The big four | pitch's return

Broken wings can't fly (Hiccup's POV)

  We've been running around in circles for days now and nobody had a clue on what was said.
"You are now a guardian".
That was stuck in my head for a while. The more I think about it the scarier. A that time I could barely understand why I was the one chosen to be a guardian over thousands and millions of other Vikings. I was even more confused so why the pay choose the other to be guardians. I heard the story of Jack Frost a lot, especially as a little kid. It always seemed different every time. However this time was the biggest.
   "A long while ago, there was a lad with the power to change the weathers to icy cold. No matter how many years pass, he kept this power for the longest while when he was then chosen from the rest of the guardians to be a guardian. The guardians found him a big help especially when he was seen and then believed."
That was the story of Jack Frost that I grew up with. No lie, this was a long story for people who didn't believe. I was one of them. I'm ashamed to have thought of it this way, however, every Viking is different in their way.
     I stood there hopelessly when jack approached me. I quickly took a step back and had a big sigh of both relief and
dis-relief.
"I'm afraid that I need a better excuse for why the whole guardian thing would work out.", I said the the most sarcastic tone I had. In this situation who would blame me.
  "I'll sorry your majesty, but I wasn't a big fan of the plan either. Things just keep going our way don't they?". After that tone,Jack made me lose my mind. Blowing up then became my first instinct quicker than a bullet out of a gun.
  "Now,now! Everybody settle down", Santa Claus added with an angry tone (a lot like mine).
"This must be the dragon whisperer", an Australian rabbit with a boomerang and tight shorts then added. After this I was ready for a big headache. The only thing that's keeping me alive is the thought that this is just a dream.