his way back to the boat. But he stopped as soon as he spotted an ice wall. Immediately, he ran over to it and was in complete awe at what he was looking at. Frozen into the wall, an army of Vikings were in clear display; from what they were fighting before, no one knew.

"I saw an army of Vikings, frozen in battle."

Then Gobber stopped as he saw their leader, holding out a small golden treasure chest, with the design of a dragon skeleton on it.

"And from one of the Vikings, I saw in his hands, a small golden treasure chest."

A gleam in the boy's eyes was shown, as a small smile spread on his face.

"I knew I had to have it."

He roared out as he chopped at the ice, until he made a hole big enough. He reached in and pulled out the chest, and opened it. The contents seemed to glow as Gobber's eyes were as wide as saucers, and his smile didn't disappear.

"I reached in and pulled out the chest. It was the most beautiful thing I ever saw."

Then suddenly, a hand grabbed his right arm, surprising Gobber. He looked and saw that the hand came from the frozen Viking… who was still alive. Clutching his hand, the frozen Viking punched Gobber in the face, causing his tooth to get knocked out.

"But the Frozen Viking was still alive! And he punched me right in the face."

"Argh! My tooth," Young Gobber groaned as he felt his tooth gone.

But the Frozen Viking pointed upward, getting Gobber's attention. The boy looked up, and was nearly frozen in fear.

"And there it was. I didn't even hear it coming until it was too late."

A monstrous silhouette flew in, for Young Gobber to see it.

"The Boneknapper."

Young Gobber dodged out of the way, before the Boneknapper swooped into grab him. But missing, the dragon smashed into the frozen wall, creating an avalanche that Gobber had to run away from. Ice, snow, and Frozen Vikings were coming towards him, including the still airborne dragon, who swooped in again. But Gobber ducked in time to evade the dragon's reach. He crashed into the ground, letting go of the chest, as it hit the water. Gobber spotted it, and ran to the edge of the icy landscape. He reached in and saved the treasure from sinking.

Unfortunately, the same frozen Viking from before, was floating there, and punched Gobber in the face again.

The Boneknapper suddenly appeared behind him, snatching the chest along with Gobber still holding onto it.

"The Boneknapper wanted that treasure. But I wanted it more."

The two were heading straight into an ice wall, with a small crack big enough for someone to fit into it. Seeing this, Gobber was able to snatch free, and flew through the hole. The Boneknapper smashed into the wall, as Gobber sped through the ice. On the other side, a ramp was made from the ice, that sent Gobber flying back, and crashed into the boat, to where his parents awaited his return.

Unaware of what had happened, his father asked, "What took you so long?"

Gobber, not wanting to tell of the tale, hid the treasure chest, and merely chuckled in nervousness.

Present

Gobber chuckled from the memory of that fateful day. The other Vikings, looked at him with slight disbelief and confusion at this. Even Toothless seemed a bit skeptic about this, as his left ear drooped to his side and a cocked eyebrow was shown.

Breaking the silence, Snotlout, who didn't believe it, asked, "You expect us to believe that a frozen Viking punched you in the face?"

Gobber shrugged, "Yeah. Twice."

Astrid looked to Hiccup for an answer, but all he did was shrug and looked to everyone in defense for Gobber, "Hey, it could happen."

"What do you mean, 'it could'?" Gobber asked as he defended, "It did happen!"

"Gobber, I hate to be a stickler for details," Fishlegs started, "But Boneknappers are not silent."

"I know what I didn't hear, Fishlegs," Gobber stated.

As the veteran Viking warrior was going on, Syn sighed as she looked over the side. Then, she went wide eye as she saw them, slowly approaching the shores of the Helheim Gate Dragon Nest island. She turned around and saw no one noticing this, as Gobber was going on about how he could sniff danger approaching. "Um, guys?" she called out, trying to get their attention, but not succeeding.

"… I have a sixth sense for danger."

"Guys."

"I can smell it approaching."

"Guys, we're gonna hit…"

SLAM!

