ANNNDDDDD I'M BACK! Hope signing back in for the third chapter! I feel like I'm on a roll!
Anyway here is the third chapter. ENJOY!

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Dragon Thoughts
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HICCUP

. Ack.

[He passes a silent ox of a viking, picking his ear.]

HICCUP (CONT'D)

Yep, just Ack.

[Enter STOICK, the biggest Viking of all. He yanks Hiccup from

the path of a strafing dragon and holds aloft to the crowd.]

STOICK

Hiccup!?

(accusingly; to the crowd)

What is he doing out again?!

(TO HICCUP)

What are you doing out?! Get

inside!

"How rude!" Hope shakes her head. "You don't yell at your child like that at all". Astrid nods her head silently agreeing with the host.

Toothless meanwhile was wondering what the trio were talking about surely that's not my riders father! Toothless shudders at the thought of getting on the man's wrong side.

[The flames light up his scowling face and matted red beard.

He sets Hiccup down and turns to the sky, searching.]

HICCUP (V.O.)

(IN AWE)

That's Stoick the Vast. Chief of

the tribe. They say that when he

was a baby he popped a dragon's

head clean off of its shoulders.

Hope, Astrid and Hiccup gag dramatically drawing stares from Vikings. They Surely wouldn't pity dragons! After all they've done! Especially Astrid!

Do I believe it?

[Stoick grabs a wooden cart and hurls it, knocking the

strafing dragon out of the sky.]

HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)

Yes I do.

Stoick feels his heart swell with pride. Although Hiccup reluctantly believes this statement this doesn't mean Hiccup wants to believe its If I could have it my way no dragon would get harmed. If only Vikings knew how amazing dragons were in the first place.

[An EXPLOSION forces Vikings to DUCK. Stoick stands firm,

brushing flaming debris off of his shoulder.]

STOICK

(barking; to his men)

What have we got?

VIKING #1

Gronkles. Nadders. Zipplebacks. Oh,

and Hoark saw a Monstrous

Nightmare.

All these species look up as they heard their species called.

STOICK

Any Night Furies?

Toothless grins smugly, satisfied with their fear nobody dare messes with a Nightfury!

VIKING #1

None so far.

Hiccup smiles at the mention of the Nightfury, but then hangs his head as he remembers this night as the night he shot down Toothless.

Toothless croons trying to reassure Hiccup that he has already forgiven Hiccup. "I've already forgiven you Hiccup, forgive yourself already".

Hiccup might not have known how to speak or understand Dragonese but Hiccup certainly understood what Toothless meant and gave a small smile to the dragon, before walking through the barrier and hugging him and walking back to his seat.

STOICK

(RELIEVED)

Good.

VIKING

Hoist the torches!

[Massive flaming braziers are raised on poles, lighting up the

night sky... and revealing swirling dragons of all types.

Below, Hiccup crosses an open plaza and ducks into an open

building with a tall chimney.]

"Cool!" the twins watch in owe at the dragons.

INT. BLACKSMITH STALL - CONTINUOUS

[He crosses behind a counter, where a peg-legged, one-armed

hulk of a Blacksmith reshapes blades with a hammer and tongs

appendage.]

GOBBER

Ah! Nice of you to join the party.

I thought you'd been carried off.

"Thankyou Gobber for having such faith in me" Deadpanned Hiccup. Gobber smirked.

[Hiccup dons a leather apron and starts to put away Gobber's

scattered appendages.]

HICCUP

Who me? Nah, come on! I'm way too

muscular for their taste. They

wouldn't know what to do with all

this.

[Hiccup strikes a bodybuilder pose.]

Snotlout and the Twins snicker "Don't you mean this?" Snotlout pulls the same pose and directed it at Astrid, Astrid none the less gaged at the sight.

GOBBER

They need toothpicks, don't they?

"Still rude!"

[Hiccup gets to work, transferring bent and chipped weapons to

the forge as Vikings crowd the counter for replacements.]

HICCUP (V.O.)

The meathead with attitude and

interchangeable hands is Gobber.

I've been his apprentice ever since

I was little. Well...littler.

EXT. VILLAGE - CONTINUOUS

ON STOICK

STOICK

We move to the lower defenses.

We'll counter-attack with the

catapults.

"As much as i'd hate to admit it good strategy" Hope looks at Stoick as he glares at the Nightfury looking 'directly' at his son

[Armed men rush past, flanking others who carry sheep to

safety. Stoick follows up the rear as, overhead, a dragon

strafes the rooftops with Napalm-like fire.]

HICCUP (V.O.)

See? Old village. Lots and lots

of new houses.

"Nice"

VIKING

FIRE!

