Author's Note: Alright then viewers, I figured that now is good time for you lot to decide on your favourite dragon. The majority favourite will receive an entire chapter, a long one at that, devoted entirely to them. The chapter will be either their back-story, current life or a certain event and will be told in the perspective, or perspectives, of the dragon. So here are the nominees:

'Smoke and Spark', the Hideous Zippleback, tricky yet loyal

'Blizzard', the Monstrous Nightmare, independent yet fair

'Quake', the Whispering Death, timid yet true

'Belle', the Flightmare, vain yet witty

'Spines', the Raincutter, motherly yet strict

'Frill', the Hobblegrunt, understanding yet non-bias.

'Twist', the Grapple Grounder, jovial yet brave

'Arrow', the Deadly Nadder, proud yet noble

'Rose, Bloom, Petal and Stem', the Snaptrapper, grouchy yet sincere

'Frostbite', Woolly Howl, dutiful yet forgiving

'Coral', Tide Glider, comforting yet stern

On that note, let's resume our story:

Halburg's cousins certainly went through with their punishment. Since he had been back, he had been cleaning Long Ships of barnacles, seaweed and moss and other wreckage and dirt off of their hulls when he wasn't working at the Forge or at School. Fortunately, he was aloud help in the form of Coral, Spines and Frostbite.

Unfortunately, since he was now in a more open area of Berk that more people went through, this being the docks, he had a chance to encounter some of Magnus and Natania's followers. They often mocked or made Halburg's work even harder by throwing dirt and other stuff like that at the Thorston.

Although the other Thorston dragons couldn't help Halburg with the cleaning of the ships, they still managed to be in the area and boy would you regret getting caught by one of these dragons if you were seen messing with their trainer, especially if that dragon was a Zippleback, Nightmare or Whispering Death.

Halburg however, didn't much mind his punishment. He enjoyed his quality time with Spines, Coral and Frostbite. Aswell, when he was selecting his three he had done so wisely. Frostbite would freeze the boat first then Spines would melt it with her fire aswell as slice it with her head sail before Coral would wash it off with her water.

All in all, it was going alright however, it was his last week and the fact that it was only about three weeks (This is in context to the stories timeline) till Snoggletog, meant that the weather was always a problem as the temperature dropped lower. Halburg however persevered and also found his Staff to be useful.

The time went by but one mourning, some of Halburg's former tormentors came by and unfortunately it wasn't the Catastrophic Quaken with that name. "Hay look who it is" snarled a boy with dark red hair and brown eyes. "Why it's the most useless Viking on Berk" laughed a girl with brown hair and blue eyes. "At least I have a brain" mumbled Halburg as he scrubbed the side of Bucket and Mulch's fishing boat.

"What was that Thorston" growled a blonde haired boy, sort of similar in shape to Snotlout. "Nothing now bug off" retorted Halburg. Spines, who had Halburg standing on her back, hissed at the group of ten with her head sail flared. Frostbite had jumped atop the boat while Coral had emerged from the side of the ship, both snarling at their trainer's oppressors.

The dragons of the ten, which were to keep people happy a Sand-Wraith, Devilish-Dervish, Timberjack, Shovelhelm, Thunderclaw, Mudraker, Monstrous Nightmare, Hobblegrunt, Thunderdrum and Sliquifier, all growled back at the dragons who dared startle their trainers.

"What's wrong Thorston, you don't have your precious Zippleback to care for you" snarled a girl who had black hair and green eyes. "You ten really are thick aren't ye" Halburg stated, as he jumped off Spines' back and walked up to face them, and pointed up in the direction of the rafters just below the Dragon Hanger.

There, all dragons of the Thorston boy had their heads perked up and looked ready to pounce at a moment's notice. The group looked at the Thorston boy but then the largest boy, who had blueish hair, pushed over the Thorston on the slippery floor. "Come on guys" he said and the group left while Spines, Coral and Frostbite helped their trainer up aswell as making sure he was well.

Smoke, Spark and Blizzard though weren't letting them get off that easy and jumped down from the rafters, despite Frill telling them otherwise. The two, or three depends on perspective, then growled at the ten and Blizzard blasted fire at the Devilish Dervish, which belonged to the boy who had pushed Halburg. The Zippleback then went around the group on the wooden path above the water they walked on; Smoke circled them with gas before Spark lit it on fire.