The ship crashed into the rocky shore, as nearly everyone was tossed around. With Toothless's tail on her head, Syn pushed it aside, as she groaned, "Land, ho."

Astrid got up, and looked over the side, "Um, I taste rock over here."

Toothless got up, and groaned, and looked what was in his mouth. Somehow, bones had gotten in there, as he spat them out immediately. That caught everyone's attention as they looked at where Toothless was looking at. There, alongside the shore, were bones, of different creatures and dragons, all laid strewn on the sandy and rocky land, to floating on the shoreline. It was evident, they had found the Dragon's graveyard. The supposed home of the Boneknapper Dragon.

Gobber looked in satisfaction for his soon to be revenge, "We're here."

Helheim Shores

Dragon Graveyard

Everyone had gotten off the boats, with all their weapons and shields on them, ready to take anything on. The only thing they couldn't get were the supplies, which they had left on the ship. And the ship, which had all the supplies, was sinking down into the ocean. No supplies, no boat, and no way home… they were trapped.

"Great," Ruffnut huffed as she fastened her double head spear staff to her back, "Now, we're stuck in the middle of nowhere," and rejoined to where everyone else was at this point, which was a clear sandy and rocky circle to which everyone was gearing up, "And to top it all off, no one knows we're even here."

"Except the Boneknapper," Fishlegs replied as he fidgeted with his Battle Hammer, "Legends says that…"

"Hey, you know what Legends also says?" Snotlout asked as he set his Mace to his side, "Stop talking!"

Astrid set her axe down her side as she sat next to Hiccup, who was fastening his Battle Gauntlet with his sword, Fang on his back. "Hiccup, can you and Toothless go back to Berk and get another ship?"

"We could," Hiccup replied, "But without another dragon here, we can't locate you guys by Toothless's sonar alone."

"So then we're stuck here?" Syn asked, panic was laced in her eye as she strapped the last homemade grenade to her belt, "See? This is why I said we get everyone else's dragon to go along with us." she sighed as she plopped on a rock nearby, "I miss Smokescreen already."

"Ah, don't worry, kids," Gobber calmly replied as he sat down, and sharpened his hook with a rock nearby, "I've been stranded on many islands many times."

"Gee, that's reassuring," Hiccup remarked.

Gobber chuckled as he began again, "I think that was the second time the Boneknapper found me again." He sighed, feeling all warm and tingly inside, "You never forget your first shipwreck."

25 Years Ago

Caribbean Isles

A twenty-five year old Gobber stood, looking around for a way off the deserted island that he was on. His hair was mid length, giving him a sort of rocker look to him, and a braided beard, with only a small stubble for a mustache. He had with him his fake rock/metal tooth in place of his missing one.

"I was stranded on an island, with nothing to arm myself but a broom."

He pulled up his left hand, which was now his prosthetic attachment hand… with only a sweep broom attachment. Gobber grumbled at this turn of events as he looked around the small one foot island he was on.

"It was a rather small island. But it wasn't small enough for the Boneknapper to not notice I was on it."

Gobber looked up, and saw the silhouette of the Boneknapper closing in on him.

"It was obvious he never forgave me for snatching the treasure from him."

The Boneknapper missed him as he swooped down to swipe at him. The Boneknapper disappeared into the clouds, but much to Gobber's luck, he spotted it. A much larger island was only a few yards away from him.

"But my luck, there was another island. Unfortunately, I was surrounded by bloodthirsty hammerhead sharks."

Gobber saw the sharks popping up out of the water, waiting to sink their teeth into him. But Gobber had another problem, as the Boneknapper was coming in for another swipe. Gobber smirked confidently, as he jumped out, and started running on the Hammerhead's heads. The sharks that had a chance attacked him, but Gobber was too sharp as he fought them tooth to fist and broom.

"Take that! Watch it! Night-night, Fatty," Gobber called out as he smashed, punched, and swatted his way through the shark-infested waters. When one of the sharks was in front of him, he used his brush to scrub the shark's teeth, "Somebody forgot to brush!" When the shark's teeth were clean, he punched it right in the face.

