Author's Opening Note (PLEASE READ): I'm sorry to announce this, but after I finish "How To Train Your Dragon" and the superhero adaptation, I'm going to have to stop this story and focus only on the one-shot fic from now on. Or, at the very least, put this story on hiatus until I find the time to continue.
New circumstances in my life have risen, so I must stop this fic to make time for them. Besides, I'm beginning to get bored with this fic and full-length adaptations are harder and take longer to write than one-shots. Plus, I want to try new things, as I trust my writing skills enough to possibly write a genuine RWBY fanfiction in the future. I hope you all check it out when I publish it and enjoy it.
Review Responses
Guest, Jun 26: That's a great idea, but odds are you'll only see it in the one-shot fic.
JC: Those are all great choices, but you'll only see them in the one-shot fic if I ever adapt them.
Longfang dark: I hope you like the next and final adaptation. Personally, I'm keeping my fingers crossed on how Warner Bros. handles RWBY.
Thewittywhy: Yes, it's very likely I would cast Salem as Valka, Hiccup's/Oscar's mom if I ever wrote the sequel.
ElordY: I've never heard of Acceleracers, but I'll do a bit of research and see if I can write a one-shot on it. I'll
Guest, June 8th: That's a good point. Weiss would think it's ridiculous until she witnesses how hardcore and strong Spider-Man is.
Guest, June 7th: I believe there is. I think I can visualize which dragons Teams RWBY and ORNJ would be best suited for.
Dragon-Raptor: Thanks a lot for the feedback. And, yes, I must have made a few errors here and there that I'll get to fixing later. As for your "Terminator" idea, I love your casting choices, but odds are, you'll see it in the one-shot fic.
volcasiron30: I'm afraid not. Sorry.
VirusChris: Really? I'll probably check it out. Thanks for letting me know. And I agree. Oscar/Oscar and Toothless' growing friendship is the best part of the movie, along with their first flight together. I really enjoyed writing those parts.
Majin Prune: It would, if I were planning on doing the sequels. But it's highly unlikely now.
musizlover2008: I strongly agree.
HunterPrimeAW5M3: I have a feeling you will get your wish my friend. At least for one of those films.
060896: It's possible you'll see Spiderman (2002), either here or in the one-shot. But I was never really a fan of Zorro, so I don't think I'll ever adapt it.
DYnoJackal19: She'll be awed and jealous at the same time. And she won't be the only one. I mean, seriously. Who wouldn't want to go on a dragon flight?
Luffy L Deathwalker: Sadly, the chances are I won't do the sequels. But you're right. The franchise should end with the third movie.
GojiraRWBYSW18: Indeed, he is the cutest dragon ever created. And while it's very unlikely I'll do any of the sequels, but your ideas for who should play Valka are the most likely choices I would make.
HunterPrimeAW5M3: I love "Clue"! But for aforementioned reasons, it'll most likely be a one-shot adaptation.
LoamyCoffee: Thank you for understanding. And I hope you're not too disappointed by my opening note. The audience will find Oscar and Ruby's onscreen relationship to be adorable. And yes, I laughed at that part as well. As the old saying goes: Be careful what you wish for.
Inspiration: How To Train Your Dragon
Disclaimer: The following is a non-profit story for entertainment purposes only. "RWBY" is the property of director and animator Monty Oum (RIP) and production company Rooster Teeth, and "How To Train Your Dragon" is the property of director, production company DreamWorks Animation, and distributed by Paramount Pictures.
Open to Oscar returning to the cove. He crept int through the crevice whilst hiding behind a shield. He peaked over the top, held a fish aloft, and threw it into the cove with a plop. But the Night Fury was nowhere to be seen.
"What's he doing? Feeding it?" Harriet questioned.
"It looks like it. But where is it?" Ruby scanned the screen for Toothless.
Ren shrugged. "Perhaps it escaped somehow?" he guessed.
Penny shook her head. "That doesn't seem likely, since it can't fly correctly."
After a pause, Oscar tried to enter the cove only for it to become wedged inside the crevice. He tried to dislodge it but gave up and slipped into the cove from beneath.
Oscar picked up the fish and slowly walked along the water's edge, looking around warily.
As he walked along, Oscar failed to spot the Night Fury perched on a rock right behind, watching the oblivious boy like a hawk.
The audience froze with concern for Oscar's safety.
"Let's hope he's not too pissed at Oscar to spare his life any further," Marrow said softly.
"There's only one way to find out," Harriet said forebodingly.
The Night Fury made its move, exposing itself to the startled Oscar as it climbed down from the rock with a low growl, it's posture similar to a big cat ready to pounce.
Gritting his teeth nervously, Oscar held out the fish to the Night Fury, the dragon sniffing the offered food and moving forward slowly before reeling back with a growl.
Oscar flinched and looked down, realizing the dragon was staring at his dagger sheathed in his belt. Avoiding any sudden movements, Oscar slowly pulled out the dagger, dropped it to the ground, and kicked it aside into the cove with a little splash. The Night Fury relaxed, it's eyes round and more serene.
"Awww! He's like a puppy dog," Ruby cooed.
"A very big, flying, puppy dog that can breathe fire," Oscar expanded, knowing how dangerous the Night Fury still was.
"That was a smart move to gain the dragons trust," Maria complimented Oscar's wits.
Marrow stared at Maria. "Smart? If worse comes to worse, what is he supposed to defend himself with? Harsh language?" he joked, eliciting a few chuckles. [1]
"You just copied that line from 'Aliens'," Harriet said, unamused.
Marrow shrugged. "Yeah, but it's from my counterpart. So, I say it's mine," he claimed.
As the dragon stepped forward with its mouth open, Oscar noticed that it had no teeth.
"Huh. Toothless," Oscar observed, puzzled. "I could have sworn you had..."
