Okay chaps, been a small while which I must apologise for, anyway I am busy for the next month so don't expect another update till afterwards, when I get free time I'll see if I can get one out but don't hold ya breath.

Anyway,

Quintain. I can't promise anything but you may have tempted me... It is too good of an opportunity to miss out on.

NumberIII .Thanks for the tip as thinking on it I totally agree with you!

Helkil. No problem! Although it might take a chapter or two to happen yet.

/.../

"Presenting Chief Thuggory of the Meat-Heads." An unseen figure hollered before a large man appeared on the boarding plank of his ship, much like the rest of the Meat-Heads the man looked formidable and came armed to the teeth with weaponry ranging from an axe fit for giants to a dagger small enough to pick your teeth with, the man marched quickly down the plank and stopped in front of Hiccup.

"Chief Hiccup." He said as he stared the Dragon rider in the eye.

"Chief Thuggory." Replied Hiccup without much bravado. The two men continued to stare at one another till they both begun chucking, neither one of them would admit to chucking first if ever asked. "We really need to stop this formality thing."

The large man agreed as he started to walk next to Hiccup. "Tell me about it, now what's this nonsense I hear about you and Astrid."

"Apparently the Village has had enough of us being unhitched and went behind our backs to organise this entire farce while we were away. Dam traitors if you ask me."

"Aye." Nodded the large man. "Certainly reason for the axe."

"Hmm, I think I would prefer the Wheel."

"Good choice, slow and painful. Now tell me, how are you doing?" Asked Thuggory.

Hiccup give a very Hiccup shrug as he responded. "Same old, a small invasion fleet from Dagur here and there, few fires every now and then."

"Not the village, you ya fool."

"Oh. Other than the run of Quarian Spit nothing much to note, yourself?"

The man chuckled. "You should know better by now then to ask a Meat-Head how they are doing." The last time his village came down with Eelpox nobody would admit to having it, and if it wasn't for Hiccup literally spiking their food with the cure they would probably still have it, that is if it hadn't killed them all off by now.

"True. Then how is your village doing?"

"Never better, we have more food than ever and don't tell anyone but I think they..." Thuggory pointed a thumb over his shoulder to where a few of his men were following. "Are starting to become a little jealous of Killer." Killer being Thuggory's Monstrous Nightmare.

"Speaking of Killer, where is he?" Asked Hiccup.

The giant shrugged. "Hell if I know, told him to follow us here as I decided to join my men in the long boats."

"Probably off hunting then."

Thuggory nodded. "Aye, probably, now what in the name is that?" He pointed a short stubby finger in the direction of a large animal fighting with a rumble horn over something, what they were fighting over he didn't know at this range.

"Err." Hiccup rubbed the back of his head as he tried to figure out what to say. "That is a Krogan named Grunt." The two Chiefs stopped as they continued to watch the scene unfold, after a small but tense tug of war the Krogan seemed to have won what ever they were fighting over but the head strong dragon eventually decided to start a head butting match with the naturally head butting Krogan, this fight for whatever the two were fighting over was only just beginning. "He isn't from around here."

"I can see that." Mused the other chief. "But what is it?"

"Something that came with Sif from Asgard." The man raised a brow, a silent request for Hiccup to explain. "Okay, so long story cut short we think we may be harbouring Sif from Asgard."

"Call me sceptical."

Hiccup give another shrug. "Well, you will see for yourself, just when you meet her don't try anything stupid like Bertha, she discovered the hard way why you don't attack her."

"She alright?" Hiccup give a nod. "And me do anything stupid?" Questioned Thuggory, to which Hiccup give a knowing snort. "Ha, you know me too we..." The man who was still watching the two creatures interact was stumped to silence as Grunt somehow had managed to knock the Rumble horn unconscious, a beast capable of knocking sea stacks over and felling the most sturdy of Viking constructs, eventually he found his voice once the Krogan started to give out a loud and hearty laugh. "Well, I'll be damned."

"Hmm. Anyway Bertha is okay, a few broken ribs but nothing too serious."

Thuggory winced, despite his size and strength even he would struggle to take Bertha down, if at all. "Remind me again, what did Bertha do to deserve that?"

"She was a typical Viking." The other chief raised a brow again. "She attacked her."

"Ah, so don't attack her, duly noted. Now, am I the first here?"

"Yes, the first of many hopefully."

The news that Thuggory was the first to arrive seemed to please him. "Excellent! So, which other clans you expecting to turn up?"

