Thank you for these awesome review guys so as a reward here's a new chapter! Lol this i'm making you guys sound like pets but your not pets, your awesome people who took the time to read this so that i am thankful for.
Merry Christmas to all and here is chapter three! Enjoy ;)
"FOR THE LOVE OF THOR HOW DOES HE RUN THAT FAST!?"
"Forget about that Snotlout and get ready when Toothless and I chase him down to the tub!"
"You know when you say an urgent mission, I'm pretty sure that doesn't mean chasing Gobber around the village to give him a bath counts as being very urgent! I feel insulted Hiccup!"
"Unless you want to smell Gobber five miles away from your Snoggletog celebrating then please be our guest Snotlout."
"Smelling Gobber? Well since you put it that way I guess this is very urgent if you needed one of Berk's bravest and strongest warriors of all time."
"Just do what I told you and get ready!"
Nodding, Snotlout nudged Hookfang to make a turn to the west side of the village while he heard the chief shouting orders for villagers to get out of his way or try to stop Gobber from running away even though Hiccup and Toothless were doing the chasing.
"Come on bud we gotta catch him before Gobber gets smart enough and starts running in the forest." Hiccup's leg changed the tail fin so they could make a turn the second they spotted the blacksmith crash into a crate of apples and decorations for Snoggletog.
However as always, the gods weren't on Hiccup's side since Gobber made a run for it through the forest! "And of course he'll do that. Snotlout, help my dad get the tub ready, looks like we'll be carrying Gobber to his bath instead of chasing him to it." With that, the dynamic duo flew through the forests, using their sharp senses to find any trace of the foul smelling viking. Despite being able to smell him, Hiccup was pretty sure that Toothless wasn't willing to track down such a stench.
That was when the two heard a stick crack and a man's heavy breathing so without hesitation they flew straight towards the noise, trying to hide their amusement when they heard Gobber scream with terror as he picked up the pace to run faster!
"You'll never get me alive!" Gobber shouted, going deeper in the forest, not caring if he was getting hunted down by a one legged viking riding the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself! "A viking is supposed to smell like this! You can't make me do this!"
"Sorry Gobber but this is for the greater good for you and the village!"
Before Gobber found a hiding place, he felt strong claws grab his shoulders, his foot no longer feeling the ground and feel nothing but air! "OYE! PUT ME DOWN YOU OVERGROWN LIZARD!" That earned him a slap from Toothless's tail as he felt himself getting carried away while Hiccup praised the nightfury for a job well done.
"Great job bud, now back to the village!"
Five Minutes Later...
"THE PAIN! THE AGONY! STOICK, HICCUP, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!?"
"You brought this upon yourself Gobber," Stoick growled, using the brush to scrub between the blacksmith's ear while Snotlout, Hiccup, Toothless, and Hookfang held the struggling man down, all trying to hide their amusement. "Now quit acting like a child and hold still! My gods even Hiccup wasn't like this when I gave him a bath when he was only a child."
At that point Hiccup had to ignore Snotlout's laughter at the comment, trying his best not to tell his father to refrain from talking about any stories of his childhood, especially the ones when he had to bathe as a child; he could never forget those days of running around the house without any clothing on just because he refused to get cleaned despite being a four year old at the time.
"Well that's Hiccup! I'm me! YOU'RE DESTROYING MY BADGE OF HONOR!"
"Dad I think Gobber's ear needs a little more scrubbing, I think I saw two birds fly out," Hiccup pointed out earning a chuckle from his father and Toothless while Gobber howled in horror as more soap and water was poured over him.
Five Hours of Struggling Later...
"Who would have thought Gobber had a lot of energy to try to escape but can't even use that energy to help me train!" Snotlout gasped for air, trying to catch a breath and making sure no one saw that he was tired.
"That's because you won't shut up about how strong and awesome you are," Gobber grumbled, then taking a good sniff at himself only to see that he smells like wild roses and lilies.
"Speaking of which Snotlout," Stoick began, placing a dangerously scary tight grip on Snotlout's shoulder. "Certain trouble makers confessed that you know something about what happened to my beard, so if you have anything else to do, follow me." He ignored the fact that he sounded like a dark force and that Snotlout was sweating and shaking while he was cursing under his breath about killing the twins for rating him out. So while Snotlout was being hauled away against his will as he screamed his lungs out, "Oh Thor...HOOKFANG! HELP! COME ON I'LL EVEN LET YOU HELP ME HICCUP!" His hopes was brought up the hill when he saw Hiccup approach Stoick, but that immediately sank to his grave when they one legged viking just commented with caution.