Just then, two sets of sharp teeth sprouted from the Night Fury's gums as it snatched the fish and gobbled it down as quick as lightning.
"...teeth," Oscar meekly finished his sentence.
"So, it has retractable teeth?" Ironwood observed, fascinated.
"Cool," Yang, Oscar, and Marrow all said together.
Still hungry, the Night Fury pressed closer towards Oscar, expecting more food.
"Uh…no, no, no," Oscar babbled as he backed up.
Falling onto his butt, Oscar was backed up against a rock by the Night Fury as it stared at him with narrow eyes.
Everyone tensed up, hoping the Night Fury wouldn't want to eat Oscar next.
"Uh-oh," Ruby muttered, her eyes widening.
"No! Don't eat me! I mean…other me!" Oscar pleaded awkwardly.
"I don't have any more!" Oscar said loudly.
After a long pause, Toothless heaved a couple of times, and regurgitated a slimy chunk of fish into Oscar's lap.
Sighs of relief mixed with groans of disgust filled the theater.
"Ew…that's nasty!" Nora cringed.
"Really? Right in my lap?" Oscar complained.
"Ugh…" Oscar groaned in disgust.
Toothless then sat down like a giant dog, exchanging stares with Oscar again. Understanding what the dragon wanted him to do, Oscar took a bite out of the fish, and barely managed to swallow it. He shuddered in disgust at the taste.
"Uggghhhhh!" about half the audience groaned in disgust as they struggled to keep their gorges down.
"Well, there goes my appetite," Jaune set his popcorn aside.
"Mine too," Blake seconded as she placed her can of anchovies down.
Yang giggled. "I never thought I'd see the day you didn't want to eat fish, Blake," she said.
Toothless continued to stare at Oscar, the latter forcing a smile. Toothless paused for a few seconds before mimicking the boy, his scaly lips curling into a toothless smile.
His courage growing, Oscar sat up and reached out toward Toothless. But the dragons smile instantly shifted to a toothy growl and he took off flying, only to crash on the other side of the cove.
Frustrated, Toothless blasted the ground with his fiery breath before curling up and lying down like a dog. Above, he spotted a chirping bird before it took off in flight. He stared at it enviously.
Toothless turned to spot Oscar sitting next to him. Surprisingly, he tolerated the boys presence, grumbled, and covered his head with his wings. That until Oscar tried to touch the dragons damaged tail, upon which Toothless lifted his wing and shot the boy a warning glare. Taking the hint, Oscar awkwardly got up and walked away, as did Toothless.
"A wise move, Oscar. Don't push your luck too far," Ozpin advised.
"Even so, he's beginning to trust Oscar," Clover remarked with a sip of water.
Elm nodded. "Yes, but once he does, what does Oscar plan to do next?" she wondered aloud.
Cut to later that evening. Toothless woke up while hanging upside down like a bat. He saw Oscar sitting on the opposite side of the cove, sketching something in the sand with a stick.
Toothless suddenly appeared right next to Oscar, curious. Noticing the dragon's presence, Oscar continued drawing to avoid scaring him away. His work was revealed to be a sketch of Toothless.
Toothless curiously eyed the drawing, before turning and walking away. Oscar turned around at the sound of soil moving around. Like something was being uprooted. Toothless then returned with a sapling in his jaws and began drawing sloppy lines all around Oscar, nearly whacking the boy on the head accidentally.
Toothless then dropped the tree and inspected his work with a nod, seemingly pleased with himself.
"Look at him. He's so smart!" Elm commented on Toothless.
"But what is he drawing?" Marrow questioned.
Oscar stood up to look at the scrawling scribbles in the dirt all around him, impressed by the dragon's intelligence.
Oscar accidentally stepped on one of the lines, prompting an annoyed growl from Toothless. He stepped on it twice more, getting the same response.
"Jeez. He's really sensitive about his work being stepped on," Harriet remarked.
"Yep. He's certainly drawn that line in the sand," Yang smirked, prompting groans.
"I want to draw a line in the sand against your puns," Blake griped.
"Ha! Good luck with that," Yang boasted, her arms crossed.
Acknowledging the dragon's sensitivity, Oscar carefully navigated around the lines until he narrowly avoided bumping into Toothless.
Oscar turned to face Toothless, locking eyes with the dragon once more. Taking the risk, Oscar slowly extended his hand towards the dragon. Toothless flinched away with a low growl, causing Oscar to withdraw his hand.
Oscar turned his head away and shut his eyes as he extended his hand again, only inches away from the dragon. Astonishingly, Toothless closed his eyes and bridged the gap by pressing his snout against Oscar's hand.
"Oooh," a few audience members moaned softly at the touching scene.
"I know they don't exist in our world, but I'd love to pet a dragon," Ruby said with a hint of jealousy.
"This feels like the start of a beautiful friendship," Ren smiled warmly.
Oscar opened his eyes and looked at Toothless, the latter doing the same before he backed away, snorted, and took off running.
"…or not," Ren took back his claim.
"Don't sweat it, Ren. It'll probably just take time," Jaune assured his teammate.
"Jaune is right. After all, Vikings and Dragons seem to have been fighting for ages," Maria reasoned, knowing such a friendship wouldn't be easy to build.
Cut to later that night. Peter and the recruits were all seated around a campfire atop an abandoned catapult tower, roasting food and listening to their teacher telling the tale of how he lost his hand and leg.
"And with one twist, he took my hand and swallowed it whole!" Peter said morbidly as he roasted an entire chicken on his prosthetic arm. "I saw the look on his face... I was delicious. He must have passed the word, because it wasn't a month before another one of them took my leg."
"Isn't it weird to think your hand was inside a dragon?" Jaune asked as he held up two chicken legs. "Like if your mind was still in control of it, you could have killed the dragon from inside by crushing his heart."
Everyone stared at Jaune as if he were insane.
