It was just a normal day in Berk-

CRASH!!

Scratch that, normal twins-tearing-up-the-Edge kind of day. Yup, you heard that right. The Edge, not Berk.

And after three years, the only thing about the twins that changed was their appearance.

Puberty really hit hard.

I sighed as I watched the twins set Tuffnut's stuffed yak on fire. Again.

Although last time they did use up all our Monstrous Nightmare gel just to do that...

Three weeks ago...

"I don't see why you find this a big deal, I mean, it's MY toy yak."

"It's not the stuffed yak I'm worried about, it's the amount of Monstrous Nightmare gel you used to set it on fire," Hiccup replied, picking up an empty jug.

Boy, was that day overwhelming.

BAM!!!

-And now their own hut is on fire.

Sheesh, what's it gonna take to knock some sense into those two?

I rolled my eyes and jumped onto Stormfly, who had a barrel of water in her talons. We flew above their hut as Stormfly let go of the barrel. It plummeted and crashed down, all the water soaking onto the rest of the hut.

I gave the twins a 'why are you two always muttonheads' look at flew off.

And that, my friends, is a normal day at the Edge. Well, as normal as the twins can get.

As Stormfly was about to land at my hut, a Terrible Terror zipped past us to Hiccup's hut.

Terror mail.

I shrugged it off and went inside my hut.

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-Hiccup-

"There we go," I said, finished hammering a new tail for Toothless.

I held it up in front of him,"whatcha think, bud?"

Toothless rolled his eyes and went back to eating his fish.

"Oh come on, no love for your new tail?" I asked, smirking at Toothless' stubbornness.

Before he could reply, a Terrible Terror burst into the room, crashing onto my desk.

I quickly took off the rolled up piece of paper tied up to it's leg, then patted the Terror's head. I unrolled it, then gasped at what I saw.

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"What are we here for again?" Snotlout complained as the last of us came inside the clubhouse.

"This," Hiccup replied, placing a piece of paper onto the table, unrolling it.

I gasped. On a yellowish ageing paper, was a drawing of me. Well, younger me. But instead of my usual attire, I wore a black leather skirt and spiky boots. My shoulder pads, headband, and gauze was black as well. My hair was also streaked into different colors. On the paper read:

"Woah, so you mean to say that Astrid, of all people, is a criminal?"  Tuff asked, another one of his Loki grins on his face.

"No Tuff, it means that someone that supposedly looks like Astrid is out there causing havoc," Fishlegs explained. "What does it say she did?"

"Thievery, murder, raiding, and using dragons to do so."

Everyone turned to me after the last statement.

I held my hands out in surrender, "look, I have never done any of those. Besides when I have I ever worn that?" I gestured to the girl's clothing.

"Honestly you look way better wearing those," Snotlout said.

"And the name is amazing! Although what kind of parents name their child Carrots?" Tuff added.

"Tuffnut, Keres means evil spirits."

"That's even better."

I rolled my eyes and continued, "but I think I know who this is. But it's impossible, i haven't seen her since birth!"

"Who since birth?" Heather asked.

I sighed, "my younger sister, Arsyn. And this might be proof that she's alive."