"Just go easy on him dad, it's Snoggletog after all," With that, Hiccup hopped on top of Toothless and they flew off to Thor knows where while Snotlout was being dragged away further as the soon to be dead teen shouted, "TRAITOR!"
One Hour Later(i'm doing a lot of these sorry)...
After for what seemed like an eternity of lecturing and a suiting punishment of cleaning the stalls later in the afternoon, Snotlout was finally free from he wrath of the great Stoick the Vast as he ran out the Great Hall like a mad man with Hookfang right behind him. "I'M SORRY CHIEF I SWEAR IT'LL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN! I SWEAR ON MY GRAVE!"
He ignored the heavy laughter the chief and blacksmith made, all he cared about was getting away from there as fast as he can when he hopped on Hookfang and flew away as fast as he could...Not bothering to care if his screams disturbed a group of sleeping deadly nadders who now seemed very annoyed and ready to seek vengeance for having their sleep interrupted. Without hesitation, the Nadders made their roars as they flew up to sky single file, shooting fire at Snotlout who was starting to consider that maybe facing Stoick's anger wasn't so bad, especially since he personally dealt with a Nadder's anger whenever he bothered or angered Astrid!
While the dragons on pursuing Snotlout, Stoick and Gobber stepped out to see the commotion as the blacksmith asked the chief, "Should we help the lad or send someone to get Hiccup?"
"I think we'll let that add to the punishment, those Nadders chase their victims to the forest so the village won't get harmed." Stoick answered, not bothering to comment on how fast Gobber can recover from his stench loss.
"You know Stoick, this reminds of those days when Hiccup was only a wee lad and always getting into so much trouble with the farm animals that you actually let a herd of sheep chase him around the village as punishment." Gobber recalled, not bothering to hide his laughter again along with Stoick.
"Aye I remember, that was time when he was trying a new invention on the sheep but it didn't exactly go as well as he had hoped," The father replied, the memory still as clear a whistle. "The lad was the first to actually chop my beard off before Snotlout."
Flashback
"I SAID I WAS SORRY! How was I supposed to know that the automatic wool shredder was going to make all the sheep bald and then chop your beard off!" Four year old Hiccup cried out, trying to run away from a herd of angry pink skinned sheep! His daddy, who happened to have a bald spot of where half his bear used to be, was watching with satisfaction over the fence. "I was only trying to shred only part of their wool!"
"It's going to take a lot more than sorry to make it up to not only me but the sheep and from the looks of it, the sheep aren't done with you." Stoick called out, trying to at serious but it was hard to contain his amusement.
"Come on daddy please! I'll even work day and night at uncle Gobber's forge just get the sheep away from me!" Hiccup was running out of options to run so with half is energy left, he managed to leap over the fence but unfortunately the sheep were so angry that they jumped over the fence to continue their chase."DADDY!"
"Sorry son, maybe this will teach you to never mess with sheep and their wool," Stoick smiled, deciding that he better follow the flock just to see if trouble doesn't steer up from this. Hiccup practically spent the rest of that afternoon running around the island to escape the wrath of the sheep until they ran over him several times before deciding that he had enough so they went off their merry ways despite being ridiculously pink!
The little boy just laid on the grass, finding it useless to shout something insulting to the sheep like he always does and to give another long explanation to his daddy, who was standing right above the tired out boy as he held his hand out to help the lad up. "You learned your lesson, or should I call the sheep back to teach you another lesson?" Hiccup was quick enough to accept the assistance, getting up to brush off the grass, and dirt despite having sheep footprints all over his clothes and his hair in a mess as he answered, "Yes and no thank you! I'll never use another invention on the sheep or that'll chop your beard off ever again! I promise!" Stoick gave him another five second long suspicious glare until he finally smiled in amusement and chuckled.
"Alright then, I'll let you off this time on the sheep's behalf. But next time be more careful when you make your inventions and don't use them on the sheep," He sighed, looking up to see that the sun was already setting. "Come on, let's go home so I can give you bath; I can't have you going to bed smelling like Gobber."
"And after that can you tell me a story about the time you fought ten monstrous nightmare all at once with only your fists? Please!?" Hiccup pleaded, making his best puppy dog face to convince his daddy.
"As long as you don't give me a hard time when I'm washing you then sure."
"YES!"
As the two began to walk home, Stoick peeked over at the child's neck, spotting something that was starting to dangerously reveal itself too much but when the boy asked what his father was looking at, he just brushed it off as dry mud on the boy's neck and nothing more.
TWO MONTHS LATER...
"I WASN'T USING THIS INVENTION ON THE SHEEP THIS TIME! A little help, pleeeeeeassssseee!"
