Sigrid The Relentless - How to Train your Dragon

9. Dragon Island

"For the last time, Hiccup. I don't need my own dragon." Sigrid insisted, for what felt like the hundredth time. 

Hiccup has been desperate for his sister to train her own dragon, and ever since her father bonded with Thornado, he was convinced that Sigrid could do the same. 

"Well, you can't just ride Thornado whenever you want." Hiccup argued, struggling to keep up with her fast pace as they strolled through Berk. "What if we need you, and dad needs his dragon? You saw what happened with him and Toothless, it just doesn't work!"

"That won't happen." Sigrid shrugged, stubborn as ever, and she sure wasn't about to let her little brother tell her differently. 

"Fine." He grumbled, rolling his eyes. "You're the boss."

Sigrid smirked in victory. Continuing to make their way towards the arena, it was like a bulb lit up above Hiccup's head, as he suddenly got a great idea. 

"Hey, Sigrid?" He started. "How do you feel about joining us for tomorrow's training mission? It's Astrid's turn to make the plan, so I think you might enjoy it."

A very tempting offer, Sigrid thought. She'd taught the blonde practically everything she knew, and if the gang's complaints were even slightly accurate, Astrid's training mission would be tough and merciless. Just how she liked it. Also, it's not like she had anything else to do. 

"I'd love to." She smiled, letting her brother guide her towards the others, as they prepared for Astrid's plan. 

Sigrid couldn't wait to hear what she had come up with. Entering the arena, the gang's brows raised in question as her figure entered by Hiccup's side. 

"Sigrid will be joining us for tomorrow's training mission, if that's alright with all of you?" It wasn't really a question, as Hiccup had already decided, but he allowed them to have the illusion of a choice. 

How sneaky. 

Astrid smiled, standing at the drawing board, with a map stuck in the middle of it. 

"That would be great!" She cheered. "At least someone will take my plan seriously."

The others groaned, making Astrid frown. "What?" 

"Your training missions are so hard." Fishlegs complained, a defeated look on his chubby face. 

Astrid rolled her eyes, hands placed on her hips defensively.  "They are not!" 

"Hand to claw combat?" Fishlegs reminded her, raising his bandages for all to see. 

His Gronckle, Meatlug, licked his hand apologetically. That can't be hygienic, Sigrid thought. But Fishlegs only smiled at his dragon, before giving her a good cuddle, telling her it wasn't her fault. 

"Spine dodging?" Snotlout sneered.

Tuffnut joined in. "Hot lava swimming?" 

"We never did that." Astrid raised her brow.

Tuffnut huffed. "Yeah, but we should've, way better than hand to claw combat."

Their constant complaining was making Sigrid curious about what 'hand to claw combat' truly entailed. Sure, she got the gist of it - obvious name and all - but she'd be sure to ask Astrid about it later. Maybe she'd let Stormfly take her for a tumble. 

"Well, this mission is easy." Astrid assured, pointing at the map. "Dragon island. You just have to go from this beach on the east side, to this cave on the west side."

Until this point, the plan seemed horrifically boring, but at least the others seemed pleased. Snotlout was the loudest to hum in agreement, but by the smirk on Astrid's face, Sigrid could tell that wasn't the end of it.Thank Thor.