Hiccup shrugged as he turned to lead his fellow chief to the mead hall. "The Bob Burglars, the Outcasts and the Bashem Oiks for definite, then possibly someone from the Dirty Deceivers, Lava-Louts and the Ugli-thugs, who I'm not holding my breath for is the Hysterics, the Visithugs, or the Murderous... Oh, there is your dragon." Hiccup pointed to just above the Dragon Accademy where a large dark blue Monstrous Nightmare was about to land, a large Boar from the looks of things in its maw.

/.../

Sif sat with her back supported by the wall of the Dragon Academy as she watched Snotlout's and Fishlegs' attempting to get the red Horror to shoot its fire. "I demand you fire at that..." Snotlout commanded as he gestured to an old and worn barrel well past its prime. The Red Horror that is still to be named give a slight growl as it disobeyed the Viking.

Fishlegs shook his head at his friends attempt, to find out what this magnificent beast shot they would have to get wise, digging though an old storage box the beefy man pulled out an old dusty rag, a perfect item to solve the mystery of the dragons fire. After carefully walking back to the dragon the man shook the rag in front of the Horror's nostrils, the effect of the heavy dust left in the air got the desired effect as the dragon's nostrils flared and it's face contorted, "Any moment now..."

The dragon fought back the sneeze as hard as it could but it was futile, after a few moments it turned it's head away from the humans and to the sky before releasing an almost deafening high pitched sneeze, and the moment it did Sif's heads up display went crazy sounding all sorts of alarms but the warnings vanished as soon as they appeared meaning she had no idea what they were warning her about, as she tried to figure out what the hell was going on Snotlout approached Legs. "Well that was... disappointing."

"Quite." Agreed Fishlegs. "I wonder if it can even shoot fire?"

"Hmm, it's not unheard of for there to be breathless dragons."

"Aye." Agreed Snotlout. "But that is very rare and almost every other dragon fires something, Bewilderbeast Ice, Changewing Acid, Night Fury Lightning."

"Well I wonder if it just suppressed it's fire? I'll try again." Fishlegs raised his hand and tried to approach the retreating dragon but Sif caught his hand before he could try to shake the cloth again.

"The dragon obviously doesn't want you shaking that in its face, leave it alone."

Fishlegs looked to the dragon and then the Dragon manual. "But..."

Sif released his arm. "Not buts Fishlegs." The man give a defeated sigh. "Good man."

With nothing more to say Sif left the arena with her dragon in tow in an attempt to find the chief, she almost walked into him and a giant of a man as she left the academy. "Oh hey Hiccup, I've been thinking of what to gift you for the wedding and I've had an idea, meet me on my ship when you and Astrid have got some free time, and try not to bring the dragons, I doubt we will have the room."

Hiccup had tried to tell her numerous times now that no gift was necessary but Sif seemed determined to gift him and Astrid something. "Will do thanks."

Sif give a nod and started to walk away but she quickly turned back. "Oh, come with an empty stomach."

Hiccup frowned at the slightly odd request but shrugged it off and turned to Thuggory once Sif started to leave again. "So, that was Sif."

"Hmm." Thuggory pulled a hand down his finely groomed beard. "I was expecting something a little bigger, got the looks though, is she available?"

Hiccup face palmed before saying. "Don't go there."

/.../

It was a good hour or three before Hiccup and Astrid eventually showed up on the Normandy, and as instructed they came dragonles and hungry, after asking what had come to be nicknamed by the Berkians as the Metal Destroyer they discovered Sif in Liara's office squinting over some object with text on it, when Sif failed to notice their presence Hiccup cleared his throat. "Err Sif?"

Sif looked up immediately like a deer caught in the head lamps of a car. "Oh Hiccup, Astrid, gimme a moment will you?" After speaking Sif went back to staring at the screen, and true to her word she looked up a moment later. "I trust you have come on an empty stomach?" The duo nodded. "Excellent because I don't want you throwing up all over my ship." As sif spoke she logged herself out of Liara's terminal.

Astrid was confused, why would she be throwing up all over Sif's ship. "Sorry?"

"You will see." Replied Sif as she began to lead the two to the starport observation deck, as she walked she spoke to seemingly no one. "Jeff, take us up as instructed." There was a moments silence before a lurch feeling developed in their stomach that felt undeniably similar to taking off with speed on a dragon. She turned to them before entering a door on the right side of the ship. "So, I can't give you much but what I can give you is an experience, what I'm going to show you no Viking from your planet has ever seen, or experienced." With out waiting for a response Sif hit the button and opened the door to the Starport observation deck, the second the door opened a large window came into view and it could be seen that the Normandy was passing through the clouds. "What is the highest you have ever flown?" She asked them.