The path collapsed and the group of ten along with their dragons fell into the water. The Zippleback landed by the Monstrous Nightmare which the two grinned while the dragons hauled their riders to the shore. However, to both dragons surprise, Halburg was helping them out of the water.

"Frill, warm them up" Halburg said. The Stoker class Hobblegrunt then hopped down and warmed up his body and heated the ten teens. "Are you lot ok?" asked Halburg. "Ya, just check on our dragons" asked a girl. "Coral, here girl" Halburg spoke.

The dragons and riders left afterwards, with only the Sliquifier having gotten off badly with a nasty gnash on his left fore-leg. Halburg saw his dragons look at him but then when he saw Blizzard, Smoke and Spark, the Thorston merely shook his head. He walked back to the boat with Spines, Frostbite and Coral, leaving his other dragons to themselves.

Arrow, Twist and the others flew back up to the rafters, leaving Frill with Blizzard, Smoke and Spark. The Zippleback and Nightmare may be the oldest of the dragons but Frill had pretty much always been the father-figure of the group. The Hobblegrunt shared the same disappointed gaze as Halburg had before he flew up to sit next to Belle and Quake. The two dragons exchanged three confused glances and walked over to their trainer.

Halburg would never say it to any of his dragons out loud but inside, Blizzard, Smoke and Spark were always his favourite dragons and that was fact. Smoke and Spark maybe more than Blizzard but not by much. Despite the respective jokes and stubbornness of the two, Halburg never had been disappointed by them.

Halburg was currently scrubbing the 'dragon' head at the stern of the ship while Coral let him stand on her snout. Smoke, Spark and Blizzard nudged their trainer but Halburg ignored them both. Smoke and Spark grumbled but Blizzard licked his face, hoping to strike at something. "I'm busy at the moment, go wait with the others" Halburg ordered and the two dragons narrowed their three pairs of eyes before going to sit between Twist and Arrow.

Halburg looked at them and could see they were ignoring the remarks of the other dragons. Halburg sighed and spoke to his three present dragons "What am I going to do with those two. I get what they did may seem like a onetime thing but they do it all the time. I understand their concern for me but I just wish they would leave it alone. They could have killed one of those riders or their dragons".

Spines nudged him as Coral put him down. Frostbite placed his snout under Halburg's hand and the boy petted him gently while Spines and Coral sympathised with him. "Thanks guys" smiled Halburg as he saw Fishlegs walking over to him with Meatlug in tow. "Ruffnut told me to drop down your lunch" said Fishlegs. "Thanks Fishlegs" smiled Halburg who took the small bag containing food of some bread, an apple, some meat and a skin flask of mead.

"Coral, Spines, Frostbite, you three can go off for your lunch, take the others with ye" Halburg said to his three dragons to which they all automatically agreed to. The three took off, roared at the others and circled in the air before flying off out to the sea. "Seeya Halburg" smiled Fishlegs as the large man climbed onto Meatlug and flew off. "Seeya Fish" replied Halburg who sat on the bow of the ship, eating his lunch and watching his eleven fly in and out of the water in desperation to catch their lunch, often flying up with Salmon, Halibut and Perch.

Halburg smiled as his dragons all greedily consumed their caught fish. Halburg, with his dragons still out on the open ocean, took out his sketch book and started to draw out some designs of various tools, such as for an axe, a sword, a spear and a mace. He then found a small design sheet which had his first design for his staff. Next to it where the designs of a sword, bow and mace

The sword looked similar to a gladius but by the hilt there was an axe head on either side. The bow was similar to one used by the Egyptians but had a single, slim spear head on top and a dual headed one at the bottom. The mace was fairly normal but the ball head was able to shoot off and recoil thanks to a chain, similar to Halburg's staff's spear head, and also had two dagger heads at the very base of the spear. "Someday" Halburg told himself.

These weapons were to be completed with the staff for three other friends of Halburg's. However, it was when he had finished the design work that those three had vanished. Halburg always meant to make the sword, mace and bow but never had the time, or sometimes the heart, to do it.

Frill, being probably the most experienced of the dragons when it came to anything really, had already finished his fishing session with Twist coming at a close second. The two grinned and left the nine behind as they flew over to Halburg. "Hay boys, how ya been" smiled Halburg as he put down his book and petted their respective snouts.

Frill breathed in Halburg's face, causing the boy to gag and retract. "Frill, dear Odin your breath smells of fish, ugh" grumbled and exclaimed Halburg who then playfully pushed away the Hobblegrunt's snout. Twist smirked and shouldered the Hobblegrunt. Halburg smiled as his dragons play fought.

