I've been giving a lot of apologies. Curse you school and science fair. Anyway, this chapter is not complete. I need a little help. Or... more than a little. And I don't know what to call this chapter either.
"Second time on the Deadly Nadder!" Gobber called to us. It was me, Snotlout and Ashter who were left. The twins and Fishlegs were disqualified for the chance to kill the Monstrous Nightmare. Just the thought of me having to do it made my stomach churn. Snotlout, in another attempt to have Ashter notice her, threw her hammer at the Nadder. The dragon only laughed at Snotlout's futile attempt to hurt it. Snotlout stared for a moment then ran as the Nadder shot a column of fire at her.
"Snotlout, out!" Gobber shouted. Snotlout ran out of the arena. Ashter rolled left. The Nadder made a run for me and I dropped my shield in surprise. The dragon sniffed me before stopping and turning to Ashter who had his axe ready to strike and was letting out a battle cry. I looked between the dragon and Ashter and did something crazy. I remembered a soft spot in the neck from watching the dragon fighters before.
They would bring their fists up and punch the dragon in a certain spot on the dragon's neck. But instead of punching the dragon, I simply scratched the spot in the neck. The dragon slumped down on the ground. Ashter stopped running and stared at me. I smiled sheepishly at him.
"Uh... class dismissed," Gobber said. Ashter, along with the other teens, walked out of the arena. Gobber came into the arena and dragged the Nadder back into its pen. It purred contentedly as Gobber shut the doors to its pen.
Maybe that was a soft spot for the dragons, I thought. Gobber looked at me and gave me a 'go ahead' sign. I nodded appreciatively at him and dashed out of the arena. The saddle and harness were still in the forge so I had to grab those before anyone noticed. There were some villagers that gave me strange looks and I almost tripped over a few people.
I did manage to make it to the forge in one piece. Once I was in, I grabbed the saddle, the fin and my journal, peeked outside, and made a mad dash for the supply stock. I almost dropped my things in surprise when I got in the storage building. There were more that three times the fish inside. Gobber must've been busy. I slung a full basket on my shoulder, gathered the stuff back in my arms and ran into the woods.
The things slowed me down alright. Normally I would leave the saddle and fin with Toothless but I had to make adjustments because I wanted to do a real flight. Nervous, yes. Worried? Not one bit. I knew Toothless and I could fly successfully. I saw the Cove come into view and I picked up my pace. I could hear Toothless' excited purring grow louder as I stopped at the edge.
"Hey Toothless!" I shouted, a smile coming to my face. I clambered do the rocks and managed to put the things down before I was tackled to the ground. I grunted as my back hit the ground. As usual, Toothless started licking me happily.
"You're excited about something," Toothless observed. He looked at the saddle and tail fin behind me. "And the things look different. Almost like you modified them."
"Yep, I did. Glad you noticed. First, I think you may want to eat, then we'll go flying, got it?" I gestured as best I could to the basket behind me. His eyes lit up and he leaped over me and tipped the basket over. Piles of cod and salmon spilled out onto the ground. I rolled over to my stomach as I watched Toothless gobble up the fish.
Yeah... sucks I can't think of much else. Help me, please! (makes puppy dog eyes at you). Anyway, I will continue to work on this. I do hope I can finish this chapter.