A Fateful Dinner

After leaving Hiccup's room, Stoick went downstairs. "Maybe Mildew was onto something. What if all the good the dragons have done is an act? Bah! Ridiculous. If it isn't, we will see at sunset." Stoick then started to make dinner.

   Hiccup and Toothless conversed about weird and strange things until Stoick called them down for dinner. They went downstairs and saw the food on the table. "I made your favorite, lamb chops." "Thanks Dad." Hiccup and Stoick sit down at the table with Toothless on the floor next to Hiccup.

   "So son, did anything happen between you and Astrid while the two of you were gone?" "Uh no. What made you think that?" "Well, with the two of you gone for Thor knows how many days, we all figured you too had skipped dating and marriage and just ran away together." "What?!?!?" "Anyways, life's too short. Start dating her already. I want grandchildren!"

   After that fascinating discussion and dinner, Hiccup started to climb up the stairs when he felt an immense pain. "What?!? No!" Hiccup then shifted into a nightfury with Stoick watching. "So Mildew was right. I was afraid of this. Get in here and help me take them to the arena!" The vikings who were waiting outside rushed in and grabbed the dragons and took them to the arena and locked them inside. "I'll decide what to do with you devils later."

  

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