renegades, httyd

vii. Speedifst The Actor

renegades
chapter seven

    "What makes you think it's in there?"

    I rolled my eyes. The four of us: Wartihog, Clueless, Speedifist and I━and our dragons━all lied down in the grass, keeping an eye on the door and back entrance of the chieftain house. We were hidden behind one of the Botanist's wagons, peering in past the wheels. Our dragons watched our backs. Well, most of them. Firefin hung his head next to Clueless, the two of them peering with a similar expression (if that was even possible). Winglash couldn't be bothered to look out; she was too busy preening her wings in the reflection of the water by her feet. So, in reality, it was just Speediclaw and Nonalug watching our backs.

    "Because, Wartihog," I whispered back, glancing at him briefly as we waited for the all-clear. We wanted to make sure that the house was completely empty before we snuck in. "I've heard Hiccup tell Astrid dozens of times. He keeps a spare leg for his leg, and a spare for that, and a spare for that━and a final spare in his room. In the house. Snotlout and the Twins shouldn't know the difference."

    "How are we going to get in?" asked Clueless. He was looking in the completely wrong direction. The three of us rolled our eyes this time. Speedifist grabbed his chin and jutted it to the back window.

    "That's Hiccup's room," said Speedifst.

    Clueless pushed his hands away, "I knew that! I was just making sure."

    "Okay, here's the plan," I said, glancing between the three of them. "Stoick should be heading out for chiefing duties any second now. Hiccup is more spontaneous. He either takes this time to fly Toothless, work on the Book of Dragons, or inventions. I go in with Winglash, steal the leg, you guys wait here. Wartihog, you have the signal. If someone is coming, have Nonalug cause as much noise as you can."

    Wartihog frowned at me. "How do you know all of that?"

    I blushed. "I ..." they were all staring at me suspiciously. "I ... he's close friends with Astrid! I hear a lot, okay?! Let's just focus on the plan!"

    "Gods, okay━", "━Wow, someone's defensive━", "━Sheesh."

    We waited for a few more seconds. Behind us, the yak the boys had stolen munched at the grass, bored. The chicken scratched at the earth, searching for worms. If anyone passed us, they would probably be very concerned. What's the most suspicious thing you could think of? Oh, I know what━four teenagers and their dragons hiding behind a wagon with a stolen yak and hen.

    The door opened, and I stiffened in my position. Stepping out of the house and down the steps was Chief Stoick the Vast. He was intimidating━he even scared me sometimes. Standing seven feet tall, he as a bush of fiery red hair and beard, with hands that could fit around a full-grown Gronckle's neck.