Hello! Here is chapter two. Hope you like it!

Chapter 2

Lauren's POV

"Toothless," I whisper.

"No, I hadn't noticed. We are so dead. I got it! We can go back to the rock! We can make sure none of this ever happened! We won't leave a trace of anything…" She rambles on. I think about our situation, and I know what we have to do.

"It won't let us back. That's how it usually works. You have to do something to get out. Well, maybe we have to keep the movie on track. How to Train Your Dragon. So let's get to the village, come on!" Shaina seems to understand what I'm saying, that we can't go back to the rock, we have to go forward.

"Wait! What about Toothless?"

"We can't! If we help him, Hiccup won't find him and then we'll be kissing our chances of getting home goodbye." Shaina looks reluctantly back at him but sees the sense in what I'm saying. Hiccup has to be the one rescue him.

We stumble around for a bit, until we find that tree that Toothless fell on and broke in half. So we follow it out of the forest and to the village. As we run into the burning village, we see the largest animals we'll ever see. And they're airborne.

I gotta a feeling, woo ooh, that tonight's gonna be a weird night. That tonight's gonna be a weird night. That tonight's gonna be a weird, weird night.

Men and women run around, carrying various weapons in both hands. Fire spews from every corner and we have to maneuver our way around it. I then make my way around Berk like a normal person, as people wish us good morning.

"Where do we get weapons?" I ask a husky gentleman.

"Don't you already have one?" His booming voice asks as he strangles a dragon so close to him and the dragon struggles. Shaina's horrified mouth drops open.

"No, I left mine at… the shop! And my mom dropped it off there, so could you please tell me where the shop is? So I could get my weapon?" He stares at me for a few seconds, doubting my story, but eventually gives up trying to disprove it.

"It's down that path and to the left. Just try not to get burned on the way." He laughs heartily and slaps Shaina on the back which startles her, and she yelps. He doesn't hear her, so I thank him and hurry off to find Hiccup. Maybe he could help us. We have no money, but I doubt they use that here, so Hiccup would probably be fine letting us crash at his house. Yes, that's my plan.

We hurry down the path and are almost set on fire.

"Why is everyone wearing such warm clothes if everything's on fire all the time!?" Shaina shouts so I can hear her clearly.

"Because when it's not on fire, it's probably freezing!" I scream back. We reach the shop, or wherever Hiccup works; it's empty. No Hiccup and no Gobber. He's already at his house, probably. I angrily walk in the weapon-cluttered building.

"Darn it! We missed him!" I say, and kick a bucket.

"Well, you can get your axe tomorrow, Astrid. Hiccup's sharpening it, and I have no idea where he put it." I hear a Scottish accent say.

"Uh, I'm not Astrid, sorry. I'm… Laurel and this is my friend," I wait for Shaina to finish my sentence.

"Satina." She finishes.

"So, could we crash at your house for the night, we have nowhere to sleep and it's," she fakes a shiver, "So cold."

"Um, crash, no. I like a nice clean and tidy house, no crashing." His Scottish accent is so funny.

"Um, that's not what I meant. Crashing, where we used to live, means sleeping. So we asked if we could sleep at your house. May we?" "Satina" asks.

"Oh, ok. Sure, you can sleep at my house, I have a spare bedroom. You can sleep there as long as you'd like, if you help me in the shop. "

"Of course. We also heard about a Dragon Academy? Can we attend?" Satina gestures to me.

"Of course. The more dragon fighters the better. That starts in a few days, after the meeting with the chief, Stoic. I'm Gobber, by the way." Gobber leads us out of the small hut filled with weapons and to his house. Well, at least we won't be sleeping outside.

Satina's POV

We follow Gobber to his house near the center of the village. By now, most of the fires have been put out, but you can still see the occasional flame here and there.

We enter the house and Gobber directs us to the spare room upstairs.

"I'm gonna go out and see if there's anything else they need my help with, but you girls are more than welcome to make yerselves at home." He says before heading out.

Lauren and I look around the room for a few moments. There's a desk up against the wall opposite the bed and a giant battle axe mounted above it.

"Think you could use that?" I ask Lauren. She looks from me to the axe and laughs.

"Ha, no. That thing's got to weigh at least fifty pounds."

"Well, you better be able to soon. Remember, you just signed us up for dragon fighting class."

She groans

"Hey! You don't get to complain. It was your idea." I remind her.

"Yeah, but I was thinking about meeting Hiccup and Astrid, not the 'let's go swing around weapons as big as me' part." she groans again and flops down onto the bed thinking about her newest realization.

I laugh and sit down on the bed too. I'm kind of excited that I'm going to get the opportunity to go to the academy. I love old weapons, and dragons have always been my favorite mythical creatures and so getting to study them and see them for real sounds like a lot of fun to me. The fighting part not so much though. I can't even bring myself to use the fly swatter against the flies that wander into my house!

"Hey, Lauren?"

"Yeah?"

"You think that maybe Chief Stoic could be gently persuaded to maybe let us tame the dragons instead?"

"If by gentle persuasion you are referring to dangling him by his beard off the side of a cliff then maybe, but still probably not. Besides, that's Hiccup's job remember?"

"I guess so. I am gonna fail this so badly." I sigh.

Lauren sits up. "Nah, with your extensive and slightly scary large knowledge of dragons, I'm sure you'll do fine. You and Fishlegs will be great pals!" she says smiling widely.

I roll my eyes at her.

"You two can call out the dragon's information on the battlefield together!" she starts laughing at my expression. The laughter is contagious and soon we are both laughing hysterically. It wasn't even all that funny really. That is how Gobber finds us when he walks back into the room.

We quiet down enough for him to say "You ladies are both alright, yeah?" He says looking at us with a very concerned expression. This just sends us into another fit of laughter. He's beginning to look a bit scared now.

"Yeah, were fine. This is perfectly normal."

"If you say so," he replies skeptically. "Well, good night ladies, I'll see you both in the morning."

"Good night," we chorus.

"Thank you again for letting us stay here," I say.

"Yes, thank you"

"No problem." Gobber closes the door, and Lauren and I turn to face each other.

"Did you see his face when he walked in?" Lauren asks. The laughter starts up again.

Poor Gobber probably got no sleep that night.