Gobber leapt towards the island, with the Boneknapper closing in behind him.

"I didn't think I was gonna make it. But suddenly, out from the depths of the ocean, leapt forth…"

A giant Sperm Whale, with hammerhead featured eyes, shot out of the water behind the Boneknapper with his mouth opened, almost about to swallow the dragon whole.

"… a giant Hammerhead Whale!"

Present

Astrid, Hiccup, Toothless, and Fishlegs looked at Gobber, with a slight disbelief at that last part of the story. But the one to break the silence, and believe that part, was Fishlegs, "Whoa! And the Hammerhead Whale swallowed the Boneknapper?"

"Nah, the Boneknapper got away," Gobber answered. "But the whale was close. Then the Boneknapper found me and chased me down a third time in the jungle of the New World. I think this was about twenty years ago…"

20 Years Ago

Guatemala Jungles

A thirty year old Gobber ran through the thick jungle. His mid length hair was braided, he now had a small braided mustache and a braided beard. And this time, his attachment was an old fashioned egg-beater.

"All I had with me at the time, was my trusty eggbeater."

When he spotted the Boneknapper stomping towards him at full speed, he ran for it. He used his eggbeater to clear a path through the jungle. He eggbeater through that forest like crazy, plowing his way through like crazy.

"I cut my way through the jungle, like a jungle cat. But still the Boneknapper was behind me."

The Boneknapper tried to snap at him, but Gobber was proving must faster. He lost it for a moment, as he smacked his way through the clearing. But he stopped as soon as he saw a bush of flowers. He smiled as he plucked one up and sniffed at it.

"Oh, Azaleas," he smiled as he sniffed the flower.

But he stopped as he saw the Boneknapper closing in on him. Then, they came through the clearing, as Gobber ran up to what appeared to be a volcano.

"I ran up the side of a volcano, and courageously leapt over the lava-filled and fiery crater."

Gobber shouted in craziness as he leapt over the open pit of molten lava. The Boneknapper took flight, and was about to snap at Gobber… when something shot out of the volcano.

"Then deep within the volcano, bursting forth was…"

A giant yak with hammerhead features, shot out as he attempted to grab the Boneknapper's tail.

"… a giant Hammerhead Yak!"

Present

"Okay, wait a minute," Tuffnut interrupted.

Everyone had been listening to the story, not believing this last part, except for Fishlegs, who was on edge with it. But Tuffnut was making this evident as he cocked an eyebrow, looking at Gobber like he had lost his mind, "Now you're saying that a giant hammerhead yak, leapt out of a fiery volcano… and ate the Boneknapper?"

"No, that's just ridiculous," Gobber shot out, "Yaks are vegetarians. But aside from that, despite the yak popping up, the Boneknapper got away again." he then looked serious as he went on, "I knew he would come after me again, so I was getting myself ready for the next time he would attack."

18 Years Ago

Snow Covered Mountains of the Highlands

Gobber, now thirty-two years old, with his hair shortened, and his mustache at its now present length, was working hard on the snow-covered Cliffside. He opened up bear traps, and set up a deadfall trap as well, with the weight five times of the target.

"I set up a gauntlet of traps, and waited for the beast to show up."

Gobber sat down, and pulled out his newest attachment… a guitar. And he strung a Spanish tune befitting that of Zorro. He played as he waited for the Boneknapper to show.

"And when he was ready… he charged! And I ran!"

The Boneknapper appeared, and ran towards Gobber. Gobber ran for it, leading the Boneknapper towards the traps as he avoided them. When the Boneknapper ran through them, the traps went off, but didn't stop the dragon.

"But the traps failed to stop him!"

Gobber saw this in shock, but stopped as he realized he reached the edge of the cliff. Trapped, the Boneknapper pinned Gobber down, with no where left to run anymore.

"Trapped, I did what any brave Viking would do."

