Chy leaned on her dragon, glancing around the room. They were taking a small break to stretch their legs or socialize. The theatre was big enough for her to bring in baskets of fish for the dragons and some small commercial foods for the others. Thing's have been moving along swiftly and calmly a feature she was extremely thankful for. Her dragon used his tail to lift her chin.

She smiled, flicking it away. "I'm not stressing out if that's what you're worried about." The Razorwhip huffed, shaking his head. She whispered. "How do you think things will go once we go deeper into the series?"

The dragon spiked up his tail. The metal sticking up dangerously as it pointed to the leaders of the tribes she brought in. The girl groaned, letting her hand run her face. "I forgot about that. Let's not worry or wrestle with it. We'll cross that bridge when we get there."

She looked at her company. "Speaking of bridges." She cupped her mouth. "Alright, the break is over. Let's get this show back on the road."

Everyone went back to the seats. Hiccup and Fishlegs traded notes and returned back to their seats. Once the twins were settled or as settled as they can be without breaking the chairs she started the next episode. Though Chy couldn't help but awe at the way Mala gracefully say down. She really was a queen that's for sure.

[The episode starts as the riders fly skimming across the skies as Fishlegs, who held a piece of parchment, was reading excitedly to the gang.]

"The Berserkers cordially invites you to be their honored guests at the Inaugural Berserker Apprentices Graduation Ceremony." He read, gasping.

Astrid smirked, leaning towards her friend Heather. "You wrote that didn't you?"

Heather shrugged. "Have no idea what you're talking about." They laughed. "Thought you'd be surprised how many words Dagur knows, actually."

Astrid tossed a thumb at Hiccup. "Believe me one guy is enough."

Fishlegs continued. "Guys, Berserker Island! I'm so excited to see where Heather comes from!"

Dagur smiled, crossing his arms as he leaned back. "Berserker Island lives up to the name, but it's been a while since I've heard anyone being excited about my island."

Snotlout looked confused. "Didn't Hiccup go to Berserker Island?"

Hiccup shook his head. "No."

Snotlout ignored him. "Yes, you did. When we were younger and it was the time for the ceremonial thingy with the chiefs, right?"

Gustav lifted his head from his hand. "We have ceremonies for chiefs?"

Stoick shook his head, ignoring the young lads' comment. He didn't expect the boy to understand anything, none. "No, he didn't. He should've, but he didn't."

Gobber burst out laughing, wiping a few tears. "Yeah, because you could never find him. I always have to tell the lad, and next, I know he's gone, vanished."

Hiccup rubbed his face. "Can we get back on track, please?" At least this time he has a good reason to visit, and as he thought about it he really was excited to see what the island looked like.

Hiccup took lead, looking back at Fishlegs. "And Dagur. You know they say you can learn a lot about people by tracing their place of origin."

"Legend has it, the old Nut family tree originated with the wild Albino Snow Monkeys of the Northern Territory," Tuffnut explained.

Chy disagreed. "Yeah, there's no way that's true."

Tuff puffed out his chest. "Oh yeah, then I want the truth, yell it loud, say it proud."

She gave him an even stare. "Monkeys are animals. Vikings are humans. There's your truth."

Ruffnut joined in making monkey noises. "Look guys I'm a monkey." Continuing her choir of monkey noises.

"Case and point," Astrid spoke out, annoyed.

"I'm just excited for the party. Nothing like a good graduation celebration." Ruffnut responded. Her twin gave her a look. "I've crashed my fair share."

[The Twins joined together in another round of monkey sounds. Snotlout snatched the parchment out of Fishlegs hands.]

Snotlout didn't understand the reason for the excitement. "You dragged us out of bed for this?!"

"What, wait you're just mad cause Dagur doesn't like you."

Dagur shrugged at the hopeful look Snotlout gave him across the row. "Eh..."

Snotlout growled as the twins pounded on each other in laughter.

"He likes me, Fishface." Snotlout said.

Astrid flew next to him with a hand on her hip. "Yeah, Fishlegs."

"Thank you, Astrid." Snotlout said, with a hand on his chest.

But Astrid wasn't done yet. "I mean you can't really dislike someone you don't know alive."

The Viking growled. "Shut up, Astrid."

Hiccup shook his head. "Now guys..."

Snotlout groaned. "And here comes the lecture."

"...This is the first time we've ever been asked to Berserker island."

"So?" Snotlout deadpan.

"So no matter how weird or berserky it gets just try to stay calm." Hiccup finished.

Tuffnut tilted his head confused. "Why would anyone stay calm on Berserker Island doesn't make any sense."

Dagur laughed. "Finally, a Viking that truly understands the customs and history of our people."

Snotlout gaped. He slouched in his chair mumbling nonsense.

[The Twins laughed as the gang flew closer. The island came into view surrounded by drawbacks of rocks. The riders passed a guard stationed in those stacks with armed catapults ready for use. They landed next to the bridge that interconnected the sea stacks to the island.]

Dagur took a deep breath and let out a satisfied sigh. "Home sweet home."

[A guard stood asleep next to the entrance as the gang walked up. The Twins looking from the edge of the railing at the sight before them with Fishlegs supervising them.]

Dagur laughed nervously. His brother wasn't wrong it's been a long time since he had visitors. His father even welcomed visitors during his time, but since he took the throne the island became isolated while he tried to take over the world. A plot he's no longer proud of. A surge of nerves and embarrassment? Trickled into his stomach as he shifted uneasily in his seat. Did he felt the need to show not just Stoick, but also this Queen? Sure if that's what's being recalled. She seemed tamed which Dagur didn't like, but he's learned from Heather appearances are layers, not just one. And already he's making a bad mark. When he goes back he's giving that guard a piece of his mind.

The guard woke up as Hiccup and Astrid walked to the front. The man grabbed his parchment numbly. "Welcome to Berserker Island where dreams become realities. Name?"

Dagur was ready to punch something when Mala tilted her head. "Interesting."

The couple stood stunned before Hiccup recovered placing a hand over his chest. "Haddock, Hiccup."

"And Hofferson, Astrid." His girlfriend repeated.

Hiccup looked a little lost at words. Uh, we're here for the ceremony?"

The guard sighed. "Do not ask you that. Next."

Fishlegs smiled. "Ingerman, Fish..."

