At Berk

This is Berk. The best well kept secret this side off… Well, anywhere of course. Sure, it may not look like much, but this wet heap of rock packs more than a few surprises.

In the village of Berk, It was quiet. Until shadows passed the village and in a corner were a bunch of sheep bleating pathetically.

Life here is great… Just be sure you have a strong heart.

A bunch of sheep, corralled together, moved sneakily from one corner to another. One sheep, however, is rather distinct than the rest since it has quite a colorful circle target mark on both of its sides.

You see, where most folks enjoy hobbies like whittling or needlepoint or whatever, We Berkians prefer a little something we like to call…

Said distinguishable sheep was then kicked out of the shadows as it bleated helplessly. Just then, It was snatched out of the ground.

Dragon Racing!

A group of dragons, quite familiar to anyone who lived in Berk, zoomed past through totems and structures. The one who snatched the sheep, let's call it… Bob, was none other than Fishlegs Ingerman and his dragon companion, Meatlug the Gronkle. The large boy(well not a boy, rather a young adult since he's twenty now) let out a yell of excitement and raised his fist in the air in triumph. However, his victory did not last as another contender and his dragon smashed against Fishlegs and Meatlug, making them drop Bob on the hands of…

Lo and Behold! Snotlout Jorgenson, also twenty years old, and his dragon partner Hookfang the Monstrous Nightmare. He's still every bit as juvenile and Immature as his younger self.

"Ho-ho! I'm sorry, Fishlegs! Did you want that?" Snotlout taunted, gesturing at Bob.

Fishlegs replied with a grunt and a glare. "Snotlout! That was mine!" He yelled.

Snotlout then suddenly falls backwards making Fishlegs and Meatlug fly past them as the Jorgenson boy sided with the infamous twins. Ruffnut Thorston and Tuffnut Thorston(Also twenty) with their dragon companion, Barf and Belch the Hideous Zippleback.

"Here ya go, babe." Snotlout said to Ruffnut(Weird right?) with a chivalrous grin and tosses Bob to said girl who catches it with a slight sneer and grumble.

"Did I tell you that you look amazing today? 'Cause you do." Snotlout flirted to Ruffnut… Okay, was there something we have missed during the past five years of absence?

Ruffnut, disgusted rather than flattered, said "Ugh. Come on, Barf. It's starting to stink around here." to Barf as the dragon head started to spew gas.

"Nope. Still hates you. Let's blow this place, Belch!" Tuffnut said with a mocking grin. Following his rider's command, Belch then ignited the gas and created an explosion that blew Snotlout back a bit. As the twins rush past the main bleachers, Ruffnut dropped her sheep into one of the five baskets suspended over a chasm at the lap crossing. Each backboard bears an image of its corresponding dragon. The Barf/Belch basket was filled, surprisingly, to the brim with sheep.

Stoick, who was watching with glee and excitement, turned to the frenzied crowd. "Haha! That's nine for the Twins! Astrid lags with three! Fishlegs and Snotlout trail with NONE!" The burly man shouted. He then eyed another empty basked with the image of Toothless(Ya know, Our favorite and lovable Night Fury?) and found it surprisingly empty.

"And Hiccup is… Nowhere to be found." Stoick said and sighed as he sat back down.

Gobber, ever the jesting meathead, stated "Scared him off with the big talk, didn't ya Stoick?" to which Stoick replied with a glare.

Stoick then eyed the basket with the image of a Skrill. You know, Bolt. "And… Marcus isn't here either?" He asked, rather surprised that the white haired teen was not participating.

Gobber rolled his eyes. "Ah you know him. Always sticks with hiccup wherever he goes. You know, to keep him out of trouble." He replied.

Stoick only nodded, not denying the fact.

Snotlout, who was still smoldering from the blast, was then whacked in the head by none other than yours truly, Astrid Hofferson and her dragon companion, Stormfly the Deadly Nadder.

"What are you doing, Snotlout?! They're going to win now!" She scolded Snotlout.

"She's my princess! Whatever she wants, she gets!" Snotlout replied, rather boldly.

"Ruffnut?! Didn't she try to bury you alive?!" Astrid inquired, rather surprised at the Jorgenson's reply. Well, at least he wasn't constantly trying to garner her attention now. That's a reward on her eyes.

