MDM's Version of Gift of the Night Fury

A/N: This is actually quicker than I thought it would be. It's only been two days since my last update. Luckily, my Wednesday is completely free. Usually, my Wednesdays are pretty busy because of school. And by busy, I mean, BUSY. Thank Thor for this lucky break.

Anyhow, let's get on with Chapter 2. Roll it!

Chapter 2

Holiday Depression

That night, Stoick called the entire village to the Great Hall to discuss the sudden turn of events. Vikings were still worrying and fretting about, asking questions and fearing the worst.

"Where did they go?!"

"What if they never come back?!"

"Snoggletog is ruined!"

"It's not ruined!" Stoick barked, getting everyone's attention and silencing them. "We're Vikings!" We've spent generations celebrating Snoggletog without dragons, and we can continue to do so! Now, there's no telling where the dragons have gone, but we have to have faith that they'll be back again soon. Am I right?"

"That's right, we're Vikings!" Gobber agreed. "We're tough!"

However, that last statement was being a little bit ironic because at that moment, the blacksmith had an attachment of little golden bells on his prosthetic arm, and his helmet had Snoggletog streamers wrapped around the horns.

"Most of the time." He corrected with a sheepish smile.

"Let's go sing some Snoggletog carols!" He quickly suggested. Everyone, mostly the children, agreed.

Over in one of the corners of the Great Hall, the eight teens, now called the Dragon Riders, were sitting quietly. When Gobber suggested to sing some songs, Hiccup and Ragnar turned over to Juno.

Snoggletog was her favorite time of year because the music. Now that they're truly accepted by the tribe, she can really show everyone what she's made of. They already knew that she had a new Snoggletog carol ready to be performed.

"Are you going to join in with them?" Hiccup asked her.

"I thought you have a new song ready." Ragnar added.

"I do, but I don't feel like singing right now, now that Coccinelle's gone." Juno answered dejectedly. With that, all of the teens left the Great Hall and went into the now quiet plaza.

"That was depressing." Ruffnut said as they walked around the empty plaza, the festive decorations failing to lift up their spirits.

"I know." Astrid agreed sadly. "I was so excited to spend the holiday with Stormfly."

"I even had a great gift for Fossil." Ragnar pouted depressingly. "Now he's gone."

A happy whistling tune caught seven of the teens' attention. They turned to the side and looked over at Fishlegs, who was strangely not upset about their recent loss. "Why are you so happy?" Tuffnut asked him. "Don't you miss Meatlug?"

Fishlegs froze up. "Me? Oh, yeah."

He then released fake sobs. "I miss her so much! Well, good night." He quickly bid before walking away, trying to act like he was truly sad.

Ragnar watched the Ingermen boy with suspicion, an eyebrow raised and his arms crossed. "Is Fishlegs hiding something or is it just me?"

"It's not just you." Juno assured him. Her hands were on her hips, glaring at where Fishlegs disappeared.

Astrid suddenly began smiling. "I've got an idea!" She exclaimed, getting in front of her friends. "Let's come up with a bunch of new holiday traditions! You know, to forget the sadness."

Snotlout and the twins groaned. Astrid looked over at the Misfit Trio, hoping that they would back her up. Hiccup thought about it for a bit.

"Actually, Astrid might be onto something." He said.

"Yeah." Juno agreed. "It could be fun."

Astrid beamed. Every since she and Juno made up, they became even closer than they ever had been in the last five years. Sometimes, Astrid would fear that Juno would never forgive her because of the incident. But Juno always proved her wrong.

"Brainstorming new ideas for holiday traditions could boost up everyone's spirits." Ragnar said.

"Easy for you to say." Tuffnut said, mostly directing his statement to Hiccup. "Your dragon can't go anywhere without you." He added, gesturing to Toothless.

"Must be nice." Ruffnut added as she and the others, except Ragnar and Juno, walked away.

Juno and Ragnar looked at Hiccup, who was staring at Toothless, sitting on a cliff ledge overlooking the ocean. They knew that he was feeling guilty. He never really forgave himself for shooting Toothless down, which made him lose his left tailfin. But they knew that Toothless was just happy that he could fly again and that he gained some new friends.

"Don't listen to them." Ragnar comforted his foster brother with a pat on his shoulder. "They're just upset because you still have Toothless and they don't have their dragons."

"We put the past behind us, and so have they. And that's where it stays." Juno advised.

Hiccup smiled at his friends and nodded. They always knew how to make him feel better.

"You coming to bed?" Ragnar asked.

"I'll catch up with you guys later." Hiccup said, turning away to look back at Toothless.

With that, Juno and Ragnar went over to their house and get some sleep. But if they know Hiccup, and they do, they're not going to get much of it. A couple of hours later, they were proven right when Hiccup woke them up in the middle of the night to get them to help him with his latest idea.

A/N: I know this is short. Don't get mad at me. This is just a really depressing scene, and I just wanted to get this out of the way. Next chapter might be longer than this. Hopefully. I haven't seen this short in a while. I might need to watch it again to jog up my memory.

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So, I guess I'll see you guys in Chapter 3. Happy Thanksgiving!

Got to fly! ;)