"Help," Gobber shouted out in a squeaky high-toned voice.

Suddenly, the clouds parted as a muscled Viking, wearing a blue and gold ensemble appeared, with long blonde hair, a mighty horned helmet, and a mighty steel hammer appeared.

"Just then, the Gods must have heard my prayer. Because there, appearing from out of the clouds… it was Thor himself. He hurled a mighty thunderbolt."

Gobber saw the Viking God of Thunder and was in awe. The mighty Thor shot his hammer at the icy ground below, shooting a mighty lightning bolt, only to miss the dragon and hit the ground instead.

"Ah, you missed," Gobber shot back.

But Thor shook his head as he replied, "Wait for it…"

"Then, from the center of the Earth, blasted forth…"

Suddenly, the ground rumbled, and something shot out of the hole…

"… the Hammerhead Yak… riding the Hammerhead Whale!"

And sure enough, the Yak was riding the Hammerhead whale like a bronco. And to make it more weird, the Yak shouted out, "Deploy the Yak!" and morphed his body into a missile, as the whale's blowhole shot him towards the Boneknapper. Near the beast, the Yak smacked, smashed, and beat up the Boneknapper.

Doing a turn in the air, the Whale shot back at the Boneknapper, swallowing it whole, freeing Gobber. As the Viking saw the whale and yak for the last time, the Yak waved him goodbye, and the whale saluted him.

Gobber saluted back, and the two creatures disappeared. Standing back up, Gobber shouted in victory, "YES!" but hunched over as a cracking sound was audible, "Ack! My back!"

Present

The young Vikings, and Night Fury, looked at Gobber, almost as if he had lost his mind… completely… after hearing the latest tale of his encounter with the Boneknapper.

"The whale saluted you?" Fishlegs asked with a cocked eyebrow, unsure if the latest story was true.

"The yak talked?" Syn asked as well.

"Thor came to your rescue?" Astrid asked, not believe this, but asked anyway.

Gobber cackled in excitement, "AHAHA! Can you believe it? But the Boneknapper got away again. He found me on…"

"Oh, just stop it," Syn cried out, not believing this anymore.

"Are you kidding?" Snotlout agreed, "That's the fakest thing I've ever heard."

"You totally made everything up," Ruffnut included.

Then Tuffnut shot out, "You don't even have proof that this dragon even exists."

"Of course I do," Gobber answered, as he stood up, "I still have the treasure I found when I was fifteen. This stunning belt buckle." he lifted the flap of his pants to reveal the buckle that held his pants up. It was a small bone in a stylized T-shape, as Gobber explained, "It was in the treasure chest the frozen Viking had. It's kept my pants up ever since."

"It is stunning," Fishlegs commented.

Hiccup sighed at this whole thing, but Astrid lightly nudged him, getting his attention. The look on her face told him to tell Gobber that they had to get out of there. Nodding, Hiccup walked over as he decided to change his mentor's mind, "Um, Gobber… instead of chasing after an imaginary Dragon, maybe we should all focus on how to get out of here."

"Say no more; I read you loud and clear. Besides, I already have a plan," Gobber replied, seeming to agree with Hiccup, as he stood up and looked around everyone, "Alright! Who wants to be Dragon Bait?" and pointed out in the crowd.

Everyone turned to look behind them, and saw Fishlegs and Phil, whom the latter scooted away, leaving only a surprised Fishlegs.

Thirty Minutes Later

Fishlegs was standing out into the open, in disguise. He was wearing a skull piece with horns that looked a lot like the ones on Gobber's helmet, wearing a bone peg leg, holding a rib in the shape of a hook, and had rope tied around his face to make it look like Gobber's mustache. Above him was a giant ribcage hanging over him by a rope, in which from afar away distance, Phil was by the trip wire that held it up. Behind the rock that held the Ribcage up, Syn was waiting on top of Toothless.

Fishlegs looked to where Gobber was, about five hundred yards from him, and shouted, "Um, Gobber? Are you sure this thing is safe?"

