After  two days of sailing, I was getting sick and tired of watching the ocean. Blue, blue and more blue. What's next? Blue !Occasionally I'd see some fish swimming around, but mostly when I look out the ship, there's just blue water reflecting myself. 

And my dad and the crew singing Viking songs did not help at all. They sounded like  chickens trampled by  yaks and were being plucked.

Holy Thor. If I have to listen to that sound again-" Berk straight ahead!" A man yelled.

 I jumped up, and sure enough, the was a really tall island. With trees. Yes! Trees! No more seawater! I did a little dance and my dad joined in, then, the crew. The ship was earth quaking and squeaking under the sound of happy feet. The island was closer than ever now. I could smell it.Dirt. Amazing, solid ,dirt! Oh, dirt and soil, how much I've missed you!

I could see lots of Vikings there, looking all jolly and cheery. there was even a Viking wearing a bucket on his head. Strange.

"we're here!" my dad yelled, pumping his fist into the air,then  jumping off the boat and onto the sandy beach.

"yeeeessssss!"I shrieked, jumping off as well. the sand was so soft and squishy and white! I've never seen anything like it.

Suddenly, a large man walked forwards, almost bumping into me. he had this big burly beard,bushy eyebrows and was taller than anyone in my village. Needless to say, this guy was an entire wall of muscles. he was wearing a green outfit with a silver scaly armor, complete with shoulder patches with chief symbols and lastly, a cape that looked like a waterfall of brown fur crashing down from his shoulders.

"Ah, Freddo! nice ta see ya again! Glad ya made it here in one piece !"Muscle Guy said.  My dad laughed and shook his hand warmly." Ah,you too, Stoick. how's that family of yours?Valka and Hiccup?" I noticed that at the mention of Valka, Stoick's face fell quite a bit. he looked shaken, sad.

His voice was barely a whisper when he said" Valka is no more. Gone. Taken by dragons." He sighed." Hiccup, on the other hand is fine. Still a wee thing, but fine.He's been using that net you gave him-" 

He was cut off by a little boy about my age, running towards us."Dad!DAD! Gobber said that he saw a troll in the forest yesterday ! I'm gonna go there, is that okay?"

Stoick muttered something inaudible under his breath and turned to the boy." Ah, Hiccup, glad you're here. This is Freddo Hofferson, Chief of Latia. And that's his daughter, Astrid. Astrid, this is Hiccup, my son."

He looked at me for a minute. I studied his face. he was scrawny but tall, and his face was splashed with freckles. his auburn hair was neatly combed and he wore a pale green shirt and brown pants. his eyes were just... Wow. They were pure, deep green, with bits of gold that glinted here and there. 

I reached out my hand, but he drew back."Hey, I don't bite!" I said to him." But you have teeth!" he told me, still doubtful. I snorted. " I don't bite people unless necessary. Now could you please just shake my hand? It's getting sore." He reluctantly took my hand and shook it. He was surprisingly strong for a kid this size. Impressive. 

'Now, Hiccup, why don't we go to the forest together? I know about trolls, and I'd love to see one up close!" I said, smiling.

"You know about trolls? Great!" he grabbed my hand and started running to the woods." Let's go!"

I looked back and saw my dad chuckling." Trolls, eh?"

Stoick rolled his eyes and said" You don't know the half of it."

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hahaha! YAAY! you know, just because.

 well, forest next!

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                                                                                 >< LOL Hiccup's face tho. And my face rn.

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