Blizzard, Smoke and Spark were still sad with their trainer as they flew back to the shore. Spines, being the 'mother-hen' of the group, comforted the two/three as they flew back, with some of the other dragons thinking they were in the wrong while some not giving a damn. As they flew back, still a good bit out, they spotted Astrid telling Halburg something before flying away on Stormfly.

The nine dragons landed to discover Halburg was on Twist's back. Their trainer then spoke "Change of plans guys and girls, turns out there is a storm approaching according to Bucket and Mulch. We're going to our stables until it passes over ok. Also, there will be a few other dragons. Slate, Argon, Spiral, Splitwire, Uncle Fairfax's Groncicles and also the 'Ash' gang will be there.

These dragons were all owned by the Thorston family aswell as Halburg's mother's side of the family. Argon, Splitwire and Spiral were the Smokebreath, Typhommerang and Skrill that they had rescued along with Quake. Slate was a Blue Gronckle with purple bumps on his hide and was owned by Halburg's Mother's sister. Uncle Fairfax was Halburg's Mother's brother and owned five Groncicles whose colour reflected their name with Emerald and Emerald Junior being the two male and Ruby, Tourmaline and Amethyst (Irony) being the female.

The 'Ash' gang were so called because all these dragon's names ended in those letters. There were four dragons in total, with Crash being one of them (the Devilish Dervish also rescued with Quake). Dash (a female green Windstriker); Lash (A female brown Thornridge) and Bash (A male blue Prickle Boggle) were the other three. All of these dragons were owned by Halburg's Dad's sister and her husband aswell as two daughters.

The Thorston family had organised a system in case a storm ever broke out. The dragons mentioned above had been assigned to stay in Halburg's underground stable due to the main dragon hanger not having enough room. Steam, Whip, Sprint and Crawl would also stay there. Halburg however had to take one dragon with him to the Great Hall.

So, the dragons were now in the Stables by themselves with Halburg and Twist in the Great Hall. Ruffnut and Tuffnut were there with Barf and Belch along with everybody else in the village, with either one or two people per dragon there.

Aswell were some of Halburg's cousins and friends, with the Thorston boy spending his time with his friend Jhrpiy and her Snow Wraith aswell as his other friend Ninja Dipstick and his Gronckle. Halburg wasn't really listening to either of them; he was worried for his dragons.

Snow was piling up outside and although some dragons could easily thrive in the snow, Jhrpiy's Snow Wraith 'Snowy' being a case in point, dragons like Twist were not as adapt. On that note, the Grapple Grounder hated snow more than he hated when somebody foiled a prank of his, and that is really saying something.

"Halburg, are you even listening" Jhrpiy said, breaking the boy out of his train of thought. "Nope, sorry" apologised Halburg. Ninja laughed while Jhrpiy kicked his shin, causing the boy to hobble backwards and trip onto a sleeping Twist. The Grapple Grounder grumbled and glared at the two friends of his trainer before picking up Halburg and letting him use his back as a chair.

In the Thorston stables

Back in the stables, Spines and Frill had been left in charge which was alright, until the troublesome Zippleback and Monstrous Nightmare suddenly curled up in pain and panted, heavily. Both dragons were gasping for breath aswell as stuck in their stable stalls.

Spines, with Coral's help, was calming the other dragons into their stables while Belle and Quake were minding Smoke, Blizzard and Spark while Frill was pondering what to do. He didn't want to leave them but he also wanted to go for Halburg. However, even if he did want to go, he had both the trap door and snow to get through which wouldn't budge no matter what he did. Frill knew that only one dragon could have a shot of reaching Halburg.

Quake turned his head in confusion as Frill roared and chirped commands at him before the Whispering Death took off, leaving the nest and Frill with Belle to look after Blizzard, Smoke and Spark

Author Note: What is happening, it will be explained. In the meantime I want your opinions on something. Along with choosing the favourite dragon for their own chapter, you lot will get the choice to decide the next species of dragon by posting your comments down in the comment section. The rules are it must be within three weeks of this chapter being written aswell as must be one of the following dragons:

Rumblehorn

Stormcutter

Armorwing

Singetail

Sword Stealer

Hackatoo

Snafflefang

Or it can be Argon, Split-Wire, Crash, Spiral, Lash, Dash, Bash, Slate or a Groncicle.