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1. Berk

A group of teenagers run around helping the adults.

Oh-and that's Fishlegs, Snotlout, the twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut, Astrid and my twin sister, Talulahh.

The teenagers walk together, a large explosion behind them.

Oh, their jobs are so much cooler than mine.

Hiccup tried to sneak away through the window but Gobber picked him up with on of his interchangeable hands before he could.

"Oh, come on, let me out. Please. I need to make my mark." Hiccup tried to reason with him.

"Oh, you've made plenty of marks. All in the wrong places." Gobber told him.

"Please? Two minutes. I'll kill a dragon, my life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date. "

"You can't lift a hammer. You can't swing an axe. You can't even throw one of these, " Gobber says as he picked up a bola, threw it, and hit a strong looking dragon.

"Ok, fine, but this will throw it for me, " Hiccup pushed on a contraption and it threw a bola, hitting a man instead of a dragon.

"See, now this right here is what I'm talkin' about."

"Mild calibration issue-" Hiccup starts but is cut off by Gobber.

"No, no, Hiccup, if you ever want to get to it there an fight dragons you need to stop all... this," Gobber said while making a gesture with his hands.

Hiccup scoffs, "you just pointed to all of me."

"Yes! That's it. Stop being all of you."

"Ohhhh"

"Ohhhh, yeah."

"You, sir, are playing a dangerous game, keeping this much raw viking-ness contained. There will be consequences!" Hiccup made strange hand gestures as he spoke.

"I'll take my chances, "Gobber deadpanned before giving orders." Sword. Sharpen. Now."

One day I'll get out there, because killing a dragon is everything around here.

Many medium sized dragons with head and tail spikes are seen.

A Nadder head is sure to get me, at least, noticed.

Two more dragons with tough skin and warts all over their bodies are shown, chewing on things before flying away.

Gronkles are tough. Taking down one of those would definitely get me a girlfriend.

A dragon with two heads crawls on a house one of the heads breathes gas as the other lights it.

A Zippleback. Exotic. Two heads, twice the status.

"They found the sheep!"

"Concentrate fire over the Lord Bank." Stoick directs.

Then there's the Monstrous Nightmare. Only the best vikings go after those. They have this nasty habit of setting themselves on fire.

A house caught on fire right before a large dragon covered in flames emerges.

"Reload. I'll take care of this." Stoick said to the others.

But the ultimate prize is the dragon no one's ever seen. We call it the-

"Night fury!" A viking calls out. "Get down."

A blast is shot as a dragon flew by, making a noise as it went.

This thing never steels food, never shows itself, and-

Another blast is shot, hitting its target.

Never misses. No one has ever killed a Night Fury. That's why I'm gonna be the first.

"Man the fort, Hiccup. They need me out there." Gobber says while changing put his hand. "Stay. Put. There. You know what I mean. "

Hiccup grabbed his contraption and rolled it out of the shop. People start to protest and tell him to go back inside.

He continues until he reaches a cliff, point his contraption to the sky.

"Come on, give me something to shoot at. Give me something to shoot at," Hiccup muttered to himself.

Hiccup focussed at the sky, he noticed some stars disappear under a silhouetted. The dragon fired a blast and Hiccup immediately aimed and fired.

He watched it go down before talking to himself again, "Oh, I hit it. Yes, I hit it! Did anybody see that?

Hiccup hears a snarl and turns around to see a Monstrous Nightmare, "Except for you." He then takes off running.

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