Snotlout pushed past him. "Move, move." He walked past the guard. "Jorgenson, Snotlout, Gary."

The guard wasn't fazed, grabbing the Viking from his collar putting him in front of him. "Hold it. Not on the list."

"WHAT?!" Snotlout yelled.

Snotlout's eyes narrowed. "What?!"

"Oh no, it has to be on the list. Can you look again?" Hiccup asked.

"The only Jorgenson I see is a Snothat."

Everyone burst out laughing.

Hiccup and Astrid laughed covering their faces. Snotlout growled, pulling back one of his fists. "Ugh, that's not my name."

A yell from above stops Snotlout from making a mistake. "Brother!" Dagur called from his dragon. Heather trailing behind.

"You all made it." Heather brightened.

Dagur raised a hand. "Stand down guard. They're on my personal guest list."

The guard gave a weak salute. "Yes, chief."

The dragons landed as the siblings dismounted meeting up with the others. Dagur slammed his hands on Hiccup's shoulders. "You hear that H, chief. Any problems getting here?"

Astrid and Heather hugged. "No, it was an easy trip."

"Right up until the time that my name wasn't on the list!" Snotlout argued.

Dagur smiled. "It wasn't? Oh heavens..."

Hiccup grinned as well. "Oh no, it was it was just a slight..."

The guard whispered to his chief, the deranged man blew out a laugh. "I'm so sorry about that I'm usually dead on with remembering names, SnotPocket."

Snotlout threw his hands up. "Snotlout! It's Snotlout!"

Gustav chuckled into his elbow. Snotlout heard the small sound and pushed the kid out of his seat. "Not funny, Gustav, grow up will you."

Gustav readjusted his helmet, making his voice squeaky in mockery. "Grow up, Gustav." The boy saluted him. "Yes sir, SnotPocket."

Astrid hummed in approval. "The kid's getting there."

The boy brightened. "Close enough for you?"

The smirk vanished. "Not even close."

Dagur smiled, happiness masking his features. "They are all more than welcomed on our little slice of Berserkeness." He gave Snotlout a hard push. "You too, Snotlip."

Snotlout grumbled and growled moving his helmet back into place. "Snotlip? You too Dagfart..."

Dagur gave the Viking a look. "That as far as you're vocabulary goes, Snot?"

"I was caught in a bad moment, jeez."

Astrid smiled at Hiccup. "Better than Hictooth."

The young man groaned, shutting his eyes, hoping to drive away from the embarrassing memory. "Why? Why would you do that? What did I ever do to you?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Do you really want me to answer that?"

Hiccup slumped, his leather armor creaking. "No, not really." 

The tour began in the air as Dagur voices the tour. "As you all undoubtedly see for yourselves, the Berserker landscape is only outdone in its majesty by the Berserker people."

The dragons flew overhead a group of men that immediately caught Hiccup's sight as his stomach clenched. He pointed down at the men. "Hey Dagur, is that Savage?!"

"Okay, that has trouble written all over it," Gobber suggested.

Tuffnut grinned. "I know! I love it!"

Dagur nodded. "Yep, got the band back together. Yo! Savage!"

Gustav rubbed his head. "Who says yo?!"

"In my world, everyone," Chy replied.

Savage looked up at the sound of his name. He plastered on a grin. "Well look who it is!" He laughed. "One big happy..." He trailed off as the dragons flew past leaving him groaning in displeasure.

Heather narrowed closer to her brother. "I'm sensing a coo? You?"

Dagur sighed, he was already getting a headache. "Really don't know, sis."

[The dragons flew. Then simultaneously the flight formation grew disoriented and disfigured as the dragons struggled to stabilize. The riders clung tighter to their saddles the moment catching them off guard.]

Hiccup laid a firm hand on Toothless's head. "Woah, Woah, easy bud. Easy bud."

"Yeah, our dragons have been having a little trouble adjusting," Heather grunted out.

Dagur agreed with his sister's statement. "Yeah, had to uh build the stables high up over the village."

Hiccup glanced over at Dagur. "Those wouldn't happen to be our stables would it?"

The man just chuckled nervously.

"They look very familiar," Astrid said suspiciously.

Dagur coughed into his fist. "We may have stolen...ugh, borrowed the plans from you, but having them way up there keeps the dragons much calmer."

That definitely caught Hiccup's attention and by the way he can hear pencil furiously scraping paper Fishlegs wasn't far behind him either.

Fishlegs grew concerned. "That's odd. Dragons are normally very adaptive creatures."

"Think it could be the fauna?" Fishlegs wondered aloud.

Hiccup shook his head. "I mean it could be, but honestly Windshear and Sleuther seem fine, not sick. Maybe something unnatural?"

Snotlout perked up. "Dragon root?"

Fishlegs turned the idea down. "Nice thought, but if that was true we would've been bucked off our dragon's in seconds. I mean it could be Oleanders."

"But Windshear and Sleuther aren't showing any symptoms. If they were we would've spotted it." Astrid said.

"Unnatural is what I'm betting on, then." Hiccup said, glancing at the screen.

Tuffnut grinned. "Maybe they're just reacting to living amongst all the crazy berserkeness."

They dismounted at the stables. Toothless puffed under his rider's touch back to docile. Hiccup smiled. "They seem fine now."

"Weird right?" Fishlegs asked.

"Definitely."

Snotlout walked up to Dagur, who was letting his dragons carefully. "So... Dagster."

Sleuther growled as Dagur glared. "Dagur. It's Da-gur. No S, no T."

"Yeah, no, no, no, I was just..." Sleuther pulled out his tail, rattling. Snotlout took a step back. "So Dagur, the Berserker Apprentice Program? What's up with that? Why would you want to be an apprentice? Answer all my questions."

Dagur pinched his nose in annoyance. "It's not just an apprentice, Snothole. It's the apprentice. A Berserker apprentice. We've spent months combing the region for the baddest, smartest, craziest Viking in and outside of the archipelago."

Gustav grinned. "Wow, this dude must be AWESOME!"

Snotlout looked shocked. "You did?"

"Oh yeah. And who would've thought the candidate would be in our neighbor's backyard the whole time." Dagur pointed out growing excited by the minute.

Snotlout looked intrigued. "Really? Do we know him?"

Dagur nudged Snotlout's shoulder lightly. "Do you know him?!" 

