A/n: A continuation of the last chapter. I'm running out of ideas again... help!
"The first thing to know about dragons is that mine's the best!"
"What? No!" Hiccup shoved Snotlout off the bucket he'd upended, sending him crashing into a trough full of water.
"Oh come on!" Snotlout complained, "I wasn't even on fire that time!"
"Anyway," Hiccup said pointedly, "The actual first rule is that -"
"You need to earn their trust," Snotlout interrupted, sounding bored, "I know. We all know."
"Well they didn't know." Hiccup argued. He sighed; trust Snotlout to show him up in front of the other tribes. After the enthusiasm of the other Vikings to start learning, Hiccup hadn't been able to deny them dragon training sessions. So, the morning after the feast, he and the leaders of the other tribes (or the leaders of the trip, in Camicazi's case) had come out to get an early start.
"When do we get to ride them?" Thuggory, leader of the Meathead tribe and one of the more reasonable Vikings, asked. His tapping foot betrayed his growing impatience.
"Once you've learnt how to deal with them," Hiccup explained patiently. "Now, I'm going to bring out a dragon, then show you how to calm him."
Hiccup walked over to the other side of the arena, where a monstrous nightmare was hiding. "He's a bit shy," he warned as he brought the dragon forwards, whispering comforting words to him in Dragonese. Once he reached the Vikings, he grabbed Thuggory's hand and guided it to the nightmare's nose.
"...Hey..." Thuggory greeted the dragon awkwardly, slowly moving his hand up and down to rub the nightmare's nose. He smiled when the dragon leant into his touch.
"Great!" Hiccup smiled, "You make a good pair. And this little guy doesn't have a rider yet, so..."
"Really?" Thuggory checked, looking back at Hiccup slightly without moving his hand from the dragon. "So soon?"
"Of course! I can tell he likes you."
'Only because I told you before!' Hiccup laughed at the dragon's accusation. The other Vikings looked at him oddly - apart from Camicazi, who smirked - but didn't comment on his seemingly random laughter.
"So, what's its name?" Thuggory asked.
"His name," Hiccup corrected, "And he doesn't have one. He's one of the newer dragons round here, which is why I brought him out. Thought he could get a rider. And now, you get to name him!"
"How about... Killer?" Thuggory suggested.
'You like it?' Hiccup checked, and the nightmare nodded. "It's official!" Hiccup announced. "What are you looking at?"
The group - again, excluding Camicazi - were all staring at Hiccup in slack-mouthed awe. Hiccup recognised the expression, though he hadn't seen it on a Berk resident's face in some time; they'd all got used to him speaking Dragonese by now, and were actually growing tired of occasionally being unable to understand him. Not that they were making any real efforts to understand the language: they were too lazy. The dragons understood that not everyone could be bothered though, and simply called for Hiccup whenever communication errors cropped up.
"That was Dragonese!" Camicazi explained. "Isn't it cool?" The other Vikings nodded, getting over the shock now. "So, where's my dragon?"
"Right behind you!" Hiccup revealed.
Camicazi swivelled around to see... nothing. Other than the Vikings behind her, who were all just as confused as she was.
"There's nothing there," she insisted, but even as she did she began to question that. Now that she thought about it, she had been getting the feeling that something was behind her. And she was a Bog Burglar; no one could sneak up on her. Apparently that claim didn't hold for dragons.
'You can come out now,' Hiccup said, and suddenly everyone understood what he'd meant. There had been a dragon behind them the entire time: a changewing.
"Wow!" Camicazi gasped, jumping up to the dragon. "That's so cool!"
'Of course.' the dragon responded, 'I hear you're good with stealth, too?'
"Ooh! What's she saying?" Camicazi demanded, staring at Hiccup excitedly.
"That she shares your liking for being sneaky." Hiccup translated. "I think you two'll get along fine. So, name?"
"Hmm... What does she want to be called?"
'Cloak,' the changewing suggested.
"What was that? Graarg?" Camicazi guessed.
"No," Hiccup chuckled at the outlandish thought, "It's Cloak. You like it?"
"It's great!" Camicazi decided. "Now, can we ride them?"
It was almost half an hour before Camicazi's wish came true. The other Vikings all had a dragon by now, and they'd all named them, some more effectively than others.
"Okay guys, let's get in the air." Hiccup instructed. "Can anyone guess what the first step is?"
"To get on the dragon?" Snotlout chimed in sarcastically.
Hiccup sighed. "Yes, Snotlout. But I was actually thinking of asking the ones who didn't already know that." he said. "Well, since you all already know now, you might as well get on." Hiccup whistled to Hookfang, who happily grabbed Snotlout between his jaws and carried him out of the academy, despite his protests.
The dragons all crouched down to allow their new riders easier access. Everyone managed to hop on with little difficulty, and soon it was time to actually take off.
"Woah!" Camicazi yelled as she and Cloak took off, "This is amazing!"
"Yeah, that's usually the reaction." Hiccup agreed as they started to gain altitude. 'Okay, we're gonna go a bit faster now. No tricks; they're still new to this.' he warned. The dragons nodded, speeding up to keep pace with Hiccup and Toothless.
"This is great!" a Viking yelled out, patting his gronkle fondly, "Can't wait to show everyone else."
"Yes," Hiccup agreed, "Dragons really are amazing creatures." He leant down to Toothless's ear: 'So bud, ready to show them something truly amazing?'
Toothless nodded, sticking his wings out to glide as Hiccup locked the tail into place. Hiccup stood up on his back, turning round to face the others. "I think we've gained enough height." he told them. "Are you ready to do this without my help?"
A few of the others nodded, Camicazi yelling out to proclaim her readiness. "Great," Hiccup said shortly, "Then you won't be needing me. Goodbye!"
And with that, Hiccup stepped off Toothless. The riders all shouted out in surprise as he dropped out of view, all looking down. The dragons, already used to dramatic antics after living in the presence of both Hiccup and Valka, simply rolled their eyes. Eventually the Vikings noticed that their companions showed no concern, and they realised that they shouldn't be too worried. From what they'd seen so far, all dragons were widely protective of the young chief, so they would've done something if he was really falling to his doom.
"So where is he?" Thuggory wondered, nudging Killer to get him to fly over to Toothless. He checked under the dragon, but Hiccup wasn't hidden under there.
"Over here!" a voice - Hiccup's - shouted from under them. Of course, nobody had even thought to simply look down. Everyone leant over their dragons to see Hiccup, arms spread out and leather wings attached to them, gliding a few metres below.
"So dramatic..." Camicazi told the others, "Of course, I already knew he was okay, but I had to pretend not to so you'd still react."
Hiccup snorted; it was highly unlikely. "Well, that was good of you," he played along, "because you should've seen your faces!"