Spitting Flames and Memories

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    Present time

 COMMANDER P.O.V

I sat at the fire laying against Toothless' chest. The flames crackled and spat. I used a green stick to stab the heart of the fire, making sparks dance in the air.

I thought about the friends I have and the friends I left. I carved pictures into the dirt with the end of my dagger. Pictures of my old friends and family. was it right to leave them?

------------FLASHBACK 5 YEARS-----------

The hand of Gobber the Belch hovered over Astrid Hofferson's blonde hair. Everyone had their eyes on Gothi, the village elder. I crossed my fingers. If I'm picked, I'll have to kill a dragon, But I can't. If   I'm picked, I don't know what I'll do.

Gothi shook her head.

No.

Gobber placed his hand over my head. Gothi nodded.

NO, TRIPLE NO.

Cheers erupted from the village audience. Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third, the village disappointment, was going to kill a dragon, a monstrous nightmare in fact. That'll make him a man.



----------------time skip half an hour--------------------

"Okay bud, Bad news. In three days, I have to kill a dragon."

Toothless' eyes went to slits. He growled.

"No! don't worry, I'm not going to do it, I can't, and you know that. we are leaving in three days, okay?

Toothless did his Gummy smile and warbled.



----- time skip 3 days-----

That's it. All of my little stuff is down at the cove with Toothless. Now for the second-last part of my plan. Letters.

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