"Come on out boy. Reveal yourself and your many skills and talents. The first Berserker Apprentice to ever grace this crazy land. I present to you..."

Gustav and Fanghook appeared from the shadows. "Ah, Gustav."

"GUSTAV?!"

"Me...? AWESOME!"

Hiccup and Astrid jolted back. "Gustav?!"

Toothless shrieked in surprise.

Dagur smiled. "Gustav."

The boy smiled. "The super Berserker Apprentice."

Snotlout paused. "WHAT?!"

Astrid sighed. "Well, this is going to be fun to watch."

The Gang was rounded up around the boy. "Turns out some people truly understand the value of the Guster and relishes the quality he brings to an Apprenticeship program. It was like I was born to be Berserk."

Dagur raised his hand up. "Up high. Down low. Bam!" The two males fell to the ground while the others glanced around awkwardly.

Snotlout looks weirded out. "I don't understand."

"I didn't either, Snotnose. I thought who could possibly live up to the high standards that I, in particular, would demand in an Apprentice to call my own." Dagur explained, his posture is relaxed and true.

"This guy?" Snotlout asked, pointing a finger at the boy. 

"This guy," Dagur agreed happily. 

"But it's Gustav. He's just a fake me.  Why accept him imitation when you can have the real thing?" Snotlout argued back.

Dagur stared back. "Silly Snotface. He's been studying Berserk history, learning all the Berserk songs..."

Gustav chimed in, with a glint in his eyes. "And I've been practicing all the latest Berserker fighting techniques."

The boy moved with uncoordinated swings and slashes accompanied by strange sounds emitting from his mouth.

Dagur looked back to the boy. "That's not how we do it, kid."

Gustav laughed nervously. "Sorry, I'll get it down, though. Promise up and down, sir."

Dagur looked toward his sister, who shrugged. He dismissed it, but hearing about an Apprentice wasn't as frightening as he expected. It actually sounded something worth his time. Goodness knows how boring things get when all there is to do is be chief.

Dagur carefully removed the spear from the boy's hands. "Yeah... can't wait to see that."

Hiccup and Astrid stood still not quite believing their eyes.

"My little super apprentice is even graduating two weeks early." The Deranged man complimented.

Gustav gushed. "Oh stop it you."

Dagur smiled. "No, you stop it."

Hiccup and Astrid still looked creeped out. A simple glance confirmed that.

Chy smirked. "Shocking isn't it?"

"No, you stop it."

"You stop it."

"No, you stop it!"

"NO, you stop it!" Dagur finished.

Snotlout grabbed his helmet's horns with both hands. "What is going on?!"

"Oh..." The boy drew out. A pause before the Berserker chief scoffed with a huff before he let himself laugh. Gustav joined in happily. 

Snotlout gagged and revolted. "Ugh, I'm gonna be sick."

A crack sounded above him as Snotlout looked up to a loose boulder slipping out of its crevice tumbling down toward the two males laughing.

"Dagur! Dagur!" Snotlout warned, tossing himself to the males throwing them out of the range of the boulder. 

Gustav lifted his head from the ground. "Boulder!"

Dagur laughed. "Good looking out, Gustarama."

"Gustarama?!" Everyone asked.

Chy perked up. "Okay, just a thought but was that you trying to merge Gustav and mama together?"

Dagur shrugged. "How should I know?"

Gustav smiled, waving a hand. "Guster on the spot, bro."

"Okay it's funny when other people say it, but for vikings it's just weird." Chy said.

Snotlout heaved, as he took in the scene in front of him. "What?"

Dagur wrapped an arm around the lean boys shoulder bringin him closer. "What do you say you lead these guys on a tour of my domain?"

Gustav elbowed the man happy to take charge. "It would be my pleasure oh chiefly one."

Dagur let out a nice chuckle. Gustav waved for everyone's attention. "Everyone choose a buddy. Don't want anybody to get lost on the tourcula berserkers."

The gang followed behind the boy. Dagur glanced at Hiccup curiously. "Is that French? I love French. Wee Wee."

Snotlout scoffed, rolling his eyes. "French. He doesn't know French. What's French?"

Fishlegs lifted his pencil up. "French is it outside the Archepeligo?"

Chy leaned from side the side tilting her hand to each side. "Beyond that actually. You call it the Mainland, I believe. It's been a while since I've read the books."

Mala lifted her chin. "Books about us?"

"Yes. No, well about the Mainland, yes, but you guys... okay. There may or may not be books about you guys. Mostly around the residence of Berk to be honest, though The records aren't on  point."

"What makes you say that?" Heather asked. 

"In the books, some of you guys are mentioned, while others are not inside the context."

"Which ones." Hiccup asked.

Chy thought about how Stormflly existed, but to another rider that not Astrid. She winced. "I plead the fifth."

"The what?" Stoick said.

Tuffnut beamed. "Then I plead the sixth if she calls fifth!"

Chy shrugged. "Means I have the right to avoid the question by keeping my mouth shut."

The dragons were settled in comfortably in the stables, until a jar was tossed into the premises alerting the relaxing dragons. Meatlug and Toothless crawled toward it carefully, before the lid popped off oozing out a dark purple gas. 

Hiccup recognized the gas instantly. "Someone is gasing the dragons with Dragon Root."

Toothless snarled and growled at the familiar sight. He'd been gased once in the cave the bulky viking, Snotlout, lead them to and it was bad when the smell reach his nostrils, but it was worse when the last thing he saw was his rider falling limb right beside him not even moving. 

Toothless and Sleuther tensed up. They both knew from experience. 

The dragons easily fell victim to the gas, falling asleep quickly. A man's arm is shown pulling the lever, watching the doors close with a firm bang. 

Heather and Dagur shared glances. 

The gang was spread out walking casually down an incline. Tuffnut spoke up, relishing the opportunity to learn more about the ceremony. "So just how berserk you think were talking, majestically speaking of course."

His sister lit up. "Mini boar toss?!"

 Tuffnut's tone raised in excitement. "Mini Berserker toss?!"

"Mini Berserker ON a mini boar toss!"

Tuffnut sagged. "Don't toy with my emotions."

Astrid hummed. "Do we even want to know?"

Ruff raised a finger. "It's our way of scaling our excitement." She lifted three fingers. "One is stupid, two is dramatic, and three is Loki induced excitement, duh!"

Her brother high-fived her.