Stoick just watched once again, not sure how to react this time while a herd of yaks were chasing his son who made an invention that was supposed to get the milk out of them but it ended up being very painfully to the yaks so they were chasing the boy as revenge. "Oh Odin what am I going to do with that boy?" Stoick sighed, not even bothering to shout a comeback, the boy was very stubborn and it wouldn't stop him from inventing more stuff that eventually get all the animals in the farm to hunt the boy down.
"DADDY!"
End Flashback
Stoick chuckled a little while longer at the memory before he headed down the steps to call Skullcrusher so they can continue chiefly duties, as he remarked with a little sadness but happiness, "How time flies so fast...It seemed like only yesterday when Hiccup was only a wee baby sleeping on my arms."
"Aye, time sure flies, now if you don't mind I got weapons to make for the Snoggletog rush coming in," Gobber smiled, hobbling away while trying his best not to smell himself but the scent of roses didn't bother to escape his nose. "And get to rid of this aroma, whoever heard of a viking smelling like roses!?"
Meanwhile Hiccup and Toothless could have created a new racing record until a terrible terror flew from the horizon carrying air mail while trying to catch a breath from such a long journey of flying non stop as the little dragon settled itself down on the viking's hair after giving the message. "Since when did my head become a nest for dragon?" Hiccup sighed, starting to believe that maybe having too much hair had some flaws according to his father. "All well, lets see what air mail Astrid and the rest of the gang sent, right after we make a quick landing to the cove; Toothless, if you don't mind." Said dragon chirped in response as he was getting ready to dive until his eyes narrowed to a sudden scream of terror coming from the opposite direction.
"OUT OF THE WAY! DEADLY NADDERS RIGHT ON OUR TAILS!" Snotlout shrieked, not even bothering to at least signal Hookfang to turn away but being blinded by terror they soon found themselves crashing into the nightfury and rider, all four of them falling down the sky! Hiccup was too surprised to even react because by the time he could, they were crashing landing into the deeper parts of the forest just off Raven Point, hitting some tree branches until they landed on some bushes that thankfully softened their landing. After a moment of just laying there on the bushes, Toothless got up to help his rider up from such a bumpy landing while Hookfang just tossed his rider to the ground, shaking off branches and leaves that were stuck on his head.
Disturbed by such a rude awakening, the little terrible terror, who surprisingly was still curled up on Hiccup's head, just roared as loud as it could before flying off to find another place to take a nap.
"Snotlout-" Hiccup began until said person hushed him as they stayed silent as they heard the group of Nadders fly past them in the sky before finally giving up at the search; Snotlout cheered with victory which automatically was heard by the trackers! "And I'm just going to step away for sec." Toothless heard the Nadders diving to handle their victim as he shield Hiccup and hid up in the trees while watching with amusement at the cocky teen's misfortune.
"Oh no..." Snotlout groaned the second he was surrounded by angry nadders but shockingly, he peacefully removed his helmet and tossed it to Hookfang then laid on the ground as he muttered in defeat. "Alright you got me, do your worst." For the first time in his life, Hiccup sent the gods a prayer to make sure the nadders go easy on him, although from the sounds of the stomping and kicking, it wasn't very easy. After ten minutes, the dragons purred with satisfaction as they then flew off to return to their afternoon nap, leaving a half alive Snotlout on the ground as he muttered curses under his breath.
"Do I even want to know what you did to those nadders to make them this angry?" Hiccup sighed, climbing down from the tree to help his cousin up.
"For your sake and my dignity, it's best not to know."
"Okay...I think," Not wanting to push the buttons further, Hiccup dropped the subject since he remembered that he had airmail to read. "Well if it'll make you feel better, we just received some airmail." All he gained as a response was groaning, indicating that airmail wasn't going to make the beaten up viking feel better so rolling his eyes, Hiccup unrolled the paper to see what message the gang has sent. Well Snotlout was too frustrated to listen so he just wondered off in the forest to find some way to relax as he ventured beyond a peculiar wall of vines and bushes that Hiccup didn't notice since he was reading the message.
Hiccup, the gang and I have decided to take a good camping trip to one of the new islands we discovered well not counting the island with the Death Song. Fishlegs needs to collect some data on the environment the dragons are living in and we thought it would be great to show Heather some adventure. Don't worry about our safety or Dagur, we'll send another message if we need you but that won't be necessary since we're making sure that we're prepared. So you and Snotlout don't need to bother returning to the Edge because this trip will only be for a few days, or maybe just one day depending, then we'll be heading to Berk before Snoggletog to meet up with you two. Well, until then have fun at Berk and see you in a couple of hours or days.