"That's pretty gruesome, other me," Jaune winced slightly at his counterpart.
"But it would be awesome if you could do that," Nora countered.
Penny shook her head. "Unfortunately, once the nerves are severed from any body part, the brain no longer has any control over it," she said logically.
Cardin angrily broke the silence. "I swear, I'm so angry. I'll avenge your beautiful hand and your beautiful foot," he declared as he waved his own chicken around. "I'll chop off the legs of every dragon I fight, with my face."
Peter tore off a leg from his chicken. "It's the wings and the tails you really want. If it can't fly, it can't get away," he advised his students. "A downed dragon is a dead dragon."
Oscar looked horrified upon hearing this, but he hid it from the others.
Several people shared Oscar's fearful expression.
"Oh no," Ruby murmured.
"If that's the case, then Oscar really can't let the others learn about the Night Fury," Yang fretted.
"But what will he do? He still can't fly. And I have a feeling that he'll be discovered eventually," Penny said bluntly.
"Then Oscar must help him fly again somehow," Maria provided the only solution.
Peter got up and stretched. "All right, I'm off to bed. You should be, too. Tomorrow, we get to the big boys, slowly but surely making our way up to the Monstrous Nightmare. But who'll win the honor of killing it?" he said, the last part in a playful manner.
As Peter hobbled off, all the recruits began to reflect.
Ren propped his cooking spit around the fire and confidently leaned back with his arms over his head. "It's gonna be me," he proclaimed. "It's my destiny. See?" he flexed his arm.
Jaune gasped. "Your mom let you get a tattoo?" he asked.
"It's not a tattoo, it's a birthmark," Ren corrected.
"OK, I've been stuck with you since birth, and that was never there before," Nora scoffed, revealing Ren's lie.
"Yes, it was. You've just never seen me from the left side," Ren insisted.
A silent Ruby noticed that Oscars spot was empty. She walked along the edge of the towers walkway and spotted a Oscar's figure vanish into the night, wondering where he was going.
"Can you imagine the looks on their faces if they witnessed what he did earlier that day?" Marrow reminded.
Winter nodded. "Not only has he seen a real live night fury, but he also even touched it and survived without taking a scratch."
"That alone would probably make him a legend among the Vikings," Clover assumed as he chowed on some popcorn.
Oscar entered a small room at the back of the blacksmith stall. All around were drawings of weapons and scale models. He laid his sketchbook down on the desk and opened it to the drawing of Toothless.
With a diligent look, Oscar picked up a charcoal stick and re-drew the missing tail fin.
Marrow perked up. "Hmmm, what's he doing?"
"I think I know," Penny smiled with hope as she quickly realized Oscar's intentions.
A short time later, Oscar got to work on something as he shoveled hot coals onto the forge to heat up a narrow slab of metal, hammering it on the anvil, and dunking it into a barrel of water in a montage of blacksmithing.
After hours of work, Oscar finished his project. He it up in front of the sketch of Toothless, then folded it up to reveal what it was: a mechanical fin.
"He's going to replace the dragon's tail fin so he can fly again. That's ingenious!" Elm lauded Oscar's counterpart.
"On paper, it could work," Yang gave a cheeky grin while everyone else groaned.
"Well, perhaps. There's one way to find out," Ironwood said uncertainly, aware that inventions seldom functioned entirely.
Cut to the next morning back at the cove. Toothless was still lounging about inside the cove. Oscar approached him carrying a big basket of fish on his back.
"Hey, Toothless~" Oscar beckoned in a sing-song voice.
Maria cocked her head. "Toothless? That's what Oscar's calling him?"
Elm cupped her chin. "Good name, actually," she nodded in agreement.
"But technically, he isn't toothless," Penny corrected, missing the point.
"Nevermind that, Penny. It's just a name," Winter dismissed.
"I brought breakfast. I hope... I hope you're hungry," Oscar said in a winded voice as he strained to set down the basket and kick it over, spilling the slimy fish. "OK, that's disgusting."
Toothless sat up and hungrily eyed the feast that Oscar had brought him.
Blake began to drool a bit at the sheer amount of fish that Oscar had brought for Toothless.
"Here, wipe your mouth, partner," Yang said, handing Blake a napkin.
"Thanks," Blake said with a bit of embarrassment as she wiped her mouth.
Toothless approached the pile of fish, ready to eat while Oscar held his invention under his arm.
"We've got some salmon, some nice Atlesian cod…and a whole smoked eel," Oscar listed off the available food, holding up the eel.
Toothless narrowed his eyes and growled in disgust at the eel.
"No, no, no, no, no! No, it's OK," Oscar said quickly as he tossed the eel aside. "Yeah, I don't really like eel much, either."
Toothless then dug into his breakfast.
"Me neither," Blake nodded, sharing Toothless' distaste for eel.
"Kind of like I don't like raisin cookies," Ruby said.
With Toothless distracted, Oscar began to slowly circle around, heading for the dragons injured tail.
"That's it. That's it. Just stick with the good stuff," Oscar murmured. "And don't you mind me. I'll just be back here, minding my own business."
Oscar knelt down beside Toothless' tail and unfolded the prosthetic fin like a fan. He then tried to approach the tail, but every time he did, Toothless obliviously shifted it away as he ate.
"Getting that fin on isn't going to be easy, even with Toothless distracted" Jaune noted.
"What if it doesn't work and Toothless gets pissed?" Nora asked warily.
"Well, Oscar seems to think it's worth the risk," Ren reasoned.
Frustrated, Oscar tried to pin the sweeping tail down under his knee and finally managed to hold it in place long enough to strap the fin in place.
"It's OK. OK," Oscar murmured as he worked as quickly as he could.
Just then, Toothless finished eating and went rigid, his eyes narrowing, then snapping open. Slowly, he spread his wings.
But Oscar's back was turned, so he didn't notice.