"Ah, Safety is overrated," Gobber stated, and turned his attention to the others that were with him. "Alright, here's the plan: the Boneknapper is after me, right?" he pointed to an open trail, "He comes down that way and sees Fishlegs, who thinks it's me, rushes Fishlegs, causing Phil to trip that rope, by that time, Syn and Toothless will rush in, grab Fishlegs, and the ribcage will come down on the Boneknapper, and we all rush in to finish him off once and for all. When he's dead, we take the rope, lash him and a few more bones together, make a raft out of his carcass, and sail back to Berk."

All the teens looked skeptical at the veteran once again, and Snotlout whispered to Tuffnut, "It's just sad when they get old."

Hiccup sighed in exasperation, figuring out how his dad felt about this whole Boneknapper fiasco. "Gobber, you're taking this way too far," Hiccup sighed, trying to clear the Viking's head through, "You have to face facts: there is no such thing or dragon as the Boneknapper."

"Wormswquat!" Gobber shot back, "Get into position."

With that, the others leaned in behind rocks together, but Astrid pointed out, "No wonder the whole village thinks you're insane!"

"Why not?" Snotlout commented, "He sees dead frozen Vikings punching him in the face. Twice."

Fishlegs was nervously looking around, and Syn was bored to tears along with Toothless. But they were the only ones to see it happen. From the massive bone piles, they saw two light green cat eyes from the bone piles. Then, the pile silently erupted as a massive figure shook off all the excess bones off, and silently stomped from behind the unsuspecting Vikings.

"Um, guys," Fishlegs nervously called out, but no one listened, as they continued to argue Gobber's tall tale.

"Guys," Syn called out, but no one listened.

Toothless roared out to get their attention, but nothing, until finally, all three called out, "GUYS!"

"WHAT?" everyone shouted at the trio.

It wasn't until they heard the rattling of bones from behind them, that they all went wide eyed. Hiccup sighed as he commented, "It's right behind us, isn't it?"

There, they saw it, right behind them and towering above them, was a massive Wyvern Dragon, with the structure of a T-Rex. It was enough to be around twenty-five or thirty feet in height, and no more than sixty feet in length from nose to tail, with an impressive twenty foot wingspan. It had an elongated neck, and a mouth of sharp teeth, with bones outside added to it. Its body was colored a pale green scale of sorts, but mostly it was covered in bones. Some bones covered the outer side of its legs, while some bone spikes adorned its knee joints and armored its already sharp toe claws. Covering the chest was a bone made chest guard, and on its back, a massive bone collection forming spikes on its back, as well as two sides of a jaw adorning its shoulders. Covering the bone parts of its wings, were sharp bones as well. Completely covering its tail were more bones, and the tip was a mace made entirely of different bones; sharp or blunt. Covering its neck, more bones, and from upper and lower jaw, each was covered by the top of a dragon's skull. The top skull however, had antelope like horns on it, with only the right one halfway broken. On the lower skull jaw, the sharp and saber tooth teeth already added to its sharpened gnaw, and on both skull pieces, one horn was present on both sides. The dragon looked down upon them with its green cat eyes. There, looking down on them, spreading its wings out, was the mysterious dragon that was brought into question of its existence: the Dreaded Boneknapper.

The Vikings nearly wetted themselves as the beast opened its mouth, rattling its bones… and let out a small chipmunk wheezing roar.

Fishlegs shrugged as he commented, "Well, what do you know? No roar."

"Run!" Gobber shouted.

The Boneknapper charged right at them, causing the Vikings to make a run for it. But it stopped, as instead of roaring, it unleashed a massive stream of flames that nearly cooked them all.

"Okay, Gobber, we believe you now," Astrid shouted, "Now how do we stop it?"

"I've been trying to think of a way for thirty-five years now," Gobber shot back, "I don't know how to beat it!"

