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Previously on Chasing You,

"It's a 1969 Chevrolet Stingray we found on the scrap yard," answered Toothless. "For the pass three years we've been gathering parts to restore the car. It's a slow progress but we're getting there"

"So you chose the great '69 Stingray, eh?"

"Yup," the smile on RJ's face widened after Hiccup's reply.

"Would you terribly mind if I help in building your project?"

Chapter 5

It had been only three months after Hiccup's first training with RJ Ralph and according to the teacher he was already good enough to beat a three-on-one race against the Deadly Nadders. But RJ was still not willing to let him go to the monthly meeting just yet.

Tonight was another monthly gathering of the racers at the Mount Dragon Nest but Hiccup and Toothless wouldn't be there since they will be busy, RJ will make sure to guarantee that.

At some random point RJ included Toothless to help in Hiccup's training. He would put them both side by side, against each other to see if who could cross the line first. Of course, it wasn't about top speed since Toothless was using his black Skyline R34 and Hiccup with the stock Corolla. RJ was testing his cornering and drifting skills and using Toothless as a motivation and encouragement.

If you want to know how good he was, then he was a fraction second behind Toothless if it weren't for the Skyline's speed. That was how good he was.

The progression on restoring the '69 Stingray was heck a lot faster with RJ's help. He even help giving tips and hints on how tuning the vehicle to make it drive faster than ever. The body of the Stingray was complete; it was just creating the perfect engine that was all left.

There was something that the brothers noticed about RJ Ralph.

He never takes the wheel. He even wholeheartedly refused to drive. He sat at the backseat when they were on their way to the abandoned garage, and Yuki on his lap. Toothless' theory was something that had to do with his past since RJ was now a retired street racer but who knows what the truth was.

"Oops, didn't see you there, cousin," Hiccup got tripped by none other than Snotlout himself. Books scattered over the ground as Hiccup gathered them up. It was a normal treatment he always received and he sighed like always.

His social life at school was suck since he always got pushed around and the main punching bag for bullies especially Snotlout. If it weren't for RJ, Hiccup would've lost a leg. Though in other dimension, Hiccup pretty sure he will.

"Still riding your brother?" that sounded so wrong. "Can't drive a car? Oh wait, you're too useless to drive," he then laughed along with some nearby people. "Unlike me, I got a Viper, baby. And you, a pathetic van would suit you the most," laughter filled the hallway.

"That's enough!" the whole hallway suddenly went quiet over a scold. "Get to your class!" students scrambled to their own class and the only one left was Hiccup and his teacher. "You okay, Henry?"

"I'm fine, RJ," he replied. Looking around to see if someone was near, he whispered to his teacher. "Training after school?"

"Call in your brother too and his Skyline. He can be a great help today," he whispered back as he help Hiccup with his books. They stood and patted each others shoulders before making their own ways to their class.

His first class of the day was Mathematics, a subject he doesn't have to worry about since he practically aced the subject. The class was waiting for him when he entered the classroom and he sat at his usual spot: away from the crowd. On the blackboard, the teacher wrote down some equations while Hiccup only saw some parts for the ultimate engine of his Stingray.

Through Snotlout's stupidity, Hiccup actually now driving the Corolla to school. Toothless was at the abandoned garage working on the Stingray when Hiccup was at school. He received a call from his younger brother that RJ needed his help for the training. Closing everything and secured tight, Toothless zoomed to the training ground with his Skyline, founding the Corolla was already there.

"So what are we going to do now, RJ?" asked Toothless.

"We're not going to train Hiccup for the whole day," replied the teacher as he scratched Yuki's ear.

"Then what are we going to do today?"

"We're going to finish you Stingray, Henry," Hiccup went excited of the news. "Hank, what's the only the only thing left need to be done on the Stingray?"

"So far, we're only need to create an engine for the Stingray and finding the perfect wheels along painting the Stingray"

"Good. I already brought the parts that need for probably the best setup for the Stingray. I already planned on the wheels so don't worry about that and as for the color of the Stingray…" RJ looked at Hiccup for his opinion of the color. Hiccup smiled at his brother.

"The Night Fury brothers?"

"Black and green it is," replied his brother as they fist bump.

"Then it all set up. Now let's go so we don't waste any time"

Sure enough, the parts were already at the abandoned garage when they arrived. It turned out that RJ hired a private tucker to send the parts there and it looked like everything was there.

The four – if you want to include Yuki in the group who played a ball of yarn all the time – stood in front of the incomplete '69 Stingray with their tools and plan ready.

"Let's get down and dirty," for the whole day, they were busy restoring the Stingray. They decided that they do the engine part as the last since they want a climax to happen. First, they paint the car in full black with green neon and green headlights, similar like Hank's car, making it look menacing despite the small size. The classic American wheels fit perfectly with the car and Hiccup already loved it as the back wheels was two inches larger than the front.

At dusk, they were working hard on piecing together parts of the engine to create the perfect engine for the Stingray. Near midnight, a miracle happened.

At the Mount Dragon Nest, a hangout called Dragon Island where racers gathered together during their monthly gathering, things were busy as they races the area, meeting and betting with their friends.

Astrid Hofferson was there with her racing group the Deadly Nadders, minding their own business, where suddenly she heard a roar of an engine. Everything went silent as the roars continued. It was a distant away but the roars were loud. Minutes later, it died out.