"Only for a few hours!" Snotlout argued as if a few hours buried beneath the ground was the most normal thing to do.

Bu that's a story for another time.

Now, Dragons used to be a bit of a problem here… Actually, It was a big problem. But that was five years ago. Now, they've all moved in. And, well, why wouldn't they, if I may be so confident?

The racers then chase each other through a sprawling hangar and into a vast cave, teeming with colorfully painted dragon stables. They then exit through the far side and circle back through the village, blasting past many of its dragon friendly additions… Neat place actually… If you're a dragon, of course.

We have, like, custom stables… all-you-can-eat feeding stations… a full service dragon wash. Even top-of-the-line fire prevention, if hiccup does say so himself.

As mentioned, a baby Gronkle sneezes and accidentally setting one of the Viking houses on fire. Astrid sees this and peels away from the other dragon racers and yanks open a spout on the overhead networks of aqueducts, dousing the flames with a surge of water. See? Full proof stuff.

Anyway, Back to Stoick, He watched, rather amused, as the racers round the island, searching for sheep. He then turned to Gobber and nodded. "It's time, Gobber." He said.

"Righty-ho! Last lap!" Gobber yelled merrily to the crowd. A Viking who was besides a rather giant horn blew on said object. All of the riders then heard the noise and grinned to each of themselves.

"The black sheep! Come on, Stormfly! We can still win this thing!"

"Come on, Barf!"

"Let's go!"

"Go, Meatlug!"

Meanwhile, Gobber then loads a black sheep onto a catapult. Gobber then told the sheep, "This is your big moment. Have a nice flight!" then launched the sheep into the air.

Astrid then saw the black sheep and steers Stormfly into a steep climb toward it. "Up, up, up, up, up, up!" She commanded her dragon as Stormfly quickly complied.

She was so close. Actually, she was very, very close. Just a second more actually…

Until Fishlegs managed to nab the black sheep.

"NO!" Astrid yelled, rather frustrated about that.

"YES! Good job, Meatlug!" Fishlegs cheered as he then headed to Ruffnut and practically tossed the black sheep to Ruffnut. "Here ya go, darling! Mine's worth ten!" The large rider yelled to Ruffnut.

"Yeah! The Black Sheep!" Ruffnut whooped as the sheep bleated helplessly.

Astrid, who managed to get near Snotlout, yelled to the boy, "You guys are fighting for Ruffnut?!" to which the Snotlout just shrugged.

"I'm totally winning!" Ruffnut shouted.

Fishlegs and Meatlug flew besides her. "We're winning together!" The large rider yelled happily. Of course, Ruffnut is disgusted with that and had their dragon ram Meatlug. This action caused Fishlegs and Meatlug into an uncontrolled spin as he slammed into Snotlout sending both of their dragons tumbling head over tail. The crowd went wild with all that action.

"Whoo-hoo! No can stop me now!" Ruffnut yelled confidently.

"Except for me! We're attached, genius! Quit trying to steal my glory!" Tuffnut argued as he grabbed the sheep from Ruffnut's grasp as the two went into a tug of war.

Astrid used this to her advantage and had Stormfly fly towards them as she stands on Stormfly while keeping her balance.

"Get 'em, Astrid!" Stoick cheered on.

Astrid then lept off of Stormfly and landed on top of Barf and Belch, she then ran towards the twins and grabbed the black sheep from their hands. "Gotcha! Haha!" She shouted as she jumped and tumbled through the air and onto Stormfly, sticking a perfect landing with the black sheep in her hands.

"Whoa!" Tuffnut exclaimed, followed by his sister's, "Astrid!" of frustration.

"Well played!" Stoick shouted as he laughed whole-heartedly and faced the crowd. "That's my future daughter-in-law!"

Astrid then zoomed towards the baskets but was unaware of the fact that Fishlegs was closing in on her and rammed Meatlug into Stormfly, sending Astrid off course. She quickly recovers and sees Snotlout flying towards her with a war hammer aiming at her.

"Uh, excuse me!" Snotlout laughed.