"Oh boy," Yang said, half concerned-half excited.
"Jump off, Oscar!" Ruby warned.
Oscar spread open the prosthetic fin. "That's not too bad. It works," he said obliviously.
Just then, Toothless took off like a rocket. Oscar yelped as he barely managed to grab onto the dragon's tail as they went airborne.
"Whooooooaaa!" Oscar shouted as he watched the ground shrink beneath him.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" Oscar babbled as Toothless flew on.
Oscar then noticed the prosthetic fin was uselessly folded inward. As a result, Toothless' trajectory was once again flawed, and he swerved downward toward the ground.
Thinking fast, Oscar reached over, and spread the out prosthetic tail fin, stabilizing the damaged tail.
Toothless arced and flew upward just in time, missing the ground by a foot.
Toothless soared high into the sky as exciting bagpipe music played.
"Oh, my! It's working!" Oscar cried in marvel of his invention's success.
A few people jumped up and cheered at the apparent success of the prosthetic fin, notably Nora and Ruby before their respective partners pulled them back into their seats.
Toothless banked to the right, flying with blinding speed. He then flew downward, skimming just over the pond.
"Yes, yes! I did it!" Oscar said with excitement and fear.
Toothless shot a quick glance back at Oscar, then took a sharp left turn. The sheer force of the turn launched Oscar off of the dragon's tail, and he was sent bouncing across the water, until he stopped and went under.
Without Oscar to operate the tail, Toothless was sent screeching and flying out of control until he hit the water as well.
"Awww man. I almost had it," Oscar whined in disappointment at his counterpart's failure.
"It was a good start, regardless. At least Toothless got airborne without crashing for a few seconds," Penny tried to cheer Oscar up, looking on the bright side.
"So, Oscar just needs to find a way to keep the prosthetic fin open, or Toothless can't sustain flight," Ironwood deducted.
"In that case, it's back to the drawing board," Maria concluded with a sip of tea.
A few seconds later, a roughed up but delighted Oscar resurfaced. Toothless surfaced as well afterwards.
"Yeah!" Osar cheered loudly at the partial success of his invention.
The next morning, back at the training arena, Peter was continuing his teachings to the recruits.
"Today is about teamwork," Peter said from offscreen.
One of the dragon cell doors began to leak green gas that seeped through the crack. An instant later, the door exploded open. A thick cloud of smoke filled the ring, swirling around the now pair-up recruits. Ruby was with Nora. Cardin was with Ren. And Jaune was with Oscar. They were all carrying buckets filled with water.
"At least I'm not paired up with Cardin," Ruby said gratefully.
Jaune nodded. "Me neither."
"But I am," Ren muttered with a sip of green tea.
"Now, a wet dragon head can't light its fire. The Hideous Zippleback is extra tricky," Peter lectured the wary group of recruits. "One head breathes gas, the other head lights it. Your job is to know which is which."
The smoke cloud surrounded the recruits, separating them. They glanced around, watching and listen for the dragon while back-to-back with their respective partners.
"Razor-sharp serrated teeth that inject venom for pre-digestion. Prefers ambush attack, crushing its victims…" Jaune mumbled information on the Zippleback.
"Will you please stop that?!" Oscar hissed softly.
Nearby, Ruby and Nora silently tried to locate the dragon.
"Imagine if those were our true counterparts," Ruby said with a hint of fear.
"Yeah. It'd be pretty scary to be surrounded by gas while a big dragon stalked us," Nora shivered a bit.
"Almost as scary as Summer on the Nostromo with the alien sneaking around," Marrow said, hoping they would never watch another alien film. [2]
But Cardin saw a chance to act macho again. "If that dragon shows either of his faces, I'm gonna..." he began to boast before spotting something.
It was a tall, horned figure. Very possibly one of the Zippleback heads.
"There!" Cardin shouted as he and Ren flung their water at the approaching shape.
The fog dissipated, revealing a now soaked and angry Ruby and Nora.
"Hey, it's us, idiots!" Nora shouted.
"Your butts are getting bigger. We thought you were a dragon," Ren snickered.
"Not that there's anything wrong with a dragonesque figure," Cardin said flirtatiously.
Ruby slugged Cardin in the face while Nora threw her water bucket at Ren, knocking him down.
"Serves you right, you pervert!" Ruby jeered at the screen.
"Never say that to a woman," Yang growled.
"Sorry Ren…but you did say that my…bu…I…" Nora stammered before blushing deeply.
Ren sputtered and began to blush as well before his mouth clicked shut.
Suddenly, Ren was yanked backwards into the cloud of smoke by something unseen.
Nora gasped and tried to run and help her brother, but Ruby held her back.
"Wait," Ruby whispered.
From within the fog, Ren could be heard screaming and clamoring as if being attacked by the dragon.
Nora gasped. "Ren!" she squeaked, her hands going to her mouth.
"Don't just stand there. Go help him!" Jaune gestured at the screen.
Ruby and Nora went very still. Suddenly, a spiked tail swept out, knocking them off their feet and spilling their buckets.
Nora tried to get up, but then an unharmed but terrified Ren came sprinting out of the fog and knocked her back down.
"Oh, I'm hurt! I am very much hurt!" Ren babbled.
Ren ran past Oscar and Jaune, both tensely holding their buckets.
"Chances of survival are dwindling to single digits now," Jaune mumbled.
"That kind of attitude isn't going to help, other me," Jaune criticized his counterpart.
A Zippleback head peaked out from the gas cloud. Jaune hurled his water at it, completely dousing the head. It snarled and opened its mouth, green gas seeping out.
"Wrong head," Jaune said meekly.
The angry Zippleback head spewed out green gas at Jaune, sending him screeching and running away.
"Jaune!" Peter cried in alarm.
Some people snickered at how high pitched Jaune's screaming was while Jaune himself hung his head in embarrassment.
