The Forgotten Haddock: Short Films

Gift of the Nightfury 1

"This is Berk." I mumble as I sit up in bed.

I wait for Hiccup to continue, but I hear his snores. I mean I know it's cold, but really? Asleep? He slept enough after fighting the Red Death (I swear, Queenie is a better name).

A chill wind comes in and I shiver.

"Boasting the kind of balmy, fun in the sun climate that will give you frostbite on your spleen. The one upside is our annual holiday. We call it... Snoggletog."

"Why we chose such a stupid name remains a mystery. But with the war long over—"

The roof rattles and Toothless roars from outside, waking up Hiccup.

"—and dragons living amongst us, this year's Snoggletog promises to be one to remember." I conclude.

Vision roars this time. Like Toothless, he's eager for our morning flight.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming." Hiccup says, groggy. He puts on Mom's beast helmet and goes downstairs. "Nara, you coming?"

"Not in a million years." I call down from the warmth of my bed, amongst my cocoon of blankets.

"Okay, I'll just tell Astrid that you don't like her any—"

Hiccup is interrupted as I fall out of my bed and scramble to the stairs.

"Whew, a million years passed very quickly." I say, standing up.

"Alright," Hiccup says, yawning, "the dragons are waiting."

I bundle up with a few extra layers before following my brother outside.

"Well, good morning, Mister Bossy." Hiccup says, presumably to Toothless, as Toothless warbles back.

Hiccup, being his weird self, mimics the dragon.

"Do you always have to wake us up so early to go flyiiiiinnnngggg!" I say, slipping on some ice at the end of the sentence.

Luckily, Vision, who was waiting in a shelter, grabs me before I fall on the ground. He chirps as he lifts me onto his back.

"Thanks, Vision." I say, patting his neck. "Alright, we can go flying now, right Hiccup?"

And just like that, we're zooming through the sky. Hiccup and Toothless are still testing out their new tail and leg Gobber made, so Vision and I aren't too far behind.

We do some tricks and fancy flying. I know soon enough we'll have a flying contest with the other riders. With people like Snotlout and Astrid in this group, it's a guarantee.

Now, you may be wondering why we aren't helping with decorating for the holiday, like the other riders. Well, after an incident a few years ago that may or may not have involved me accidentally burning down the Snoggletog tree, I've been banned from decorating for Snoggletog. And Hiccup? Well, he may or may not have accidentally spread that fire to a few other structures.

Suddenly, from out of nowhere, Vision turns.

"Uh, Vision?" I ask. "What's happening? What's wrong?"

Vision however, doesn't respond and just keeps flying. It's almost like he's following a call, like from Queenie (I'm telling you, I will have Astrid change the name in the Book of Dragons). I hear a bunch of dragons surrounding Vision and I as we seemingly join a trail of dragons.

In front of us, I hear Hiccup and Toothless dodging dragons.

"Hiccup!" I shout. "I've lost control of Vision! I can't control him!"

I don't hear a response as a group of Monstrous Nightmares roar right next to us. The sheer number of dragons disorients me. It kind of reminds me of when Vision and Toothless showed us Queenie.