Gustav entered the heart of the town, a few vikings scattered about sweeping. "This is what we call Phase One."

Dagur facepalmed at his people. Even his sister cringed next to him. 

The gang looked hesitant as the Berserkers gave tired smiles. Tuffnut pouted. "What is that a smile? Wait, you happy." He scoffed, panicking. "That's the best you can do on BERSERKER ISLAND!"

Ruffnut cupped her mouth leaning in. "Boring!"

The Berserkers remained unfazed.

"What's a Nut got to do to see some action around here?" Tuffnut asked.

His sister matched his dull facade. "I'm tellin' ya."

Tuffnut yawned in and out as his sister grabbed his hand and slapped him with hit. The male shook his head hard. "Woah, woah, yeah that's what I'm talking about."

Gustav led them over to the top of the hills that overlooked another section of the village. "These will be Phase Two."

"Ahh...?" Hiccup glanced at Dagur. "Is that thin wood sheets, Dagur?"

"I don't care what it is, but it's embarrassing. Then again that section of land hasn't been used since back to early chieftains. Could be a nice spot to start construction once I get back. Bring in more travelers from the North and South. Space out the leveling fields." Dagur said, tapping his bearded chin. "Okay, okay, I can work with that. Great job, Gustav."

"Uh... but I didn't do anything." He leaned over to his dragon. "Did I?"

The Monstrous Nightmare shrugged.

Hiccup pointed to the direction they came from. "And what would be the difference between Phase one and two?"

"The number, hello!" Gustav whooped. "A little slow on the uptake around Dragon's Edge."

Hiccup glared as the two laughed it out. "Yeah, right, it was a stupid question." 

Snotlout huffed in annoyance. 

"This will be our Trading Zone. You want it, we got it. You need it, we'll get it." Gustav explained, hands firmly on his sides.

"Tell them what you want to call it Gustmaster." Dagur said grinning. 

Gustav opened his arms out wide toward a painted piece of wood shaped like a building. "The Wall Market. Get it? Wall Market? Wall Mar-ket, get it?"

Chy laughed out loud. "When I first watched this I just paused it and stared at the screen for a couple of minutes, staring. I love that moment. Too bad the store didn't happen until further in the future."

Gustav sat up in his seat, jumping. "Wait so it really happened?"

"One of the top markets in the world or it is where I live. It's my favorite store, it has my hot chips."

"Uh, I don't," Hiccup said. "But okay."

Dagur wrapped an arm around the smug viking's shoulder, tapping his chest. "Genius this kid. Ge-nuis. Get it?"

Chy smiled. "I'm getting some serious father and son, or brother vibes here."

Gustav lit up. "Oh, oh, oh, and for the biferesitance (Incorrect French), the Skrill." A carefully trimmed tree stood high and mighty with the identical biology of a Skrill. "Oh, yeah, cue lighting sounds."

The gang glanced at each other, lost. Dagur walked up to pumped up kid. "Isn't he amazing, Snotrag?"

The man only sneered.

"Somebody's jealous."

"Can't believe you let this gem of an apprentice getaway." Dagur finished.

Gobber leaned toward his friend. "I'm glad we did."

Stoick coughed trying to cover up the chuckle deep in his throat. "Not with the lad here."

A loud blow of a horn stopped the two, before facing each other in anticipation. Soon enough everyone was settled in the arena, talking amongst one other. Dagur sat on his weaponized throne, before hefting himself up walking on stage. Gustav sat next to Hiccup and Astrid, as the couple chatted. (I love that scene).

Dagur stood patiently on stage waiting for the crowd to quiet down. The crowd still chatted loudly, so the man cleared his throat. The action went unheard so he rolled his eyes and screamed. "Agh, SHUT UP!"

The room burst out laughing. Stoick chuckled. "I remember those moments. It certainly gets to ya."

"Yeah, it does..." Hiccup muttered quietly.

Heather looked at her brother disapprovingly. "You promised, brother."

"Yeah, uh, quick question. How would you have handled it?" Her brother asked.

"Axe, probably." She blinked. "Okay, you may have a point."

"What about you Hiccup?" Dagur asked.

The lean Viking smiled. He shook his head. "Never needed to. Astrid and Toothless do that for me."

Toothless laughed, laying his head on his rider's lap, while Astrid nodded with a smile.

"It is in times like these that I'm reminded of something my Great Uncle Haggard used to say," Dagur said. "There we were three against a thousand. Toughest three we've ever fought."

"Uh, what?" Snotlout asked. 

Dagur and Gustav burst out laughing with Hiccup sitting next to the boy uncomfortably. The crowd stared unamused. "Anywho, today's about only one man, one man who I'm going to miss as his apprenticeship comes to a sad, but beautiful end. There will be a huge hole here and a bigger hole here."

The crowd awwed and clapped while Snotlout huffed. Two Berserker guards that stood behind Dagur nodded toward each other, walking forward.

Throk frowned but smiled at the action to come. "Things are going to be interesting."

Mala smiled. "I do think so indeed."

Hiccup noticed the action, shaking his head. He brushed his shoulder getting Astrid's attention. "Hey Astrid." 

She turned towards him who was jerked his head to the stage. The maiden narrowed her eyes. 

"And that man is none other than... what the?" Dagur said as the guards grabbed his arms pulling him down. 

Fishlegs looked toward his friends who looked as tense as him. "Uh... part of the ceremony?"

A man walked up the steps with his sword drawn as he faced Dagur who was struggling. 

"Savage?" Dagur asked.

Tuffnut grinned. "Finally something awesome."

"What in Thor's name do you think you're doing?"

Savage leaned in closer, his blade dangerously close to the Chief's neck. "Something I've should've done a long time ago. I'm taking control. Seize them!"

Immediately, the crowd screamed and scrambled as the guards lifted their weapons towards their own people.

Dagur and Heather's blood boiled as the betrayal. 

Hiccup and Astrid shot up, panicked. Astrid screamed. "Go." 

Hiccup grabbed Gustav's hand as Heather grunted as she flipped a table. Tuffnut yelled in excitement as his sister pulled him away. "Finally something BERSERK!"

Heather traced her fingers along the blade of her ax, seething. "I'm going to kill him."

Fishlegs put on hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, we'll find a way to help your people."

The Gang ran deeper into the forest. "Toothless!"

