Chapter 27: Second movie start

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After showing off my newest weapons to my beloved maiden, life continued on. Day to day life went on as it had before, only with our newest friends. The dragons. My routine consisted of weapons training, collecting plasma from Darkwing for the forge, goofing around with Astrid and my friends, as well as helping out around the village.

[5 years later]

Currently, I am flying after my brother to try and bring him back for the dragon race that he's suppose to be competing in. I myself am not competing due to darkwing being too fast for the other dragons to catch which, according to the whiney bitch snotlout, gives me an "unfair advantage".

Looking around to try and find him, I think to myself, 'Now where is he. This is the fifth time he's done this on game day.'

Whilst looking at the horizon to catch a glimpse of him, I hear an explosion above me. Looking up toward the clouds, I see hiccup gliding along with toothless sending plasma bursts underneath hiccup to keep him afloat.

Rolling my eyes, I exclaim in exasperation, "Not again." 

Following their flight path, I have Darkwing shoot off toward the elevated island/cliff they were headed to. Landing on a patch of grass, I wait for hiccup to come crashing down for what felt like the hundredth time he's tried this maneuver. Moments later, I hear the trees behind me break. feeling the hair on my neck raise, I get Darkwing to dodge out of the way. Quickly landing I go to yell at Hiccup, but he seems to not have noticed me. Hiccup stands from toothless' grasp and begins to put his glider wings back into their respective places.

He turns to toothless and says, "Whoo! That really came out of nowhere!"

The towering island began to crumble behind him, catching his attention for a moment, before saying, "We really gotta work on your solo gliding there bud. That locked up tail makes for some pretty sloppy rescue maneuvers ey?"

Listening in on the banter, I think to myself, 'So this is the start of the second movie's cannon huh? I thought it would be later.'

Hiccup takes his helmet off and walks toward the ledge, looking out at the vast expanse of land before him.

Still looking out toward the large expanse of land, hiccup says, "Looks like we found another one bud."

Toothless, annoyed at hiccup, throws a pebble at the back of his head to try and shut him up.

Hiccup, when hit with the pebble, exclaims, "Oh! Oh, what, do you want an apology? Is that why you're pouting, big baby boo?" 

He then throws his helmet to the ground, shouting, "Well try this on!"

I watch, holding in my laughter, as my brother tries to wrestle with our favorite "big baby boo". Toothless, unfazed by his might, walks over to the ledge with hiccup hanging onto his neck.

Hiccup, not noticing the approaching ledge, says, "Ah. yah. Oh, come on, come on, you wouldn't hurt a one-legged...."

Looking at Darkwing, I ask through our link, "~Did you bring something to eat by chance? I don't like to watch entertainment without a snack.~

He tilts his head to the side in an attempt to look cute. 

~Snack?! You have snacks?!~

Chuckling at his response, I hop off him and shake my head, saying, "~I was asking if you had any. There should be some fish down there if you want some. Just make sure to get me one if you do.~"

Without another word, Darkwing launches into the air and dives into the sea to grab some dinner for the two of us. Sadly, with his launch, toothless and hiccup were notified of my presence.

Hiccup, being pinned by toothless, asks, "When did you get here?"

I answer with a smug smile, "Since you crashed and burned. I give you an eight on the flying, but a three for the landing. You really need to work on that brother. Without toothless, you would be the lead smear in the upcoming theater performance."

He rolls his eyes and turns away from me to look at the horizon.

Hiccup turns his head toward me and asks, "So, what should we name it?"

Looking out at the distance, I ponder for a moment before saying, "What about the floating cliffs?"

He nods in agreement and says, "The floating cliffs it is."

After writing the name down, he looks toward the horizon and asks, "What do you reckon Fen? Think we might find a few timberjacks in those woods?"

I think for a moment and grin, saying, "Might be a few. Might even spot a whispering death or two below the rocks."

He finishes up his drawing of the landscape and says, "Who knows, maybe we'll finally track down another night fury. Wouldn't that be something."

I nod and turn around to see two dragons flying toward us.

Without noticing the approaching dragons, hiccup puts his map away and asks, "So, What do you say? Just keep going?"

Soon after he says this, we hear a pair of Deadly Nadder screech and land on the small floating cliff we are on. Jumping off of the dragons is hiccups girlfriend Helga and my fiancé Astrid.

Seeing the two, hiccup and I say in unison, ""Afternoon, milady.""

Oh yeah. I forgot to mention that I proposed to Astrid a year ago. We figured that we could use the marriage and honey moon as a good excuse for us leaving for the next world. The plan is to get married right before the start of the third movie and after hiccup's wedding we would go to another world. Hopefully the others would believe our story and let us leave without too much trouble.

While I am mulling over the plans we had set up, I hear hiccup and helga shout, "We've got smoke in the air!"

Nodding, I bring my fingers toward my mouth and whistle for darkwing. Once he lands, we all hop on our dragons and take off as I tell them the plan, "Lets check it out! Stay alert, we're going into unknow territory here! Hiccup front and center! Astrid on the left! Helga on the right! I'll scout from up above! And for Odin's sake, hiccup don't do anything stupid!"

After giving my orders, I have darkwing launch into the sky up above we begin to make our way over to the plume of billowing smoke.