[In response, the fire brigade charges through the plaza -

four TEENS, tugging a large wooden cask on wheels. From it,

they fill buckets of water to douse the flames. One among

them is a cute, energetic Viking girl.

Hiccup leans out of the stall to watch her.]

HICCUP (V.O.)

Oh and that's Fishlegs, Snotlout.

The twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut.

And...

(DREAMY)

Astrid.

[A SLOW-MOTION explosion erupts behind her, framing her in a

sexy ball of fire. The others join her, looking awesome and

heroic.]

Hiccup and Astrid blush dramatically, Astrid slides down her seat in embarrassment, Hiccup curls into a ball hides behind his legs and Hope giggles, the trio earns many looks.

Snotlout huffs Nobody is getting my girl! She's mine!

HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)

Their job is so much cooler.

Gobber playfully pouts "so you don't like blacksmithing, I'm deeply hurt".

Stoick looks away jealous at the relationship of his son and best friend.

You did it to yourself Hope looks sad at the broken family.

[Hiccup tries to join them as they pass, but he's hooked by

Gobber and hoisted back inside.]

"I swear I have a sign on my back saying 'please pick this teenager up by his clothes'" Hiccup lifts up his hand in example while shaking his head and checking his back for that piece of parchment.

HICCUP (CONT'D)

(PLEADING)

Ah, come on. Let me out, please. I

need to make my mark.

Gobber viably winces, he certainly knew those 'marks'.

GOBBER

Oh, you've made plenty of marks.

All in the wrong places.

HICCUP

Please, two minutes. I'll kill a

dragon. My life will get infinitely

better. I might even get a date.

Snotlout and the twins snicker Hiccup 'the useless' getting a date.

Astrid squeezes his hand in reassurance maybe I could get a date by 'training' a dragon after all.

GOBBER

You can't lift a hammer.

Hiccup nods his head "True"

You can't

swing an axe...

Gobber grabs a bola (iron balls connected by rope).

"Affirmative".

GOBBER (CONT'D)

... you can't even throw one of

these.

Silence.

[A Viking runs by and nabs it out of Gobber's hand, hurling it

at a dive-bombing Gronkle. The bola binds its legs, sending

it into a heavy crash.]

A few Vikings see the trio wince and are completely confused. They can't pity dragons! They're beasts!

Hope glares as if she could read minds. "They're not beasts" Hiccup and Astrid nod their heads in agreement and the Vikings look away disgusted at the teens and the host.

The dragons look confused they're Vikings they kill us why are they any different?

Toothless looks proud "That's my rider!"

HICCUP

(ready with the answer)

Okay fine, but...

[He rushes to the back corner of the stall and presents a

bizarre, wheel barrow-like contraption.]

HICCUP (CONT'D)

... this will throw it for me.

[Hiccup OPENS the hinged lid of the device. An arm springs up,

equipped with twin bows. They prematurely launch a bola,

narrowly missing Gobber... and taking out a Viking at the

counter.]

The twins look shocked "Can we have it?" Vikings who have seen the twins destruction pale.

"As much as I'd like to give it to you..." the twins get excited and the Vikings get paler.

"…It got broken" The Vikings return to their original colour.

VIKING

Arggh!

"Sorry!" Hiccup yells half-heartedly, the Viking shrugs.

GOBBER

See, now this right here is what

I'm talking about.

HICCUP

Mild calibration issue.

GOBBER

Hiccup. If you ever want to get out

there to fight dragons, you need

to stop all...

[Gobber gestures in Hiccup's general direction.]

GOBBER (CONT'D)

... this.

"Nice!"

HICCUP

(ASTONISHED)

But... you just pointed to all of

me.

GOBBER

Yes! That's it! Stop being all of

you.

"Rude!"

HICCUP

(THREATENING)

Ohhhh...

GOBBER

(MIMICKING)

Ohhhhh, yes.

"Still rude!"

HICCUP

You, sir, are playing a dangerous

game. Keeping this much,

raw...Vikingness contained.

(BEAT)

There will be consequences!

"SHUT UP!"

[Gobber tosses him a sword.]

GOBBER

I'll take my chances. Sword.

Sharpen. Now.

[Hiccup takes it begrudgingly and lobs it onto the grinding

wheel. He stews... fantasizing...]

Snotlout snickers at the conversation.

"Raw Vikingness? Seriously" Astrid looks at Hiccup as he shrugs.

Stoick looks jealous again but covers it up by putting on a stern look and looking at his nails.

Toothless growls at Gobber but Hiccup shushes him by quickly running over to the dragon whispering something in his ear and running back

FINNISHED! Chapter 3 done! I have nothing to say…

-Hope signing off!