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Chapter Eleven
"ᎢᎻᎪᎢ' NᎾᎢ FᎪᏆᎡ!"

"This is a waste of time. I don't remember anything." Eugene whispered. All of them were in the garden of meditation. They were peacefully sitting with their legs crossed and their eyes closed, hoping to remember something important. "Do you?"

"No. I got nothing." Hiccup replied, opening his eyes. He looked to his left. "Kristoff?"

Eugene opened his eyes as well and looked over. "Kristoff?" He softly called out.

But Kristoff was deep in his meditation. In his memory, he was transported back just before they left for Thailand. Everyone was a younger version of themselves, maybe around 12.

Then they were transported to the bonfire. Teddy was still his same age, but everyone was still 12. They clicked their beers together then everything flew past him. Scenes swirled in his head as different sayings were sprinkled in. He heard Hic telling him there was no wolf pact and Jack yelling at him. Then suddenly he heard himself singing his three best friends song as younger Shang did a line of coke.

A very vivid memory suddenly popped up, showing them downing shot after shot. Then young Eugene was pushed. Eugene shoved the stranger back and socked the guy in the face.

Suddenly, they were in the streets and young Hic was waving his shirt above his head. "Fuck the police!" He chanted.

Then they were in the car, Shang driving all of them around. Teddy was still with them.

The next thing he saw was a neon sign with Thai writing.

He popped open his brown eyes, waking up. "I know where to go." He softly said.

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"What do you think, Kristoff?" Eugene asked as they stared up at a neon sign.

"Uh, this is the place." Kristoff answered. He had a bad feeling about it for some reason.

"Come on. Let's go." Eugene encouraged, slapping his shoulder as they headed in.

Inside was not what they had expected. It was a strip club. There were tons of girls and the place was dark. Bright lights flashed around as loud speakers pounded in their chests.

"I don't remember any of this." Hiccup shouted over the music.

Kristoff slightly danced to the music, walking forward.

Eugene reached out, grabbing his arm. "Yeah, Kristoff, are you sure this is the place?"

"Yeah, pretty sure." Kristoff nodded, continuing to walk forward. Eugene and Hiccup glanced around, trying to pull this memory out of their heads, but they just couldn't.

"Bros, finally!" A man shouted out. They walked over to the counter, hoping this guy could help them out. "Is he coming or what? I've been waiting for him all day."

"Uh, I'm sorry. Waiting for who?" Eugene asked.

"Shang, that dick-ass fuck." He spat back.

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