"Way to go, Vomit Boy," Yang rolled her eyes.
The Zippleback then turned its attention to Oscar just as the second head appeared and began to gnash its teeth, creating sparks.
"Now, Oscar!" Peter commanded.
Oscar hurled his water with all his strength, but it missed the Zipplebacks heads as they elevated out of range.
"Oh, come on," Oscar groaned.
The Zippleback lowered its heads to look Oscar in the eye. Then they lunged forward with toothy grins, knocking the boy onto his back.
Oscar pinched the bridge of his nose. "Oh great. Here we go again."
"He's gonna need rescuing again," Blake sighed.
"And the other recruits will probably laugh at him," Jaune scowled.
"Oscar!" Peter rushed forward to help the recruit, but then stopped to see something amazing.
Oscar was back to his feet and walking toward the Zippleback with his hands raised. And somehow, the dragon was backing away from Oscar.
"Back, back, back!" Oscar barked.
Everyone was thrown for a loop at what they were seeing.
Yang arched her brow. "Huh? It's backing off?"
"But…why? How is Oscar doing this?" Ruby questioned.
The other recruits stared in disbelief at what was happening. The Zippleback was backing away, returning to its cell, hissing defensively.
"Now, don't you make me tell you again! Yes, that's right," Oscar scolded the dragon.
Oscar discreetly opened his vest, revealing a spotted smoked eel.
"Back into your cage. Now think about what you've done," Oscar finished as he tossed the eel into the cell and shut it.
"Look at that. He found a non-violent way to beat the Zippleback," Vine pointed out.
"I guess all dragons detest the taste of striped eels," Blake presumed.
Oscar wiped his hands on his vest as he turned around to face Peter and the other recruits staring at him slack-jawed.
"OK, so are we done? 'Cause I've got some things I need to..." Oscar said awkwardly. "Yep, I'll see you tomorrow!"
Oscar rushed off. Ruby sneered, suspecting something.
"She knows somethings up," Jaune judged from Ruby's expression.
Oscar went rigid. "What if she discovers Toothless?" he asked in a small voice.
"That would be bad, to say the least," Penny looked worried.
Cut to Oscar back at the blacksmiths stall, working on a new project. He was shown cutting and stitching together leather, drawing and shaping steel. An overhead shot revealed his latest creation: a harness with handles and foot pedals.
Later, Oscar approached Toothless with the saddle in hand, the former then playfully running away.
"Hey!" Oscar called as he chased after Toothless. "Come here!"
Ruby giggled. "That reminds me of Zwei running away when dad and I tried to give him a bath or give him medication."
Yang laughed. "I remember that too. He was such a little scamp."
"Reminds me of running away from him when he came to visit, at Beacon," Blake grumbled, not having fond memories of Zwei.
Weiss pouted. "Don't be so hard on him, Weiss. He just wanted to play with you," she scolded.
The next scene showed a now saddled Toothless and Oscar flying over the ocean, the latter holding the tail fin open with a rope attached. They sustained flight at first.
"Yeah!" Oscar whooped, believing he'd pulled it off.
But then the tail broke off and the two yelped as they were sent falling once again.
A few people winced while others snickered reluctantly.
"He's really got his work cut out for him getting Toothless back in the air," Marrow remarked.
Back at the workshop, a determined Oscar continued improving the saddle.
Toothless and Oscar took flight again, this time with Oscar attached to the saddle with a metal clamp.
After getting the new model harness on, Oscar and Toothless zipped through the air. The harness and tail controls functioned better this time. But they still wound-up crash landing in an open field.
Oscar recovered and got to his feet to spot Toothless rolling around in some tall grass in total bliss. Oscar plucked up some of the grass and examined it, realizing it was 'dragon-nip'.
Back at training, Oscar was up against a Gronckle. After headbutting Cardin and sending him flying, the dragon turned its attention to Oscar. But this time, he stopped the dragon dead in its tracks by holding up some dragon-nip. The dragon sniffed his hand, and then dropped onto its side as Oscar rubbed the grass onto its nose. From Peter and the recruit's point of view, he's simply controlling the Gronckle with his arm.
"Ooooh, I see. It's like catnip. It calms dragons down," Oscar deducted.
"Hmmm," Yang hummed as she mischievously looked at Blake. [2]
Blake glared at her partner. "Don't. Even. Think about it," she warned, while Yang held her hands in mock fear.
As the recruits walked home, they surrounded Oscar and bombarded him with questions.
"What was that? Some kind of trick? What did you do?" Jaune babbled inquisitively.
"How'd you do that?" Ren asked.
"It was really cool!" Nora complimented.
"Hey, Oscar! I've never seen a Gronckle do that," Cardin
"I left my axe back in the ring. You guys go on ahead. I'll catch up with you," Oscar made up an excuse to leave, nearly bumping into Ruby as he went.
Ruby continued to eye Oscar with suspicion.
"Hey, look at that. They're finally starting to respect him," Harriet pointed at the screen.
"I knew he'd come around," Jaune said happily.
"But Ruby is becoming suspicious," Winter reminded.
Back at the cove, Oscar was giving Toothless a nice scratch below his chin. The content dragon purred deeply and slumped to the ground, fast asleep.
"D'aaaaw!" a few of the girls squealed in adoration.
"He's giving him scratches! That's so cute~" Elm put a hand to her cheek.
"I want to give him scratches too!" Nora gushed as she bobbed up and down in her seat.
"Easy Nora," Ren chuckled, placing a hand on his partner's shoulder.
Back at the arena, Oscar and Ruby were pitted against a Deadly Nadder. Ruby threw her axe at the dragon, only for it to bounce off harmlessly. She dove to the side, leaving Oscar to face the beast with a club. Oscar dropped his weapon just as the Deadly Nadder reached him, hesitating before striking.