As they ran towards Fishlegs, Syn and Toothless, the Boneknapper swatted the ground with its tail. It created a blast wave of air that sent everyone flying towards the trio. Phil kicked the bone the rope was holding the cage on to. This caused the cage to come falling down on the Vikings, trapping them in place.

"Phil!" Gobber shouted.

But they turned their attention back to the Boneknapper, as it charged after them. It stopped at the cage, and blasted away at them. The Vikings took cover on the ribs, as the flames past them all unscathed.

Snotlout was freaking out as he chanted, "Find the happy place. Find the happy place."

The Boneknapper jumped on the ribcage, trying to break the cage open. It hopped off as it smashed into it, trying to break the ribs loose. The other Vikings, minus Hiccup and Astrid, and Gobber, were freaking out on what to do. This was their first encounter with such a dangerous dragon. And from what Gobber had been telling them about, they were in deep trouble.

"No, no, no, please, please," Fishlegs pleaded, "It wants my head! It looked at me, and I swear it definitely wants my head!"

"C'mon, Bonehead!" Gobber taunted, "You want a piece of me? I'm right here!"

"Where's that Hammerhead Yak or Whale when you need them the most?" Tuffnut shouted.

"Forget the Yak and Whale," Syn shouted, "We need Thor!"

As everyone was trying their best to deal with this situation, Hiccup looked around, hoping to find something to help in this. But as he looked around, it was then that he took notice of something. Looking at the Boneknapper, he noticed a small gap in the Boneknapper's chest coat. it was unmistakably shaped like Gobber's belt buckle. He looked at Gobber's belt buckle, and noticed the shape of it… as well as the fact that it was made out of bone. It was then that Hiccup the Useful had figured it all out.

"Wait a minute," he told himself as he pieced it all together, "It searches… for the perfect bone… to complete its coat of armor." He smiled, figuring it all out, "That's it! The treasure!" He looked to Gobber as he ordered, "Gobber, take off your pants!"

Gobber stopped his rants and dares at the Boneknapper as he looked to Hiccup, completely clueless, "What?"

Toothless stopped his growl at the Boneknapper, and looked to Hiccup, growling with a raised eyebrow.

However, when everyone heard that, they all looked in fear to Hiccup as they all pleaded at once, "NO!"

Hiccup shook his head at that last part, "No, that's not what I meant." He walked over to Gobber as he explained, "Look, Gobber, I think Fishlegs was right about the Boneknapper having a roar." and pointed at the Boneknapper's chest coat, as it tried to pull the ribcage open with his teeth, "But it can't roar because its coat of bones is incomplete," and looked to Gobber, "And the bone he's been looking to complete it was and always has been your belt buckle, Gobber."

"Are you telling me he's been after me," Gobber asked skeptical about this as he pointed to his belt buckle, "All because of this?"

"Gobber, what if Hiccup's right?" Astrid defended as she encouraged it, "You have to give it back to him."

"No way," Gobber refused.

"Gobber, this thing has been chasing you for all of its life," Syn defended, "Just give it back to him and it'll be the end of it."

"Yeah," Hiccup encouraged, "Once he has it, he'll leave you alone."

"Forget it," Gobber shot out stubbornly, "It's mine. If he wants it, he'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, corpse." and as if granting his wish, the Boneknapper broke through, and bit down on Gobber's peg leg, as Gobber gulped, "Oh no."

The Boneknapper pulled him out, and began to shake the Viking around, like a dog shook at a newspaper. Hiccup shouted to the shouting Viking, "Give him back his bone!"

"No!" Gobber shouted stubbornly.

"Give him back his bone, Gobber," Astrid shouted.

"Nooooo!" Gobber continued to deny that request.

Finally, everyone shouted together, "GIVE HIM BACK HIS BONE, GOBBER!"

And then finally, the Boneknapper threw Gobber up into the air as the Viking shouted in slow motion, "NOOOOO… Alright." And finally conceded as he detached his belt buckle and threw it at the Boneknapper.