The dragon's ears perked up at his name before growling at his predicament on screen.

Toothless lifted his head, the gas still floating about as the dragons slept on. Toothless didn't stand a chance as he slipped under. 

"Meatlug!" Fishlegs screamed. "Meatlug! I don't understand, Hiccup. Why won't they come?"

Hiccup looked at the trees, his eyes hard. "They must be locked in the stables."

Gustav skidded to a stop. "What about Dagur?!"

Snotlout stopped next to him. "What's wrong Gusto? Lost without your hero."

"Snotlout!" Hiccup warned.

Astrid joined them. "We need our dragons!"

Hiccup nodded. "Astrid's right everybody. We have no chance on our own. We're outnumbered." He looked up. "Heather!"

Heather's chest heaved. "Follow me!" They followed her to a cave off the path. "In here quickly."

The guards ran past their hiding spot. "It's clear."

The gang took a deep breath, taking in much-needed air. Heather spoke up. "A coo? Really? How did this happen?"

Gustav panicked. "Don't look at me! I had nothing to do with it."

Snotlout laughed. "I believe it, too. You can't plan an attack with an inch of your life."

"Hey!"

Heather's eyes softened. "I wasn't looking at you."

The twins had other ideas. Ruffnut considered the idea in her head. "Unless we should be looking at you."

Tuffnut grabbed the boy on the shoulders. "Tell us what you know, Turncoat. Your coat is turned around your wearing like a bib or a smock."

There was a tense silence before Tuffnut laughed at the frozen boy. Gustav was shocked until is it quickly turned into anger. 

"You should've seen your face. It was all like Mahh!" Tuffnut said enjoying himself.

Ruffnut shook her head. "No, I'd say it was more looked like Ouhh, ahh..."

Tuffnut grabbed his chin. "That's pretty convincing. Hiccup, what says you?"

Hiccup wasn't having it. "I say that as terrifying you both can be we need to act fast. Heather, you, me, Astrid, and Fishlegs will go get the dragons. Snotlout and Gustav go see if you can get a beat on Savage and Dagur."

Astrid caught on. "You put them together on purpose didn't you."

"If we are going to take back the island we need all hands on deck." Hiccup explained. 

Heather spoke up. "He's probably in a cell. Fastest way to the prison is through the Maze of Caves under the island."

Gustav took a step back. "Hey! How come I don't about those?"

Snotlout crossed his eyes. "Oh, it's probably a need-to-know basis and you don't need to know."

"I take a huge offense to that."

"You can reach them if you continue through here," Heather said, pointing to another cave. The two nodded entering the cave, before the twins stopped them.

"What about us?" Tuff asked.

Snotlout immediately shook his head as Hiccup glanced at his team who also shook their heads.

Ruffnut smiled freely. "I know it's a hard decision."

"Because of our unique value," Her brother answered.

Snotlout rolled his eyes already put up. "The name maybe."

Tuffnut agreed. "Yeah, insane maybe. But we feel that our skills can be best be used with..."

His sister happily grabbed his shoulder as he closed his eyes, turning his body faster and faster until the momentum kept him spinning.

The cave was empty as Tuffnut landed flat on his back. "Baboo."

Snotlout laughed. "I wonder who's getting the short straw?"

"You are probably," Astrid replied, tucking her bangs behind her ear.

"Hey! I'm already stuck with this muttonhead behind me." Snotlout snarked, pointing to Gustav.

The boy crossed his arms. "Quit undermining me. I'm not a muttonhead."

"Says this muttonhead himself..." Snotlout grinned. 

The screen changed to the prison, the guard patrol making a pass. "Savage! I'm the one who took you in when no one else would. I accepted you as a Berserker, as my friend."

"You call throwing him overboard as a 'friend'?"Chy asked.

"Not my shiniest moments, but honestly I don't see a difference," Dagur said evenly.

"Okay, maybe not boots and buddies, but over time I believe it could've grown into something meaningful." 

Savage wasn't moved and ordered the guards to push the chief into his cell.

Dagur laughed. "OH, and the fun..."

"Shut up," Savage sneered. "You and that stupid laugh. I always hated that laugh."

"Ouch," Chy winced. "That was harsh."

Dagur looked hurt. "Wha...well that hurts."

Savage ignored him as he continued. "I was willing to put up with you when you deranged, but the minute you went willy-nilly and aligned yourself with Hiccup and the Dragon Riders... oh... that's when I knew I had to take over. You're a disgrace to Villianary, Dagur!"

Hiccup winced. Once again he created trouble. Just their name alone can cause a chain reaction of problems. He sighed, running a hand over his face. He's looking forward to all of this being over once and for all.

Dagur coughed in outrage. "Disgrace? DISGRACE?!" He forced himself to calm down. "That's a bit harsh. Personally, I prefer terms like renegade, recreant, even flipflop is more linguistic creative than disgrace."

Savage pulled back and kicked Dagur hard sending him tumbling into his cell with a wheezed breath. Savage smiled. "How about prisoner? I like the sound of that best."

He slammed the cell door with glee.

Dagur slammed his fist down. "Alright someone hand me my ax! Now."

Stoick's own fists curled as well. "Knew I should've finished him off when I had the chance." The man glanced over to his son. He knew it was wrong to end a life, something his son's dragon inherited as well, but the ache in his bones, and the fire in his heart wouldn't let him settle down with the consequences he's seeing right now in front of him.

"Okay, Gustaromino time to level with me," Snotlout asked, lifting his torch higher in the dark caves. "How did you really end up in this apprentice program?"

Gustav shrugged. "Dagur obviously saw something in me that you didn't. Heroism, loyalty, I spent a lot of time when he captured me and Fanghook."

Dagur snapped his fingers. "That's it! I knew I've seen this kid somewhere. Jeez, it was killing me up here." He pointed to his head. He let out a satisfied sigh, content. "Love it when it just clicks."

Gustav pouted.

Snotlout swirled toward the boy. "Which is exactly why I don't get it. Anyone who's spent time with you wants to kill you."

Gustav shook his head. "Mom just says I'm a unique type of Viking."

Snotlout laughed. "You mean the same lady that sold you to me for a stone of good fortune?"

"It was for the family!"

"Snotlout enough," Hiccup warned.

"What? Just stating the obvious."