Ruby retrieved her axe and gave a war cry as she held it high and charged at the dragon. But before she could strike, Oscar neutralized the Nadder with the same scratching technique he used on Toothless.
"He's finally found a way to pacify the dragons," Ironwood noted with an impressed nod.
"That's very clever. And it proves that it takes more than mere brawn to be a warrior," Ozpin praised Oscar's counterpart.
"And finally earn the respect of the other Vikings," Clover finalized.
Later that night, inside the dinner hall, Oscar sat down at a table to eat. The other recruits noticed and rushed over to sit down and talk to him, leaving an angry Ruby alone at another table.
"Oscar, you're totally going to come in first, there's no question," Ren praised Oscar's performance.
"Even the adult Vikings are beginning to respect him," Ren smiled.
Nora fist pumped. "Hell yeah! Things are looking up for Oscar!" she cheered.
"It's about time," Oscar said, having grown tired of the ridicule his counterpart suffered earlier.
Back at the cove, Oscar was using a mirror to reflect sunlight into a little patch of light on the ground. Toothless was chasing it like a cat chasing a laser pointer.
Nearly everyone laughed or chuckled at Toothless' unexpected behavior.
"I wouldn't have expected Toothless to behave like that," Weiss giggled.
"Who would have thought such a large and powerful dragon would behave like a cat," Vine chuckled.
"Reminds me of Blake chasing that laser pointer back at Beacon," Yang ribbed her partner, the latter rolling her eyes.
Back at training, yet another new dragon was introduced.
"Meet the Terrible Terror," Peter mentioned the little dragon's name.
The camera panned down to tiny green, winged, dragon skitter out of a little flapping door. It was no bigger than a housecat.
"Terrible? That dragon is adorable!" Weiss squeed.
"He's the cutest one of all! Even cuter than Toothless!" Elm joined in.
"I want one!" Ruby whined, on the verge of tears.
The other recruits laughed mockingly at the tiny dragon.
"It's like the size of my..." Ren scoffed before the terrible terror leaped forward and knocked him down. "Agh! Get it off!"
Everybody burst out laughing or at least chuckled at the screen, albeit reluctantly since it was at Ren's expense.
"Oh geez!" Nora covered her mouth.
Maria caught her breath. "I guess it is terrible if you're not careful."
Ren couldn't help but grin at his counterpart. It was pretty funny.
The terror gnawed on Ren's nose before hopping off, distracted by something. It was Oscar using the same reflective light trick
"Oh, I'm hurt! I am very much hurt!" Ren repeated as he crawled away.
Thanks to Oscar, the tiny dragon returned to its cage. The teens gazed at him in awe once again while Ruby looked on suspiciously.
"Wow! He's better than you ever were," Ren said to Ruby, the latter pouting.
"Don't be mean, Ren," Nora scolded her partner.
"I mean…he's not wrong," Ruby defended, even though she felt a bit of bruising to her ego.
Cut to Ruby in the woods angrily throwing her axe at tree after tree to vent her frustration. Then she stopped in mid throw as she spotted Oscar walking nearby, carrying one of his harnesses.
Everyone went rigid, eyes widening in shock at the very real risk of Ruby discovering Toothless.
Curious, she tried to follow him, climbing up a rock to get a better view, but she lost him. She huffed and pounded her fist on the rock.
"That was close," Oscar exhaled.
"You need to be more careful," Ironwood warned.
Back at the cove, Oscar prepared to attach a new harness to Toothless.
Cut to Toothless tethered to a post overlooking a cliff while gliding against the wind. Oscar was riding him while stationary.
Convinced that his work was satisfactory, Oscar pushed on a pedal to retract the tail fin and Toothless set down.
Nearly everyone gaped in awe and amazement at Oscar riding Toothless.
"He's riding a freakin dragon!" Yang exclaimed.
"That's the coolest thing ever!" Nora praised as did a double fist pump.
"It's like a fairy tale come true!" Ruby squealed with delight.
"I think you've done it this time, Oscar. That harness seems to be working,"
Oscar took out a sheet of paper to jot down a positive mark. He then climbed back atop Toothless to resume testing. Only this time, the rope snapped, sending them both screaming and flying backwards into the woods. They both got up, the dragon glaring at Oscar.
"Oh, great," Oscar mumbled as he tugged on the rope tethering him to the harness.
Laughter filled the theater while Oscar slumped in his seat, a little embarrassed.
"Hey, at least the harness works, sonny. Your making progress," Maria comforted with assurance.
Cut to later that night on the nearly empty streets of Berk.
A Viking watchman crossed Oscar's path. "Oscar," he greeted.
Oscar nodded at the man, trying to look casual. Once he was certain the coast was clear, he stealthily guided Toothless into the Blacksmith's stall.
Ruby frowned. "He's hiding Toothless inside the village?"
"That seems awfully risky," Blake said skeptically.
"Well, perhaps he thinks it's safer than leaving him at the cove," Penny guessed other-Oscar's reasoning.
Unfortunately, Toothless' massive bulk pressed against the stall, making lots of noise as he knocked things over. Even worse, Ruby, who happened to have been walking nearby, was alerted.
"Oscar? Are you in there?" Ruby asked from outside.
Oscar and Toothless' eyes both widened in near panic.
"Uh-oh…" Ruby muttered.
"Really bad timing, sis," Yang said softly.
Winter knotted her brows. "If she sees Toothless, he's as good as dead."
"And Oscar will be in huge trouble," Elm concluded, dreading just how Ozma would react. [4]
Oscar barged through the window shutters to stop Ruby from entering the stall and shut them behind him. The harness tether still attached to him.
"Ruby. Hey," Oscar said very nervously. "Hi, Ruby. Hi, Ruby. Hi, Ruby."
"I normally don't care what people do, but you're acting weird," Ruby said almost accusingly.