Amazingly, the piece landed into the open port, completing the coat of bones. The Boneknapper felt this, just as Gobber crashed into a pile of bones. As he got out, he and the teens, plus Night Fury, all witnessed the Boneknapper's completed coat of bones. Celebrating this, the dragon opened its mouth, took in air… and unleashed the most powerful sounding roar anyone ever heard. When it was over, the teens nearly shook a bit.

"Well, my skin didn't melt off," Ruffnut commented, "But it's crawling."

"Same thing," Fishlegs commented.

"Gobber!" Hiccup shouted in fear, as everyone looked at what was about to happen.

Just then, they all saw the Boneknapper stomping towards Gobber, and lowered its head towards him. It looked like the dragon still had not let go of its thirty-five year grudge with the Viking. Sighing, Gobber got up, and spoke to it, "All right. You've got me. Make it fast."

… and then the Boneknapper nudged his gnaw at Gobber, like a dog snuggling with its master. It purred as it nudged at the Viking's side, surprising Gobber much with the Feared Dragon's new behavior towards him. This surprised Gobber much, as did the others. Unfortunately, the Boneknapper's snuggling caused Gobber's pants to fall down, revealing his white underpants.

The others shunned back, some crying or groaning in disgust, even Toothless gagged out with his tongue sticking out, as Hiccup complimented, "That's gonna give me nightmares."

Astrid just smirked as she pointed to the Boneknapper, "Well, at least everyone else has a ride home."

Gobber began to scratch the Boneknapper's lower jaw, as the dragon fell to its side, and kicked the air, like a pleased puppy. Gobber chuckled at this, "Aren't you cute? Yes you are, yes you are."

Halfway to Berk

Far away from Berk, or rather, high up soaring above the clouds, Toothless was steadily flying in the air, with Hiccup on his back, steering him, with Astrid holding on to him for support.

However, they weren't alone, as the Boneknapper swooped up right in front of the three young ones. His mighty wings flapped in the air, allowing the mighty bone coated dragon to soar in the sky with no challenge or battle against gravity to be a problem. But as the beast soared through the cloud-filled and spacious airway, it wasn't alone. For riding on the mighty and mysterious dragon's back, Gobber was steering the big fellah, with Syn, Fishlegs, Snotlout, and the twins were all on it, holding onto the dragon by some of the bone spikes to act as makeshift reins and saddles, with Phil resting on the Boneknapper's head.

As they flew back to Berk, Snotlout commented to Syn, "You know, I never doubted him. I was always like, 'He's right'."

She chuckled sarcastically, "Sure you did."

"Ouch," Tuffnut shot out, "This tailbone's hurting my tailbone."

The Boneknapper roared out happily, as Hiccup pointed out alongside Gobber, "He sure sounds happy with his bone back."

"Well, legend says that the Boneknapper's roar does act as its mating call," Fishlegs pointed out.

"Ah, that's just a myth," Gobber chuckled.

But then, they all heard the roars of Bonknappers from behind them, as they all looked behind them. And there, a flock of Boneknappers were flying behind them. This caused Astrid to chuckle as she commented to Hiccup, "You know, I think your dad's gonna have to believe about the Boneknapper now."

"Ya think?" Gobber chuckled as they all flew straight back to Berk, along with the newest batch of dragons behind them.

Then from afar behind them, something shot out of the water. The Hammerhead Whale, saluting to the Vikings and Boneknappers, along with the Hammerhead Yak, who waved goodbye.

Well, hope you've enjoyed this HTTYD story, as much as I've had much enjoyment writing it. Next on the HTTYD story list is Legend of the Riders.

Voice Cast:

Hiccup: Jay Baruchel

Stoick: Gerald Butler

Gobber: Craig Ferguson

Astrid: America Ferrera

Fishlegs: Christopher Mintz-Plasse

Snotlout: Jonah Hill

Syn: Myley Cirus

Ruffnut: Kristen Wiig

Tuffnut: TJ Miller

Draco: Sean Connery

Unfer/Alvin: David Thewlis