Hiccup raised an eyebrow. "Not obvious enough." He glanced over to Gustav. "You are a... unique person Gustav. Who else would we choose to lead the A-Team? Me and the Gang owe a lot to you and the team for keeping Berk safe while we deal with the Dragon Hunters."

Gustav smiled, but after a moment frowned. "But if I'm on Berserk, who leading the A-Team? What if something happened while I was away? Do I get probation or something?"

Tuffnut blinked. "That was a mouthful. Where did you learn all those big words?"

Gustav chuckled nervously. "Uh... the chief?"

Everyone glanced over to Stoick who sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Yak tipping." That was all he said and all he needed to say.

"We'll figure it out. Don't worry Gustav." Hiccup reassured him.

The boy nodded. "Yeah, okay, I can do that."

"Great." The heir replied.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to agree to disagree."

Snotlout repeated the same statement. "Well, we'll just have agree to disagree."

Gustav scoffed. "And I'm the annoying one? Please..."

The boy took the lead as they walked further on. The path leads to an overhead opening up to a chasm of rock and deep blue ice encasing the edges of the stone wall. Snotlout walked up behind the boy who stared out in wonder and fear. "Wow... I wonder kind of huge, nasty, venomous dragon lives down here. Boo!"

The boy yelped losing his balance leaning too far from the edge.

"SNOTLOUT!"

The man only laughed as Gustav frantically regained his balance. "Ha, Ha, Muttonhead. Let's go Gustaegg."

The two males edged themselves on small ledges sticking out from the wall. Gustav swallowed. "You got it, man. Just stay focused. Come on Gustav."

Snotlout groaned.

The two continued on until they reached leveled ground. Gustav muttering quiet assurances to himself. He gasped at the gapped between each slab of rock. Snotlout didn't waste a second, getting into a ready position and took a running leap, and successfully jumped over to the other side. "Snotlip... Uh, Snotlout!"

Gustav looked down at the long drop.

Snotlout deadpanned. "Come on you can't be afraid of heights we fly dragons!"

Gustav's eyes widened. "This is different." Pointing to empty air below him.

Snotlout glared back forcing the boy to comply. He took a few shuddered breaths before taking his leap... that fell short. His hands scraped and slipped of the smooth surface.

"I'm going to die?!"

"Snotlout!" The boy screamed as Snotlout watched, rolling his eyes. "Snotlout!"

"Ugh..." He grabbed Gustav's hand. "Will you shut up?! I've got you. Even though I should drop you."

The boy scrambled in his grip. "Don't you dare drop me." Snotlout let him go. Gusta dropped to his knees hugging Snotlout's boots. "Oh thank thor, thank thor, thank thor..."

Snotlout sighed. "Get a hold of yourself."

The screen slid over the Hiccup's team who were stationed on the mountains overlooking the stables. Hiccup and Astrid stayed low as they edged closer to the ledge keeping a lookout for the guards patroling in front of the stables. 

Astrid took a second to analyze her surroundings. "What are you thinking?" She asked as Heather and Fishlegs joined them.

Hiccup hummed. "That they look like they're waiting for us."

One of the guards that they were stalking turned his head toward their location. With an intake of breath, the riders shot down out of view.

Hiccup looked up briefly. "Heather, is there any other way to get inside there?"

Heather shook her head. "No, unfortunately."

Fishlegs hardened. "Then we're going to have to take them on."

Everyone stared eyes wide.

Hiccup and the girls just stared in shock. Fishlegs leaned back blushing. "What? My Meatlug is in there."

Meatlug grumbled happily next to her rider. Fishlegs grinned. "I love you too, girl."

Astrid smiled, while Hiccup searched for a plan. "Okay, we're gonna need some sort of..."

"No, no, no..." The riders looked up in shock and panic as the twins walked up to the guards. "I completely disagree."

Ruffnut followed her brother, angry. "Well, I disagree with your disagreement." The guards tensed up raising their weapons high and tight.

Tuffnut merely pushed away a spear pointed toward his face. "Well, let's have these fine fellows settle it."

His sister grinned. "Suit yourself." She turned toward the guards slapping her brother hard as he turned.

The riders took the chance and ran ahead to the back of the stables. "Gentlemen, would you call this a legal battle tactic?"

The men looked on curiously until one of them spotted Hiccup who stood relaxed by the lever with a smile. "How's it going?"

He pulled the lever as Ruffnut pushed her brother toward the guards knocking them down. "Seem legal to me." She jumped back at the blades faced toward her.

The blades were knocked away with Windshears' spikes the dragons roaring in rage as Toothless emerged from the stables. The guards gasped and panicked as they ran. The Night Fury sent a single plasma blast where they once as a warning.

Hiccup laughed, rubbing the Night Fury's favorite spot. "Good job, bud."

Tuffnut surged up, choking with hiccups. "Well... what did they think?"

Hiccup was happily scratching his Dragon's chin. "I don't know if they loved it so much, but we certainly did."

Mala leaned back. "That was an interesting distraction."

The twins high-fived. "Yes, we got Queeny's stamp of approval."

Tuffnut smiled, giving him a thumbs-up before topping over with his sister chuckling in her hand.

The show moved on as Snotlout peaked out from a well next to the prison cell. "Alright, we're going to go old school and simple. You create a diversion draw the men away and I'll rush in and spring Dagur."

"Sounds too risky," Gustav remarked.

He sighed. "Okay fine, I'll be the diversion and you go rescue Dagur."

"Hurry up and save me already!" Dagur called out.

"Well, that sounds too risky, too." 

"It's all risky Gustav," Snotlout said. "Where's the super apprentice Dagur's been bragging about?!"

The boy slipped from his grip a little. "I-I'm just much better with my dragon."

"Oh really?!" He replied. "You're stronger, more confident with a firebreathing flying war machine?"

"Yeah..."

"Oh, okay, well, we all are, Guster." he reminded. "But they aren't here. How do you think I feel having you instead of Hookfang? Now, grow some hair on that bare and scrawny chest of yours and just do what I tell you." 

Astrid shook her head. "This is going to go horribly wrong on so many levels."

Heather smiled beside her.

Snotlout climbed up, gaining the guards attention by stringing out a series of strange noises. "Hey, have you guys seen that dragon rider? Oh wait, you know what I'm that dragon rider. Bloaoweah."

Gustav popped out, watching the men being lead away. Snotlout nodded. "Go now!"