From, Astrid.
"So they're going on a camping trip," Hiccup concluded earning a whine from Toothless but he was quick to comfort the dragon. "Hey there's need to be upset bud, we can still find stuff to do here like help the dragons migrate to the nesting islands or decorating the rest of Berk for the festivities, maybe even race around the island and work on a new tail fin." Feeling a little happy, Toothless gave his friend a good lick until they both realized that Snotlout was nowhere to be found in the strange area they didn't notice that they were in until now!
Before Hiccup could even call out for him, Snotlout came rushing out from a wall of bushes and vines, looking so pale that it seemed like he saw a ghost or something as he panted for some air, trying to find the words to describe what he found those brief ten seconds! Snotlout found himself shaking, his eyes wide with confusion since he was hoping to find something to cheer himself up but instead make him feel very confused and at the same time scared. It was only the first five steps he took through that curtain of nature before his eyes spotted something that'll even bring the scare in the almighty Thor! "Hiccup...*huff puff*...You...Got...To see... This...NOW!"
Without much of a choice, but still feeling nervous as the tone of fear his cousin used, Hiccup cautiously followed Snotlout through the wall finding that the area was only big enough to fit three Nadders squished together with a stone dead end. Snotlout then pointed to something that stood in front of the wall, trying to contain himself from freaking out, "Look here Hiccup! TELL ME THAT ISN'T WHAT I THINK IT IS!"
Hiccup looked at what Snotlout was pointing at only to then gasp in shock; they were looking at a gravestone but this stone had moss and vines growing all over it but that didn't cover the engraving that seemed very old and fading. He carefully removed the leaves, and vines to get a better view, trying to not look as freaked out as his cousin. "It's a gravestone..."
"Don't we have viking funerals for a reason Hiccup?"
"Yes but vikings use gravestones too but that rarely happens around here, especially when it comes to stumbling upon this grave." Hiccup's eyes narrowed at the engraving, trying to read out what the engravings said while Snotlout continued to ask in a squeak.
"Really now? How come it's rarely and not often?"
"Because..." He paused, trying to found the strength the say next set of words until he answered, "These gravestones are only used for viking babies if they die right after birth or before they even turn a year old; the family first do a viking funeral and then they bury a viking helmet somewhere underneath a gravestone where no one but the family can find. It's to grieve and then find a way to let go of the pain that their dead baby will never grow up to be a true viking."
"So this a grave for dead babies who don't last a second after birth!? Then, who!?" Snotlout walked out of the small area to get a breath of air again before coming back in to continue. "Who in the village lost a child right after it's birth!?"
"I don't know but from the looks of this stone, it was way before any of us were born," Hiccup replied, his attention still on the engraving to see if it could tell the date of this death or any information to help them figure out what was going on but the letters were so scratched out that it was impossible to read. "Maybe my dad knows something about this but now, let's just get out of here."
"I totally agree! Hookfang let's go!"
So without looking back, the two teens mounted on their dragons to fly away from the area where a grave of a lost soul was placed, hoping to get the images out of their minds but for Hiccup, something about this gravestone seemed very off.
"Heather, are you sure we're going the right way?!"
"FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME TUFFNUT, YES!" Heather sighed, wondering how in Thor's name did Hiccup have the patience to take the twins stupidity while they were flying nonstop through nothing but endless fog.
"You sure cuz all I see is fog, fog, fog!" Ruffnut complained, "This is starting to get boring!"
"For once I actually agree with you dear sister."
"And it just got creepy!"
"Who are you calling creepy, all I did was compliment you!?"
"Yeah but an idiot like you wouldn't agree to anything unless I'm the dominate twin!"
"Hold on, I thought I was the dominate twin!"
"No I am, by two seconds!"
"Nuh uh, I'll prove it to you!"
"Bring it on!"
"Oh Odin help me handle them," She muttered under her breath, looking through her spyglass as Astrid flew close by, giving some words of wisdom."Don't worry, the twins have worse arguments and stupidity than this, but it sometimes becomes helpful."
"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind." However, if Heather was being honest with herself, she couldn't imagine the twins stupidity actually being helpful at all as they continued on through the fog, trying to to keep their sanity together before it breaks from boredom. "Come on," She whispered to herself as she looked at the map. "We have to be close, I can feel it."
Merry christmas again, sorry if this is crappy and repetitive but it's a chapter. Anyway next chapter the gang will eventually find the library so while you guys wait for that update plz feel free to guess what might happen in the future chapters. until next time ;)