Hiccup And The Gang Short Stories

Don't Drop Dead, Dragon Boy Part 1

I made this into parts because it is too long so here is the first part.

Looking back it was all Snotlout's fault.

It was peaceful morning at Dragon's Edge. Fishlegs was looking at the Dragon Eye while Hiccup sat on the table in the center of the Clubhouse, taking notes on the dragons so they could update the Book of Dragons when they returned to Berk.

Astrid was sitting beside Hiccup, and the twins were playing chase with the chicken. The dragons were gurgling and cooing at each other, almost as if they were having their own conversation, which Hiccup assumed they were.

All of a sudden, the peaceful tranquil of the Clubhouse was disturbed when Snotlout and Hookfang rocketed through the opening of the Clubhouse.

"GUYS!" Snotlout shouted; he sounded really desperate.

Hiccup looked up from his work, as did Astrid.

"What did you do now Snotlout?" Astrid groaned.

The past few days. Snotlout had been a nuisance, as usual, but it was almost worse than usual, if that were possible.

Snotlout took a deep breath and said, "Um, Hiccup, you know that ittle talk we had about leaving Night Terrors alone...?

Hiccup's head snapped up in his cousin's direction

"Yeah...?" Hiccup asked suspiciously.

Snotlout pointed back outside. "Well, Hookfang decided to scare them, and now they're everywhere!" He shouted

Hiccup leapt to his feet as did Astrid beside him. Fishlegs turned from the Dragon Eye, and the twins raced forward to the others.

"Was there fire involved?" The twins asked at the same time.

The Night Terrors were fleeing? That wasn't good.

"Oh, this is bad," Hiccup mused out loud, pinching the bridge of his nose. "If the Night Terrors can't group together to defend themselves-"

"Then it leaves them open and prone to predators," Fishlegs cut in. He gasped. "We have to find them!"

"They're still out there!" Snotlout said. "They're still- HEY!"

He was cut off when the other riders and dragons shoved past him as well as Hookfang raced outside.

Snotlout was right: the Night Terrors were fleeing, flying off in every direction. Hiccup looked back, calculating in his head.

"Alright," He said. "Astrid, you take the North. Stormfly can take the Northwest. Scare them back towards the clubhouse, not farther away." Astrid nodded instantly and raced off in her assigned direction, Stormfly doing the same.

Hiccup turned back to the remaining riders. "Snotlout, you go in the West," Hiccup instructed, "And Hookfang can go Southwest."

Hiccup glared at Snotlout for an extra moment, and when the boy and his dragon left to do as they were instructed, Hiccup looked back at the Fishlegs, The twins and their dragons.

'Ruffnut, you take the South," Hiccup directed, "Barf and Belch take the Southeast, and Tuffnut, take the East."

"We're in it to win it!" Ruffnut and Tuffnut cheered, fist pumping. Without waiting for a response, they darted in their assigned directions, cackling madly as they went.

"Fishlegs, you stay here with the other dragons and wait for the Night Terrors to return," Hiccup said. "I'll take Northeast."

Fishlegs nodded. "Alright, got it," he said.

Hiccup nodded in response, turned, and pursued the Night Terrors into the Northeast.

Most of the Night Terrors came across back to the base without so much of a second thought. Hiccup knew it made sense; they were still spooked, and now, they were alone, defenseless, and everything in between, They wanted to get back together again as much as Hiccup wanted them to.

He didn't even have to do anything, really. All he had to do was scare the Night Terrors back in the right direction, and they did the rest themselves.

He wasn't so sure why Snotlout had to do what he did; he always knew Snotlout was an idiot, but he didn't thin Snotlout would stoop as low as spooking the living daylights out of all the Night Terrors with Hookfang.

But Hiccup's plan to rally up the Night Terrors by splitting up in different directions was a good one, and it was working great.

So far, Hiccup had shooed over seventeen Night Terrors back to their base, and now, he was chasing a particularly spooked one.

The night Terror didn't fly in the right direction. He continued onwards, towards the caves of Dragon's Edge. He wasn't moving very fast, so Hiccup had a very easy time keeping up with him. He felt bad for the Night Terrors; they were defenseless against Hookfang.

"Hey!" Hiccup shouted as the Night Terror continue flying in a sluggish, skittish, zig-zag pattern.

"Come on! Get back here! We have to get you back to the rest of your gang!"

Not that he expected the dragon to listen to him, but hey, it was worth a shot. Better than doing nothing, he supposed.

The Night Terror flew straight into one of the caves, and Hiccup had no choice but to follow. It was dark, but Hiccup wasn't scared of the dart. It didn't bother him, so he continued on, and on, and on...

Suddenly, the ground was no longer beneath his feet, and oddly enough, he found himself falling. He couldn't help but cry out in shock; he was falling through the air, and he had no control over it, expect, his cry ended abruptly when he smashed against something cold, rock hard, and solid.

The ground.

He must have fallen down a ledge, or something of that nature. Moments after he hit the ground, he lifted his head to see where he was, the pain engulfed him. Blackness darker than the cave fogged his vision, and he let his head drop back against the ground. The blackness of unconsciousness seized him, and he heard and saw no more.