snotlout love short *slow Updates*

crushing it

we were having a problem with a Rumblehorn so we all slept in the club house and we had one person on Rumblehorn watch. I couldn't sleep so I got up and walked outside silently.

Snotlout- why do we have to be the ones to stay up on Rumblehorn watch? Hookfang, I'm talking to you.

Me- looks like he don't want to talk to you.

Snotlout- Ahhh. you scared me.

Me- sorry, I guess my stealth is as good as Grim's.

Snotlout- why are you up anyway your turns up next.

Me- I can't sleep.

I sat down next to him with my leg touching his.

Snotlout- we're never going to stop this crazy dragon from tearing this place up.

we had set up a trap and something trip it. so a rope was on Hookfang's horn and when it was pulled Hookfang would breath fire. when he did Snotlout's butt caught on fire. he jumped and ran.

Snotlout- Ah! Intruder alert. Intruder Alert. ow, ow, ow. that's the third time this week.

he scooted his butt across the ground then put it out in a water bucket the dragons drank from.

Snotlout- sweet relief.

i didn't ask him if he was ok because this happens all the time.

Hiccup- the Rumblehorn. it's headed for the eastern beach. come on, you guys.

we took off into the air. we landed by one of the traps.

Hiccup- Finally. we got it. everybody stay back.

Tuff- i didn't think it would be so smelly.

ruff- i didn't think it would be so hairy.

then a heard dad's voice.

Dad- you try shaving with a hook for an arm.

Tuff- The Rumblehorn talks. Quick, smack it.

Me- no that's my dad you mutton head.

Dad- cut me down, you simpleton.

Ruff- and it's got a bad attitude.

Dad- eh, never mind.

he used his hook to cut himself loose.

Tuff- Gobber, what did you do with our Rumblehorn?

Dad- Rumblehorn? what's a Rumblehorn?

Fishlegs- a new dragon that's been trying to chase us off the island.

Astrid- yea, us and everything else.

Hiccup- we've been trying to catch it and relocate it.

Snotlout- yet we caught you. yay us.

i hit him.

Snotlout- ow.

Dad- Glimmer.

Me- what? I'm not going to let him talk to you like that.

Dad- you're trying to catch a dragon with a net that cant hold a one-legged, one-armed Viking? Amateurs.

Tuff- not too late to club him still. i can give him a little ah uh. you know, uh uh uh.

he made a movement as if he was clubbing somebody.

Me- you club him and I will let Grim eat you.

Grim growled behind me.

Hiccup- yea, we should just get back and check on the dragon base.

tuff- eh.