How to Train Your Dragon Page #3

Our parents' war

is about to become ours.

Figure out which side you're on.

Toothless.

I could have sworn you had...

teeth.

No, no, no.

I don't have any more!

And with one twist, he took my hand

and swallowed it whole!

I saw the look on his face...

I was delicious.

He must have passed the word,

because it wasn't a month before

another one of them took my leg.

Isn't it weird to think

your hand was inside a dragon?

Like if your mind was still

in control of it,

you could have killed the dragon

from inside by crushing his heart.

I swear, I'm so angry. I'll avenge your

beautiful hand and your beautiful foot.

I'll chop off the legs of every dragon

I fight, with my face.

It's the wings and the tails

you really want.

If it can't fly, it can't get away.

A downed dragon is a dead dragon.

All right, I'm off to bed.

You should be, too.

Tomorrow we get to the big boys,

slowly but surely

making our way up

to the Monstrous Nightmare.

But who'll win the honor of killing it?

It's gonna be me. It's my destiny. See?

Your mom let you get a tattoo?

It's not a tattoo, it's a birthmark.

OK, I've been stuck with you since

birth, and that was never there before.

Yes, it was. You've just never

seen me from the left side.

Hey, Toothless.

I brought breakfast. I hope...

I hope you're hungry.

OK, that's disgusting.

We've got some salmon,

some nice Icelandic cod...

and a whole smoked eel.

No, no, no, no, no!

No, it's OK.

Yeah, I don't really like

eel much, either.

That's it.

That's it.

Just stick with the good stuff.

And don't you mind me.

I'll just be back here,

minding my own business.

It's OK.

OK.

That's not too bad. It works.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Oh, my! It's working!

Yes, yes! I did it!

Yeah!

Today is about teamwork.

Now, a wet dragon head

can't light its fire.

The Hideous Zippleback

is extra tricky.

One head breathes gas,

the other head lights it.

Your job is to know which is which.

Razor-sharp serrated teeth

that inject venom for pre-digestion.

Prefers ambush attack,

crushing its victims...

Will you please stop that?!

If that dragon shows

either of his faces, I'm gonna...

There!

Hey, it's us, idiots!

Your butts are getting bigger.

We thought you were a dragon.

Not that there's anything wrong

with a dragonesque figure.

Wait.

Oh, I'm hurt! I am very much hurt!

Chances of survival are

dwindling to single digits now.

Wrong head.

Fishlegs!

Now, Hiccup!

Oh, come on.

Hiccup!

Back, back, back!

Now, don't you make me tell you again!

Yes, that's right.

Back into your cage.

Now think about what you've done.

OK, so are we done? 'Cause I've got

some things I need to...

Yep, I'll see you tomorrow!

I've never seen a Gronckle do that.

I left my axe back in the ring. You guys

go on ahead. I'll catch up with you.

Meet the Terrible Terror.

It's like the size of my...

Get it off!

Oh, I'm hurt! I am very much hurt!

Wow! He's better than you ever were.

Oh, great.

Hiccup.

Hiccup? Are you in there?

Astrid. Hey.

Hi, Astrid. Hi, Astrid. Hi, Astrid.

I normally don't care what people do,

but you're acting weird.

Well, weirder.

- I trust you found the nest, at least?

- Not even close.

Excellent.

I hope you had more success than me.

Well, if by success, you mean that

your parenting troubles are over, yes.

Congratulations, Stoick!

Everyone is so relieved!

Out with the old and

in with the new, right?

- No one will miss that nuisance!

- We're throwing a party to celebrate!

- Come over here.

- Hurry!

He's gone?

Most afternoons, but who can blame

him? The life of a celebrity's rough.

He can barely walk through the village

without being swarmed by his new fans.

Hiccup?

Who would have thought it?

He has this way with the beasts.

OK, bud.

We're gonna take this nice and slow.

Here we go. Here we go. Position...

three... no, four.

All right, it's go time. It's go time.

Come on, buddy! Come on, buddy!

Yes, it worked!

Sorry!

It was my fault.

Yeah, yeah, I'm on it. Position four.

Three.

Yeah! Go, baby!

Yes!

Oh, this is amazing!

The wind in my... cheat sheet!

Stop!

No!

Oh, gosh! Oh, gods! Oh, no!

All right, OK, you've gotta

kind of angle yourself.

OK, no, no, no. Come back down

towards me! Come back down...

Yeah!

Come on.

No, thanks. I'm good.

Not so fireproof

on the inside, are you?

Here you go.

Everything we know

about you guys is wrong.

Dad! You're back!

Gobber's not here so...

I know.

- I came looking for you.

- You did?

You've been keeping secrets.

I have?

Just how long did you think

you could hide it?

I don't know what you're...

Nothing happens on this island

without me hearing about it.

So...

let's talk...

about that dragon.

Oh, gods. Dad, I'm so sorry.

I was going to tell you.

I just didn't know how to...

You're not upset?

What?! I was hoping for this!

- You were?

- And believe me, it only gets better!

Wait till you spill

a Nadder's guts the first time!

And mount your first

Gronckle head on a spear!

What a feeling!

You really had me going there, son!

All those years of the worst Viking

Berk has ever seen.

Odin, it was rough.

I almost gave up on you.

And all the while

you were holding out on me!

Oh, Thor Almighty!

With you doing so well in the ring...

we finally have something

to talk about.

Here, I brought you something,

to keep you safe in the ring.

Wow. Thanks.

Your mother would have wanted you to

have it. It's half of her breastplate.

Matching set.

It keeps her close, you know.

Wear it proudly. You deserve it.

You've held up your end of the deal.

- I should really get to bed.

- Yes, good. OK, good talk.

- I'll see you back at the house. Great.

- We should do this again.

Thanks for stopping by...

- and for the breast hat.

- I hope you like the hat.

Well... Yep. Good night.

Stay out of my way!

I'm winning this thing.

Please, by all means.

This time, this time for sure!

No! No, son of a half-troll,

- rat-eating, munge-bucket!

- Wait, wait.

- So, later.

- Not so fast.

- I'm kind of late for...

- What?!

Late for what, exactly?

Quiet down! The elder has decided.

You've done it, Hiccup!

You get to kill the dragon!

That's my boy!

Yeah. Yes. I can't wait. I am so...

leaving! We're leaving.

Let's pack up. Looks like you and me

are taking a little vacation.

Forever.

Oh, man.

What the?!

What are you doing here?

I want to know what's going on.

No one just gets as good as you do.

Especially you.

Start talking!

Are you training with someone?

Training?

It better not involve this.

I know this looks really bad,

but you see...

You're right. You're right.

You're right.

I'm through with the lies.

I've been making outfits. So you got me.

It's time everyone knew.

Drag me back, go ahead. Here we go.

Why would you do that?!

That's for the lies.

And that's for everything else.

Oh, man.

Get down!

Run, run!

It's OK! It's OK.

She's a friend.

You just scared him.

I scared him?!

Who is "him"?

Astrid, Toothless. Toothless, Astrid.

We're dead.

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