"Stormfly!" Astrid exclaimed. Snotlout hurled his hammer towards her but she managed to duck and roll Stormfly out of the way. Fishlegs was unfortunate enough to catch the hammer with his face as it made a-…

CLANG!

"Ooh!" The crowd practically winced.

Astrid and Stormfly managed to recover from their roll, loop over the water and blast past the finish line and threw the black sheep into their basket.

"That's thirteen! Astrid takes the game!" Stoick declared as the crowd went wild. Astrid flew over them and basked in her victory.

Heh… That's Berk for ya. All mine and Hiccup's hard work paid off. Good thing too… Because with Vikings on the backs of dragons, The world just got a whole lot bigger… How do I know? Well, That's because I ain't limiting myself to dragon racing just around Berk. Me and Hiccup have… larger plans.

With Marcus and Hiccup,

In the never ending sky, two(Or rather four) figures can be seen. This was where the duo and their dragons were up to. Just flying around without a care in the world. Actually, half flying without a care in the world and half racing.

The duo whooped as they passed through flying Timberjacks. However, they are… quite different from the teen looks they once had five years ago. First off, Hiccup wore a leather like suit which is actually his flight suit made of functional design of leather and articulated plates and has an air of Viking bike , Marcus wore a similar suit except it wasn't built for solo flying as Hiccup's. His has pockets filled with daggers coated with Speed Stinger venom. And the suit has metal on some parts such as the boots and hands. Those were insulators for Bolt's electricity, allowing Marcus to utilize his dragon's fire… or lightning blasts. Of course, that wasn't done with… a couple of painful mishaps until they managed to complete it without electrocuting the wearer. The left eye hole, instead of having an eye hole to see on, was replaced with a neat looking cross like design. After all, Left eyeless and all. Oh, and one more thing, strapped on Marcus's back was a metal chain with a sickle attached to the end.

"What do you think, bud? You wanna give this another shot?" Hiccup said to Toothless who grumbled in response.

"Toothless! It'll be fine!" Hiccup assured his dragon friend. Then, with a click of a lever, he locks the pedals in the flared tail position. He then unhooks himself from the saddle.

"Ready?" Hiccup asked. Toothless snorted unenthusiastically as Hiccup suddenly slides off of him. Hiccup yelled in excitement as he plummets below while Toothless dove after him. Marcus and Bolt followed after the two as the Hiccup and Toothless spiral through the air, face to face. Once Hiccup saw the ocean, He slipped his forearms through a pair of tucked leather flaps and yanked on it. The action causes sheets of leather to unfurl as Hiccup extended his arms.

Behold! The First Viking that could fly! No, Not gliding! Fly! Like a dragon! Hiccup soared through the air as if he actually had wings. Well, He technically has but that's beside the point!

"THIS IS AMAZING!" Hiccup shouted, flying alongside Toothless.

Marcus and Bolt flew beside the two. "Show off!" Marcus yelled as Bolt merely snorted in response.

"Hah! You're just jealous you can't fly like I do!" Hiccup laughed. Until his moment of excitement was interrupted when he spotted a towering rock formation ahead.

"No longer amazing! Toothless!" Hiccup yelped as he tried to steer himself away but to no avail. Toothless tried catching up to his rider but the locked tail made it rather difficult for him.

"Should we go help them, Bolt?" Marcus asked the Skrill, seemingly unconcerned for his human friend's health, to which Bolt just snorted. "I'm pretty sure that Night Fury can catch him. He always does.". Not that Marcus understood that completely but he got the message.

"Yeah… Let's just watch."

At the last second, Toothless fired a plasma blast onto the jagged rock just ahead of hiccup then wraps Hiccup in his wings as they fly through it. Luckily, the both of them were unharmed by the remnants of rocks as Toothless emerged through the cloud of debris and hurtles into the trees of a neighboring peak. The two tumbled down the uneven terrain. After that, Hiccup emerged from the cocoon of Toothless' wings. He then switched his prosthetic riding foot to his walking foot and stows his leather wings.

"Whoo. That really came out of nowhere." Hiccup stated as the sea stack behind them cracks and falls. "Say, Where's Marcus?" He asked.