"I got this. I got this..." He climbed out, his longhorn helmet getting tangled up in rope causing him to tumble and slide right in front of a guard. The man growled as Gustav chuckled small. 

He grabbed Gustav from the shoulder's lifting him off the ground. "Snotlout! Snotlout!" He called.

Snotlout halted in his tracks, ducking as a guard rush towards him, grabbing him by throwing him over his shoulder with a hard kick to the stomach. Snotlout pushed the other guard who came to close. He scanned his area spotting the apprentice being led into the prison as backup came hurtling for him. "Apprentice might."

"You just left me!"

"Of course I did, I can't get caught. Who is going to save your boneheaded butt? Me!" Snotlout said.

"I much prefer Hiccup." Gustav pouted at being left behind.

Hiccup sighed, but he couldn't help but feel touched at the gesture.

The screen switched over to Hiccup and Toothless trying and failing to fly over the arena. "Woah, hey, hey, HEY!" He groaned, guiding his dragon back to the stables.

"Who would've thought that on Berserker Island the people would be normal and the dragons crazy?!"Tuffnut said cracking with laughter with his sister question his sanity.

Hiccup and Toothless landed roughly, with the dragon shaking his head in distress. "I've never seen him like this."

"Well..." Fishlegs interrupted. "There was the Red Death that made him act all weird."

Hiccup dismounted from his saddle. "True."

"And Melody Island and there was that time he ate that eel and started shooting at you."

Hiccup and Toothless winced.

"Woah, Woah, eel?" Heather asked. "Toothless ate an eel?!"

Hiccup nodded. "Yeah, not one of our fondest moments, huh bud?"

The dragon growled. Of course, it wasn't.

"Okay, fine, Fishlegs, I have rarely seen him like this." Hiccup corrected.

"Sorry Hiccup," he said as Meatlug sneezed. "Perhaps the dragons have some allergy to some flora on the island. Maybe there's some wild dragon root around? I can gather samples."

"Look we don't have time to figure this out," Heather reminded everyone. "Dagur is in danger. Our whole island is in danger."

"Not to mention Snotlout and Gustav," Astrid reminded. "Who knows what they've gotten themselves into."

The two Monstrous Nightmares roared worriedly.

The screen switched over to Gustav who stood next to the cell door, thinking. His mentor of sorts humming behind him.

"Breathe in the light, let out the darkness I am centered and calm," Dagur muttered.

"...Uh...what?"

Gustav rushed in to defend himself and their current situation. "I got caught on purpose, you know?"

"How does that explain anything?" Ruffnut asked.

Gustav threw his head back. "I panicked, okay, he's called Deranged for a reason."

"Double breath a fire, ummmm." Dagur scrunched up his nose breathing hard.

"This plan was Snotlout's. I wasn't mine," he replied back. 

"You know what the third eye is Gustav?"

Gustav opened his mouth to replied. "Of course you don't. When one is focused on the third eye, one is meditating. And it's unearthly polite to interrupt third eye seeker."

Gustav pushed himself against the cell door. "Okay, see you Third Eye."

Dagur watched him like an animal. "Ummm, Ummm, UMMMM...!"

Everyone just stayed quiet. Chy scratched her forehead. "You want to explain or...?"

"I'm good."

A guard was snoring loudly oblivious to the rope tied around his ankle that trailed out to the well. Snotlout giggled as he finished tying the rope to a rock on the edge of the well. He jumped for cover as a guard passed by, hiding in the nearby bushes.

The guard looked back at the source of the sound. "What was that?" He looked at the rock. "Well, this doesn't look safe."

Snotlout smiled from behind the tree letting the plan follow through. Another guard was analyzing the trail of rope alarmed. The Berkian took his chance and jumped in front of him. "Excuse me. I was wondering if you could tell me where I could find Savage?"

The man lunged, but Snotlout was ready grabbing him and kicking over him throwing him toward the guard who was at the well. Both men fell in with a loud scream as the rope tightened the snoring guard was pulled as well.

Snotlout grabbed the keys as the sleepy man was pulled past him. "Snotlout! Hah, hah, I could watch that all day."

"Well, hello," Snotlout smiled, clearly enjoying himself. He spun the keys around his fingers. "Fancy meeting you two here. You should've seen the way Snotman took out those guards. I was beautiful, poetry in motion."

Snotlout unlocked Dagur's handcuffs. "Well, now, now, Gustav deserves a little credit now he did bore those guards to sleep with his long, long story." 

Snotlout and Gustav stood there in shock.

"Huh?" Gustav asked. "Oh! Uh, yeah, yeah."

"Uh, what?" Snotlout asked.

The boy had the decency to look sheepish. "So long."

They passed a wall with weapons hanging. They each grabbed one, Snotout taking an ax. "Oh my Thor."

The episode moved back to Hiccup who was looking through his scope, scanning the village where the guards were questioning the villagers harshly. "Savage's men are everywhere. If the dragons are sick we can't risk them going into battle."

The sound of a blade cut through the air. Heather's grip tightened around her ax. "I'm a Berserker, Hiccup. Dragon or no dragon I'm bringing back my brother."

Hiccup hesitated but one glance at Astrid had him smiling. She bounced her ax in her hands ready for a fight. They looked at Fishlegs who smiled a sword in his hand.

"Give it to me," Tuffnut yelled tugging a spear away from his sister. The two continued to fight until Tuffnut grabbed the tip of the blade screaming in pain, kissing his poor hand.

Ruffnut smiled clutching her new spear in her hand.

Hiccup grinned.

Dagur wiped his eyes. "Brother, coming to save me." He elbowed his sister as well. "We've come a long way too, haven't we sis?"

She smiled. "Yeah, we did."

Dagur and the others ran down a hill, the man raising a hand as a rain of arrows came down. They ran but turned back as a gang of men raced toward them. They took refuge behind a thick log, Gustav got down on his knees covering his head. "We're trapped! What do we do?!"

Dagur smiled. "Like what my Great Uncle Haggard use to say, 'There we were three against thousand...' Why does no one else think that's funny? Anywho, if my calculations are correct it's us against twenty or so of Savage's men. We go seven a piece Berserker style."

Snotlout smiled, his ax raising. "Me likey."

"Oh my count," Dagur said dodging an arrow. "One, two..."

"Wait!" Gustav yelped. "We can't. I mean I can't."