Astrid looked to Hiccup, he was the one with a brain for this type of stuff, if she was to reply she would just say 'high, very high'. "8-9km." Replied Hiccup after some time to work it out.

"Cool." Responded Sif, before adding. "Jeff, take us to 9km." It could be seen that the Normandy raised a little, but not by much. "What if I told you I can take you to a height so high you would float in the air?" Sif could see by their faces they were confused by the question, she would just have to show them. "Joker, slowly take us to a high orbit and EDI hit the switch to gravity please." Hiccup and Astrid shared a glance with one another, what was Sif doing? As the ship continued to rise Sif noticed that the two of them had become torn between staring at their hands and looking outside the window where the ground was rapidly getting further and further away. "Feels odd doesn't it?"

Astrid was moving her limbs around randomly, they felt disturbingly heavy. "What is happening?"

"We're moving away from Midgard right now, and your feeling approximately 3 times as heavy as normal due to our acceleration."

"That would explain why I feel so heavy then." Agreed Hiccup. "And Wow, I've never seen our planet from such height." By now the planet's curvature was well within view.

"Well, give it a moment and you will see your planet in all its glory." It was another two minutes before the entire planet was in view, it was a giant ball of blue, yellow and green, both Astrid and Hiccup were so lost in their thoughts at the amazing view that they didn't realise they had stopped ascending, or that odd feeling in their gut. "Hey guys?" The two of them turned to look at Sif who was doing some impossible acrobats in the air. "Look at your feet." The couple looked immediately to their feet and to their amazement they weren't touching the floor. "Your in what we call micro-gravity." Between the beautiful sight of his home planet and the fact they were floating in the air as if nothing was wrong Hiccup was speechless. "Go on, try spinning or something." By now Sif was having fun goofing around by floating upside down. Astrid tentively tried to touch the floor with her foot but her actions only sent her flying towards the roof, and touching the roof sent her flying back towards the floor. "And you have just discovered Newtons third law of motion." Observed Sif, speaking more to herself than anyone else. As time went on Sif had to chuckle as she watched them explore micro gravity, no matter who you are you reacted to micro-gravity in one of two ways, the first being astonished and playful, the second being sickly and moody, luckily the Vikings were the former.

It was another 20 or so minutes of goofing around in micro gravity till Sif eventually turned the artificial gravity back on, and while the Vikings were happy to be standing back on their feet they were also secretly disappointed they couldn't play around for longer. "Well guys." Stated Sif once the Vikings had readjusted to gravity. "I've got one last treat, I've asked my chef to cook up some different types of food from all over the galaxy, I'll let you two enjoy it alone over the window."

Almost after she finished speaking a group of people walked in carrying a table and trays of different types of food, when they were left alone they both took a seat next to one another so that they could peer out the window as they ate, but not much eating was done as both were still stunned by the view and the memories of Micro-gravity . "This is... was just... wow." Stammered Astrid.

Hiccup bobbed his head up and down. "Yeah... I'm pretty... well yeah."

"I know exactly how you feel." Replied Astrid.

/.../

2 hours later - Berk

Hiccup stopped still the instant he felt a metal blade rest upon his neck from behind. "Camicazi." He stated blindly.

The girl groaned at her failed attempt to shock the chief. "How did you know?"

Hiccup smiled as he turned around. "Because your the only person who can sneak up on me."

This seemed to cheer the Bob-Burglar up. "Well if you put it like that..."

The Chief chuckled. "Yes, now I take it your mother is also here?"

"Aye. We came when you were in that big metal flyie thing."

Hiccup could see the girl was beginning to think as any Bob-Burglar should. "Just no Cammi, I don't even think you would know how to fly it even if you did somehow manage to acquire it, and I don't think it would be appreciated Sif, joke or not."

Cammi allowed a soft sigh to escape. "Well, it would have made a nice addition to our fleet."

"True. Now do you know of who else has arrived in my absence?"

Cammi give a slight nod and shake of her head at the same time, something Hiccup had learned over the years meant she was trying to hide something. "A few, not sure where they are though."

"Cammi..."

The girl huffed, she never could keep secrets from Hiccup, somehow that man could read her like an open book. "Fine, they are gathered in the Fishermans hut."

Hiccup give a frown. "Why there? And who's there?"

The girl shrugged but Hiccup could tell she knew more than she let on. "Not sure, and my mother obviously, Thuggory, think that Heather girl is there, the chief of Oiks and some one else who I don't know but you do."

Now Hiccup was confused, it sounded like the other Cheifs' were holding a 'thingy' on his island and without him, just what are they up to?