A Little Bit Of Fate

Published 9th/dec/2021

Tuffnut's POV

I wake from my dreams, which consisted solely of pranking Stoick in increasingly absurd ways in case you were curious, to find the fire dying down to mere embers. Sitting up, I look around to see the dragon lying down, presumedly asleep and surrounded by fish, which I am assuming are dead because they're not flapping around like Ruffnut when she contracted that food poisoning from our food once. I don't know why, we're perfect cooks! Sure we've poisoned people a couple times but really, you can't make a yak pie without slaughtering a couple goats! Anyway, seeing the fish seems to wake up my stomach, because it starts growling like a rabid beast.

"I want me some fish," I mumble not very quietly as I stand up and crack my back in a really exaggerated fashion. I have no idea how long I was asleep. I look at the dragon again. I don't feel like getting my own fish. Surely I can take some of his. Just one. Two maybe? I think I see some sea bass in there. Maybe I can find some salt lying around and make it a delicacy.

I slowly creep over towards the sleeping dragon, hunched over as I step as quietly as I can. "Sneaking...sneaking...sneak...king." I whisper as I move. Finally, I'm over there. "Eeeaaasssy does it, tuffster!" I whisper as I slowly reach out towards a fish. Oh I'm so good at this! I should quit my day job and be a spy...I don't have a day job. Or a night job. Or any job. Whatever, details.

As soon as my hand closes around the fish, the dragon springs to life. It jumps up in my face and screeches, causing me to scamper back with a loud yell and the fish clutched in hand. It growls at me, it's slit eyes sending shivers down my spine worst than that time I walked in on Mildew and Gothi, and it bounds forward towards me. I let out another yell, falling over in the sand as the drsgon snaps it's teeth at me. It snatches the fish right out of my hand and I sit there, frozen. Then, it swallows the fish whole.

"N-nice dragon." I exclaim, nervous as the dragon eyes me. "Y-you don't wanna eat me, I taste like bad cod and-and off meat, Ruffnut said so! Y-yeah, she once said 'Tuffnut, you taste like bad cod and off meat! You smell worse than me' but I think she was just jealous because I don't soak my hair in fish oil—" I cut myself off when the dragon turns around and walks away from me, it's eyes' pupils wider from the slits they were.

I sit up slowly, watching it ignore me as it starts eating from its pile of fish.
Greedy dragon. Couldn't even spare old Tuff one fish.

I start to be dramatic, as usual, and begin whining as I stand up. The dragon just huffs smoke out of his nose and turns his head to make direct eye contact with me as he swallows another fish. I let out an offended gasp, to which he responds with a throaty noise that sounds, almost, like laughter.

"You're a bully dragon, that's what you are!" I huff half heartedly. The dragon looks away again and the next thing I know, a fish is flying at my face. I let out an offended cry as it slaps me in the forehead.

"Oh so that's how it is! You tease poor, starving, lonely Tuff and then throw a fish at his face!" I exclaim dramatically, picking the fish up off the ground. "And now it has all sand through it!" I groan. Judging by the dragon walking away, I decide to suck it up and eat the fish. This time, I decide to walk over to the fire and cook it over that.

"Hey, dragon! This things nearly out! Gonna help ole Tuffnut out or is he gonna have to start a fire with his hair again...a truly horrifying smell." I call to the dragon. I watch him turn his head and look over at me, before opening his mouth. I barely have time to duck out of the way before fire barrels past me.

"Whoa! Crazy dragon! You nearly hit me!" I exclaim, sitting up. I pause. "Do it again." The dragon unfortunately ignores my request and returns to its fish, which makes me pout. I turn to look at the fire, which is now glowing tall and bright. I wonder how long the wood will last?