"You can't what?" Dagur asked.

The boy winced. "I'm not the super apprentice you think I am. I-I cheated on all of the history tests, I was lipsyncing when everyone was singing all of the Berserker songs. And I never learned a single fighting technique. Look I'm a trouble apprentice."

"Oh..." Gustav slumped deeper into his chair.

Dagur winced. "Look, kid... If it's any consolation I think you would've made an excellent candidate and apprentice."

"But I cheated and learned literally nothing," Gustav said, but he was brightening up.

Dagur shrugged. "I didn't listen to my father when he tried teaching me a few things. Wasn't until I had to learn that I knew how to do things."

Gobber huffed a laugh. "I guess that's a common trait among heirs then."

Gustav smiled. "I'll take it then."

"I knew it!" Snotlout called out. Dagur pulled the man aside. 

"Come here," Dagur whispered. "You don't think I knew that, Snotpit. The kid is only here because Stoick needed a break from the little beast. The entire apprentice program is made up, a sham."

Stoick cleared his throat. Gobber being the supportive friend that he is burst out laughing, slapping his knees hard. "You...Ah, ha!"

Gustav sighed. "Okay, I'm going to speak for everyone here and say I'm going to ignore that."

Gobbed howled in laughter. "Ai, I'm enjoying this."

Gustav had his face covered, slowly having a mental breakdown. 

Snotlout softened, looking at the boy. "He's not even close to being ready for something like this."

Dagur smiled. "Negative Snotwriter."

Snotlout took a deep breath. "Look can you please stop messing with my name I know you know it."

He pouted. "Aw, but it's so fun!"

Snotlout glared.

Dagur relented with a sigh. "Fine, I'll do my best. Two against Twenty?"

His partner smiled, raising his ax. "Could be worse."

Dagur laughed as the two charged hurtling over the log into battle. Gustav watched over the log.

Snotlout cheered himself on. "Oh, man! Did you see that?!"

Tuffnut rolled his eyes. "Yes, you jumped over a log, yah you."

"What? No! I mean...ugh!"

The screen switched views to the heart of the village where guards were scattered around the area. Fishlegs tapped one of them on the shoulder.

With a fierce yell, he punched him hard, the man down in a second. Hiccup followed suit, his fire sword gleaming dangerously as the gang ran behind him.

Astrid and Heather slammed their weapons on the guard's heads, high-fiving each other in success.

The two females grinned hitting their wrists together.

The twins took on one, Ruffnut using her spear to flip over him distracting him enough to give Tuffnut the winning blow.

Fishlegs struggled to hold his front bringing up his sword higher. Like being summoned Astrid slipped into the fight giving Fishlegs a chance to readjust.

"Weapons are not my strong suit," Fishlegs argued. 

Heather needed no assistance, dodging and twirling expertly, unarming her attackers and taking the offense mercilessly. 

Hiccup slammed his shield under the man's chin sending him backward. I yell behind him alerted, as a sword sent his own flaming one to the ground. Hiccup braced himself as a plasma blast threw the man back.

"You always have my back bud." He said.

Toothless cooed. Always.

Toothless roared from the hill with Stormfly and Windshear beside him. Hiccup smiled, grabbing his sword pointing to the guards his friends were holding off.

Savage was slumped in Dagur's chair as the gang yelled together racing forward.

"Dragon Riders!" He screamed.

Each guard was being tackled and run down as the gang worked together. Savage spotted an advantage and leaped.

He grabbed Heather's ax, wrapping his arm around her his blade to her neck.

"Now what a minute!" Dagur snarled.

"Oh no you don't! Stand down all of you!" He ordered, tightening his grip.

Hiccup's eyes widened, lowering his weapon. Without hesitation he dropped his blade, the others following suit in surrender. The flames on his sword distinguished leaving dark shadows in the arena.

Savage smiled crookedly at his triumph. 

A yell from above revealed Dagur and Snotlout ziplining to the rescue. Snotlout took down Savage as Dagur landed contentedly on his throne.

"Aw, It's a good day to be me." Dagur smiled.

Savage growled in defeat. "I still hate your laugh."

"Well, it's good to know that the Riders can defend territory as well as they have," Mala observed.

The gang cheered.

Dawn peaked on the island as Gustav slipped on his Berserker helmet with a soft smile. The arena was filled once more with a crowd.

"SHUT UP!" Dagur ordered. "This trophy goes to the most deserving Viking in the land. A Viking that exemplifies what it truly means to be a Berserker."

Snotlout and Hiccup took at the edge of the arena. Snotlout rolling his eyes at the exaggeration. "It's fake anyway, I don't care."

Hiccup smiled knowingly.

"Unfortunately, it's not you Gustahat." Dagur responded. "Snotlout, get up here and take what is rightfully yours."

"What?!" Snotlout screamed, clutching his helmet. "I knew it! I knew it! You do like me!"

Hiccup encouraged him forward as he stood there in shock. Snotlout walked forward waving to the crowd. He placed a hand On Gustav's shoulder. "Welcome to the hat family, pal."

The boy pouted.

Dagur handed him the golden trophy. "Oh my Thor, you like me, you really like me!" Snotlout raised the trophy high.

The episode faded over to Snotlout who rode his dragon proudly with his new trophy resting in his arms. 

"Wow, Snotlout, pretty pleased with yourself, huh?" Hiccup asked next to him.

He nodded. "To be named the baddest, smartest, craziest Viking in and outside the Archiplego? Uh, yeah! And I got the proof right here... oh WHAT?! Snotknuckle?! He wrote SNOTKNUCKLES!"

Everyone burst into a fit of laughter as Snotlout threw the trophy into the ocean with a scream.

Dagur smiled proudly. "I knew that was coming."

"You couldn't give me one moment, just one!" Snotlout asked.

"Life would be meaningless without fun, Snottykins."

Snotlout gagged.

"See! Fun!"

Chy coughed out a laugh. "Did you guys enjoy that one?"

She got voices of agreement. "Good, because we're moving on. Next on the to-do is Snotlout's Angels"

The man perked up. "Another one about me? Man, I'm just too good."

A/N: On the french words I did my best but google translate is unhelpful if you can't spell or pronounce the word right, so I just sounded it out the best I could.

Next update: March 26

Let me know if my writing is getting better or worse and I'll fix it the best I can.