Inside the stall, Toothless was dragged up against the window shutters as Oscar tried to discreetly cut off the tether.
Toothless then perked up as he spotted a sheep nearby and moved toward it. Consequently, Oscar was suddenly pulled against the window shutters.
"Well, weirder," Ruby emphasized her point.
Oscar tried to strike a pose to hide his predicament. But then he was pulled straight through the shutters, which snapped shut. Ruby quickly reopened them but found the stall empty. In the distance behind her, Toothless and Hiccup managed to slip away offscreen.
Oscar wiped sweat from his forehead. "That was way too close."
"I'll say. It would be wise if you kept Toothless out of Berk," Ironwood suggested strongly.
The next day, Ozma's burnt and battered ship returned to Berks' dock, a crowd of Vikings waiting for their chief's return.
Blake's ears flattened. "Oh no. The other two ships are missing," she whispered.
"They must not have survived," Marrow grieved as he and a few others bowed their heads in respect for the fallen.
"Such is war. Not everyone makes it back," Winter said mournfully.
Peter shoved his way through the crowd just as Ozma disembarked, defeated and sullen looking.
"I trust you found the nest, at least?" Peter asked, staring at the battered ship.
"Not even close," Ozma reported negatively.
"Excellent," Peter snarked.
"Then the mission was a disaster," Harriet said bluntly.
"At least Ozma made it back alive," Penny mentioned the bright side, not wanting Oscar to wind up an orphan.
"I hope you had more success than me," Ozma said, needing some good news to lift his spirits.
"Well, if by success, you mean that your parenting troubles are over, yes," Peter answered.
That made Ozma freeze. But before he could reply, he was approached by the other Vikings, shouting cheers and compliments.
"Congratulations, Ozma! Everyone is so relieved!" a female Viking said.
"Out with the old and in with the new, right?" a male Viking added.
"No one will miss that nuisance!"
"We're throwing a party to celebrate!"
Ozma turned to Peter, wide-eyed. "He's gone?" he asked, fearing the worst had happened.
"Most afternoons, but who can blame him? The life of a celebrity's rough," Peter explained. "He can barely walk through the village without being swarmed by his new fans."
"Oscar?" Ozma said, puzzled.
"Who would have thought it? He has this way with the beasts," Peter praised Oscar's improvement.
Ozma stared at Peter in amazement and confusion.
"Ozma's gonna be jumping for joy when he sees just how much Oscar has shaped up," Ruby beamed.
"Yes. But not in the way he's hope for, I fear," Ozpin reminded on Oscars unorthodox methods.
"That's what concerns me. What's gonna happen if he finds out the truth?" Clover addressed the elephant in the room.
"Well...we'll just have to hope Oscar can keep his secret," Jaune said simply with a sip from his soda.
Elsewhere, Toothless and Oscar were flying high over the sea around Berk, a bright blue sky behind them. They were so high up; clouds were visibly at their altitude.
"OK, bud. We're gonna take this nice and slow," Oscar instructed Toothless.
Oscar glanced down at a sheet of paper clipped to the harness. Drawn on it were tail positions and their pedal positions.
"You know, for the time period, that's rather brilliant," Penny praised Oscar's ingenuity.
"Dragon rider and inventor? He'll become a Viking legend for sure, sonny," Maria
Oscar blushed a bit. "Gee, thanks…" he said shyly.
"Here we go. Here we go. Position...three... no, four," Oscar mumbled as he pressed on the harness petals to open Toothless' prosthetic tail fin.
Toothless flew on unhindered and banked to the left while Oscar gripped the dragons thick neck.
"All right, it's go time. It's go time," Oscar breathed out.
With a bellow, Toothless dove downward toward the sea far below, the wind whooshing loudly against them. Toothless began to even out as he flew toward a cluster of sea stacks.
The audience cheered or whooped loudly in excitement and awe at the scene.
Oscar laughed ecstatically. "I would give anything to be in my counterparts boots right now!"
"Me too! It's like a roller coaster, only ten times more awesome and fun!" Nora beamed.
"Not me. I could never handle that," Jaune grimaced, referencing his airsickness.
Toothless momentarily tilted to the left, his wingtip skimming the water.
"Come on, buddy! Come on, buddy!" Oscar shouted in encouragement.
Hearing him, Toothless evened himself out, narrowing his green eyes in concentration as he flew through a natural, rocky arch.
"Yes, it worked!" Oscar shouted in triumph.
The audience clapped at Oscar's counterpart successfully making Toothless airborne again.
Unfortunately, the success was short lived as Toothless bumped into one of the sea stacks.
"Sorry!" Oscar apologized.
Rebounding off the sea stack, Toothless tried to correct himself, only to bump into another sea stack.
"It was my fault," Oscar apologized again.
A few people chuckled or snickered.
"Well then stop flying him into stuff," Yang giggled.
"I guess there's still a few flaws to work out," Oscar sighed.
Annoyed, Toothless tilted his head to smack Oscar with one of his "ears".
"Yeah, yeah, I'm on it," Oscar grumbled, looking back at his sheet. "Position four. No three."
Toothless flew high upwards, piercing the clouds once again.
"Yeah! Go, baby! Yes!" Oscar hollered in exhilaration.
Toothless kept climbing higher and higher while Oscar gripped the saddle, the wind blowing past fiercely. By this point, they were almost surrounded by clouds.
"Yeah! Higher! Higher!" Nora flapped her arms in excitement.
"This is so amazing!" Oscar grinned widely; his fists held up in giddiness.
"I wouldn't get too carried away, Oscar. You and Toothless haven't mastered flying together yet," Ozpin cautioned his host.
"Oh, this is amazing! The wind in my..." Oscar began to cheer, before his position sheet was blown off the saddle. "Cheat sheet!"
"Stop!" Oscar ordered as he frantically grabbed for the sheet, barely managing to retrieve it.
