Hello! It's Dolphinsplash12. Turtle and I have another chapter ready for you all, though I'm sure that you can probably already see that based on the presence of this update. My apologies for the lack of dragons, they were in the original first draft of this chapter, but the chapter became a bit lengthy so I made the decision to split the chapter into two parts. I promise you will get to see us fighting (well, actually more like failing at fighting) dragons next chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 5

Shaina's POV

The next morning, we eat breakfast and then Gobber takes us down to the shop to pick out our weapons for dragon training.

"Now, what weapons would you girls like?"

Lauren skips over to the rack holding about ten different swords and picks up a one handed one. She starts waving it around.

"I want this one!" she calls out

She knocks over a weapons rack and we hear a mighty crash. She sidesteps around the mess and says, "Oops…. I'll clean that,"

"Yes, you will. Right after dragon training. Satina, why don't you go find something you like, preferably without destroying my shop,"

"Got it," I say. I walk over to the corner of the room where a bunch of polearms are laying and pick up a nice six foot tall one topped off with a metal piece that seems to be the result of meshing together an axe, a spear, and a hook.

"Can I take this one?" I ask

"Looks good to me," he says. "Now why don't we go grab Hiccup and make our way to the arena?"

We exit the shop and start walking over to Stoick and Hiccup's house. Outside the house, a very disgruntled looking Hiccup is waiting for us wearing a helmet and trying to heave a heavy looking axe off the ground.

"Well good morning Hiccup! Somebody looks happy today! Who pooped in your morning coffee?" Lauren asks in a happy voice.

Hiccup doesn't look any happier as he looks over in our direction and asks "What's coffee?"

"Never mind," she says

"So, Hiccup, are you ready for dragon fighting?" Stoic asks him

"Oh, yeah. I can't wait to be mauled into oblivion. Woo-hoo."

"Depression hurts. Cymbalta can help." Lauren whispers in my ear.

"Lauren! Getting a dragon helps, too, shut up." I whisper back.

"Why are we whispering?" Hiccup whispers, suddenly appearing next to us

Lauren and I jump

"When did you learn teleportation?" I ask him

"We were discussing what species of animal left that nice present in your coffee," Lauren tells him

Hiccup just gives us a blank expression. Big surprise. He's a Hiccup. He doesn't do much.

We start walking towards the arena in an awkward silence. Upon arrival, the rest of the class is waiting outside the doors for us

Snotlout walks up to us. Of course, being a Snotlout, he is required to say something rude and obnoxious.

"Where'd you two come from? A dragon kidnap you and drop you here?"

"Yeah, where'd you come from?" I ask him

"Well, when a mommy and daddy love each other very much…" at that comment I lightly elbow Lauren in the stomach and give her a look.

"Was that necessary?"

"Yes, yes it was," she smiles.

Lauren's POV

"Alright, that's enough." Gobber walks by us to get to the crank that unlocks the door.

"Welcome to dragon training!" He smiles, and all of us walk in. Shaina stays at the back with Hiccup while I rush to the front between Snotlout and Tuffnut.

"Whoa." I utter. Shaina looks pretty impressed, too.

"I'm hoping to get some serious burns." I hear Tuffnut mention. He's a jerk, I hope he gets some serious burns, too.

"I'm hoping for some mauling. Like on my shoulder or lower back." Ruffnut adds.

"Maybe some scar tissue." I say, to fit in with the others. They don't notice me as anything out of the ordinary, and seem to accept me as any other Viking.

"Yeah. It's only fun if you get a scar out of it." Astrid mentions. I smile at this; she's my favorite character.

"Yeah, I know right? Pain. Love it." Hiccup says in a slightly masculine voice. Who knew he didn't always sound like a 12-year-old boy who just hit puberty?

"Aww great. Who let him in?" Tuffnut asks. I elbow him in the gut for saying that. "Ow," He holds his gut.

"Awww. Can someone not take a punch?" Shaina asks him in a sympathetic voice.

"Alright, let's get started!" Gobber cuts us off before we all get in trouble and start a fight. But sadly, like Pink says, "nananana na na, I wanna start a fight." I would enjoy starting a fight at the moment. It's normal here. It's not normal in the real world.

"The student who does best, will win the honor of killing," He makes a dramatic gesture with his amputated hand to show death, "their first dragon in front of the entire village." He smiles.

The rest of the group separates from Hiccup and Shaina, and Snotlout continues to be obnoxious.

"Hiccup already killed a Night Fury, so… Does that disqualify him or…" I elbow Snotlout in the gut, too.

The twins laugh and I roll my eyes. This isn't worth hurting my elbow anymore. If Hiccup doesn't want to be picked on, he'll have to do something about it.

The teens start to walk away, and as much as I want to hang with Hiccup and annoy him some more, I know I can't. Snotlout makes a few more obnoxious comments as I see Gobber try to cheer up Hiccup. Hiccup can't be cheered up. Everybody knows that. It might as well be a Geico commercial.

I can see it now… "Geico can save you 15% or more on car insurance."

"Yeah, everybody knows that."

"Well did you know that Hiccup really can't be cheered up?"

*Roll clip* And scene.

In the line-up of teens, Shaina is in between Hiccup and Fishlegs, while I stand between Astrid and Ruffnut. They seem to like having another girl around who likes to punch people. I caught Astrid smiling when I elbowed Snotlout.

"Behind these doors are just a few of the many species of dragons you will learn to fight." Gobber says, and starts walking in front of some large, menacing-looking doors.

"Deadly Nadder." He announces.

"Speed eight, armor sixteen." Fishlegs recites.

"The Hideous Zippleback." Gobber points to a door.

"Speed eleven. Stealth times two." Fishlegs says, getting excited.

"The Monstrous Nightmare." Gobber gestures to another door.

"Firepower fifteen!" Fishlegs smiles.

"The Terrible Terror." Gobber smiles this time as well.

"Attack 8. Venom 12."

"Would you stop that?" Gobber finally yells at Fishlegs. I was going to if he didn't. I suppose that does get annoying…

"And…. The Gronckle." He grabs onto a lever near the door, and I know what's coming next.

From across the line, I hear Fishlegs whisper, "Jaw strength, 8-"

"Whoa, whoa, wait. Aren't you going to teach us first?" Snotlout asks. I get ready to run for the shields.

"I believe in learning on the job." Gobber announces, and he pulls the lever.