He was answered with the sound of flapping wings and metal meeting the ground. Hiccup turned around to see Marcus with his arms crossed. Hiccup, knowing his friend, knew that the White haired teen(man, I guess?) was amused by the incident.

"Well, I guess that wasn't too bad. Definitely not one of your worst nor your best either." Marcus said amusingly as Bolt just rolled his eyes.

"Haha. Laugh it up, Marcus." Hiccup replied sarcastically.

"As a matter of fact, I will." Marcus said back as he began laughing hysterically and rolled on the ground.

Hiccup rolled his eyes at his human friend's antics before a pebble was thrown at his head by an annoyed looking Toothless. "Hey! What was that for?!" He asked to Toothless who gave him an annoyed look.

"Oh what? You want an apology? Is that why you're pouting, big baby boo?" Hiccup joked to which Toothless snorted and turned his head away in response.

"First Toothless and now Big Baby Boo? Wait 'till I tell the others of this." Bolt laughed at the ridiculous nickname Hiccup gave Toothless.

"Shut up, Bolt. Or I'll come over there and blast your rear end." Toothless growled threateningly.

"Well… Try this on!" Hiccup shouted as he hugged Toothless and tried wrestling him. "Oh, you feeling it yet? Huh? Picking up on all of my heartfelt remorse?" Hiccup inquired as Toothless began to walk on two legs and waddled over the edge of the cliff.

"Come on. You wouldn't hurt a one legged…" Hiccup paused to look down as he saw that he was literally on the edge of the cliff. "Okay, Okay! You win! Just don't let me go!" He yelled frantically as Toothless laughs and falls backwards.

"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa!" Hiccup exclaimed as he started playing around with Toothless. "He's down! Oh, and it's ugly! Dragons and Vikings, enemies again, locked in combat to the bitter-!" To which Hiccup was interrupted by Toothless pinning hiccup down. "Aaaahhhh!" Hiccup fake gasped.

… Then, Toothless licked him.

"Agghh! You know that doesn't wash out!" Hiccup stated, trying to get rid of the slobber.

"That was the point, silly human!" Toothless laughed until Hiccup splashed by his own spit.

Marcus watched amusingly until he noticed Bolt looking at him rather critically. "No. Never. No!" Marcus exclaimed, stepping away from Bolt.

"Relax, Human. I wasn't gonna do it. The leather tastes disgusting anyway." Bolt snorted and just looked at the two in front of him.

Hiccup then looked around at the new island they discovered and pulled out his map… And boy was that one huge map! "So… what do you guys think we should name it?" Hiccup asked the three.

Toothless then proceeded to… eh, chew(?) on his armpit. "Itchy armpit it is." Hiccup declared.

"Wait, what?" All three, Marcus, Bolt and Toothless asked in disbelief. He did not just named it that.

Hiccup looked at them. "What?"

"Oh, nothing. Just continue." Marcus said, trying to stop the bubbling laughter in his throat.

Hiccup rolled his eyes. "Anyway, whaddya reckon, you three? Think we might find a few Timberjacks in those woods? The odd Whispering death or two in the rocks? Who knows… Maybe we'll finally track down another Night Fury or Skrill." Hiccup pondered rather thoughtful especially at the last part.

All three pondered at that last part too as Marcus sat down next to Hiccup.

"Heh… That'll be something." Marcus added.

"So, what do you three say? Just keep going?" Hiccup offered.

"NO!" All three others roared at him.

But then, they heard a familiar shriek of a Deadly Nadder. Astrid and Stormfly found them.

"Well, took you long enough to find us." Both Hiccup and Marcus said in unison.

A/n: Whoot! Finally had enough Motivation to finish this one! Yay! More stories that I have to keep track off! Hey, everyone! I know it was, like, almost a year since I last updated probably! But, well, as I've said before, Motivational Problems and the occasional case of Writer's block! Anyway, This might not be frequent enough but at least I got ya guys something right?!... Er... Yeah... Anyway, as always, I do enjoy your feedbacks and everything! Please review(Especially if I got some errors around I've missed) and follow! Oh, and did I mention I'm horrible at descriptions? If you can't imagine what weapon Marcus has, Just search Kusarigama! Anyway, as always, I'll see you in the next update of HTTYD 2: Berk's Duo!