Toothless heeded Oscar's word and stopped flapping his wings. Unfortunately, just as they came to a stop in mid-air, Oscar went weightless. The rings on his vest floated off the harness hooks, leaving him detached and free falling.
"No!" Oscar screamed in pure terror.
Without Oscar controlling the pedals, the prosthetic tail lost control and both Hiccup and Toothless began to fall back to Remnant.
Everyone's joy and excitement instantly changed to gasps of fear while Ozpin sighed deeply at being proven right.
"Oh no! They're falling!" Penny cried with her hands over her mouth.
"Oscar's gotta get back on the saddle, or they're screwed!" Harriet shouted.
"Oh, gosh! Oh, Brothers! Oh, no!" Oscar babbled in panic as he tried to grab onto Toothless.
Toothless roared and struggled to get back under Oscar.
Oscar barely managed to calm himself down. "All right, OK, you've gotta kind of angle yourself," he shouted at Toothless, trying to relax him.
Everybody tensed up with anxiety, especially Oscar as he gripped his armrests tightly, inwardly praying he and Toothless would survive.
"Come on. Come one! Come on!" Jaune mouthed urgently.
Oscar extended his arms toward Toothless, trying desperately to grip onto the dragon wherever he could.
"OK, no, no, no. Come back down towards me!" Oscar babbled. "Come back down...OW!"
Toothless spun out of control and accidentally whacked Oscar with his wing.
After a couple of more misses, Oscar finally grabbed onto the harness, managed to lock himself in, and regained control Toothless an instant before they crashed into a forest below, flying just a few feet over the treetops.
The entire audience sighed deeply in relief that the duo were okay.
Oscar put a hand to his chest. "That was terrifying," he breathed, getting tired of all the close calls.
"Well, I hope your counterpart and Toothless learn from this near-death experience and upgrade the tether on his harness," Ozpin advised strongly.
"Ozpin is right. If you don't, you may not be so lucky next time," Ironwood said sternly.
Toothless screeched as he flew over the trees and into a treacherous obstacle course made up of sea stacks, zipping past them at blinding speed. Concurrently, Oscar pressed on the pedals to open the fin, allowing Toothless to navigate through the deadly obstacle course, and emerge from the other side over the safety of the open sea.
Oscar raised his arms. "Yeah!" he beamed in victory and relief.
Sharing Oscars gleeful attitude, Toothless spat out a fireball.
Oscar deflated. "Ah, come on," he groaned as the pair flew directly into the fireball up ahead.
Laughter filled the theater again, a nice change of pace from earlier anxiety.
Oscar rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on," he parroted his counterpart.
"Victory flare~" Yang shouted in a sing-song tone.
Later, Oscar and Toothless were relaxing on a deserted beach, feasting on some freshly caught fish. As Oscar cooked his over a fire, Toothless regurgitated a fish head.
"Uh…no, thanks. I'm good," Oscar declined, holding up his fish on a stick.
"Ugh. Could you please stop puking up fish heads, Toothless," Nora protested as she set down a fork with a cut of pancake on it.
"Yeah. Some of us are trying to eat here too," Harriet shared Nora's complaint.
"Take it easy, guys. He's just a dragon," Jaune defended Toothless.
From above, a small flock of Terrible Terrors landed on the ground hissing and chittering as they approached Toothless', the latter growling in warning, refusing to share.
A Terrible Terror snatched one of the separate fish and dragged it away, while another attempted steal it from him. The first one drove off the second one with a stream of fire.
Oscar and Toothless watched in amusement. That is until one of the fish stood upright and snuck away from the pile. A stealthy Terrible Terror was exposed as the thief. Toothless grabbed the fish and tugged on it until it snapped back into Toothless' mouth. He swallowed it tauntingly.
The little dragon angrily pawed at the ground and prepared to blast Toothless. He opened his mouth, the gas hiss come, and then Toothless smugly fired a little flame straight into its mouth, causing the gas to backfire into the tiny dragon's body.
"Don't be mean, Toothless," Ruby scolded, wagging her finger at the screen.
Vine cupped his chin. "Interesting. It would seem dragons' breath can be ignited inside their own bodies," he noted.
The Terror coughed up some smoke and staggered away, looking sick.
Oscar laughed at the scene. "Not so fireproof on the inside, are you?" he said before tossing a cooked fish to the little dragon. "Here you go."
The grateful little Terror devoured the fish and approached Oscar carefully before curling up next to him, much to the boy's amazement.
"D'aaaaaw!" all of the women an even a few guys gushed at the adorable scene.
"The little dragon is snuggling up to him!" Weiss squealed with her hands to her cheeks.
"I really wish I was Oscar right now!" Nora cried with jealousy.
Oscar watched in silent realization at the little dragons as they enjoyed the fish.
"Everything we know about you guys is wrong," Oscar muttered.
Oscar looked pensive. "Other me is right. It seems the dragons are only hostile when they're hungry," he observed.
"But then why are they raiding the Vikings? Don't you think they could find enough food to sustain themselves without having to resort to thievery?" Penny questioned, not comprehending.
"That's a very good question. I suspect there's something larger at play here," Ozpin predicted. [5]
Author's Closing Note: Well, since we're about three fifths through this film, I'll be setting up a poll for the next adaptation in my one-shot fic after HTTYD is finished. It'll be for a live-action film clip made up of suggestions I've compiled over time. Any ideas are welcome.
Author's Points
[1]- Lol. I had to. Of course, there will be shout-outs here and there from the audience regarding previous viewings.
[2]- You have nothing to worry about in that regard.
[3]- I myself can't help but wonder if catnip would affect Blake or not.
[4]- You're right to be worried about that, Elm. And it's not gonna be pretty.
[5]- More foreshadowing from wise old Ozpin. And he's absolutely correct. I can't wait to wr